Afterwards, Gao Chuan called his father Gao Zhiyuan again. After thinking about it, he still felt that Li Xiner’s analysis was somewhat reasonable. He could not say that the serious illness he had when he was seven years old was indeed related to his current situation. See if he could ask for anything useful.

After his parents divorced, Gao Chuan also followed his father Gao Zhiyuan. At that time, Gao Chuan was exactly nine years old.

Pick up my phone and dialed.

"Hey, who?"

The other end was connected quickly, and a middle-aged uncle's voice came with a somewhat idle tone.

"I, your son."

"Speak quickly if you have anything, you're catching fish."

The voice came from the other end of the phone again, Gao Chuan's face turned slightly dark. Is fishing more important than your son, and he said helplessly.

"Dad, I want to ask you something, what kind of illness did I get when I was seven years old? What was the situation at that time? Do you still remember it?"

I pondered for a moment on the other end of the phone.

"Why did you ask this all of a sudden?"

"Oh, nothing, I've been having nightmares these days. The doctor asked me if I had any psychological trauma when I was young, so I asked, did I have any psychological trauma when I was a child?"

Takagawa is half true and half false.

The other end of the phone was silent for a while before the voice came.

"What psychological trauma can you have? The disease was just a serious fever and cold at that time. Don't think too much. I think you killed too many people and had psychological problems. I have asked you to be more restrained. You must not listen. I killed someone again last night. Are you trying to break the murder records in the police station?"

"I will call your Uncle Wei and ask him to give you a few days off and give you a good rest for a few days to calm down."

"Okay, then I'll have a good rest for two days."

Gaochuan didn't want to worry his father too much. He immediately said when he couldn't find useful information. Then he chatted for a few more words and hung up the phone.

On this side, after hanging up the phone, Gao Chuan drove back to Fenglin Villa.

On the other hand, by a fish pond outside the outskirts of Xingdao, Gao Zhiyuan, who is a middle-aged uncle, hung up the phone and looked silent.

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At night,

Maple Forest Garden.

Takakura stood on the balcony with his hands on his fence, staring at the brightly lit night view in the distance, and holding a cigarette in his mouth.

In the past, Takakawa did not smoke. He had no habit of smoking in his previous life or in this life. However, after the dream of the Blood-colored Door a week ago, Takakawa started smoking because smoking would make him feel a lot more relaxed when he was smoking.

What he smokes is not cigarettes, but mood.

The star collapse in the city center is brightly lit, and you can see it from afar when standing here in Gaochuan. This is the landmark building of the entire Xingdao, symbolizing the rise and prosperity of Xingdao. It is also the tallest building in Xingdao, one of the tourist attractions of Xingdao, and a sacred place for countless tourists and internet celebrities to check in.

Maybe I am not sure if I will see it again in the future. People have different moods. I didn’t think the Star Tower is as beautiful as the night in Xingdao, but this time, Gaochuan suddenly felt a kind of beauty.

Only when disasters and sufferings can we realize that peace is good.

When the cigarette burned out, Gao Chuan returned to the living room, extinguished the cigarette butt and put it in the ashtray, and then pressed the ashtray on the book next to it.

Gaochuan was not sure if he could survive this time, so he wrote this book. If he died, it would be the suicide note.

"I'll finish it tonight."

Taking a deep breath, pressing the book, Gao Chuan walked into the bedroom, and then-

Start sleeping.

Of course, Takakawa did not really sleep, but to let himself enter the dream of the Blood Gate again. For him, everything started from the dream of the Blood Gate, so naturally everything should be finished from now on.

According to the experience of sleeping during this period, as long as I am not awakened by the dirty things in the room, I will inevitably enter the dream of the blood-colored gate.

In order to ensure a smooth entry into the dream of the Blood-colored Gate, Takagawa took a pill of sleeping pill while sleeping.

The efficacy of sleeping pills and Takagawa's mental fatigue during this period also made him feel depressed soon.

I don’t know how long it took, but it seemed like it had only been a moment, and it seemed like it had been a long time, and Takagawa woke up again.

However, when he woke up this time, the environment that Takakawa saw was no longer in the familiar bedroom, but a world covered by blood mist. In front of him was an open blood-colored door standing quietly, facing him.

The blood-colored door stood quietly, like endless blood, and there was also some red liquid hanging on the eaves that were about to drip but not completely dripping.

Strange, gloomy, cold, bloody...

This is the most intuitive feeling that the blood-colored gate brings to Gaochuan. Just looking at it makes him feel an inexplicable chill.

“Successfully.”

Gao Chuan took a deep breath and felt the coldness in the air. The dream gave him a very real feeling, and the temperature and coldness in the air were extremely clear. This was something that was not found in other dreams in the past. Even if other dreams seemed real in the past, they were almost nothing in terms of touch. Real dreams would not have a clear touch.

Except for spring dreams.

The ground under your feet is dark red, like a world infected by blood. The touch of your feet when you step on it is extremely real. Even kicking the ground hard with your feet will make Takakawa feel pain.

From the first time I entered this dream of the blood-colored gate, Takagawa seriously doubted the authenticity of the dream.

After all, it is really just a dream, or a kind of soul travel.

“Takagawa…Takagawa…”

A small sound quickly sounded, coming from the blood-colored gate, as if it was far away, giving people the feeling that the sound seemed to dissipate by the wind, but it was like a person's endless resentment, full of madness. Just listening to it makes people feel that they are going to fall into madness.

"Damn it, I'm going to yell every day, and I'm going to call you dad. I'll come in and kill you now!"

Gao Chuan was also angry and shouted angrily and picked up a stone as big as a brick from the ground and rushed into the bloody gate.

As for whether it is good or bad, whether it is life or death, Gao Chuan doesn't care about it. Anyway, if you continue to drag it down, you will be dragged down sooner or later. Instead of doing this, it's better to take advantage of the fact that he still has the strength to not collapse before he can make a fuss. He came in this time and made up his mind to enter the blood-colored gate.

Take a try, and the bicycle turns into a motorcycle, what if it succeeds!

boom!

The moment Gao Chuan rushed into the blood-colored gate, the blood-colored mist in the entire blood-colored world also surged violently in an instant.

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Chapter completed!