Writer's Empty Collection
It's better to let the demons in you grow! That is not a path to greatness for youβNietzsche
The child was born somewhere no one knows.
He was an outcast.
The villagers picked him up, and a bachelor gave him a name - Wang Hongjie.
It should have been a very happy story and a very happy life.
Unfortunately, he is a schizophrenic.
What is even more regrettable is that the Dock Village is backward and ignorant, and the schizophrenic is regarded as a sign that the evil spirit is leaning over.
So the boy was locked up, and he worked with the deep darkness every day, and in most cases the sunlight he could see was only the moment when the food delivery man opened the cellar door.
Originally, the boy thought that this was very good, the closest person around him was himself, he would never abandon himself, and he would always be his closest friend.
But soon he discovered the violentness of this personality.
He was bloodthirsty, he was cruel, he would cruelly rip off the wings of the birds Ben had caught, and when he saw a frog, he would grin and disembowel.
Good does not belong to him, evil and darkness are his destination.
The cowardly and kind boy begins to fear this friend by his side.
Until one day, Wang Hongjie fell in love with a girl.
Her name is - Elaine Lee.
The two seem to be as high as a white cloud, without a hint of tackiness; The other is daily in the company of darkness and abuse, like dust on the ground.
It's a pity that people always like to hold unrealistic fantasies in their hearts, saying that they will get it one day, but they are never willing to take action to chase it, even if it is just to try.
Wang Hongjie is obviously such a person.
His cowardly personality made him dare not look at her even once, and every day he just looked at her from a distance, and then quickly looked away like a thief, not daring to look at her again.
He often felt hatred, but this hatred was not hatred of his own incompetence, but hatred of the injustice of the world, hatred of the indifference of the villagers, and even ...... Hate the girl herself.
The birth of malice is always wonderful, he throws all his tragedies on others, and throws them clean, like ants.
This hatred is not reflected in the main personality, he still sneaks a glance at the girl every day when he goes out for activities, and then runs away.
In the end, he could only fantasize about all the stories he had with that girl, about the day he would gain some magical power in the legend, about confessing to her like a hero, about the beautiful life with her after that.
And unfortunately, the gap in the empty world after the fantasy is enough to drive anyone crazy.
Finally, one day, the girl was going to live in the city, and a huge blow irritated his nerves, and his personality was overwhelmed by the blow, and the bloodthirsty sub-personality was awakened.
Instead of crying and complaining, he picked up an axe and followed the girl to the station.
The axe slashed down again and again, and the red blood soaked the surrounding grass, and the girl's beautiful face was covered with blood at the moment, but it added a little strange beauty in vain.
He dug out Li Xiaolan's heart, and his bloodthirsty and tyrannical character was satisfied to the greatest extent.
I've finally got your heart.
As for what happened after that, no one knows how he escaped, how he settled in the city, and how he was deliberately trained to be a killer.
But a note explains everything in it:
Hello, writer
The meaning can only be understood by Wen Yifan.
So ten years later, Wang Hongjie has long forgotten everything that had been, and under the influence of his subpersonality, he even ignored the heart soaked in formalin.
The deputy personality regards that heart as Elaine herself, and for this reason he does not hesitate to fantasize about himself and Elaine Lee.
A third personality named Elaine Lee was born.
With the awakening of Lee's personality, the balance between the two is gradually broken.
And the last thing that happened was the beginning of everything.
That heart...... It's starting to get corrupt......
Perhaps due to the sealing, the effect of formalin gradually faded, and the heart began to decay in different senses.
The deputy panicked.
Eventually, when the heart completely emitted a disgusting smell, Elaine Lee's personality was completely independent, and she was no longer controlled by the sub-personality, and even mistakenly thought that she was the real Elaine Lee.
Then, due to a physical reason in the public office, the signs of the existence of the sub-personality were noticed by Li Xiaolan, who had an independent consciousness, she decided to call the police, and the arrival of the police completely touched the last nerve of the sub-personality, and he left the note in order to prove his love for Li Xiaolan, and then began a series of brutal murders.
He wants to find a perfect heart and turn it into Elaine Lee again.
The memories of each scene gradually flashed back under Wen Yifan's deliberate guidance, and the three personalities were constantly switching, constantly completing their memories......
ββ¦β¦ In a hurry, I knocked over a table and fell hard......"
ββ¦β¦ There are a few bruises on that person's calf, do you think it's a mental disorder caused by domestic violence......"
