Chapter 325: If You Don't Go to Hell, Why Hope for Heaven (2)
Shangguan Hang's fingers rubbed on the teacup, Huiyan City in October had entered the bitter cold, and the temperature of the hot tea through the wall of the cup was just right to keep warm. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
"Bao'er, there's nothing wrong with your heart-to-heartedness, and there's nothing wrong with your honesty, but the fault is that he is Mu Xi."
Under Shangguan Hang's repeated emphasis, as if seeing the moon through the clouds, Rat Bao finally had an epiphany.
Shangguan Hang is right, he is no one else, he is Mu Xi.
Ordinary people can indeed express themselves sincerely so that both parties can understand each other better, but he can't, he can accept hypocritical and sweet lies, but he can't accept the actual and cruel truth, because ...... He is Mu Xi.
It is true that ordinary people can joke after a quarrel so as not to hurt their feelings in a too cold and hard atmosphere, but he can't, his emotional buffer takes ten or a hundred times longer than others, because ...... He is Mu Xi.
Mu Xi is such a child who grew up in prison, he has not received a basic orthodox education, no matter whether the "benevolence, truth, goodness and beauty" taught in the school is useful or not, at least each of us has listened to more than ten years of nonsense, and has been brainwashed to a greater or lesser extent, but he has not even heard nonsense.
Therefore, Mu Xi is Mu Xi, and he is different from any of us.
His living environment, his way of being taught, doomed him to become only a ......
"Do you know Mania?" Shangguan Hang asked suddenly.
Rat Bao quickly gathered his mind and nodded: "Mania, a kind of mental ...... Wait, you're saying Mu Xi suffers from mania?? ”
"Take it." Shangguan Hang handed the teacup to Rat Bao, walked to the medical record cabinet and flipped through it, "I remember that it was five years ago, when I encountered that incident not long after I entered this prison to work...... By the way, this is it. ”
Shangguan Hang pulled out an old medical record sealed in dust from the bottom of the filing cabinet.
"Look at it, this is his diagnosis and treatment record back then, if I remember correctly, Mu Xi should have been only twelve years old at the time of the incident, and he ......" Shangguan Hang gestured with his hand in mid-air and said, "So tall." ”
Rat Bao couldn't help but smile when he saw the height of Shangguan Hang's comparison, yes, that tall stinky boy also had very small and cute times.
But when he opened the medical record, the corners of Rat Bao's curved mouth were instantly flattened, and his face became more and more heavy.
Looking at the past at a glance, Rat Bao said angrily: "Are they still human?!" How can such a thing be done!! ”
"At that time, Yanbei Prison was not what you see now, male and female prisoners were imprisoned separately, unless some special people asked for it, otherwise everyone basically had no chance to visit the door. But people always have physiological needs, and when they really want to, they don't let go of sex, let alone a ...... Such a good-looking boy. Shangguan Hang said lightly, some things, after watching too much, they will become numb.
Rat Bao was silent, yes, what's so surprising about this, isn't it the same in the outside world now?
Heaven and earth are unkind, and all things are used as dogs.
So the strong bully the weak - this is the way of heaven!
If you don't want to be humiliated, there is only one way to go - become stronger! Get stronger! Get stronger!
Obviously, Mu Xi embarked on this road, so there is today's King of the South.
But as Rat Bao continued to look down, her eyes widened suddenly, and she exclaimed, "This ...... This is? ”
Shangguan Hang knew what she was surprised about, and explained: "We have investigated, there is no such person in the prison at all, and according to those male prisoners who wanted to use force on Mu Xi, there was no third person at that time, but Mu Xi suddenly went crazy and knocked them down. ”
Rat Bao raised his head in a daze and looked directly at Shangguan Hangdao: "In other words, the man Mu Xi thought could protect him, help him, and teach him didn't exist at all, all of this was his hallucination?" ”
Shangguan Hang nodded and said, "Strictly speaking, you should call it hallucinatory paranoia." ”
Rat Bao frowned, manic and paranoid, no wonder Liao Yangcheng would say that his brain was not normal.
"But the problem is that he has really become stronger!" Rat Bao said.
If the man who taught Mu Xi didn't exist, then where did his kung fu come from?
Shangguan Hang Zhengse said: "This is exactly what I have been puzzled about for a few years, the strangeness of this matter is far more than that, Mu Xi has absolutely not learned cultural knowledge before, but since the appearance of this 'person', he has been able to read simply, and in the past year, he has even learned to type because of online games." ”
Rat Bao understands what Shangguan Hang means, the scenery or characters that appear in general hallucinatory paranoia are subjectively fabricated by individuals, and their source is the subject's own knowledge and experience.
But the problem now is that Mu Xi lacks both, he never knew how to read before, and he definitely didn't know how to practice martial arts, so how did he imagine all this?
Shangguan Hang saw Rat Bao's frowning brows and a tangled expression, walked over and took away the medical record book, and chuckled: "Don't think about it, his case was also consulted by several psychiatric experts at that time, and no one could say why." ”
Rat Bao bowed his head slightly, and his fingers habitually crossed the tip of his left eye and eyebrows, avoiding the eye with Shangguan Hang.
Shangguan Hang didn't know the reason for this situation, but she guessed it.
Rat Bao still remembers that every time he was in a critical moment, something in his body would suddenly be opened, and then something would appear in his mind.
Manqing, the vixen called this feeling - breaking the seal.
And if we put it in a more scientific way of saying - opening the gene lock.
So...... Mu Xi is also a supernatural person???
The picture of Mu Xi, who was already a murderous person, flashed in his mind and then had the ability.
“……”
Rat Bao stretched out his hand and pressed his temples one by one, his head hurting!!
Shangguan Hang glanced down at the rat treasure that could reach the duck-like head-hugging method, and the smile in his eyes grew: "That's why you said yesterday that you wanted Mu Xi to quit drugs, so I said that he couldn't quit." You and I both know how strong willpower it takes to quit drugs, and that's exactly what Mu Xi lacks. ”
Rat Bao smiled bitterly, Mu Xi, who suffers from two mental illnesses of mania and paranoia, can't even control his emotions and psychology, how can he talk about drug rehabilitation?
And with the containment of drugs, he can't do without Yanbei Prison for the rest of his life.
Although this boy is only seventeen years old, his life can already see the end.
"Wait!" Rat Bao's gaze was fixed on the medical record.
The blue plastic shell of the medical record book is filled in with the basic information of the patient in black and white paper, due to the age, the white paper is yellowed, and the handwriting is also a little blurred, but it can still be recognized that it is three words-
Mu Zhixi.
‘…… Nanwang Mu Xi was originally named Mu Zhixi, and later changed his name to Mu Xi......
Only then did Rat Bao remember what Sister Chang had said, Mu Zhixi, Mu Xi, although there is only one word missing, but ......
"A name is a unique sign of a person, a symbol that distinguishes it from others. Master, you say that if a person can't even face his own name, then he is still the same person he used to be? ”
Shangguan Hang was suddenly dumbfounded by Rat Bao's brain hole, "You, what do you mean?" ”
The curvature of Rat Bao's eyes suddenly pulled up, revealing a cold color that was different from before.
"Is this person standing in front of us now the real Mu Zhixi?"
"Or ...... A walking corpse who is clearly dead in his heart but fabricates a living lie. ”