looking for hell

Chapter 322 Forrest Gump: Escape from Apple Island (4)

There are three people outside the door.

A wretched short and fat man, a tall and thin man carrying a camera, and a slim woman in the shape of a gourd.

The familiar Mitsui, the familiar greeting, and the tone of his voice didn't change at all.

"Good morning, Forrest Gump!"

After saying this, the fat man "breathed in, exhaled, inhaled" just like yesterday, then he stood up straight, with a big belly, with the same smile on his face as yesterday, looked at A-Gump and continued: :
"It's such a beautiful early autumn weather. I'm very lucky to be the director and screenwriter of Forrest Gump's short film on such a beautiful day. My name is Mitsui, please give me your advice!"

No punctuation marks.

It's as if there was no yesterday, and today is the first time they met, they never knew each other.

What A-Gump didn't realize was that he himself was the same as yesterday, he had to hold the door frame with his hand to keep himself from fainting.

He looked at the three people in front of him, looked at the familiar scene, and started a game of finding differences.

"The hairstyle is the same, the clothes are the same, the expression is the same, and the tone is the same. Wait a minute, there is one difference. It was sunny yesterday, but it was raining today. They got caught in the rain, and they must have no umbrellas. In other words, this is not the same. It's not a repeated scene because there's a difference, so what the hell is going on?"

When Se Ami saluted her, A-Gump didn't pay attention at all, but ran back into the house in a panic, and picked up her mobile phone.

"Buddha, what's going on? The time is still the morning after I came to the East City of Apple Island. Could it be that I'm actually only waking up now? It was all a dream before, a dream within a dream?"

Mitsui and the other three stood outside the door, they didn't feel any displeasure because of A-Gump's rudeness, they were still smiling and polite.

Looking at the date on the phone, A-Gump was completely confused.

"Is it still in a dream now? It's just another layer of the dream?"

A-Gump decided to take a risk.

He took out the Rolex women's watch in his backpack, which belonged to Se Ami.

Then he came to the door and looked at the three people outside, especially Se Ami, playing with the ladies watch in his hand.

Se Ami obviously saw the watch, but she didn't have the expression A-Gump thought she should have. Instead, she still looked at A-Gump with a smile, as if she had no impression of the watch at all.

"Damn it?"

A-Gump found that he had completely lost his judgment on everything he had experienced.

He was really not in the mood to shoot a movie with psychological shadows, so he said directly:
"Go back, I don't want to shoot a movie today, and I won't ask for my previous deposit back."

After speaking, he made a gesture of please leave.

Unexpectedly, however, Mitsui bent down to salute again, saying:
"How can we do that? How can we change the contract that has already been signed? Please A-Gump, please complete our contract and make this movie well. Ms. Se Ami will be very gentle and obedient, making you linger forever."

A-Gump and Mitsui fought for half an hour, but Mitsui and the other three resolutely refused to leave, as if they would never leave as long as the filming was not completed.

A-Gump was convinced, took two more sildenafil, and finished the filming, just for the sake of cleanliness.

Shadow or not, A-Gump didn't care anymore, his mind was full of images of Se Ami coming to see him, but he endured it again.

After seeing off the three of them, A-Gump was finally able to start thinking.

He came to the window and looked at the scenery outside the window, just like yesterday.

There is a lot of traffic, and the flow of people is like weaving.

Big cities are like this.

But a normal metropolis would never be what it is now.

Because today is a rainy day, and the rain is not too small, but there are not many people holding umbrellas on the street.

They were as unhurried in the rain as they were on a sunny day. They greeted each other with great courtesy.

Even the trouser legs are dripping water.

Thinking of Se Ami just now, her hands and feet were also freezing cold in the rain, her hair and clothes were completely wet, but she didn't take it seriously at all. If A-Gump hadn't strongly asked Se Ami to wash it, I'm afraid she would have just started shooting like that .

"An abnormal city, the plants are newly transplanted, most of the buildings have been painted and decorated to make them look old, and the bluestone next to the garden has a fishy and salty smell, which proves that the city has indeed been soaked by sea water, but this is not the case. The scariest thing is that the people here are not normal. No one would take a leisurely walk on such a rainy day, lead the children to laugh and laugh, and would not stand in the rain and chat for half an hour, sometimes laughing. Laugh, this is not normal!"

