Doctor Anthony's attitude is very good, his temper is also good, and he seems to have an inexplicable intimacy.

But He Yu can't even remember his name and face, like a dispensable symbol.

This dispensable symbol began to give He Yu a hypnotherapy treatment.

Doctor Anthony: "Young Master He, please lie down, relax, and take three deep breaths with me..."

"Think about something in the past that was especially pleasing to you."

“…what if not.”

The doctor froze for a moment, then said, "Then think about what you want to happen."

He Yu closed his eyes and started to think.

What does he want to happen…

Maybe he wished he had never been born.

Perhaps he hoped that both himself and Lu Zhishu would not be affected by drugs and be a normal person.

Maybe…

—

"You found me sick after you gave birth to me, just strangle me to death!"

He closed his eyes under the therapist's hypnosis, and his consciousness slowly returned to a few days ago...

He dreamed of the time he just woke up after he fell from the building.

He was arguing with He Jiwei: "You guys are trembling all day long. I walk the dead every day. It's really boring to torture each other."

"He Yu..."

"Go away, I'm not used to having you here, I'm even more crazy, I can't hide it in the future, I'm afraid I will lose all your face."

The dialogue is exactly the same as in reality.

However, under the hypnotic effect of Anthony, the direction of the story began to gradually change-

In reality, He Jiwei explained the secret of Rn13 to He Yu next. But in this dream, He Jiwei opened his mouth, and just as he was about to speak, there was a knock on the door.

He Jiwei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Please come in."

"Mr. He, Dr. Xie has arrived now and is waiting downstairs."

Yes.

He Yu was startled, it turned out that in his subconscious, he still hoped that Xie Qingcheng would come back.

He was so eager and so afraid, so when he heard the news in the hypnotic dream, his whole body froze and he wanted to get up, but the restraint restrained him tightly. The film rattled.

"I don't need to see a doctor anymore, who asked you to invite him?"

Shrinked back.

"Let him go back!"

"Do you think he is so good to invite him?!" He Jiwei said sharply, "If it wasn't for hearing that you fell from the building and almost died, he wouldn't even bother to see you!"

He Yu was even more humiliated and anxious: "Then let him wait for me to die and come to see me at my grave!"

"If you say you won't die, I'll..."

He Jiwei raised his hand again.

He Yu looked at him coldly, his apricot eyes did not blink, and he stared at He Jiwei's face.

“…”

He Jiwei's hand trembled and put it down again.

He took a deep breath, pushed the door and went out, the last look in his eyes seemed extremely lost, extremely anxious, but extremely tired.

"Please thank the doctor for coming up." He said to the servant, "I still have a lot of things to do. ... I'm late for the flight, I'll go first."

He Yu was very angry for a while, and slammed off the edge of the bed, causing the buckle of the restraint belt to rattle. It's a pity that he couldn't turn around or cover his face, so he could only close his eyes tightly and straighten his body.

It seems that even in a dream, he didn't want to be so humiliated in front of Xie Qingcheng.

Not at all.

However, He Jiwei and the servant went away one after another, no matter how reluctant and reluctant he was, he still heard the familiar footsteps from far to near.

Then stopped by his bed.

He shivered, shivering with too much desire.

Even if it was hypnosis or a dream, He Yu still seemed to be able to feel the vague aura that belonged to Xie Qingcheng. It was a very cold smell of disinfectant, reminiscent of scalpels, needles, pale hospital wards.

He used to smell only cold, but now he feels hot for some reason.

The man lowered his head and said nothing, as if he didn't want to tell him anything, just checked He Yu's injury, and then—

"Click."

Slight noise.

Xie Qingcheng untied his restraint.

—He Yu in the dream froze and seemed to be satisfied to the extreme in an instant, while He Yu outside the dream closed his eyes, and there seemed to be tears under his eyelashes.

So this is what he always wanted to happen when he was in pain.

He hoped that his restraint would be loosened by Xie Qingcheng himself.

He hoped that Xie Qingcheng could know that he was really sick, be able to believe that he was really sick, and be able to return to his side.

"Very good..." Dr. Anthony observed his state and continued to guide his hypnosis, his voice soft, almost bewitching, "Very good, no matter what you dream about, continue to think about...you Believe that you can find your way out..."

However, that's it.

He Yu's dream world suddenly shook.

The way out?

What's the way out?

He thought of Xie Qingcheng's cold eyes in reality, and Xie Qingcheng said to him resolutely: "I have to leave, you will have to rely on you to get out of your inner shadow sooner or later."

"I am not your bridge, He Yu. Neither is Xie Xue."

