In this world, if someone were to ask me, what is the most uncomfortable thing?

I would answer - self-identification.

The so-called self-identity is like a person's instinct to know who they are other than the code name.

The simplest answer is that I am me, a self made up of body, emotion, and character.

And when this kind of self-identity is broken, it will undoubtedly make people doubt even the most basic existence, and people who have not experienced this kind of spiritual struggle cannot understand it.

There was once an interesting article that divided the pain of a person's body into many levels.

But if anyone could classify mental pain accurately, the lack of self-identity would be one of the top pains, even if it was only in my dreams.

I can feel my struggles, I want to affirm one of my identities strongly, but every memory is like a soul that I can't let go.

Cold sweat soaked my body, even in my dream, I began to maintain a strange lucidity, knowing that I was struggling, I was surrounded by sweat, as if falling into a deep pool, in the confusion and panic with nowhere to borrow.

At this time, there was a slight sound of footsteps in my position.

I couldn't wake up at all, I felt that my soul was broken, and it was very difficult for me to even open my eyes, but I could clearly hear the footsteps stop beside me, and then there was a slight tingling in many places on my body.

It's the feeling of a needle piercing into the flesh, but what makes me wonder how fast that person's hand speed will be to make me feel like this, as if the silver needle has never stopped, and has been falling on me all the time? Why is there a tingling sensation in so many places?

However, these little bites of stinging pain burst out of the warmest power in my body, with a soft warm current, gurgling in my body, bringing warmth and a soothing power.

This made my body feel bit by bit, and it was at this time that I felt a sharp pain all over my body.

Then I was soothed by this force, but after the body felt a little stronger, the power brought by this soothing was a little weaker, and the severe pain made me moan and groan, and the whole person's consciousness was in a wonderful lucidity, but I couldn't wake up at all.

The visitor seemed to be silent, and after hearing my moans, he just kept sticking needles, and I didn't know how long it had been in a coma, but the sharp pain all over my body was tormenting me all the time.

And the mysterious feeling of broken soul gradually became clear, which was more torturous than the sharp pain in the body, as if I was a ball of air, but I was constantly blowing in a hurricane, and I had a huge sense of uneasiness in my heart that was broken at any time.

What's more, this kind of shattering also seems to carry intense pain, but it is the kind of pain that cannot be described at all, and it is intertwined with the pain from the body, which is heartbreaking.

I felt that moaning incessantly would bring me the 'shame' of weakness, after all, the pain could not be solved by a few screams, and I did not want to express my weakness in this feeling of not knowing where I was.

So, I was holding back, sweat all over my body like a stream, and I trembled so violently that my muscles felt spasm.

When the visitor saw my appearance, he sighed softly, but he still didn't speak, but just lifted my body, pinched my chin a little harder, and poured me a bowl of very strange potion, saying that it was strange, because this potion was like mint water, even if it was hot, but when it entered the throat, it still carried a cold meaning.

But it didn't have the pungent taste of mint, and this coldness seemed like an invisible energy that could bring comfort to my fiery and stinging soul.

It was a very comfortable feeling, and it was like grasping at a straw in the midst of the severe pain, and at this point, the room remembered the sound of footsteps again.

The person who came at first still didn't speak, and the person who came in after that was also very silent, they seemed to know each other, so that's it, right?

I was thinking about it in a mess, but I didn't want to suddenly lighten my body, and I seemed to be lifted up by the two men, and then began to move, and finally, I was put into the hot, strange medicinal water.

This water is really hot, much hotter than the temperature of the bath water that ordinary people can bear.

I couldn't open my eyes, but I could imagine that the moment my body was put into the water, my skin turned red, and I even suspected that it would be burned.

My body was already in great pain, and being thrown into this water was more like a myriad of knives cutting at my flesh.

This time, I couldn't bear it anymore, and finally I opened my mouth and let out a low roar, but even then I couldn't open my eyes.

It seemed that the soul was full of cracks, and even opening the eyes was an incomparably 'luxury', but at this time, I heard what seemed to be the sound of the door being slammed open, and then there was a burst of footsteps in the room.

