"Mr. Cao, wake up!"

Waking up from his sleep, Cao Ping sat up, and for some reason, he found himself lying on the carpet. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info looked around vigilantly, and the curtains that were raised, the dim lights, and the soothing incense that led him to sleep reminded him that he was not in his own home at the moment. After Dr. Tang woke him up, he sat back in his chair, closed his notebook, and looked at him thoughtfully.

After returning to China after completing his Ph.D. in psychology from Harvard University, Tang Yueming sat in the psychiatric department of Union Medical College Hospital for more than ten years, and only ran a private psychological clinic in Chaoyang District four years ago. Therefore, even if it was expensive, Cao Ping chose here for a psychological examination.

"Dr. Tang, I'...... How long have you been asleep?" Cao Ping came back to his senses and sat back on the sofa, only to remember that he was now in a psychiatric clinic, and he seemed to be undergoing hypnotherapy.

"Soon, about ten minutes. Tang Yueming raised his hand and looked at the table below.

Cao Ping hesitated for a moment and asked, "I...... Did you say anything ......"

Tang Yueming knew what he wanted to ask, and said: "Your vigilance is too strong, you can't fully trust me, I can hypnotize you and I have already done my best, plus your sleep time is too short, I haven't asked a few questions." ”

"Oh, is it?" Cao Ping breathed a sigh of relief, but frowned again in an instant.

"But ......" Tang Yueming pressed the ballpoint pen and observed Cao Ping's reaction from his glasses.

"But what?" Cao Ping asked, the sound of a ballpoint pen spring sounding a little annoying, and he couldn't help but show a hint of anxiety in his eyes.

Tang Yueming stopped pressing the ballpoint pen, tapped the notebook lightly, and said with interest: "But your other personality has said something very interesting......

"You mean Cao Hao?" Cao Ping clenched his fists and asked, "Does he really exist?!"

"It turns out that his name is Cao Hao?" Tang Yueming wrote a few strokes in the notebook, raised his eyes and said: "At present, you are in the late stage of severe dissociative disorder, which is usually called split personality. The main characteristic is that the patient will detach the conscious activities or memories that cause inner psychological pain from the whole mental level in order to protect himself, but also lose the wholeness of the self as a result. But your condition is more serious, and the subordinate personality has developed an independent consciousness and thinking mode, and it considers itself to be the main personality, so it is difficult for me to distinguish which is the main personality of you or him. It's funny that I'm talking to you as my personality, but you don't show the typical symptoms of sensitivity, suspicion, arrogance, and extreme emotion. ”

Cao Ping's heart turned upside down, since Cao Hao really exists, does it mean that it is very likely that the enemy has discovered himself and attacked him?

Tang Yueming marked out a few important words and phrases recorded in the notebook, and said to Cao Ping: "Let's put these aside, do you want to watch the video just now? It's quite interesting, it's what he said to you." ”

Cao Ping raised his head and looked at Tang Yueming, who had already walked to the tripod by the window and took off the digital video camera, took it over, called up the video, and handed it to Cao Ping.

Taking over the camera with a complicated expression, Cao Ping saw himself from the screen after being hypnotized and falling into a deep sleep.

At the beginning, he had been asleep, and Tang Yueming began to call himself softly beside him, whispering to ask simple questions such as what his name was, how old he was, and what he liked to eat. Cao Ping watched himself unconsciously answer a few questions, but just when Tang Yueming asked where he lived, he suddenly curled up a few times uneasily, and when he was quiet, he suddenly opened his eyes!

Obviously, Dr. Tang was experienced in this kind of situation and was not frightened, and reassured himself and said, "Relax, breathe softly......" but as if he hadn't heard, he sat up openly.

Obviously, this situation was also unexpected by Tang Yueming, and he tentatively called himself on the screen: "Mr. Cao?" and he was expressionless, and looked at him calmly, as if he was looking at a stone. He turned his head slowly, looked around with a stiff expression, and when his face turned to the camera, Cao Ping seemed to feel that his eyes in the lens seemed to be able to see his current self through the lens.

"No, this is not Cao Hao!" Cao Ping shook his head and said: "Cao Hao is much more lively than this, this looks like ...... None of it felt like a personal ......"

"Oh?" Tang Yueming raised his eyebrows and recorded it, while Cao Ping was attracted by what he said in the camera.

