"You're back!"

The fluttering words made the anger on Zhao Ke's face distort, as if someone had sprinkled a basin of cold water, and quickly cooled down.

He didn't look back quickly.

Because of such a picture, he doesn't know how many times it happened in his dreams.

Every time I look back, what awaits me is nothing more than a darkness that swallows my body and mind into it.

Looking back, I saw either the faces that had been burned to death in the fire, or the cynicism of seven different personalities.

This is also the reason why Zhao Ke had severe insomnia before.

Until I met Wang Na, a psychiatrist.

It is recommended that you try to sleep in a coffin, and this symptom will gradually be relieved.

It's just that this time it's different from the dream, in addition to the golden ball of flesh in front of him, there is an extra emaciated palm in his palm.

The cold palm of the hand does not feel any residual warmth.

Even in the palm of my hand, I feel a little cold and biting, like holding an ice cube.

It's just that such a hand is both familiar and unfamiliar to Zhao Ke.

Zhao Ke plucked up his courage and slowly turned around.

looked at the plain white face in front of him, and his chest breathed, but he quickly calmed down.

Tenderness is like water, the best period is like a dream, and you can endure the return of the Magpie Bridge.

This sentence comes from the Northern Song Dynasty, Qin Guan's "Queqiao Immortal"

It is a picture of a pair of beauties not reuniting.

It's just that Zhao Ke is surprisingly calm, even with the green face in front of him, curved eyebrows, and black and white eyes.

Even the long broken hair on her forehead.

It's all like the face I remember thinking about day and night.

But Zhao Ke's heart, but after a short period of thunder, everything turned into a plain spring rain.

The silence is terrible.

"Why did you bring me here?"

Zhao Ke slowly let go of the palm of the woman in front of him, and his voice no longer seemed to be a thunderbolt like Fang Cai.

Tepid, no mood swings, more like telling about something that doesn't matter to you.

"Rem!"

The round ball of meat behind him called out briskly, ignoring Zhao Ke's meaning, and just walked forward with his body against Zhao Ke.

And the girl in front of her was intimate and naturally hooked her arm to Zhao Ke's arm.

The pink cherry lips under the thin face evoke a faint smile.

i.e. silent, but blissful.

The sunlight shone through the remaining ruins and shone on Zhao Ke's cheeks.

It makes you feel like your whole body is warmed up.

The feet are already covered with thick moss and flowers.

The soles of the feet stepped on as if they were stepping on a luxurious blanket.

Even the air is filled with the scent of grass.

It's just that Zhao Ke couldn't see a trace of joy in his eyes.

Mu Ran's expression is more like a spectator watching from the wall, rather than a party in the hands of a girl.

Without it!

Just because Zhao Ke knows very well that all this is not true.

To say that it is an illusion is to lift up.

If Zhao Ke is willing to uncover this fig leaf, to put it in the roughest truth.

All this is just a sexual immorality of oneself.

Just like those students who lie in bed late at night and study Japanese hard.

After saying goodbye to the teacher with gratitude.

The process of silently throwing the snot-stained paper into the paper basket is no different.

Zhao Ke was very willing in his heart that all this was true.

It's just the tenacity of his mind now.

It's not what it used to be.

Whether it is the white bone view, or the tenacious soul of Zhao Ke now.

All made Zhao Ke maintain absolute sanity in his mind at all times.

Even if Zhao Ke wanted to numb himself, he was roaring wildly in his heart, telling him not to care so much, all this was true.

However, what is false is what is false.

Ironically, he is no longer qualified to deceive himself.

Push open the dusty door.

This was supposed to be the largest church in the orphanage.

can't help but remind Zhao Ke of his memory, the sunlight shines on these colorful glasses, making each side of the glass look fresh and sacred.

Today, however, it is a ruined ruin.

When the sun shines down, it's no longer so sacred, just a little more dusty.

Zhao Ke did not speak.

Not even a wisp of emotion.

It's like a spring breeze, a dream, and I'm just a spectator in this dream.

Let the big pill behind him, and the woman who was conceived by himself in his hand, quietly pull into the main hall.

He doesn't resist, just because he doesn't have too many options.

If the only thing that can touch him is to find a way to leave as soon as possible and leave here forever.

This is the dream land.

In reality, I still have a bunch of troubles waiting for me, and time does not allow me to continue to procrastinate.

"Remember, you'll often sneak some food here. When the grandmothers leave, they secretly retrieve it. ”

The girl's voice is sweet.

Even Zhao Ke has ever heard the best voice.

I saw her say and grope out a gray steamed bun from under the cross.

Zhao Ke remembered that there was a rat hole there.

