No matter from body to shape, he is far from Yi Feng.

The other party seemed to have an ironic tone: "I never said that I was Yi Feng." ”

He didn't say it, but he used words to guide me to take him as Yi Feng, which is an extremely clever psychological suggestion technique, and then, there was a dream after that. Is it a dream? No, that's ...... Lost memories.

"I guess you have something in mind? Interested in telling me? ”

I lowered my eyes, "Why do you have to wake up those dusty things?" Wouldn't it be nice to just let me just be an ordinary person? ”

"It's not complete. Something is yours, it's not that it doesn't exist, it's always there. Or to be precise, the ordinary you are not you. ”

Plausible words, but I understand.

He added, "Now tell me, who are you?" ”

I paused and looked up, "I'm Xia Zhu." ”

"Really?"

"Yes. Yang Xiaofeng is dead, she was destroyed in that fire, and it is impossible for her to rise from the dead. "I raised my voice, but a voice in my heart whispered: Are you convincing the other person, or are you persuading yourself?

Shen Shen's voice was like a magic voice from hell: "It's not terrible to admit the past, it's terrible to deny the past because of fear, so what is the meaning of your life?" ”

"Don't talk about it."

"Xia Zhu is just an empty identity, are you sure you want to hide in it for the rest of your life?"

"Enough!" The strings in my brain snapped, and I almost roared: "Chu Gaocheng, I've said enough, don't try to reverse my psychology and thinking, I don't want to be led by your nose anymore." ”

Everything fell silent, and the demonic voice was silent. It's just that the stillness of space doesn't mean that my mind is calm, and a lot of chaotic things are running rampant in my brain, dull and dull, and I can't control it.

Finally, the hoarse and ugly voice changed to a familiar one: "Since when did you know it was mine?" ”

"When consciousness dreams are not dreams."

"Oh? When did you realize that? "The shadow is coming down from above and approaching. I found that his head didn't hurt so much because he shifted his mind, so I chose not to resist, let it go, and shifted my mind to face him: "I can't tell when, maybe I never believed that I was in a dream, because there were too many contradictions; It may also be that when I open my eyes here, I see you, and I obviously think that something should have happened, but I don't have a trace of fear in my heart, but I don't want to be left alone in this dark space. Such a feeling is familiar, and the person who can give me a sense of familiarity can never be a kidnapper made up in vain. ”

"Then why not Yi Feng? Or maybe you were familiar with him too. "The long figure has already squatted down in front of me, and the aura of Chu Gaocheng belongs to him surrounds me, and I am smiling, such a strong and domineering and calm, who can do it? What's more, "All my state of mind belongs to Xia Zhu, how can I have a sense of familiarity with a person who may only exist in memory." ”

Including at this moment, I still feel that I am Xia Zhu, not the Yang Xiaofeng that came out of the void.

I can't figure it out, I followed them to find information about Yang Xiaofeng, why I was trapped in a blink of an eye, and the memories belonging to Yang Xiaofeng came out of thin air, and then a voice said: I am her.

There was no helplessness at this moment, and he looked up at the vague silhouette in front of him: "Tell me why this is happening?" ”

As his breath approached, his curled body was pulled into his arms, and he sat on the floor and hugged me in his lap, his lips pressed to my ear and whispered, "Don't be afraid." That's nothing, just a part of you. ”

But this part ...... It's so strange, it's like a life imposed on me by others, but it exists. Especially as Yang Xiaofeng's memory in his brain revived little by little, the part that belonged to Xia Zhu was like being driven to a corner and gradually being swallowed up. I felt deep fear and burrowed into his arms, but the chill still penetrated my pores, and I couldn't control my trembling.

Gao Cheng hugged me tighter, deliberately diverting my mind: "Don't you ask me what the whole thing is going on?" ”

I followed him and asked, "What's going on?" Where the hell did I get started? "There is only one step between dream and reality, and I can't tell which step is a dream and which step is reality.

"Ever since you and I discussed the case, since then, your actions have been involuntary under psychological effects."

"Wait," I couldn't help but cut him off, "when discussing the case?" How can it be? I'm sure I was awake then. But after speaking, I can't help but wonder myself, are you really sober? If sober, then how could I be here?

At this time, a kind voice said: "Whether you are awake or not depends on whether the cells in the brain layer can recognize external information, and there is one thing you may have been ignoring, that is, you have no dreams. Do you know why you slept lightly in the past? Because your consciousness is too shallow. ”

I don't understand: "What is the layer of consciousness?" ”

He was silent, and then spoke softly: "The human brain layer can actually be divided into multiple layers, and the reason why sleep is divided into light, moderate and deep refers to this consciousness layer. Someone can fall into a deep sleep after closing his eyes for five minutes, and he won't wake up no matter how he shouts, because his consciousness has sunk to the bottom, and if he is forcibly awakened at this time, it is a harm to the person itself, so he usually wakes up very sad. There is a kind of person who closes his eyes and sleeps, but his consciousness has always floated at the top, and as long as he makes a small sound, he can break the boundary and wake up his consciousness. That's what you belong to. ”

"It's supposed to be natural, right?" I asked not quite sure.

But he said, "No one is born to sleep lightly, some are afraid of the dark, some are hidden in their hearts, some are hidden," he paused, "after special training." My heart moved, judging from his method of analysis and reasoning, it was evident that I was the last one, and before I could speak, he added: "Some things are born in the bones, and even if they are forgotten, they will be unconsciously revealed." Little bamboo, you have extraordinary acuity, light sleep is a subconscious behavior that cannot be erased even if your memory is covered. ”

My heart trembled, and I bit my lip and didn't make a sound.