"He Yu..."

He Yu.

A sound, cold and biting.

He Yu suddenly fell back into the dream, he was still lying on the bed, Xie Qingcheng untied the restraint for him, but the surrounding scene suddenly became very dark, Xie Qingcheng's face was also very dark Dark, like a cool-toned filter.

He dreamed of Xie Qingcheng's thin lips opening and closing.

He knew that Xie Qingcheng wanted to tell him the reason for coming back. He Yu vaguely felt that the reason would make him extremely painful.

He wanted to escape immediately from the hypnosis.

But to no avail.

In the dream, Xie Qingcheng said word by word, and he had nowhere to hide: "Although I really wish you were dead, this time I will take care of you until the burn is healed. Yu. You don’t have to misunderstand, I came because your father gave me a very generous reward.”

Xie Qingcheng's voice was extremely cold, without any emotion.

"You can't pay for that. Enough for me to never see you again."

“…”

He Yu in the dream was stabbed, like being slapped by Xie Qingcheng, which was extremely painful.

He Yu, who was outside the dream, also began to breathe quickly and frowned.

He wants to get rid of this dream, but this dream is also a demon that he has to break.

He Yu fell into a deeper inner world under the hypnosis of a private therapist.

He continued to dream, and in his dream he saw the dusty door of the guest room again.

In this dream, Xie Qingcheng came back, and Xie Qingcheng stayed in the room He Yu carefully cleaned for him.

But in the hypnosis, Xie Qingcheng, who came back because He Yu fell from the building, was very indifferent. He almost never cared about He Yu. After recording He Yu's physical data every day, he threw him a needle and stared at him to finish the injection, but he didn't even bother to give him the medicine himself.

He Yu didn't say anything at first, maybe because of the boy's ridiculous self-esteem, he seemed like nothing had happened, Xie Qing offered him the needle, and he shot himself silently , and then Xie Qingcheng took the injection away again.

There is no dialogue throughout, like a silent film.

But later, He Yu's heart became more and more irritable in this silence, and he gradually didn't want to cooperate anymore.

The dream repeats and continues.

Finally, when Xie Qingcheng monitored his condition as usual and handed him an injection, He Yu sat on the Windsor chair in the bedroom, but did not pick it up.

He suddenly calmly, but almost desperately, asked Xie Qingcheng: "Doctor Xie, have you ever thought that I might use these injections for other things."

Xie Qingcheng didn't pay much attention to He Yu's expression and said, "You don't seem to want to die that much."

"Really. You know me again."

He Yu smiled mockingly, suddenly raised his hand and picked up the needle, and stuck it on himself without blinking, but this time it was not an intravenous injection, but a random injection into the subcutaneous flesh and blood , and then the potion is pushed in—

Xie Qing's color changed suddenly, and he stepped forward immediately, but it was too late.

"But I don't really want to live that much." He Yu was indifferent. For ordinary people, he was already baring his teeth in pain, but he didn't even have an inch of waves on his face.

As if the needle was hit on an unrelated person.

He stared at Xie Qing's livid face with dark eyes, without blinking or moving, he pulled out the needle coldly, only a little of the injection was left, The rest became more and more ugly bruises under He Yu's skin.

He Yu didn't care, and handed the needle back to Xie Qingcheng, saying every word: "Give it to you. You come."

Xie Qing's face was pale, and he seemed to be shocked by his crazy behavior.

He Yu said: "It must be you, Xie Qingcheng."

"Otherwise I won't get a shot today."

His tone seemed a little threatening, but after careful identification, there was some hidden sadness in his words.

"Since you are here because of money, then use money to do things. Always do well."

Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses and closed his eyes: "don't force me to tie you up too."

"Then you can bind." He Yu said indifferently, "Just like my parents, you bind. It's not that you can't do such a thing."

Xie Qingcheng in the dream seemed to be hurt by him—

"He Yu, what do you want?"

What is he going to do?

He didn't know it himself.

He realized that something was wrong with him, and he seemed to care more and more about Xie Qingcheng.

When he couldn't see Xie Qingcheng, he would be irritable, but when he saw it, he couldn't calm down either. Xie Qingcheng became a sharp thorn in his heart. of suffering.

But he shouldn't be like that.

He hates homosexuality and will never be entangled with a man. At the same time, he finds that when he is not careful, he always thinks of Xie Qing in bed. Just thinking about Xie Qingcheng's body, and later even longing for Xie Qingcheng's feelings—

He was suffering too much.

I always feel breathless and my heart is stuffy.