Now it seems that he must have been injured by the fall at that time......
Completion ......
ββ¦β¦ I'll just say he's a little abnormal! How can a normal person dress like this......"
ββ¦β¦ In the whole bar, he is the most prominent, he is very strong, and it turns out that he is a ......."
ββ¦β¦ Miss screamed, what an awkward ......"
ββ¦β¦ I just remember getting up mechanically and walking mechanically to the outside of the police station......"
ββ¦β¦ Without noticing at all, there was an equally emaciated man opposite him who had also come to provide clues......"
At that time, in the eyes of others, he may have been a pervert with a transvestite! As a burly man, he wears women's clothes.
And the position of the police station at that time was just a mirror.
Completion ......
ββ¦β¦ The light of the mobile phone appeared, and it recorded the '9.23' ...... symbolizing the date"
ββ¦β¦ The trembling hands pressed the number "110" again and again, but deleted it again and again......"
ββ¦β¦ First of all, today is September 25th, not September 24th......"
At that time, it should have been the evening of the 24th, and after Wang Hongjie's owner gave up calling the police when he returned home, he suddenly exchanged his personality with Li Xiaolan, and only then did he call the police for the second time......
Before that, the deputy personality had tried to create a second murder of the police, but unfortunately on that day, he met Wen Yifan, who was also a killer, and was finally forced to retreat.
So there was a mistake for the day.
In order to arouse Lee's fear, the strong will generated by the sub-personality inadvertently affects her memory, causing the date to be artificially moved forward by one day, which leads to the confusion of the three personalities' memory of the date.
Eventually, Li Xiaolan found Wang Hongjie and fled with him to the couple's former hometown, Wharf Village, Baicheng County, where the deputy was overjoyed and attacked Li Xiaolan and kidnapped her to the cellar where she had been imprisoned.
And the physical evidence left in the so-called Li Xiaolan's house is nothing more than the tools of the crime that he himself failed to deal with - an axe and a sharp knife.
If anyone followed him, it would have been found that he had put the two murder weapons in his bag, except for his home, and it was not long before he returned to the house again, hiding the axe and knife in his own home.
Finally, the memories and consciousness of the three personalities were unified, and everything was completed.
"It's all ...... Do you remember it all? Wen Yifan straightened his hair set, and the fluffy middle had already turned into a neat back, "So now, who is the person who is talking to me?" β
But he didn't speak, just stared at the operating lamp stupidly.
He lost all sanity.
"Sure enough, I thought it should be you," Wen Yifan sneered, "Wang Hongjie, do you know where your mistakes are?" β
"Self-deception," Wen Yifan wiped the scalpel with a glasses cloth, "There are three personalities in your heart, and they constitute your own personality or memory. β
"You've been deceiving yourself since the moment you killed Lee, and if we go back to when you were young, we can find that you're still deceiving yourself."
"The pursuit of beauty is indeed a happy thing, and the paranoia formed by self-deception that loves beauty but does not want to chase it is the best emotion to awaken malice."
"From digging out Li Xiaolan's heart as an illusion of her life with herself, to finally taking the road of madness in order to maintain this illusion of your own imagination, you have been deceiving yourself, and even after I stopped your actions that day, you were able to deceive yourself in the real sense, and you didn't even see through this deception you laid by yourself, in a sense, you can be regarded as a genius."
"Our body is like a huge set, and each element of these sets is a separate subset, and there are more subsets in the subsets, endlessly, which forms the whole network of human relationships around us," the scalpel was rubbed extremely smooth by him, and the blade flashed with a cold light, "and you, there are three sets merged together in this body, and they are juxtaposed with each other, which causes the three sets to constantly influence each other. The resulting chaos constantly disrupts its own intricate subset, making it possible for the person concerned to fall into disorder at any time, which is what we call schizophrenia. β
"But there is a way that can perfectly solve this situation, and that is ......" Wen Yifan grabbed the scalpel between the two fingers of his left hand and slowly raised it, "That is, acknowledging the difference between 'self' and 'he', seeking common ground while reserving differences, and merging the two into a larger set, this is the perfect healing." β
"It's a pity that you have given up on admitting this lie that you have created, and the collection formed by deception will eventually turn into an empty set and disappear," leaning closer to his ear, Wen Yifan smiled again, "However, I can help you take it apart, physically." β
The knife fell, a few red waves appeared, and a tear was left down his cheek, and with a "click", it was gone......
The cellar was busy again.