Gao Cheng didn't continue the topic, and his tone was gentle: "The reason why I analyzed so much about Yang Xiaofeng and the kidnapping case for you is to give you a hint in your heart." So when you escape into a dream, you enter into a psychologically logical act. ”

"Then even if there is an outside intrusion, like that taxi driver, I won't be interrupted?" There are too many doubts, and many of them can't be reasoned through, but Gao Cheng's next sentence is: "There is no taxi driver." ”

I was stunned, "What about the school?" Do we go to school? ”

He didn't answer and asked, "Where do you think you are?" ”

"There may be a space in Qinnan Normal University."

The gentle voice reached the eardrum word by word: "No, we are still in the hotel room." You close your eyes first. I listened to him, felt him pick me up, and then walked somewhere and put it down, leaning my back into the softness. He spoke again: "You've been in the dark for a little longer, try to open your eyes a little bit." ”

I saw the light, a dim light, coming from overhead. As the slits of the eyes opened, the more things were included in the eyes, and when they saw it completely, their hearts were no longer described as shocked, but numb as falling phantoms.

It's really in the hotel room, there is no upper and lower space, only a parallel four-sided environment. If anything, it's that the windows are tightly wrapped in a black cloth. His eyes were fixed on the face in front of him, and the unexplained fear filled his heart, and he heard his voice asking, "Is Qiu Yuebai coming?" ”

He said, "Why do you ask? ”

"You all call her a wizard, I don't know what her abilities are, but now I'm like a demonic disease, only a wizard can do it with witchcraft."

He was sighing lightly: "Little bamboo, you are underestimating me." My specialty is behavioral logic and criminal psychology, and although behavioral psychological suggestion is not a basic introductory course, it is not difficult for me. As for Qiu, I won't talk about her for the time being, but it's definitely not the witchcraft you think. When you are well versed in the nodes and entry points of behavior and psychology in the future, you will be able to do it. Perhaps, though......"

Or maybe what? He said no more, and I was lost in thought.

It is equivalent to saying that under his psychological suggestion, I really felt like I had a dream, and I never walked out of this room from beginning to end. From the beginning of the dream, to being awakened to taking a taxi to follow Gao Cheng to the gate of Qin Nanshi, and then to climbing over the wall to the library, and being separated from him and sinking into a painting, all this is imagined by the brain.

I was a little unconvinced, so I asked him in a questioning tone: "Psychological suggestion can control people's behavior, can even thinking create out of thin air?" Gao Cheng sat on the edge of the bed, his dark eyes staring down at me, "It's not created out of thin air, the root of psychological suggestion is actually guidance." I can't create a space that doesn't exist, it's like Qin Nan Normal University, I've never been there, and if it didn't exist in your brain, it wouldn't have appeared at all. So, it wasn't me who took you to Qinnan Normal University, but you used the consciousness layer to take me into that space, and then within that range, I guided you to uncover the curtain and see what was hidden behind it. ”

This explains why I was still in the middle of the picture, but suddenly my feet sank and I was in the dark and suspected of being kidnapped. "So, there aren't three days, right?" I asked softly.

"Silly girl, how could I really leave you cold for three days and ignore it."

His tone seemed to be pampered, but it could not make me feel comforted and reassured, and I said in a soft voice: "You must not understand what it is like to be lonely? It is darkness when it opens its eyes, and darkness when it closes its eyes, as if the blind sink into the dark world forever; It is to be abandoned and forgotten, and also, to despair. In order to break my psychological defense, you did not hesitate to throw me in that corner, Ling Chi my fragile nerves, like taking a knife to cut me open," raised his finger and looked into those black eyes: "Chu Gaocheng, did you forget that you promised me not to lie to me again?" ”

His reaction was to lie down sideways, and took me into his arms, but his starry eyes were always fixed on me, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Xiaozhuzi, in fact, you just seem to be generous on the outside, and you should remember everything in your heart, and settle accounts after autumn if necessary." I promise you no more lies to you, but that doesn't mean I can let you go unchecked. Why do you and I want to probe your memories over and over again? Is it really pure to find the emotional thread that you are inexplicably missing? ”

"I don't know." Frankly answered, I have always been ignorant about his purpose, and I seem to understand but I don't understand. If it's not that I'm too stupid, it's that he's like a deep pool, forever thinking that he is about to touch the bottom, but when he steps on it, he still steps on it, and then falls.

"It was a name that inspired me." Gao Cheng said suddenly, attracting my attention, and pricked up my ears to listen to him continue to state: "Several cases seem to be pulled by a marker, but they have nothing in common, and can be said to be separate and independent. In particular, they don't have an independent suspect to connect them, it's like an independent and separate theater, in which the characters are directing and acting themselves, so all behavioral psychology can only be represented by the eyes in your painting, but it is not a physical existence, but a virtual form that is barely withdrawn.

It was from the death of Tong Zihan that some things surfaced. It's not unrelated, your neighbors, your assistants, your gallery, your illustrations, everything revolves around you. Looking at the impact on you after the incident, Wu Yan's case was cited as a gimmick by the stage play, and you became the object of media attention for the first time; After Tong Ziqi's case, you became the target of public criticism. The final result of the two online public opinions all fell to you, and the name of the promoter is Yan's return. ”<