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Sanji?

Sanji?

Sanji --

Who is speaking?Moreover, the voice was so familiar and gentle, coiled around his ears like a breeze, drifting along the ear corridor into his mind.

The young man opened his eyes, and the first thing that came into sight was his wrist with the iron chain on it beside the pillow.

By the way, he remembered, that person called him Sanji, which was his new name.

He didn't want to pay attention to that person's call, he closed his eyes, and wanted to fall into sleep again, wishing he could sleep forever and never wake up——

But the man lifted the quilt on him and whispered softly again: "Get up, good boy, Dad is going to be late for work."

He sat up slowly, every joint in his body was like a rusted mechanical component, supporting the frail young body with great effort.

The man untied the iron ring on his wrist, stroked his hair gently, and walked out of the bedroom.

He Cheng was wearing white pajamas like a prison uniform, hugging his knees, his pale face was devoid of vitality, his eyes were like two wooden beads embedded in the face of a puppet, numb and lifeless.

Sitting on the bed, he was extremely focused and tried hard to hear the sound outside the window, but he couldn't hear it. The house was like a seamless prison, without the slightest gap to connect with the outside world, even the air he breathed was similar to the sound outside the window. The world is different.

He didn't know how long he hadn't felt the wind or the sun—

It was probably a long, long time ago, and he couldn't remember it for a long time. He fell asleep, and when he woke up, he found himself in this house.

At that time, he had not lived in this room, but was locked in a closed dark room behind the kitchen like several other boys.There was no window, no bed in that room, only a simple incandescent light bulb on the ceiling, which was lit with pale light all day long, and it was dark day and night.

The man locked them in the same house, put them on chains, and seemed to have several dogs.Except for feeding them every day, he almost never communicated with them. He just looked at each of them carefully with a pair of eyes with a gentle smile, observing their every move, and his eyes were full of kindness and care.

At first, those children would cry every day, but he didn't. He sat far away in the corner, watching the man comfort and comfort them very patiently.As if he could not feel the surrounding environment and the emotions of the crowd, he remained isolated and indifferent all day long, without saying a word.

He didn't know why that person locked him here, and he didn't want to know, he just wanted to stay quietly in the corner, close his eyes, plug his ears, and try his best to recall the things that made him wait with hope and courage. down people.

But suddenly one day, his persistence and peace alone were broken. A boy tried to escape and brought other children along.

That night, the man forgot to lock the door, and the door, which had always been like an iron wall, opened as soon as he pulled it.Several children were very excited. Under the leadership of a boy, they stepped out of the cell, naively wanting to escape from the house.

He Cheng stood at the door, quietly watching them sneaking through the living room like a few mice in the dark. Just when the leading boy was about to touch the doorknob of the entrance, the light in the living room suddenly turned on. .

The man was sitting on the sofa in the living room, holding the light remote control in his hand, his face, which always had a gentle smile, seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, and even his glasses were covered with a layer of cold air.

The man was furious. He dragged the children back to the cell by their hair, tied their wrists with iron chains, and grabbed their shoulder bones with big hands like eagle claws. His eyes were red like a man-eating tiger. Roar at them.

"Dad finally found you, why did you run away!"

He Cheng, who was hiding in the corner, shrank back, silently watching what happened before him.

Facing the crying of several boys, the man suddenly regained his strange calm, and his eyes were no longer full of fatherly love.He glanced back and forth on the faces of several children with vicious and cunning eyes, and his voice was sharp and cold as if from hell.

"You are not Sanji, not my son, I haven't found him yet, you are not him!"

He stared at each child viciously as if he were an enemy, rushed to them and interrogated their identities in turn, and when he got an answer that contradicted his own heart, he raised his steel-reinforced iron claw-like palm, blowing by like a hurricane. Their mouths and noses were bleeding, a boy was torn off half of an ear by him, and a boy was hit on the wall by his head and died on the spot——

Later, he walked up to He Cheng with his hands covered in blood, knelt down, grabbed his shoulders, shook him violently like playing with a puppet, and asked him tearing his throat: "Who are you? Say, who are you! "

He Cheng raised his head and looked at him with a dull face. Before he destroyed his slender bone frame, he wriggled his pale lips and said, "I am——Sangji."

He didn't know the meaning of these two words, he just wanted to survive.

Then he was taken out of his cell and into this bedroom, where he was thrown under his wings to live in chains.

Sanji—the name gave him the chance to live on, but he never forgot who he was, and never stopped waiting.If it weren't for the hope and longing in his heart, and a glimmer of light in his heart, he would completely become Sanji in prison.