"No, this can never be the real world, I must still be in a dream, it must be, but how do I wake up?"

A-Gump has seen Inception, but he dare not try any of the methods of waking up mentioned in the movie.

Biri said jumping off a building.

After all, A-Gump is not sure if this is a dream, if not, he will be a grasshopper if he jumps off.

"Try if you can go to the airport today. Yes, try! Today is different from yesterday after all. Yesterday was sunny, but today it rained heavily. It proves that whether it is reality or not, it is changing after all."

A-Gump pulled himself together, packed his backpack, went downstairs quickly, and stopped a taxi.

However, it was still the same ending as yesterday.

There are people blocking every intersection, and it is impossible to walk through it anyway.

A-Gump reluctantly returned to the hotel room, looked at the time displayed on the phone screen, and pondered.

"The mobile phone has a signal, but it can't make international calls. It can only make calls in Apple Island. The intermediary and Mitsui and others can talk normally. It is said that there is a network failure.

The Internet can only browse the website of Apple Island, and cannot link to the outside world, and the reverse firewall does not work. It is said that it is also a malfunction.

The first thing I experienced was that Apple Island was submerged by the sea, covered with black clouds, and all circuits and networks were unusable, making it a place of isolation.

Now, the sun is out, the sea is gone, and everything looks normal, but this is still an isolated island.

If this is a dream, then everything is easy to explain.

But if it's not a dream, what does all this mean?Something extremely weird must have happened here, so someone tried every means to isolate this place from the world and make no sound.

And these people in the rain are like low-quality actors who have been paid to act in a play. Even in the rain, they only acted in the content of the script, which is why they have the illusion they are now.

The date and time on the mobile phone should be caused by some kind of technical means. Controlling the time of my mobile phone goes back to the morning of the second day when I came to Apple Island, but what is the significance of this?It doesn't make any sense! "

Everything must have a purpose, and A-Gump did not find any meaning in changing the time of the mobile phone.

"No, if the present is real, then there is a meaning to changing time, that is to make me doubt myself! Then, all the arrangements around here, such a big battle, are arranged for me! But what's the point of this? ? Is there anything in me that deserves someone else to make such an arrangement for me? Such a big battle cannot be done with money."

"Now, just assume that all this is not my chaotic dream, but real!"

"Whatever the other party's intentions are, I'm pretty sure I'm stuck in a hotel-centric circle."

"Dongcheng is so big, and it's only trapped in such a not-so-broad range, so there is only one possibility!"

"In this city, there are people who have suffered the same as me! Otherwise, they can let me wander around the whole city, as long as I can't leave Apple Island."

A-Gump was so moved by his speculation that he was about to cry.

No matter what you do, it's always different if you have a back pad.

"I have to go to the end of the range I can go, find people who have been through the same situation as me, get in touch with them, not everyone is as smart as me, can figure out this step, it seems that I need to be patient and wait !"

Forrest Gump does not lack tenacity.

After making a choice, he went downstairs, bought food and water, took a taxi and got off at the congested intersection, but didn't go there, just beside the group of people, also drenched in the rain, standing there waiting .

If someone speculates this conclusion like him, he will definitely look for the same kind at various intersections.

If they didn't figure it out, they would drive to various intersections and try to get out of the city, so they would always meet.

The only thing needed is time.

People looking for people can find the dead, but waiting seldom disappoints.

Murphy's Law.

A-Gump was disappointed.

It was dark and the rain stopped, but he still didn't wait for someone like himself that might exist.

So, he could only go back to the hotel room dripping wet, and put on his own green suit.

He no longer needs to be low-key.

Forrest Gump even felt that.

If this was a dream, it would be great. As long as he can wake up and see the truth, he can accept any outcome, even the scene of being judged.

He was fed up with every second of this illusory and real, difficult to tell the real from the fake.

In the evening, he bought a lot of wine and drank until he was very drunk in the hotel room.

"This is real drunkenness, not fake. How can a dream be so real? This is the real world, real"

A-Gump quickly lost consciousness under the alcohol and fell into a deep sleep.

When I woke up again, it was already high in the sun.

Blindfolded, he glanced at the date on his phone.

