Urban Soldier Young Master

Chapter 1088 - 1087: Longing and Unwillingness

Shu Lulu shook Chu Ge's arm, blinking her big eyes, blinking and blinking, she suddenly grew taller and her figure became more voluptuous.It turned out that she had transformed into Luo Suyun's appearance.

Luo Suyun looked extremely angry, her eyes filled with ferocity. However, even with such an expression, she still exuded a charm unique to mature women.

"Damn it, if I ever find out who the hell that old man is, I'll definitely kick his third leg off. An old man like him actually aiming for a high school girl, what the hell is that?"

The scenes and sounds became blurred again, until they broke into pieces. When these fragments were pieced together again, it was in the interrogation room of the Xinghe Police Station.

Chu Ge sat in a chair, facing him was Mu Lingshan, who was wearing a police uniform and gritting her teeth, yet still looking heroic.

"Name!"

"Officer, according to the rules, shouldn't you first show your credentials and introduce yourself?"

"Let's continue then."

"Name!"

"Comrade Mu Lingshan, please mind your attitude. We're doing an inquiry record, not an interrogation record. I'm a law-abiding good citizen, not a heinous criminal suspect. Could you be a bit more amiable?"

"Name! Was that amiable enough this time?"

Then, the scene shifted to the house he rented in Yipin Spring City.

Chu Ge sat on the bed, a slender girl who looked pitiful brought over a basin of steaming water to wash his feet. Wasn't that Ye Li?

Ye Li reached out her delicate fingers to help him wash his feet, and he helped Ye Li wash hers. Ye Li's tears fell in large drops.

Then, he was on the run with Mu Xiaoting, in a small cottage in the woods. He used leaves to make her a skirt. She seemed to have forgotten fear and fatigue, clutching the leaf skirt tightly to her chest like a treasure, eyes glowing with immense satisfaction.

Next, it was Li Nan's bedroom, filled with props and clouds of smoke and alcohol smell. Li Nan said she liked the directness of knives, unlike the roundabout nature of people.

The visuals continued to change, as Xia Feifei with a round face and neatly cut bangs, looking as delicate as a doll, locked eyes with him and asked with anticipation, "Chu Ge, why are you so good to me?"

With a dazzling smile, Chu Ge replied, "Because I respect you as a man."

In the luxuriously decorated KTV box, a group of people were lively, with Mo Xiaoran, as graceful as a southern woman, gently singing a song called "Courage."

At the Classic Business Club, He Qing smiled as warmly as a spring breeze, her eyes full of sincere pleading.

"I think I have no reason to doubt you, and what we're discussing today is a request as a friend. If at any point you find it troublesome, you can walk away, and I won't utter a word of complaint."

He Junming quickly added fuel to the fire.

"Brother, just agree; see how boring it is to run the company all alone. Help me out? Then we can play our company's game together, having whatever gear we want. If our game becomes popular, and we see others playing it wherever we go, wouldn't that be interesting?"

Then came Chen Jiatong, Xu Jingyuan, Chen Jue, Bao Zhanhai, Song Baijia, Chu Shiyao...

In the boundless darkness, familiar scenes and voices continuously surfaced in Chu Ge's mind. But... he kept feeling like he'd forgotten something, something seemingly very important to him.

Because he increasingly sensed as those scenes and sounds surfaced, his once extremely blurred consciousness seemed to gradually, gradually clear up.

The feeling was as if those scenes and sounds had morphed into warm hands, trying hard to pull him out of this abyss of despair, thrust him out of darkness and cold, back to where he belonged.

However, this strength was evidently insufficient, only slowing his descent into the abyss. He was sinking deeper into the darkness, further away from light and warmth. Where he first fell into the abyss, another layer of impenetrable fog seemed to appear.

What lies beyond that fog?

What exactly...is it that I am longing for but can't remember?

For most of the time, Chu Ge was quite carefree, but under rare circumstances, he could become an outright fanatic.

Like now.

Because he felt he might have forgotten something of utmost importance to him, as if a hole had pierced his heart, the agony exceeded even being shattered to pieces.

"Do you know how to drive?"

From the depths of his mind, a voice seemed to echo.

"Your name really gets you an advantage, doesn't it? 'Ge' means brother, so everyone has to call you brother? Hmm... If I call you brother-in-law, do I get money for changing the way I address you?"