But the waiting time was too long, far beyond what a young boy could bear.As time went by, he found that the images and pictures in his mind gradually blurred or even faded away.The harder he tried to remember, the faster he forgot.

Just now, when he opened his eyes, He Cheng habitually recalled the face of 'him', but found that he couldn't remember the appearance of 'him' clearly——

Suddenly, he had a hunch that unless he could be rescued before he was completely forgotten, he would die with the disappearance of his memory.

What he didn't expect was that this day really came.

The girl who always swings in the park broke into this prison city, and what's more unfortunate, she couldn't get out.

The man picked up the unconscious girl and gently placed it at the end of the bed, then sat down beside the bed and said to him, "Sangji, they are looking for you."

He Cheng leaned against the bedside, hugging an old white bear doll, suppressed the fear and anxiety in his heart, lowered his eyes and said lightly: "I don't know, Dad."

He really didn't know what the man was going to do to him, if he thought he wanted to run away, he thought the girl had been summoned by him to break into the house.If he didn't want others to find him, then he would only make one decision, which was to kill him.

At that moment, the young He Cheng had already experienced the feeling of dying. He was very nervous and calm, and at the same time, he was excited about going to an unfamiliar field—he couldn't wait any longer. After going down, at this moment, he must give himself an understanding, because he can hardly remember that person's face.

"Do you want to leave me, Sanji."

The man asked with a smile.

He gently closed the two glass eyes of the white bear, and said softly: "I don't know."

"Huh? Why don't you call me Dad? It's very rude to talk to Dad like this."

"...I'm sorry, Dad."

The man stroked his hair lovingly: "It's not your fault, poor boy, you were scared, this girl scared you."

He was satisfied to hear the young man's breath trembling with fear under his touch, and said with a smile: "But Dad has to leave you temporarily, so let's make an agreement."

He Cheng tightened his grip on Bai Xiong's ears, not daring to raise his head: "What agreement?"

"You are my son, but those people have been looking for you, and they are coming to us, and they want to take you away from me. But I know, you don't want to leave Daddy, do you?"

"……Yes."

"Good boy, but Dad must leave you now. When you go back, don't forget who you are, and don't forget Dad. In a few years, Dad will look for you."

He Cheng bit his lips tightly and didn't speak, but he was trembling with excitement, and even had the urge to shed tears.But he heard the man say again: "But I can't leave alone."

He Cheng was taken aback for a moment, then felt overwhelming despair again, he buried his head lower, hiding the sneer of despair and sarcasm on his face.

Sure enough, he still won't let him go free——

The man smiled again, and stroked his hair more gently: "I will take this little girl away, and when you are not by my side, she will fill your place until you come back, and let her leave, are you willing?"

After not hearing his answer for a long time, the smile on the man's face gradually froze. His fingers stroked his scalp, inserted into his hair roots, grabbed him tightly, and asked again: "Will you?"

The young man cried, the choked sound broke in his throat, and he whined like a small animal.

"I—will."

Later, he was dressed in a grand and beautiful dress, and men handled him like a proud work of art, and put bow ties and chains on him.

Later, the door of the room was broken open, and he saw several armed policemen rushing in. Their figures were against the light, like gods descending to earth.

He will never forget the feeling of the sun shining on his face at noon that day, it was warm, like soft feathers brushing gently on the skin.

At that moment, he seemed to be surrounded by a halo, and felt that every inch of flesh and blood in his whole body was stretched out, and there was no weight on his whole body.He seemed to be floating in the air, or had already merged with the wind—but the next second, the halo faded, and a sense of falling came over him, as if he was kicked hard while standing on the edge of the cloud, and fell into the cloud. From heaven, back to hell.

There was a muffled "boom" in the body, which seemed to be the sound of the soul falling to the ground.

He Cheng suddenly opened his eyes, and the world in front of him was spinning - he seemed to be in a distorted and split space, and what he could see was far and near.What he could hear was light and heavy at times.He tried hard to see what was in front of him, but his concentration was so disorganized and scattered that his mind couldn't hit it.He wanted to hear the voices in his ears clearly, but those voices were faint and vague, as if they were coming from the horizon.

"you're awake?"

He heard someone talking beside him, it was a young woman's voice, he wanted to see who that person was, but his whole body was sore and numb, his body was so heavy that it was difficult to even move his eyes.

"Don't move around. Your heart rate is too fast now, which can easily cause airway obstruction."