"Heh, it's the second day I came to Apple Island! Then, there must be familiar and unfamiliar people outside the door!"

A-Gump didn't wash his face or brush his teeth, just wandered to the door, opened the door, and sure enough saw Mitsui and Se Ami standing at the door.

At the moment when Mitsui was about to bend down to salute, A-Gump pulled Se Ami into his arms, and walked into the room with her arms crossed.

This undoubtedly disrupted the original rhythm.

A-Gump just wanted to see if Mitsui and the others would continue to finish their lines as yesterday, which was both true and illusory.

To his surprise, Mitsui's reaction was normal. He and the cameraman rushed in and said with a smile:
"A-Gump-kun be gentle, Se Ami will be frightened, frightened!"

A-Gump waved his hand and said:

"Stop talking nonsense and start filming."

He is familiar with the way, and A-Gump seems to have gotten used to the scene of seeing him head-on, so today's shooting went very smoothly, but the time was short.

After seeing off Se Ami and the others, A-Gump looked out the window at the sunny street.

"It didn't rain today, and the people outside were still the same as yesterday, the same belly laughs, and the same pleasant walks. Everything, except that it wasn't raining, was exactly the same as yesterday, which was both true and illusory."

"An alternative Groundhog Day? With weather changes? But except for the weather, it's really exactly the same as Groundhog Day. It's like being trapped on the same day, but if it's the same day, how can the weather be different?"

A-Gump really felt that he was going to collapse.

No logic, including the logic of imagination, can match what happened to me.

Dreams, fantasies caused by schizophrenia, and horrible conspiracy theory experiments, there are only three possibilities that can explain it all.

"I am Forrest Gump, my ID card, passport, and driver's license are all Forrest Gump, which proves that Forrest Gump is my personality, and this personality is not a fantasy.

No, these identity certificates are probably also imagined by the personality of Forrest Gump. I must still have a main personality, if this is not a dream. "

"I am Forrest Gump, the other me in my body, please come out, I am willing to give up myself to follow you, please come out and tell me what the truth is!"

Forrest Gump was humbled to the extreme, but there was no other personality responding to him.

"Okay, don't you show up? Well, I'll cut off my little finger with a knife now. If you don't come out, you will suffer with me. And if this is a dream, such behavior can wake me up , good, good, good! I am not afraid of death now, so how can I be stingy with a finger?"

Forrest Gump is really crazy.

He pulled out a Japanese short knife and burned the blade with a lighter.

He was looking forward to this time, there would be another personality's voice in his body to stop him, but it didn't.

The moment the little finger of his left hand rolled to the floor, the severe pain caused A-Gump's whole body to convulse, bending like a prawn.

No, more like a poor baby curled up on the ground.

"No, it's not a dream. If it was a dream, I must have woken up. It's not a dream!"

A-Gump finally cruelly ruled out the possibility of a dream.

Then he drove to the hospital.

The reactions of the driver and the doctor were normal. They were concerned about A-Gump's injury and were very polite and enthusiastic.

But there was no emotion in their eyes, A-Gump could feel the coldness of the soul.

It's just that it doesn't prove anything, because Apple Islanders have always been like this.

The outer skin of politeness is as cold and cruel as a hyena.

A-Gump allowed the doctor to treat his wound in a daze, and continued to connect the little finger.

He didn't even know when the anesthetic was administered, and he forgot whether he felt pain.

After the finger was dealt with, A-Gump went to see a psychiatrist.

However, the sad thing is that these two or five psychiatrists were finally hypnotized by A-Gump.

The kind of completely lost, running around the room asking people "who am I", seems to be more serious than Forrest Gump.

A-Gump was helpless, unable to prove whether he was schizophrenic.

The good news is that I can be hospitalized and don't have to go back to the hotel room.

It was already his nightmare there.

Lying on the hospital bed, A-Gump looked at the white ceiling above his head.

It must have been freshly painted.

"Sleep, don't think about anything, after all, I'm still alive! If you're in the hospital today, everything will change tomorrow!"

Under the effect of painkillers, A-Gump fell into a deep sleep.

This night, he had countless nightmares, and when he opened his eyes again, it was already dawn the next day.

There are changes, but they are definitely not the changes that Forrest Gump expected.
(End of this chapter)