Living in the Hong Kong Film World

Chapter 447 Looking Ahead

The woman is a mask, lifelike, wearing clothes made of puff pastry, with painted eyebrows and eyes, just like a real person.

The child is a sugar figure, but his face is very strange.

It has no eyes, nose and ears, and the whole head is bare except for a gap in the mouth.

It was sitting on a swing, being pushed and swung by Liao Jie, giggling and laughing non-stop from the crack.

The woman stood aside with a smile, watching Liao Jie interacting with the child, and occasionally put her hand on Liao Jie's wrist to prevent him from pushing too hard and making the swing too high.

This scene looked a little weird to Fei Nan, but Liao Jie didn't notice it at all, instead he felt a sense of joy.

Feinan walked slowly in front of Liao Jie, and the swing swung forward, directly passing through his body, and he was just a phantom at this moment.

Is this the life Liao Jie longs for?Feinan looked at them in thought.

How to make him change?

Through Huanhuan and Huang William's different performances on the psychological suggestion skill, Feinan was more cautious about this skill and didn't want to abuse it at will.

In case of driving Liao Jie crazy like Huang Weilian did, the loss outweighs the gain.

Still have to go step by step, slowly...

Feinan turned around and went outside the courtyard, snapped his fingers, and tapped lightly on the outer wall. The crispy wall was hard to the touch, and there was a hollow chiseling sound.

"Master Liao, long time no see."

He called out.

Liao Jie suddenly turned to this side, but his eyes still did not open.

The swing stopped, and the sugar kid jumped off the swing and hid behind Mianren.

The mask embraced him, and looked at Feinan curiously with a pair of drawn eyes.

"You are?" Liao Jie faced Feinan and asked hesitantly.

"I'm your friend, I'm a chef, call me Master Fei."

Fei Nan's tone was undeniably firm, and Liao Jie quickly accepted his statement, with a surprised expression on his face: "Master Fei! It's you! Long time no see! Please come in!"

He enthusiastically led Feinan into the room. Inside the room was a huge sheet of oyster mushrooms, surrounded by several thick and short shiitake mushrooms.

Liao Jie called Fei Nan to sit down, turned to the person facing him and said, "Shu Jun, help me pour a glass of water!"

Feinan looked at him quietly. Although his eyes were closed, there was no difference between them and the layout of the rooms in the courtyard.

"Master Fei, please drink tea."

The doughman brought a pumpkin flower, which was filled with clear water.

Feinan took it, and deliberately touched its arm, only to feel the warmth of the tentacles, very similar to the human body.

The masker didn't notice, and turned around to bring Liao Jie another glass of water.

"Thank you, Shujun."

Liao Jie took it carefully, raised his head and smiled, and introduced to Feinan: "This is my wife, and the one at the door is my son."

The sugar man hid outside the door, poked his head out and shouted at Liao Jie: "Daddy, I want to go out to play!"

"Oh, be careful! Don't fall down." Liao Jie instructed.

"Got it!" Sugar Man trotted away and ran to the swing.

The face man smiled at Fei Nan, but Fei Nan held the pumpkin flower and did not respond.

"What happened to your eyes?" He stared at Liao Jie and asked.

"My eyes? Are you okay?"

Liao Jie was a little puzzled, spread his hands and said, "I've always been like this? Don't you remember?"

Feinan didn't answer, but asked again: "You can't see this world, is it because you can't see it, or you don't want to see it?"

Liao Jie fell silent and stopped moving.

When the doughman brought him water just now, Feinan noticed that he was paying attention to his movements, carefully avoiding the meringue on the doughman.

He obviously knew this wife was not real.

"Go! You are not welcome here!"

Liao Jie stood up suddenly and furiously. With his anger, the whole dream world shook slightly, as if an earthquake had occurred.

The wall of rice cracker was shaken, and the sugar man ran in from outside the house, and threw himself into Liao Jie's arms: "Father, I'm afraid!"