It was sealed, but it left a hole roughly the size of a palm.

Take out the steamed bun and put it in the palm of Zhao Ke's hand.

Rough and hard steamed buns, in reality, even beggars can't eat things, but they are the most delicious food after Zhao Ke was thrown here.

"You said that when you go out in the future, you will become a pastry chef and make me lots and lots of cakes."

The girl had shallow dimples on her cheeks, and she didn't care at all about Zhao Ke's indifferent expression, and continued to tell.

That was when a couple of foreigners came here to adopt their children.

Brought a cake.

In the reluctant eyes of the grandmothers, everyone was about the size of a baby's fist.

The corners of Zhao Ke's eyes twitched slightly, and he remembered that it was the first time he had tasted sweet.

The girl said, sitting next to Zhao Ke, holding her chin with both hands.

Those smart eyes stared at Zhao Ke firmly.

This is more than ten minutes of watching.

Zhao Ke, who was watching, was also a little uncomfortable, and was about to speak.

saw that the girl suddenly pressed her index finger against the corner of Zhao Ke's lips.

"Don't speak."

The girl didn't seem to have enough of it, so she got closer and looked closer.

Until Zhao Ke was already a little impatient.

The girl sat down again: "Grown up......"

A word that was neither light nor heavy, but it made the suppressed emotions in Zhao Ke's heart about to explode.

Even Zhao Ke's strong sanity suppressed Zhao Ke's emotions.

There is also nothing that makes the bridge of Zhao Ke's nose sour.

A thousand words are not worth the concerned greetings of the girl in front of her.

It's been years, countless dreams.

Even lying in a coffin, before the coffin is covered.

I will also fantasize that I will walk in front of her, even if I do anything, just lie in her arms, and tell the story of my years of life.

On one side is absolute sanity, and on the other side is emotion on the verge of exploding.

Zhao Keqiang endured the haze in the corners of his eyes.

Quietly looking at the girl in front of him, for a moment, he even had an urge to hug her tightly in his heart.

But I was afraid that when I hugged myself, I would wake up from my dream.

The girl also seemed to notice Zhao Ke's mood swings, but she just smiled lightly and didn't continue.

"Follow me!"

Grabbing Zhao Ke's palm, the girl pulled Zhao Ke to the depths.

Walked through the church and through the dilapidated corridors.

The courtyard was full of creepers.

In the sun, Zhao Ke vaguely heard the sound of laughter in his ears.

Looking at the girl holding her palm in front of her, she even had an illusion, as if she had gone back in time and returned to a certain day more than ten years ago.

"Look!"

At this time, the girl suddenly stopped and pointed ahead.

"That's ......"

Zhao Ke's eyes flashed, and his thoughts also woke up from Fang Cai's fantasy.

A huge black hole unfolded in front of him.

Standing in front of a black hole, it seems that the surrounding light and temperature are also swallowed by the black hole.

When Zhao Ke stared at the black hole.

In a trance, I saw that in the black hole, a face exactly the same as myself became clear.

It's just that there is another crazy look on that face.

Seeing Zhao Ke, the shadow seemed to be guided by something, struggling to crawl out of the black hole.

At this time, I saw a girl on the side, and I didn't know where to take out a stick.

The slender figure, not knowing where the power came from, pumped the shadow.

Suddenly, the shadow let out a painful wail and fell back into the dark abyss.

"Here ......"

Zhao Ke's heart was cold.

He remembered that Wang Na had said that his illness had not been cured.

Even when they devoured the six personalities, they told themselves the same.

Without them.

There were many more Zhao Ke, struggling out of his deepest subconscious, and no longer six, but ten, twenty, or even more than he could count.

Under the uninterrupted conversion of Zhao Ke 24 hours a day, there is no way to restore it to his own master's personality.

Until he is truly swallowed up by these chaotic personalities.

It's just that so much time has passed, and Zhao Ke has never regenerated other personalities.

After a long time, Zhao Ke also felt that he might have recovered.

Even the old man said that he had changed a lot.

Until this time, Zhao Ke finally understood that it was not his condition that had recovered.

Instead, there is a woman who is silently beating these damn personalities back into the abyss for herself.

"Let's go, come here, and show you something good."

The girl dropped the stick casually, and with a shallow smile, her eyes were crooked like a crescent moon.

She didn't seem to care about Zhao Ke's surprised look.

Instead, he pulled Zhao Ke affectionately and walked to the door on the side.

An ordinary door.

The girl took a deep breath and reached for the door.

It's just that at this time, Zhao Ke's palm suddenly grabbed the girl's hand.