In the dream, the two were still at a stalemate. Finally, He Yu said to Xie Qingcheng: "You know, I didn't want to do this before."

"Xie Qingcheng, you watched me grow up. You know what I used to look like. . . 'calm'."

"Now I can't take it anymore."

"My parents have always asked me to pretend to be a normal person to avoid being caught in a lunatic asylum. The reason why they dare to do this is because I have never done anything that violates the law. I do live like a normal person, even though it is disgusting and very hard, although I cannot complain about suffering, and cannot shout when I am sick. Although I have to keep observing the reactions of people around me when they are faced with joy, anger, sorrow and joy, and then give them a satisfaction s answer."

"But I did."

"Nineteen years, a person who should live in a lunatic asylum lives in a normal society. A person who should be locked in a cage, walks outside the cage. I worry about myself all the time My morbid state will be exposed, it will change from being admired by everyone to being yelled at. All the friends I have are not my real friends, because they don’t know what my true face is, they are just wearing a I associate with a mask."

"Who can I tell the truth? I thought at least your sister, Xie Xue, can be different from others. But I'm too naive."

"I'm sick, Xie Qingcheng." He finally said with a smile on his face, his expression desolate, treacherous and terrifying, he poked his heart, "I'm **** I'm sick! Who knows the truth and still wants to see me and treat me like before? I will live under the mask of a normal person for the rest of my life - there is still a time limit for my imprisonment, and where is the time limit for my recovery?"

The voice was shaking until the end.

"Nineteen years. Xie Qingcheng."

"Why did you save me?"

"All the doctors before you have no way to slow down my illness well, you gave me hope and pushed me back into the abyss - in that case why did you save me? Why lie to me? You hate me, Xie Qingcheng—do you know that I hate you too!"

"I've hated you since the day you left!"

He Yu is a person who hardly swears, but at this moment, in the dream created by hypnosis, he is a little lost, the chaos for too long has fermented in his heart, he can't control himself The impulse in the blood, the heart, the limbs and the bones.

He lost his temper at Xie Qing in the dream, like a real 19-year-old boy, without reason, without rules, without thoughtfulness, the words that were stuffed in his throat were unreasonable, Regardless, it poured out.

He scolded and scolded, and the circles of his eyes were red.

He said: "I really hate you, Xie Qingcheng."

"Now you hate me too, you say how good it would be if you didn't even look at me and let me die, if it wasn't for this disease, it wasn't for meeting you, we were each other You can have one less enemy in your life and not have a lot of pain."

"Me and you, we will not hate each other to the point where we are today."

Xie Qingcheng in his dream did not speak, but looked at him with complicated eyes. After a long silence, the man turned around: "...I will ask the assistant to come up and give you an injection."

"Why didn't you call Xie Qingcheng yourself?! Did you see that I was afraid?" He Yu's expression was furious, but his tone was calm and terrifying, "Or do you think that you have touched me? Dirty."

"You can think whatever you want." Xie Qing submitted, "You are right, He Yu."

"If it weren't for this disease or because of meeting you, we could have one less enemy in each other's life and not have a lot of pain."

"Please control your emotions, otherwise I can only really bind you with restraint belts."

"...Okay. Then you tie it as soon as possible. Hurry up!" He Yu raised his head, smiled with red eyes, and said in a low voice, "Otherwise you will regret it sooner or later."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, turned around, pushed the door and walked out.

The moment Xie Qingcheng pushed out the door in the hypnotic dream, He Yu, who was lying on the treatment chair in reality, had his chest heaving violently, and he became a fragile, dying man. Life, the door opened and closed again, he knew that Xie Qingcheng didn't want to stay in the hypnotic dream for long.

His departure seemed to take the last ray of popularity from his chest.

He Yu woke up suddenly, eyes wide open, breathing hard.

A line of tears slid down the end of his eyes.

The personal doctor Anthony sat on the chair and watched him. When he saw that he was awake, he calmly poured him water, medicine, and handed him a tissue.

"You have something in your heart that is tormenting you, and maybe someone who is tormenting you."

He Yu: "…"

Doctor Anthony: "Drink the medicine, at least you have now seen the cause of your illness."

"The cause is found, and you can find a way to overcome and overcome it yourself."

The doctor patted He Yu on the shoulder.

"

The author has something to say:Little Theater:

After the performance of this chapter.

Xie Qingcheng: You are very promising, and you can find someone to take over my job.

He Yu: You are not coming back! It's you who don't want me! You think I'm lying and you ignore me!

Xie Qingcheng: (looks at him indifferently)

He Yu: ...Okay, brother, I was wrong, am I wrong?