Chapter Eighty-Five: The Dead Are Gone, and the Living Are Like Us
"Hot water, be careful."
Xing Yi put the paper cup in front of her, and at this time, the woman who should be called Huang Anqi.
"Thank you." Huang Anqi cautiously reached out to hold the water glass, and raised a smile at him in gratitude.
"Where is this?"
At this moment, Huang Anqi's eyes were still flashing with fear.
"Do you remember what happened before?"
Huang Anqi looked at him and shook his head.
"And what do you remember?"
Xing Yi stopped asking and looked at her quietly.
"I, I seem to have slept for a long time" Huang Anqi said softly, taking a sip of hot water, "I still remember, my father punished me for kneeling outside, I just felt so tired and tired, and then I fell asleep, and I don't remember anything else."
Xing Yi's heart sank slightly, through her previous fragmentary description, her personality memory should still be stuck at the age of seven, that is to say, when she was seven years old, her personality began to split because of some big stimuli, so that the personality "Zhuo Tianman", who was diametrically opposed to her cowardly personality, lived instead of her.
"You've got amnesia." Xing Yi smiled at her, "I'm here to help you recover your memory." ”
"Recover your memory?" Huang Anqi recalled, as if she suddenly remembered something, her eyes flashed with surprise, and her mouth pouted and cried again.
"Brother, I'm not seeing a doctor anymore, can you send me home?"
"What's wrong?" Xing Yi raised his eyebrows slightly.
"I haven't come home for so long, Dad must be angry" Huang Anqi pursed her mouth and rubbed her arm unconsciously, "Dad will whip me with a long rattan when he is angry"
Her words were interrupted by a knock on the door, and she shuddered involuntarily at the sight of the person who entered.
The person who came was Zhou Hao, and the one who followed him in was Cui Cheng, who was pressed by two police officers.
It stands to reason that in order to avoid collusion between the suspects, the suspects and the suspects cannot meet. Although Zhou Hao didn't quite understand Xing Yi's intentions, he still did as he said.
"Sit down!"
Zhou Hao's hand was forced, and Cui Cheng sat down opposite her.
Huang Anqi looked at Cui Cheng, and Cui Cheng looked back at her.
But the meaning in the eyes of the two was different.
Huang Anqi seemed to have a strange and frightened look, and Cui Cheng also noticed that something was wrong with the woman in front of him, and repeatedly showed puzzled eyes.
"Do you still recognize him?"
Xing Yi stood at the table and looked at the two of them with lowered eyes.
"He" Huang Anqi lowered his head and only raised a pair of eyes, carefully observing the man opposite, and then shook his head for a while.
Seeing that Zhuo Tianman didn't know him at all, Cui Cheng's eyes froze.
"What's wrong with her?" Cui Cheng asked stupidly.
"I've been stimulated a bit, and it seems to be amnesia." Xing Yi replied like this, and turned to Huang Anqi and asked, "He said that he kidnapped you, do you remember?" ”
"I don't remember," Huang Anqi shook her head in fear.
"You forgot, did you really forget?" Cui Cheng suddenly looked excited. Although he knew that maybe Zhuo Tianman didn't remember better. But in her heart, she didn't want her to forget him completely.
Zhou Hao, who was on the side, saw that Cui Cheng's behavior was a little nervous, and was about to step forward to stop it, but was stopped by Xing Yi beside him.
"I kidnapped you" Cui Cheng stood up excitedly, "Don't you remember anything about what happened between us?!" ”
"I, I," Huang Anqi shook her head in confusion.
"You really don't remember?!" Cui Cheng angrily slammed the table. If she doesn't remember him, what's the point of what he's doing?
"Be serious!"
Zhou Hao let out an angry sound, and the police officer next to Cui Cheng waved his baton and hit him in the stomach.
Seeing Cui Cheng's painful frown, Huang Anqi covered his eyes.