A somewhat eager baritone voice came and said, "After so many days, he finally has a little reaction today?" Does that mean it's really saved? ”

The voice was so unfamiliar that I swear I have never heard it in my 20 years of life.

However, I like the sound of people coming, after all, the silence of the two people who came in before made me feel very oppressive.

In the hot water, after the initial sharp pain, under the skin, there began to be a comfortable feeling, but accompanied by a strange tingling sensation, which made me want to scratch, but there was no way.

How did you get so 'tortured'? Once again, I could only endure with trembling all over my body, and I could not make any sound except for the occasional murmur.

And the fiery voice did not get any answer, it seems that the two people before were ready to be silent to the end, and the person didn't seem to mind, but seemed to say to me: "Bear it, it's better to endure these torments than to die." As long as you can live, you have the hope of doing what you want to do. Of course, you also have to face the responsibilities that you have to bear. ”

What does this mean? I couldn't think about it, but there seemed to be so many things I wanted to do, so many that I couldn't remember it.

In this silence, time gradually passed, and the fatal tingling sensation slowly faded, and all that was left was the comfortable feeling, soothing my pain.

The water has gradually changed from a very hot temperature to a lud, and it is no longer so bitingly hot.

But just as I felt the most comfortable, I was pulled out of the water again, without warning, and then lifted, dried off, and placed on the bed again.

I was a little anxious, I couldn't do anything but lie down, it was uncomfortable enough, and in the midst of this messy pain, there was no way to fall asleep.

However, at this moment, I don't know who lit what, the room began to fill with a strange sweet fragrance, with a little tingling smell, and as my breath entered my body, my brain actually felt irresistibly tired, and my consciousness began to blur.

Then, I heard the footsteps of the three men leaving, and it seemed that when they reached the door, one of them spoke, and in my vague consciousness, I felt that this sound was so faint and far away, I only heard the vibration sound of 'buzzing', and I couldn't even distinguish the specific voice.

And the other person, who was also very silent, seemed to make a 'um' sound, and that 'um' sound made my heart shake all at once, as if this voice was very important.

But the feeling is the same, it's so ethereal and too far away that I can't tell what the voice is, and naturally I can't tell whose voice it is. And the next moment, my consciousness was in chaos, and I really fell asleep, and this sleep, those chaotic dreams disappeared.

As for my own last thought, it was just one person - Chen Chengyi, who was the person who took me away? Where was I taken?

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My physical condition seems to be very bad, and since the day I became conscious, I have not been able to really wake up, and I can only perceive passively.

I don't know how long it has been and how long it has been.

All I know is that every day I will go through the process of regaining consciousness on the first day, and after that, I will slowly drink more medicine a few times, and even in the next few days, someone will feed me some porridge and food, so that I can have some nutrients to support me.

I can't wait to wake up because I've remembered more and more things.

It seems that there are a lot of things to face after waking up, all the remnants of the cat demon incident, staying in the house Qin Hainian, who is also in a coma, I still want to wake up urgently, and I don't want to endure another day in this kind of darkness.

However, I can't help it, as if it is not something that 'humans' can do.

The only hope is that I feel more and more that the time I woke up is closer to these days, and I feel like there are many people coming back and forth in the house.

One of them seems to be in charge, and the others are helping, what is they doing to me?

Just because I hear the faint sound of mantras, and what are people depicting in my body in a special way? It doesn't seem to be?!

But I have an inexplicable peace of mind in my heart that I will definitely think that they are not doing anything bad to me.

It's just that this feeling of being fiddled with the body will be terrible?

This incident against me seems to have been going on for a certain amount of time, and I didn't deliberately remember anything, but I could feel that something they did to me seemed to be divided into several times before it was completely completed.

Judging by the sound of breathing, everyone seems to be tired.

And finally on this day, I felt the rolling of my eyeballs, the heaviness of my eyelids, and I just had to work harder, and I could open my eyes completely.