Another voice came through.

"Thermal... thermos? My remark is thermos?"

"Meng Kuo, shut up. Even if everyone in the world is trash, Chu Ge is not! Chu Ge, if you're leaving, let's go together. Wait for me!"

"I must catch up with you!"

"Brother-in-law..."

Soon after, more and more voices began to echo in the depths of Chu Ge's mind.

The fog seemed to lighten a bit. Apart from the voice, amidst the profound darkness, some images began to emerge—one woman... no, two women.

Whether it was the voices or the images, they were so chaotic and erratic, from initially vague, gradually becoming clearer and clearer. Finally, Chu Ge remembered, he completely remembered what he had just forgotten, or rather what he subconsciously didn't want to recall.

It was his wives, Qin Ruojing, Qin Ruoying. Maybe, he had just forgotten them, subconsciously avoiding. The immense guilt felt like a scar on his heart, slightly touched, it was like ten thousand arrows piercing his heart.

After all, as their man, there were many things he hadn't had the chance to do for them!

When Chu Ge recalled everything at that moment, he started to have a headache, then he began to hear his heartbeat, then he felt his body, the warm big hand formed by countless memories and voices was growing stronger...

Finally, in a blaze called dissatisfaction, Chu Ge abruptly opened his eyes.

The world before him was still that dazzling golden world, feeling no connection with the real world. In the void above, that enormous creature was still lurking.

The pain felt like a colossal wave engulfing Chu Ge. He still lay lonely on the void ground, looking afar at the dragon.

The dragon's head subtly tilted a tiny bit, those huge ink-green eyes like flames burning, finally revealed a human-like ripple, emitting a glow called "confusion."

Looking into the eyes of the dragon, Chu Ge felt as if it was questioning him; he was already like this, fighting to wake up, what is the meaning now?

It has meaning, of course it has meaning. Chu Ge still has too many things left undone—his wives, his friends are waiting for him to return home. He's been missing for so long; surely, they must be very worried?

Even knowing the possibility of defeating the dragon is nearly zero, even if he did have the thought of giving up before, but when those voices and images kept intertwining in his mind, he realized he had far too many attachments.

As of now, he no longer lives just for himself; he still wants to spend his life with his beloved people. If everything ends here, he still cannot be reconciled, even if he has no clue what he can do now, he refuses to be reconciled.

The dragon's confusion did not last long. Moments later, with an imposing, overwhelming presence, the dragon charged towards Chu Ge with its massive body.

Looking at the rapidly approaching dragon, Chu Ge desperately wanted to stand up, even if just to move a little, but unfortunately he couldn't do it, he couldn't do anything.

Shh!

Under the shadow of death, a sound like a blade entering the body arose. One of the dragon's sharp claws slashed downward, tearing through Chu Ge's body, ripping him into two halves!

There was no pain, or rather, not enough time to feel pain, Chu Ge's body was already showering the sky with blood!

Soon after, he abruptly opened his eyes again.

In his view was the dragon's enormous back. The blood in mid-air hadn't fallen yet, and on the dragon's claw, there were still traces of crimson.

What's going on?

Chu Ge froze. Wasn't he torn in two by the dragon? So now he is...

Looking at that colossal, golden shimmering body, just as a thought flashed in Chu Ge's mind, he was swept away by a gust of wind, thrown out more than ten meters, and landed on the ground.

It wasn't very painful, at least stronger than the previous two times. Chu Ge swallowed, suddenly reaching out to touch his body—no broken bones, his body wasn't torn in two, it was intact!

Could it be... I've resurrected?

Even though this conclusion felt unbelievable to Chu Ge, apart from explaining it like this, there seemed to be no other possibilities.

Otherwise, did he witness a ghost?

Perhaps... it's not impossible, seeing as this Spiritual World is so bizarre and fantastic.

As the residual gust scattered, Chu Ge barely scrambled up from the void ground, his face showing a strange expression—with the joy of surviving a disaster, the fear and unwillingness facing death, yet more of confusion and doubt.

But now is clearly not a good time to be in a daze, because that dragon in the void has already turned its massive body. The tangible, terrifying dragon's might once again enveloped Chu Ge entirely.

Unwillingness, joy, fear, confusion, doubt... various expressions intertwined on Chu Ge's face. He inhaled sharply, and lightly, slowly clenched his fists.