Zong Mingyan didn't continue to say what was going on, just made a silent gesture at me, and then said, "I can't say it." ”

When I saw him like this, I didn't continue to ask, Zong Mingyan said to me through the iron bar: "It just so happens that you are also recuperating and adjusting in it during this time, you haven't slept well these days." ”

I nodded, and Zong Mingyan said again: "If you need anything, just tell me, although it is to imprison you, but it is only to ensure your safety during this time, so as long as it is what you want, I will do it for you." ”

I said, "I'll talk to you when I need to." ”

Zong Mingyan said again: "Your mobile phone, the Fu team is going to take it as part of the evidence of the case, it is the case of the last time you fell and died, so I can't return it, the Fu team asked me to talk to you." ”

I listened and replied, "I see." ”

Zong Mingyan thought that I was unhappy, so he took a special look at me, and then didn't say anything, just said: "Then I'll leave first, what do you need to let the prison guards tell me, I will keep your mobile phone for you temporarily, and you will conduct closed training before you enter the company." ”

After that, Zong Mingyan left, I sat on the bed, it was dim here, the only benefit was a single room, compared to Zhong Yue's cell, I should be regarded as a special treatment here, there is a separate bathroom here in the iron bar, like a space like a balcony, and then there is a compartment, although there is no door, but it is separated from the iron bar outside, and the bed is inside, so it is better than the treatment of other prisoners.

It's just that it's really boring to be locked up in this, and I sat for a while and felt that there was nothing to do, so I was a little sleepy, so I fell asleep on the bed.

I woke up by myself, but when I woke up, I felt that the surroundings were too quiet, but there was a strange weirdness, and when I woke up, I didn't know why I felt very panicked, and even a little scared, and how I felt as if there was a person standing there outside, and my bed was just separated by a partition, and I couldn't see the outside at all, I didn't feel good all the time, so I got down from the bed to the outside to see, it was dark outside, there was nothing, I even felt like I was the only one in a huge prison.

Especially the deep corridor outside the iron bar, it looks like a haunted picture in a ghost movie, I looked at this deep and dim corridor, there were some inexplicable emotions in my heart, I couldn't figure it out for a while, I just felt cold, I don't know why, and then I went back to bed and fell asleep.

I just couldn't sleep when I lay down again, and I looked at the ceiling with my eyes open, and then suddenly I remembered the dream I had just fallen asleep, maybe because of some thoughts, I actually dreamed that I was standing in front of the bar, looking at myself in prison, and that feeling was that I was standing in the corridor of the bar, looking at myself in prison, and I knew that I was looking at myself, and I knew that I was asleep in bed, so I stood in the corridor and didn't say a word.

So I realized why I felt so weird when I woke up, it was all because of this dream, but I felt very scary things in the dream, and when you woke up and thought about it, I didn't seem to be scared, but I felt that such a dream was a bit unbelievable, how could I have such a strange dream.

After that, the prison guard came to give me breakfast, early is okay, not the kind of thing that is difficult to swallow, it should be specially bought and delivered, when I saw the prison guard, I asked him if I had a time to go outside to move freely, and he replied to me: "I haven't been in the past few days since I first came in, and your identity is special, so you have to be specially notified by the ambush team." ”

I didn't say anything, just said to him, "I see." ”

And then he was gone.

I felt a little bored after eating breakfast, as if I really had nothing to spend except sleeping, Zong Mingyan didn't bring me anything, and I didn't have a TV or anything like that, so I thought, I should have some books, and reading books is also a way to pass the time.

Then I opened a small cabinet inside, there were two drawers, but they were both empty, nothing, I was a little disappointed, so I pushed the drawer back, but this push found that I couldn't push it back, as if it was stuck, so I pulled the drawer out completely, to see what was going on, but in the gap of the cabinet I saw an envelope-like thing, as if I pulled the drawer to bring the envelope out and then stuck.

I reached out and took it out, because I had just wrinkled the envelope by pushing hard into the drawer, and when I took it out, I saw that nothing was written on it, but when I felt that there was something inside, I thought to myself—is it a letter?

And the envelope was not sealed, but simply folded like this, and I opened it and saw that there was a handwritten letter written on letterboard paper, and there was a page, and I saw that it was called so at the beginning.

The stranger who saw this letter:

Who are you?

Before you came here, you were convinced of who you are, your name, your identity, that's who you are, and you've always believed that this is who you are, but have you ever asked thoroughly, who are you? If your name, your identity, is not yours, when you find out that your name, your identity, is someone else, will you be frightened, will you ask yourself for the first time - who am I?

I found a letter in the drawer, the contents of the letter are basically similar to the ones I have, but it was not written by me, it was left by the person from before, I found it in the drawer when I was bored, I saw it, I didn't understand, but until I started to think about why I was here, and then I found out that I was facing the same question, who am I.

So I wrote this letter, and I hid it behind a drawer, hoping that the next person who would come would see it, and that was you, who were you, who were you?

There may never be an answer to this question, or the answer may be in your heart.

When I read the letter, I just felt a little strange who was locked up in it before, and there was no signature or date on the whole letter, so I couldn't judge at all. I read the letter several times, and the more I read it, the more scary it became, because it was like I had been told something in my heart, and I began to really ask myself for the first time - who am I?

When there are some problems that you don't want to face, you can find a lot of reasons to numb yourself, but once you face them, you will find the cruelty of the facts, obviously I am in such a situation now, because if I am not He Yang anymore, then who am I, this makes me afraid, just like the things I have always known have collapsed.

I put the letter away, and then I lay on the bed, feeling like my mind was full of the contents of the letter, and there were only three words in my mind butter - who I am, who I am, who I am......

Finally this emotion made me irritable, and I began to feel a little restless, and the darkness of the prison made me feel very depressed, so I went out to the edge of the iron fence outside, but after seeing the dark corridor, I felt even more depressed, and I felt like I had a breath in my chest, which was very uncomfortable.

And just when I was struggling with this emotion, I suddenly felt that the scene in front of me was familiar, and soon this feeling and scene merged with the feeling I had standing in front of Zhong Yue's prison and looking at him that day, and more importantly, the two pictures one after the other were completely integrated, like an illusion.

I remember that there was a time when I stood in front of the prison and looked at the people in the prison, and this person was Zhong Yue!

When this image crossed my mind, I just felt that everything was messed up, it was when I was five years old, no wonder I felt that this scene was familiar, because I had really experienced it, but at that time Zhong Yue was still young, and I was just a five-year-old child.

I was standing outside the bars and looking at him, and he asked clearly, "Who are you?" ”

I didn't answer him, I just kept looking at him, and he kept looking at me, that look, familiar and unfamiliar, coincided with many of the pictures of Zhong Yue I saw last night, as if it happened at the same time.

Then I read out what Zhong Yue said to me later in the empty corridor - you have always asked who others are, but when have you asked yourself who they are?

After that, I opened my mouth and said to Zhong Yue: "I have seen you, you are not called Zhong Yue, I saw your photo, and your name is written under the photo." ”

Zhong Yue asked me, "What's my name?" ”