Jiang Cheng pretended to sigh, "I didn't understand it at first, but now that I think about it, she may have mild Stockholm syndrome, which is often called a hostage complex, so I think..."

The fat man's heart skipped a beat, "What are you thinking about?"

"I think she may have fallen in love with me," Jiang Cheng said somewhat helplessly.

Fatty: "..."

Jiang Cheng waited for a while and found that the fat man didn't speak. He turned to look at him and asked, "Why don't you speak?"

The fat man took a deep breath and said, "Just wait while I smoke a cigarette to calm down."

Just when Jiang Cheng was excitedly trying to explain to Fatty that Chen Xiaomeng's feelings for him were not just because of his handsomeness, his stomach inadvertently let out a growl.

The fat man suddenly became energetic and asked Jiang Cheng if he was hungry and that he could go make something to eat.

Jiang Cheng remembered Fatty's cooking skills during the mission, nodded, pointed in the direction of the kitchen, and Fatty ran away as if he was running away.

Jiang Cheng was left alone with some unfinished thoughts and a sigh of relief.

Jiang Cheng rarely cooks, and the refrigerator is mostly filled with quick-frozen food. There is also a box of Kangshuaifu instant noodles in the corner, which he stocked up on when there was a special discount.

The fat man struggled for half an hour and managed to put together two dishes.

Since there was no staple food, I opened a few bags of instant noodles and fried them. After they were served, Jiangcheng huffed and ate most of them by himself.

"Doctor," the fat man took a mouthful of noodles and put down the bowl, "are you the only one who usually lives here?"

Jiang Cheng picked up the plate, put the rest of the food into his bowl, and ate it in one bite. Then he took out a tissue and wiped his mouth. He nodded and said, "Most of the time, yes, and I have no intention of taking in anyone else."

The fat man grimaced and said, "Doctor, don't be like this. Although I'm not as smart as you, and I'm not as handsome as you, I have done a lot of work and I can definitely help you."

Jiang Cheng looked at the empty bowl on the table, as if he really thought about it, and did not answer immediately.

The fat man felt that there was a way, and he became excited and said excitedly: "Doctor, you don't have to make a decision right away. You should think about it carefully. I am really useful!"

"We'll talk about this tomorrow," Jiang Cheng stretched his slightly stiff neck, "I'm tired, let's go to bed first."

The fat man quickly put away the dishes and took them to the kitchen. At the same time, the sound of water washing the dishes was heard, "Doctor, you go to bed first. I will wash the dishes and then just spend the night on the sofa."

But when the fat man finished washing the dishes and walked out of the kitchen while shaking the water in his hands, he saw Jiang Cheng sitting on the sofa in front of the table, seemingly motionless.

"Doctor," the fat man asked doubtfully, "are you okay?"

Jiang Cheng looked the fat man up and down, raised his eyebrows and said, "You can go to sleep upstairs too, I'm afraid of the dark alone."

The fat man was stunned for a moment, then as if he thought of something bad, he suddenly covered his buttocks and said in panic: "Doctor, I am not as casual as you think!"

"no?"

The fat man thought for a while and said resolutely: "Death is not an option!"

"Okay then," Jiang Cheng stood up naturally, without any sign of imposing himself on anyone. He first walked towards the stairs, then went up the stairs. When the figure was about to disappear, he stopped, turned his head and looked at the fat man and said:

"Be careful at night," he said, pointing to the opposite wall. "The door in my dream appeared there. Also, I'm different from you. I didn't walk into that door by myself, but was trapped by the door.

A huge ghostly hand stretched out and grabbed it."

After speaking, Jiang Cheng went upstairs without looking back.

After Jiang Cheng left, Fatty sat alone on the sofa, staring at the wall, fidgeting.

He couldn't tell whether what Jiang Cheng said was true. This was a person who didn't like to play by the rules, but in a sense, he was trustworthy. At least he got himself out of the nightmare realm alive.

As soon as the fat man closed his eyes, he suddenly felt that the iron door Jiang Cheng was talking about appeared again, and then a huge ghost hand stretched out from inside.

The pale fat man stayed downstairs for less than 5 minutes before running upstairs. When he went upstairs, he bumped into Jiang Cheng leaning on the handrail next to the stairs, apparently waiting for him.

Before he could open his mouth, Jiang Cheng said, "You can sleep in the living room, and I'll sleep inside."

The fat man looked in the direction of Jiang Cheng's line of sight. There was a door there, which separated the small living room. There must be a bedroom inside.

"Doctor," the fat man said righteously: "If you are afraid of the dark, I can consider having a squeeze with you."

Jiang Cheng, who was lying on the mattress, was not very sleepy. He half-squinted his eyes and stared at the empty ceiling. The scenes from his nightmare replayed repeatedly in his mind.

The fat man was in the living room outside the door. He once suggested Jiang Cheng not to close the door so that everyone could take care of each other.

But Jiang Cheng felt that he did not need his care, so he politely declined, not only closing the door as usual, but also locking it.

Combined with his recent experience, Jiang Cheng naturally thought of the missing Hu Yan and Hu Yan's sister who disappeared before Hu Yan.

Their disappearance may also be related to this so-called nightmare.

According to Fan Li, people who die in nightmares appear to be missing in the real world.

He disappeared mysteriously without warning.

No one can find out the clues.

Hu Yan's missing person notice clearly stated that Hu Yan disappeared late at night and was wearing light pink silk pajamas when she disappeared.

The husband who shared the same bed didn't even notice.

The first middle-aged man who died in the nightmare mission once asked how to completely escape the nightmare. Fan Li's answer was to stop asking such stupid questions.

There are only 0 nightmares and countless nightmares. As long as that iron door appears in your dream, it is almost impossible for you to escape until you die.

As he thought about it, sleepiness gradually came over him. Jiang Cheng did not deliberately contain this power and just drifted with the flow and closed his eyes.

The physical energy consumed in the nightmare returned to this body as the nightmare ended, but the energy consumed could not be recovered. Jiang Cheng slept deeply this night.

While half asleep, he heard a clanking sound, like renovations being done next door, or nails being hammered nearby, and the floor was shaking slightly.

He turned over, curled up, covered his head with the quilt, and fell asleep again.

What finally prompted him to open his eyes was a knock on the door.

"Doctor," the fat man's loud voice came from outside the bedroom door, "are you up?"

After getting up, Jiang Cheng simply tidied up, opened the door and walked out.

The living room outside the bedroom was empty, and there was no sign of the fat man. He went downstairs along the stairs.
Chapter completed!