Introduction one
For some people, "promise" may be a casual remark, such as, "We'll see you at eight o'clock tonight." "This is also a kind of convention. However, before the agreed time, a phone call came and said, "I'm sorry, I have something to do temporarily, I may not be able to come." "This is a breach of the original agreement.
Or when it came to the agreed time, but the person didn't come, and there was no message to notify him, so he broke the appointment in a grand manner.
These things may have become commonplace on this earth.
Every moment of every day, someone breaks their promise.
Because the agreement is not worth much to them, maybe it is a casual sentence that comes out every day, and now the vast majority of people don't pay much attention to the things agreed upon, and it is not a big deal if they miss the appointment in their hearts.
However, there are still people in this world who will regard "agreement" as a very important thing, and some people may be so important that they will not hesitate to lose their livesγγγγγγ
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"Brother Lin, it's okay, let's go to the mountain to catch grasshoppers at five o'clock this afternoon, I'll wait for you at Uncle Mountain God, you must come."
"Don't worry, the man is a man, I won't lie to you."
"Hee-hee, then let's pull the hook, the hook will not change for a hundred years, whoever deceives people is a puppy."
"Woo woo woo~, Brother Lin, why did you lie to Xiao Yao, we said okay, why didn't you come."
"Xiao Yao will always wait for you, because Brother Lin is Xiao Yao's best friend."
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It's 5:20 a.m., and I'm waking up from bed again, without warning, without any reason, but day after day, every day.
I'm almost forgetting when it started, except that every time I sleep, a voice comes to my head: "I'll always be waiting for you." β
And every time I wake up at 5:20, no matter what happens, this strange thing will never change.
At first, I would tell my parents about it, I also went to the hospital, and the doctor prescribed some sleeping pills for me to take, but everything was useless, and when the time came, I still woke up.
The doctor tried many methods, but to no avail, and finally concluded that it might be a psychological problem and suggested that I see a psychiatrist.
My parents were very worried about my state, so they took the initiative to accompany me to see a psychiatrist, and I used many methods for treatment, but only I knew it, and there was no effect, but I found a problem in my body, that is, my memory in the past six months was blank, that is to say, I had selective amnesia not long ago, and my brain forgot the people, things, and things in the past six months.
However, my parents were inexplicably angry and told the doctor that the child himself could not remember many memories when he was a child, and asked the psychiatrist who treated me to focus on my condition and not to say something about what was not.
However, from the day I was twelve years old to this day, I have not been able to recall the memories of the first half of my twelve.
During that time, my parents found me all kinds of doctors, but they were both physical and psychological, which made me a little disgusted with the word doctor, and in the end I had to say that the treatment was very effective, and my illness was completely cured.
My parents were naturally very happy, and I was very happy, but only I knew that this strange "disease" was not good at all.
Every night, at 5:20, I still wake up from my sleep, from the initial panic, fear, to the slow habit because of the passage of time, so that now I am numb...