The girl spoke again. Immediately afterwards, he felt the cold needle being pierced into his right arm, and a clear liquid flowed down his blood vessels to his whole body, quickly dispelling the virtual fire buried in his body.

It wasn't until the dizziness in front of his eyes gradually subsided that He Cheng could tell that the noise that had been lingering in his ears was the sound of rain.

A little cold was applied to the skin where the needle had been pierced just now. It was almost a subconscious self-defense reaction. He Cheng, who regained some mobility, immediately grabbed a thin wrist, and his gradually focused eyes were like two scorching lights. Aim at the girl's eyes.

He finally met Chen Yunan, no, she is Gao Yuannan now.

Gao Yuannan stood by the bed, bent over to help him disinfect the bleeding wound, but he suddenly grabbed his wrist, but at the moment the man lying on the camp bed was still vaguely conscious, his mobility had not yet recovered, and he was caught With a little struggle, she broke free.

"You are Chen Yunan?"

He Cheng wanted to speak, but his tongue was stiff and numb, making it difficult to make a sound. He took a long time to force out a word from his throat.

Gao Yuannan was not surprised at all as he expected, or did not respond in any way, she was very calm.

She sterilized the needle port on his forearm with her white-gloved hands, lowered her eyes as calm as still water, and said expressionlessly: "That was my previous name, and my name is Gao Yuannan now."

For some reason, this girl's indifferent and numb expression actually made him feel a little bit of fear, which was the shudder brought to him by a sense of deja vu.

He Cheng propped up the bed with his sore arms and tried to sit up, but as soon as he moved, he felt nauseated and dizzy again as if his internal organs had been messed up, like a few sharp knives were slashing back and forth in his brain, the pain made him almost pass out past.

During the few minutes when he was struggling to sit up, Gao Yuannan stood aside, as if watching a bad actor performing a bad show, which was not enough to arouse the slightest emotion in her.

She has always maintained the attitude of a bystander, looking at him indifferently, seeing layers of cold sweat dripping from his face, his face is as pale as if covered with powder, and there is no pity that is humanly sympathetic. help before.

She just watched, the coldness made people palpitate.

He Cheng tried his best to sit up with his body, scanned the surrounding environment, and found that he was in an abandoned building. The reason why it was abandoned was because the walls were mottled and peeled off, filled with moisture, and there were several old pieces that had been eroded by time. Furniture, and it was raining outside the window at this time, it was a heavy and majestic day.

He recalled the last scene he saw before he lost consciousness. It was night at that time, but it was daytime at this time, which means that he stayed here at least one night——

He tried to recall more things, but the sound of the rain was too noisy, his mind seemed to be poured with cement, it was extremely difficult to think about this matter, and at this time he was like a disabled person with no physical strength at all.

"You remember all?"

Fortunately, his logic was still clear. He looked at Gao Yuannan again, panting heavily, and asked a question in his breath-broken voice.

Like a nurse, Gao Yuannan tidied up the syringes and other items placed on a wooden table in an orderly manner, his demeanor and tone showed the utmost indifference a person could have.

"Remember what?"

Staring at her for a long time, He Cheng quickly felt a little powerless, so he supported his forehead and pressed his temples hard, trying to stimulate his nerves that had been reluctant to come in through the pain, so as to make himself more energetic.

"Since you remember Chen Yunan, do you remember who you are?"

Gao Yuannan frowned slightly, a little puzzled, and looked at him impatiently, his tone was so indifferent that there was almost no ups and downs: "What are you talking about? Chen Yunan is just a name I used. My name is Gao Yuannan now."

He Cheng raised his eyes to look at her again, this time his gaze was much more stable, and he asked calmly, "What's the difference?"

Gao Yuannan thought for a while, and said effortlessly, "I used to have my mother's surname, but now I have my father's surname."

He Cheng was startled, a layer of scorching temperature suddenly surged in his eyes, and his eye circles were reddened.

"You, your father?"

He heard himself making a half-smile and gnashing of teeth, an eerie sound like the giggle of some angry beast.

Gao Yuannan still nodded slightly as if he couldn't perceive any emotion he showed, and then cleaned up the tray holding the medicine bottles.

"Do you remember your mother?"

As if unwilling to give up, He Cheng looked at her, gritted his teeth and asked.

But he didn't expect that when mentioning her mother, Gao Yuannan was still indifferent, but he was slower to pack the medicine bottles, and said lightly with lowered eyes: "She passed away."

He Cheng was silent, unknowingly, the cold sweat on his forehead had been evaporated by his own body temperature, and his mind was gradually regaining clarity.

"how do you know?"

"My father told me."

