Zhao Shanhe was stunned.

He froze in place, staring and couldn't believe his eyes.

Is this Zhao Bo?

Are you hallucinating?

No, my mind is very clear.

This is not an illusion.

But the next second Zhao Shanhe realized something was wrong. Zhao Bo had been dead long ago. How could he appear here?

In other words, the person in front of him is not Zhao Bo at all.

Suddenly, a chill ran down Zhao Shanhe's back.

He understood that everything he saw before his eyes was an illusion.

Not only Zhao Bo is fake.

I'm afraid even the black shadow is fake.

Thinking back carefully, he became more and more certain of his judgment.

First of all, the voice of Heiying and Zhao Bo are very imaginative.

And isn’t the father he refers to himself?

Yes, that's it.

All this is illusion.

They were all made up by him.

So when did you fall into the illusion?

Zhao Shanhe straightened up and looked around. At this moment, he found that the place seemed to be blurry, and the whole world became incomprehensible.

Is this a dream?

Why are my feelings so clear and true?

Could it be that Zhao Bo and Zhu Jiajia had this situation happen to them before?

"What are you looking for?" A cold and familiar voice sounded behind Zhao Shanhe.

Zhao Shanhe couldn't help but tremble when he heard this voice. This voice was so familiar to him.

Zhao Shanhe slowly turned his head and saw a middle-aged woman with long hair appearing behind him.

This man was wearing a maroon leather jacket and a pair of leather shoes. He had his hands folded and his expression was cold and contemptuous, with a look of disgust on his face.

This is his ex-wife.

The woman he once swore to protect for the rest of his life.

"Do you want to apologize? It's too late. Everything is over. Your son is dead and you have really become a loner. What's even more ridiculous is that you have lost your job and have accomplished nothing in your life. Retribution, what retribution it is."

The wife made no secret of her dislike for Zhao Shanhe and mocked Zhao Shanhe ruthlessly without any mercy.

Looking at his wife's familiar face, Zhao Shanhe took a breath and quickly calmed down.

He knew that this was actually an illusion in his heart, an obsession hidden deep in his heart.

But now it has become concrete.

"Zhao Shanhe, Zhao Shanhe, you have really failed in your life. You have no career and no family. You are like a stubborn and pitiful old dog. What do you want?"

The wife continued to mock Zhao Shanhe.

"Yes, I failed. I'm sorry. I apologize to you."

As Zhao Shanhe said this, he bent down and bowed deeply.

"Then are you willing to give up? Are you willing to go back to the past?" the wife asked tremblingly.

Zhao Shanhe straightened his clothes, smiled and shook his head and said: "I'm sorry, I can't give up. Some things and some people are indeed missed if they are missed. But people always have to stick to some things in this life. You can't follow the crowd or follow what others say.

No matter what others think or say."

"So we're not important, are we?"

"You are very important, but my things are also very important, because they have become a part of my life and can no longer be separated."

"Master, Master..."

At this moment, Huang Rong's voice suddenly sounded in Zhao Shanhe's ears.

Zhao Shanhe was stunned for a moment and everything in front of him disappeared.

Then the light gradually became brighter, and he returned to 503 again and returned to the sofa.

At this moment, Huang Rong was looking at him with concern.

"Master, are you okay?"

"Ah? I...I'm fine."

Zhao Shanhe moved his body and subconsciously glanced at the time.

It's half past three in the morning.

He didn't expect that he slept for so long.

"Master, you are too tired. You can't do this. Sooner or later you will wear yourself down. Why don't you go back and rest first? I will keep an eye on you." Huang Rong frowned and said.

"I'm fine, I'm fine, why are you here?" Zhao Shanhe said it didn't matter, but at this moment his waist was so sore that he almost died.

"No, I just noticed there was a light on here and came up to take a look. I didn't expect it was you."

Suddenly, Zhao Shanhe smelled a burning smell, as if something was burning.

When I looked up, I saw a red light in the corridor, and a large amount of smoke was pouring into the room from the crack in the door.

"Fire!"

Zhao Shanhe shouted and immediately jumped up. He took three steps and then two steps to reach the door. When he opened the door, he saw that the entire corridor was filled with thick smoke and the path was no longer visible. Several houses on the other side of the corridor were all burned.

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Tongues of flame were shooting out from every room.

"Let's go!"

Zhao Shanhe shouted and covered his mouth and nose.

"It's you who should go."

Huang Rong said and pushed Zhao Shanhe out with one palm.

Before Zhao Shanhe could react, an explosion occurred above his head, and a large fireball hit him directly.

He subconsciously turned his head to avoid it and staggered forward two steps.

He was about to hit the wall, but he didn't expect that he actually went right through the wall.

The next second he appeared in an open space, surrounded by tall refining towers and office buildings. At this moment, they were all burned. Pillars of fire rose into the sky. Everything was burning. The house was burned.

The refining tower was on fire and the oil tank was on fire.

The whole world is burning.

Not far away, a huge sign with "Jiangbei Chemical Plant" engraved on it was also burning.

Screams and shouts came and went.

Zhao Shanhe was stunned.

He returned to the scene of the fire again.

Just now he thought he had woken up from his dream, but he didn't expect that he was still in the dream.

He can no longer distinguish between reality and virtuality.

"Xiao Zhao, Xiao Zhao, why are you still watching here? Why don't you go put out the fire?" Lao Guo hurried over with a mop in his hand, and without any explanation, he thrust the mop into Zhao Shanhe's hand.

"Let's go!"

Lao Guo waved his hand and jumped into the sea of ​​fire.

Zhao Shanhe hesitated and rushed in.

The two of them didn't run far before a big hole appeared in front of them.

The underground workshop exploded. Not only did a fire break out, but the huge explosion also overturned the building on the ground, causing the oil storage tank next to it to rupture. A large amount of diesel oil flowed into the underground workshop like running water.

Wherever the diesel flows, it burns, like a burning fire dragon.

Those who had no time to escape were all swallowed up by the fire dragon. Their whole bodies were on fire, like a man on fire, screaming and fleeing in all directions.

The air was filled with a strong burnt smell.

The scene was like being in hell.
To be continued...