Feinan looked at them and said again, "Your son looks very similar to you."

The earthquake stopped instantly, and Liao Jie became happy again, as if nothing had happened, and introduced to Fei Nan enthusiastically: "His name is Liao Li, and he is five years old this year."

Looking at him, Feinan fell into deep thought again.

Liao Jie refused to accept the fact that his wife and children had left him, and fabricated an Eden-like dream world, hiding here and refusing to go out.

This is his defense mechanism, and if he wants to awaken his fighting spirit, he must break this defense mechanism.

But if this mechanism is forcibly broken, it will cause Liao Jie's subconscious dream to collapse, and thus be hurt, just like just now.

How to get him out of this dream by himself?
The masked man suddenly came in front of Feinan, took his arm, and led him out of the room.

"Ajie lost his eyes because of us."

It spoke, a warm female voice.

"Ajie is smiling, but he is not happy."

The masked man grabbed Feinan's hand and begged earnestly, "Please take him out."

Feinan looked at it in surprise. Is this really an image created by Liao Jie's subconscious mind?

"Then you will disappear." Feinan reminded it.

"will not."

The face man shook his head: "We are all Liao Jie."

Feinan was stunned, and then nodded.

The masked man returned to the room. Looking at Liao Jie who held his hand, Fei Nan suddenly snapped his fingers, and a sun appeared in the sky above the dream.

The sun shone, sprinkled light, and also dropped warmth, and the air began to heat up a little bit.

Liao Jie began to wipe his sweat with his hands, but his hands were sticky, and the sugar figurine in his arms gradually became limp, but it had already begun to melt.

"what happened to you?"

Liao Jie exclaimed, trying to help the sugar man to stand up, but the sugar man became soft, and even his voice began to blur: "Father..."

Pfft!
The face man on the side also fell to the ground and began to swell.

"Shujun!"

Liao Jie rushed over, trying to stuff the dough man's bloated body back into the puff pastry, but it was difficult to do so.

"It's too hot here! Send them up the mountain!"

Feinan appeared at the door and reminded him loudly.

"Yes! Send them up the mountain!"

Liao Jie's body began to expand, and soon he was taller than the room.

He leaned over and held the dough man and sugar man in his palm, striding towards the distant Roshan.

Feinan floated behind him and followed closely.

Liao Jie strode towards Roshan, but the distance between the two did not shorten at all, he seemed to be standing still.

"Open your eyes! Look forward! Otherwise you will never run!" Feinan reminded loudly.

"No...don't..." Liao Jie was sweating profusely, but refused to open his eyes.

"Ajie, look forward! Only in this way can you save yourself."

The mask in his hand spat out a sound with difficulty.

"Father! Look ahead!" Sugar Man shouted muffled.

"Do not……"

Liao Jie stopped in pain, tears flowed from his tightly closed eyes, and opened a gap in his eyes.

He slowly opened his eyes, and there were two empty holes.

"We help you!"

Dough Man and Sugar Man yelled.

Liao Jie sobbed and raised his hands, pressing them to his eyes. When he put down his hands again, his empty eyes had regained a pair of eyeballs.

"Run!" Feinan shouted, "Remember to look forward!"

"Look ahead..."

Liao Jie repeated in a murmur, and took a step forward.

Immediately afterwards, he started to walk in small steps, and then turned into a long run.

As he ran, the entire dream world rumbled and trembled again.

Liao Jie crossed Roshan, but he didn't stop. He kept running, kept running, and ran to the edge of the world, which was a metal curved wall.

He squatted down, grabbed the bottom of the wall, and lifted it upwards forcefully, the light appeared at his feet, spread upwards with his lifting, and finally drowned him...

Liao Jie was brought back to his senses by the burning pain in his finger, he turned his head to look, but the cigarette in his hand was burnt to the end.

"What about my proposal?"

Feinan laughed.

Liao Jie looked at him, a little confused: "What proposal?"

(End of this chapter)