177. Remember only the results

Dreams are a manifestation of the mind space, and there is a precedent that he can escape into my mind space and see everything as long as he is awake, so the dream just now was peeped into by him, and then the words he said before leaving were referring to me.

Meaning...... Am I that girl?

When I draw a shadow in a dream, I actually go into my own vision and look at a past image. But...... After a pause, I couldn't go down, I had dreamed of my childhood scene in that first stupor, who can guarantee that this time it wasn't? And that time I still saw myself from the perspective of others, and I had the same eyes as the girl; This time, it is directly substituting into his own vision, but there are two different kinds of thinking: the past and the present.

Gao Cheng in the dream painting is a youthful appearance, and his temperament is completely different from now, and in reality, after his sanity is destroyed, he is back to the age of seventeen, will the reality be in line with the dream, I painted the shadow of the two years when he was sixteen to eighteen years old under the dark psychological shadow?

When I contacted what he had just said before leaving, a thought came out of my heart.

If the girl was me, would the person he had said lead him out of the two years of the show...... That's me? I remember asking him at that time why the man left, but he didn't answer with an indifferent look in his eyes and a cold breath.

But if it was me, then why didn't he recognize me when he saw me?

Touching his cheek with his hand, he secretly speculated: Is my appearance changed too much in the past ten years? No, if Gao Cheng in his dream is sixteen or seventeen years old, his height looks at least one meter and seventy, then I can fight him, it is impossible to be a child, the age is equivalent to at least thirteen or fourteen years old, at this age the person's appearance has almost grown, even if the appearance and silhouette will not change much as he grows older, only the temperament will change.

With Gao Cheng's keen observation, how could he not recognize me as the person?

Am I being tolerated? But Xu Jianglun personally told me that he had not used a knife on his body, and he even asked me to touch his plastic face, which looked no different on the outside, but I could feel that the elasticity was not as good as normal skin when I touched my fingers.

Since the plastic surgery can be ruled out, what other reason would make Gao Cheng not recognize me? He was pretending to be before, but he recognized me a long time ago? Not like. Even though I had been deceived by him, I still thought that he was mentioning that person, the only time he showed his true emotions, and if I had known it was me, I would never have reacted like that.

This possibility is ruled out again, and there is only one thing left: I am not her.

But the fox is still suspicious in my heart, since I am not her, Gao Cheng said just now that I will cry sadly, because after sunrise is to give up, this means that the meaning is too strong.

I stared at the cave, I didn't want to have a pimple with him, and the only way to resolve my doubts was to take the initiative to find him.

I was also used to being spoiled by him, and my left leg was faintly painful when I walked back alone, which made me feel aggrieved. Walking back into the cave without looking for him, I saw him lying there with the back of his right hand on his eye. Sitting beside him in silence, I could still feel the coldness emanating from him. After a while, seeing that he didn't mean to speak, I had to take the initiative to ask: "Am I the person you met that year?" ”

He moved his right hand up to his forehead, but asked, "What year?" ”

I looked at him, "You're between sixteen and eighteen. "Where do I know what year it is? No, it should be where to remember.

"Seventeen." He spat out three words and admitted this fact.

I hesitated for a moment, then asked, "Have you met anyone else besides me?" ”

He narrowed his eyes dangerously, "What do you mean?" This expression was a little intimidating, and I explained it bluntly: "You once said that someone took you out of the psychological dark period, but then left. I would like to confirm ......"

Before he finished speaking, he cut it off: "Isn't that you?" ”

Blocked my back words at once, is it really me? But, "Why don't you recognize me?" ”

He turned his gaze away, his chest heaving, and his tone was serious and suspiciously aggrieved: "I don't know." Before that, I didn't remember this past, but after seeing it from your dream space, many images came back to my mind. ”

His heart skipped a beat, did he remember it all? I subconsciously feared such a possibility, and I didn't want to go back to the past, preferring that he was half awake and half confused. I vaguely felt that once he changed back to his original state, the peace and tranquility of this moment would be broken, and some things would not go back.

The thought flickered for a short time and immediately became obsessed, afraid that he would come to peep into my thinking space again when he was silent. On the other hand, he seemed to be thoughtful, and didn't come to see me, and only listened to him speak after a moment: "It seems that I am really confused with time and space, the person in your image is arrogant, domineering, impetuous, and does not know how to be restrained at all, it is really not like me, but it is really me." Because since you led me to reminisce about the past, I have a memory of the extremes of sixteen or seventeen years old in my mind, and there was no external disturbance at that time, and I lived recklessly until I ......"