"I don't want to watch it yet, can you sit down with me and rest?" Zhao Ke's eyes were as clear as a mirror, and his eyes were firmly fixed on the girl in front of him.

"But you're out of time, are you?"

The girl said to the end, her voice trembling.

She knows Zhao Ke's every move very well, and even knows Zhao Ke's current situation.

Even if it was a wisp of fluctuation in Zhao Ke's heart, she could clearly feel it.

As Zhao Ke said, she conceived it herself.

Strictly speaking, she is Zhao Ke's eighth personality.

A personality that is exactly as Zhao Ke imagined, and a demon squeezed in the deepest part of Zhao Ke's heart.

"Hiss~"

A long breath was greedily inhaled into Zhao Ke's lungs, and he closed his eyes slightly and looked at the ceiling that no longer existed above his head.

"I remember that in front of me was the room of the grandmothers, and on the right was the conference room where they traded organs.

Side is ......"

Zhao Ke's voice paused, as if he thought of some bad memories, and after a moment of silence, he continued: "The side is the dissection room, and the right side is the kitchen, but I don't remember that there is a door here!" ”

The girl's eyes widened: "Do you remember?" ”

"Remember! After all, this is the place where I lived, and even hell was my former kennel. ”

Zhao Ke spoke, looking at the door in front of him.

He remembered every plant and tree here, even though it was in ruins.

Although it has been changed in appearance.

But when Zhao Ke approached the door in front of him, a familiar feeling still came to his face.

It's because after devouring the other six personalities, he more or less retains a trace of their feelings.

Therefore, this door should be the door to one's own consciousness at the beginning.

And the price of opening is to be like a jealousy of the personality, to be destroyed and become a sacrifice.

"I'll get out of here, but not in this way."

The two looked at each other, and Zhao Ke turned around and planned to leave here.

"Stop!"

It's just Zhao Ke's words, but the girl's eyes are angry, and Zhao Ke is called out sharply: "How long are you going to imprison me!" ”

Zhao Ke paused.

The girl's face turned pale: "Ten years, twenty years, or until you really lie in the coffin and die under someone else's knife?" ”

Zhao Ke frowned, thought for a while, and said, "You can also replace me at any time." ”

"I don't want to!"

The girl stopped in front of Zhao Ke angrily, her black and white eyes were as sharp as knives.

Zhao Ke couldn't look at it directly, or rather, he was empty-hearted.

Seeing this, crystal tears rolled down the girl's cheeks, and the bitterness under the bleak smile carried deep despair.

"You know very well what I am, a person you made up of.

No! Not even a human being.

I am just a little insignificant sustenance in your heart, but I am hidden in the deepest part of your scales.

At the end of the day, I'm not even as good as an inflatable doll. ”

"Shut up!"

The slender fingers grabbed the girl's throat, Zhao Ke was more like a wounded beast, and his eyes were bloodshot for some time.

As if at any moment he was about to break this woman's throat.

It's just that under the eyes of the two, Zhao Ke gradually let go of his palm.

Standing there in a daze, my mind was also a mess of paste for a while.

The girl also quieted down, and pressed her palm on Zhao Ke's chest, feeling Zhao Ke's heartbeat.

"Put it down, it's been too long, the old man is waiting for you, she's waiting for you, your time is running out."

A soft voice echoes through the empty hallway.

The big meatballs on the side were silent in a low voice.

It's as if everything is still.

"Why, isn't it good to stay?"

Choked sound, and when the girl raised her head, Zhao Keqiang endured the mist in his eyes and raised his head higher.

"No, I just want you better."

The girl stretched out her slender arm and stroked Zhao Ke's cheek, with a thick reluctance in her translucent eyes.

"Live, don't take me with you anymore."

The girl said, her palm back on the doorknob.

With the crisp sound of the doorknob turning, the door in front of me was gradually opened a crack.

Zhao Ke wiped the corners of his eyes with his palm, nodded, and said in a heavy nasal voice: "Hmm!" ”

"Then ...... Good"

The last good word was still in the girl's mouth, but it was never shouted again, and with a wisp of breeze, under a gray fragment, like a blooming dandelion, it disappeared in front of Zhao Ke.

"Sister!"

Zhao Ke shouted with all his strength, his voice echoing in the ruins.

Squatted on the ground in amazement, crying like a big fool.

"Boom ......"

The orphanage, which had become a ruin, gradually turned into a bit of dust.

Dust to dust, the girl is not her, but she is also her.

It's just that it's over.

With a last trace of thought, Zhao Ke's eyes swept over the world that was falling apart in front of him.

Gritted his teeth: "Let's go!" ”