Xing Yi looked at the two with heavy eyes, Zhou Hao received the signal and then took Cui Cheng away.
"Who the hell is that guy?"
Huang Anqi looked at Cui Cheng's back in a daze.
"You may not remember anything, but would you like to hear from me?"
"Hmm." Maybe it was all his doubts, Huang Anqi nodded without thinking too much.
Xing Yi picked up a vertical mirror and placed it on the table, and then slowly turned the mirror to her.
Huang Anqi looked at the strange woman in the mirror, and her expression gradually became stunned. She stared blankly at herself in the mirror, and raised her hand to cover her face in a trance.
"Is this me?"
Huang Anqi, who was seven years old, did not know that she had become a woman over 30 years old.
"No, it's not me!" Huang Anqi pushed away the mirror with one hand in a panic and shrunk herself into a ball.
Xing Yi calmly looked at her indifferent madness, picked up the knocked down mirror from the ground and laid it flat on the table in front of her.
"Angel, you're sick." He said patiently, "A disease that puts you to sleep." ”
Xing Yi's voice carried a bewildering and focused charm, and Huang Anqi gradually calmed down from his shock and looked at him blankly.
"Because you're sick, you can't remember anything you've done. Even forgot about a very important person. ”
"Very important person" Huang Anqi unconsciously glanced at herself in the mirror, and her eyes gradually drifted.
"A man who loves you very much and is willing to carry all the mistakes for you"
Step by step, he led her into the vortex of his words.
"Shouldn't you think about how to repay him for his affection? Zhuo Tianman. He lowered his voice and called out another name.
Huang Anqi suddenly stopped talking, and suddenly looked at the hollow in front of her in front of her in a daze, and in the next second, a cold female voice echoed in the interrogation room.
"Repay? I never owed him anything. ”
"Zhuo Tianman, you are finally willing to appear." Xing Yi's fingers were interlocked, and his thin lips raised slightly with a touch of deep meaning.
"It seems that you already know my secret......" Zhuo Tianman narrowed his eyes slightly and looked at him coldly.
"You are Huang Anqi and Zhuo Tianman." He looked at her coldly.
"It's a pity, even if you know it's useless." She smiled coldly, "Huang Anqi doesn't know Zhuo Tianman, but Zhuo Tianman knows Huang Anqi, do you know what this means?" ”
“”
Before she could finish speaking, her eyes darkened.
He silently watched her change her personality, and Zhuo Tianman, who was sitting in front of him, changed back into Huang Anqi.
For now, it is necessary to find a new source of stimulation, a radical stimulation.
And this source of thorough stimulation is the source of her split personality, which is inseparable from her original family.
"Are you awake?"
"Uh-huh?" Huang Anqi came back to her senses, "Did I fall asleep again just now?" ”
Xing Yi smiled and didn't answer, and changed the question instead,
"Do you remember how your mother died?"
Huang Anqi was slightly stunned, first nodded and then shook his head.
"It was my father and grandmother who killed my mother, and they secretly buried my mother." Huang Anqi said, mourning appeared on her face.
"Mom, doesn't she have a family?" Xing Yi looked at her.
"Mom didn't, Mom, only my dad said she was a sow bought for thousands of dollars."
It is hard to imagine how she grew up in such a deformed family.
"And do you remember where your home is?"
When it comes to "home", Huang Anqi shakes her head like a rattle.
"Dad said you can't tell anyone about my home, you can't," she muttered.
"Don't you want to go back and see your mother?"
"I" Huang Anqi lowered her head.
"Shall I take you home?"
"Coming Home"
She looked at him and finally nodded hesitantly.
In order to get the woman to confess, Zhou Hao finally compromised and agreed that he would take the extremely dangerous woman away from the police station.
According to Xing Yi's meaning, he took a few young and strong police officers and drove behind them.
Xing Yi drove, listened to Huang Anqi's verbal navigation on his side, and finally came to the destination, a village 50 kilometers away from the city.