He paused, stared at me with a cold gaze, "Do you know when I changed those?" ”

I didn't dare to look at him directly, but the meaning was clear. I saw the corners of his lips raise a lonely arc: "It's since someone said that I hope I can only be myself forever, regardless of other people's worldly eyes, whether arrogant or domineering, it is Chu Gaocheng that she likes, but the next day when I was leaning against each other to watch the sunrise, I was not prepared to press the nerve acupuncture points behind my ears to make me faint, and since then the world has evaporated." After that, I made a mental suggestion to myself: just remember the result, forget the process, and change everything she liked. ”

My heart is shocked, and the reason is here!

It's no wonder that Gao Cheng didn't recognize me when he saw me again as an adult, because he gave himself a psychological hint. It is equivalent to saying that the memories of his two years of psychological darkness were sealed by him, and only the final result was kept in his mind, not to miss it, but to remind him to remember the pain of being deceived.

Knowing the result, I still heard myself asking, "Is that person me?" ”

"The same eyes, the same mouth and nose, the same face, who else do you say? Except that it used to be short hair, now it is long hair. ”

Confused and uneasy, I muttered, "I don't remember." "I really don't remember why I did that, since I should have spent a long time together, and I won't be as tense as when I first met, maybe even ...... I fell in love with him then, so why did I hurt him in such a way without saying goodbye?

Gao Cheng sulked all day and ignored me, didn't move, just lay in the hole. I racked my brains and didn't know how to make him happy, so I had to go to the edge of the forest alone to find the mushrooms he picked yesterday.

The harvest was abundant, but I couldn't tell which mushrooms were edible and which were poisonous. But it also gives me an excuse to annoy someone. Walking into the cave to see that Gao Cheng was still lying in the same place and had not moved, and he didn't know whether he was really asleep or pretending to sleep, and as soon as he approached, he heard him speak in a bad tone: "Stay away from me, don't bother me." ”

I bit my lip and turned around, but I didn't take a step, and whispered weakly: "I just went to pick a bunch of mushrooms, and I don't know if they are poisonous or not, I'll wait to wash them and throw them in the pot to cook." After waiting for a while and seeing no response, I couldn't help but be deflated, and I was about to consciously go out to pick mushrooms, admitting that I deliberately mixed all kinds of mushrooms together when picking.

As soon as he raised his foot, he heard a gloomy voice behind him: "Do you want to poison me?" ”

Well, I turned around and shook my head firmly, "Not at all." ”

"Bring it." After a cold snort, I saw that he finally sat up, and I immediately stepped forward with the basket he had woven with wicker. He unceremoniously poured the bottom of the small half basket of mushrooms on the ground, and casually picked it up with his fingers, almost half of it was picked out, with a look of disgust: "The rest of the land is thrown away, and you will foam at the mouth and roll on the ground after eating the bag." ”

I nodded, picked up the mushrooms scattered on the ground one by one, and couldn't help but raise the corners of my mouth slightly as I turned around. When the mushroom soup was ready, I went to call him, and although his face was stinky, he walked out with him. I handed over a bowl, but he didn't take it, and looked at me coldly: "Did you put that poisonous mushroom in it?" ”

His heart was stagnant, and a wave of annoyance surged up, so he flipped his wrist and brought the bowl of mushroom soup directly to his mouth, and drank it from the mouth of the bowl. A bowl of bottoms, without raising his head, asked: "Do I don't even have a little trust in you?" ”

His hands were empty, and under his nose, he personally held his hands and scooped the soup, and then brought it to his lips and sipped it lightly, without saying a word.

The two of them silently drank all the soup and ate the rest of the mushrooms, although they were light because they were saltless, at least they still had the umami taste of mushrooms. And because of the environment, we basically eat this meal a day, so these foods are our only energy supply.

It seemed like peace had been restored to Gao Cheng, and it was like a curtain in between, and he would always look at me thoughtfully. And I will also take advantage of his absence, try all kinds of ways to remember that experience, not in the past, at least let me understand why I did that to Gao Cheng, but even if I draw a shadow, I can't draw any images of the past. It's as if something is settled in the depths, untouchable and untouchable, and its appearance can't help but wait.

The waiting time can be a moment or a lifetime.

I'm really mentally prepared for this life to be like this, at first I will be entangled in who I am, by this time there are no so many knots, who is no longer important, if life is segmented, then my life started two years ago, at least the two years I became Xia Zhu are real memories, not added to me by others. <