Gao Yuannan's side face still has the shadow of her childhood, and her quiet and indifferent attitude seems a little childish, but the words that come out of her mouth are so absurd.

"My mother died of illness when I was eight years old. Later, my father found me and took me by his side to raise me."

He Cheng struggled to lift the corners of his lips, and wanted to laugh from the bottom of his heart, but he couldn't: "He told you these words?"

"You mean my father? His name is Gao Jing."

Respectful or not, he doesn't care at all now, he just wants to know why Gao Yuannan is so 'ignorant'!

"Then do you remember me!"

He Cheng was so excited that he wanted to get off the bed, but when he moved a little, his eyes went dark for a while, so he could only fall back, reluctantly sat on the bedside, and buried his head again to pant.

Gao Yuannan gave him a strange look: "I don't remember you, but I know who you are."

He Cheng slowly raised his red eyes to look at her, and said hoarsely, "Who am I?"

Gao Yuannan said: "My father said, you are my lost brother."

A momentary loss of consciousness appeared again in He Cheng's eyes, and then a cluster of open flames burned from his heart to the top of his head. He suddenly gathered strength, got out of bed and stood in front of the table, propping his precarious body on the table with one hand, Holding Gao Yuannan's arm with all his strength, he growled with red eyes, "Look clearly! I'm not your brother, I'm He Cheng, and you're not Gao Yuannan, you're Chen Yunan!"

The force on her arm hurt her, Gao Yuannan frowned slightly, her face was still indifferent, looked at him and asked, "Is there any difference?"

He Cheng was startled for a moment, but then froze.

He finally remembered who the familiar feeling in Gao Yuannan belonged to, it was himself!

No, strictly speaking, it was him in captivity.Because he witnessed the death and blood with his own eyes, he was dominated by the instinct of fear and survival. He had no choice but to cling to that person. He was willing to be tamed by him with violence and gentleness. He gradually got used to living in shackles, and was even about to accept him. Give yourself a new identity.

But he was lucky. He got rid of the captivity and regained his freedom. Under the increasing treatment of the psychiatrist, he gradually became clear and restored his own identity, which prevented him from being completely tamed and educated.

What about Chen Yunan?She has been imprisoned longer than him. Thirteen years is enough to cause a child's mind to undergo an earth-shaking change.She is like a clay figurine that has been crushed and reshaped. From the inside to the outside, from the spirit to the soul, she has become another look.

He Cheng is not Sangji, but Chen Yunan has completely become Gao Yuannan.

"You have to figure it out, you are not Gao Yuannan, you are Chen Yunan, and your mother is not dead yet!"

In Gao Yuannan's cold eyes, there were finally one or two faint ripples, and asked in a questioning tone: "Is she not dead?"

He Cheng looked into her eyes and suddenly felt desperate. Although she asked back, she still didn't pay attention. Her eyes seemed to be asking a dead cat or dog back.

"Yes, she is not dead, she is still alive."

He Cheng's arm propped on the table began to tremble, he had no choice but to let go of her arm, and said, "If you want, I can take you to see her."

Gao Yuannan was silent for a while, and then he burst out laughing.

Seeing her smiling lowly with her lips covered, He Cheng felt her scalp tingle for no reason, and a bad premonition faintly emerged in her heart.

"why are you laughing?"

There is no malice in Gao Yuannan's laughter, she is as innocent as a girl, but her feelings are too thin, and she has no idea what kind of emotional expression will affect others.

"How did you take me to see her?"

Gao Yuannan tilted his head slightly in confusion, with a cute, simple and indifferent smile on his face, and said, "You can't get out of here."

Suddenly, He Cheng didn't know where the strength came from, and he stood up straight with the support of the table, his eyes moved away from her, and he scanned the furnishings in the room again.

This time, he saw a clean white hospital bed on the other side of the room, and a complete set of surgical facilities around it——

"what are you saying?"

The pair of beautiful and indifferent eyes on Gao Yuannan's face, which seemed to be inlaid with two glass beads, looked at him without blinking, as if he was seriously exploring something on his face, and suddenly took a step forward.

As she leaned in, He Cheng could only step back, one step back to the side of the bed, and sat on the bed.

Gao Yuannan bent down with his hands behind his back, stared at his face for a moment, then gradually moved down, from his chin to his waist and abdomen.She stretched out her hand, lightly pressed on the left side of He Cheng's abdomen, and murmured to herself in a low voice: "I want to take a kidney from you."

As she spoke, she raised her eyes, tilted her head and smiled, and said, "Interesting."