In the camera, he saw the camera, his mouth was open, and his voice was flat without a trace of emotion: "Cao Ping, I said, you listen." I'll tell you the sad news, I'm running out of time. Let me tell you even more unfortunate news, in fact, my name is not Cao Hao, my name is Cao Ping, I am the main character, is it fun? Ha, ha, ha. ”

Although Cao Hao in the mirror was smiling with his mouth open, there was no trace of a smile on his face and eyes, and after laughing three times, he continued: "You are born from my memory, emotions, and part of your personality, and the real Cao Ping, that is, me, has been hiding in the memory palace, you are my umbrella, but, at present, it seems that it has become invalid." The time you went back to Hengdian, I saw the practice of transforming the gods and Dafa, and I practiced it, and I thought it was our chance, but I didn't expect it to be a trap. The first stage of forgetfulness is about to corrode me. When the emotions disappear, I will no longer be whole, and the moment my personality collapses, that is, when I disappear, this is an irreversible process. When I die, all our memories, emotions, and personalities will merge and become whole, and you are my last line of defense, and then, please leave it to you. ”

Cao Ping's mouth was open, and the intense shock had already made him speechless, what is true, what is false? Could it be that even I am not real?

In the mirror, he was still muttering: "Things are not as simple as you remember, I can't say the specific situation, you will naturally understand after the memory is fused, but the other party has already shown his feet, you have to be careful of the three rounds ......" As soon as he said this, his expression in the mirror suddenly became atrophied, his body became weak, and he fell off the sofa, and then the picture of Dr. Tang getting up and quickly waking himself up.

Cao Ping held the camera in a daze, sat motionless on the sofa, and for a long time, an inexplicable chill made his whole body tremble.

"Mr. Cao?" Tang Yueming reminded, "You shouldn't believe what he said, right?"

Cao Ping looked up at him fiercely, gritted his teeth and said, "Then who do you say I should trust? Is there anyone I can trust?"

"No?" Tang Yueming asked rhetorically, Cao Ping was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but ask himself, isn't Yingbao trustworthy? Uncle Wang and Aunt Wang are not trustworthy? For a while, his heart was in turmoil.

Tang Yueming said: "In my opinion, whether this Cao Hao is the master personality or not, this is a well-designed thinking trap, not only for you, but also for me to be a little confused, I can't be sure who you and he is the main personality, this is a question involving philosophy and social ethics and morality, I have to admit that your situation is really the only one I have seen in my life, I need further research, I hope you can try to control your emotions and cooperate with the treatment." ”

When he came out of the clinic, there was a light wind outside, although he was wearing a thick sweater and woolen pants, and a coat and jacket on the outside, Cao Ping still felt a chill from the bottom of his heart.

Tang Yueming didn't understand the situation, Cao Ping knew in his heart that what Cao Hao said might really be true. If according to what he said, wouldn't he have become a false existence? Is he a personality fabricated out of thin air? Is his feelings for Ying Bao real? Are his thoughts true? Or even that he is real? Tightening his coat, Cao Ping felt as if he was covered by an invisible net, with no way to heaven and no way to enter the earth. Looking back at the clinic, Cao Ping sighed with a complicated expression, at present, he can only pin his hopes on the doctor's diagnosis.

In the next few days, Cao Ping put down all his work and reported to Dr. Tang's clinic every day. With the doctor's treatment, Cao Ping entered a state of deep sleep several times. However, Cao Hao does not appear every time, even if he appears occasionally, his expression is more calm, and his speech is becoming more and more lifeless, and later, he can't even say a few words.

Cao Hao's state made Cao Ping's heart fall to the bottom more and more, and he couldn't help but believe more and more in Cao Hao's words.

Finally, on the last day, after Cao Hao quickly told Cao Ping how to deal with the conflict between the internal qi line of the Dafa of Transformation and his original way of nature, a mixed memory poured into Cao Ping's brain like a flood that opened the floodgates, and the disordered internal qi also made him faint almost instantly after squirting out a mouthful of blood arrows.

I don't know how long later, when he woke up again, he was already lying in a hospital bed.

Opening his eyes and looking at the miserable white ceiling above his head, Cao Ping twisted his neck blankly, raised his hand and looked at his arm that was hanging in the water.

Sensing Cao Ping's movements, Ying Bao, who was lying on the side, was awakened and said in surprise: "Are you awake?"

Turning his head, Cao looked at her calmly, and after a while, asked, "Who are you?"

Ying Bao's eyes widened in astonishment, and she said loudly, "You don't know me anymore?"

Cao Ping frowned and struggled to recall, but the memory was accompanied by a burst of pain, and after a long time, he opened his eyes, grinned, and said slowly: "Oh! are you Liying?"

Ying Bao's tears came down in an instant, and she cried and said, "Why don't you call me Ying Bao?