The village is deprived of land and water resources, and all that remains is a dilapidated house made of bricks and earth.
According to the nearby villagers, it became ** as early as five years ago, almost uninhabited, as long as there is a little money in hand, the villagers will move out of the village.
He followed Huang Anqi all the way through the path to a messy yard, in the yard was the familiar banyan tree, but the original dilapidated house had become even more dilapidated after decades of wind and rain.
The sky was dreary and gloomy.
"A whole decade."
Her tone was rather calm.
Xing Yi glanced at her sideways, and he knew that it was Zhuo Tianman who was standing there now.
In fact, the person who wanted to go home was not Huang Anqi but Zhuo Tianman. It was Zhuo Tianman, who was a sub-personality, who sent a signal to the owner Huang Anqi, Zhuo Tianman did not have the courage to make the choice to go home, but hid behind Huang Anqi and shouted to go home like a little girl.
"I've lived a miserable life here for ten years." She stepped open the dilapidated fence door and stepped into the yard.
"The first thing I did when I left here was to change my name."
She walked step by step to the big banyan tree in the yard, and looked up at the withered branches, the banyan tree was no longer as dense as it used to be.
Inside the broken house, there were several sounds of bed collapse.
"Who?"
The old man's cough was mixed with the sound of crutches hitting the ground from far and near.
Zhuo Tianman suddenly froze in place.
"Who?" An old lady slowly walked out of the room, "Who are you?" How is it in my yard? ”
"Grandma."
Zhuo Tianman looked at her, and there were ripples in his eyes.
"You are," the old woman looked at her for a moment, her crutche-clad hand trembling with her body, "Are you Angel?" She said word by word.
"Yes, I'm back grandma." Zhuo Tianman looked at the old woman coldly, and his tone did not carry a trace of emotion.
"I came to see you for the last time, I really didn't expect you to live here in poverty for decades. What about Dad? She glanced into the room.
The old woman was too old to care about her granddaughter's disrespectful tone towards her, and just said very calmly,
"Don't you know, your father died, and half a year after you left, he fell into the water and drowned"
The cold autumn breeze blows through the yard and rolls up the fallen leaves.
"Dead? …… Hahahaha, dead"
Her crazy laughter was swept into the air with the wind,
"Do you hear that? She said my dad was dead! Hahahaha! ”
Zhou Hao heard the woman's laughter from a distance, and pushed the courtyard into the courtyard and walked to Xing Yi's side in surprise.
"What's wrong with her?"
Xing Yi just looked at the woman and was silent.
"You, you hahahaha," Zhuo Tianman laughed and pointed at the old woman, "You also have such times?" One is old enough to die, and the other is short-lived, hahahaha! ”
She was laughing, suddenly bent down, and broke down and cried in the next second,
"How can he die? I haven't sanctioned him with my own hands, how could he die so easily?! ”
The old woman sighed slightly, turned and went into the room, closing the tattered door.
"When the hell is she going to confess?" Zhou Hao strained his face and looked at her coldly.
"Wait." Xing Yi is quite patient.
Zhuo Tianman slowly stopped crying, was silent for a while, and walked out of the house.
"Where else is she going?"
"Go along." Xing Yi is still light and light.
The group followed her over a small hill and stopped in front of a small mound.
After Zhuo Tianman knelt down, they knew that the small mound in front of them, which did not have any tombstones or even wooden planks for engraving, was the grave of Zhuo Tianman's mother.
"Mom, I miss you so much, I have a lot to say to you"
She spoke slowly, and suddenly the clouds in the sky opened and the sun brightened, and the sun shone on the earth, on her defenseless face, and she no longer felt the burning pain.
In fact, she has no skin disease at all. Everything was an illusion in her heart. She just used skin diseases to cover up her sick craving for blood.
It is said that the hardest thing in life is to let go. And when all the past has been powerless to disperse with the wind.
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