under the filth

Tang Cen was never able to come out of that room again, he was repeating the same life every day, but he didn't know from which day, Lu Sheng gradually stopped coming to this room.

Maybe he came, but Tang Cen couldn't feel it anymore.

Every day after Tang Cen woke up from the nightmare, he always faced the same TV with the same news in an endless loop. He listened to the TV host reporting the news of Aisen's death over and over again.

Tang Cen still cried at the beginning, but later he became numb after listening too much, staring blankly at the TV every day, blue and white lights shone on his face, and his pale face was reflected by the cold light. Like a creepy Japanese doll.

I don't know how long these days lasted, the temperature fluctuated, Tang Cen always hugged the damp quilt to sleep, and then the TV suddenly broke, and the room lost the only object that made sound, and fell into silence ever since.

After Tang Cen woke up, he always knelt on the head of the bed with his head drooped, his unfocused eyes were looking at nowhere, he opened them blankly, and blinked slowly after a long time.

But one day, Tang Cen suddenly heard a woman's scream.

An unfamiliar scream came from a distance, slowly rose from the ground, and then slowly approached the room where Tang Cen was.Maybe it was because the woman was screaming too miserably, Tang Cen's body, which had already found it difficult to react to the outside world, even trembled violently.

The screams became clearer and clearer from far to near, and Tang Cen couldn't ignore them. He stood up while leaning on the railing at the head of the bed, and tried to walk to the door, but he was tied around his neck after taking the first step. The iron chain yanked violently and fell to the ground.

At this time, the screams had already reached the door of the utility room, came in through the wall, and echoed in the room.

"Bang bang bang——" There was a sudden knock on the door accompanied by screams, mixed with fragmentary voices, like ghosts crying and howling wolves from the depths of hell.

Tang Cen, who was still in shock, kicked his legs indiscriminately, and tried his best to hide in the corner behind him.But the knock on the door only rang for a short while, and with a dull bang, the knocking and screams disappeared, leaving only the sound of footsteps and objects being dragged.

The sound of footsteps slowly left from Tang Cen's door. Tang Cen huddled in the corner formed by the mattress and the wall in horror. He was locked in the room all this time and didn't know what happened that day. The voice kept echoing in his mind.

Tang Cen's body twitched all the time. He felt a red shadow shaking in front of his eyes, and there was a warm object on his hand. He couldn't see what it was, but Lu Sheng's blood-stained hands kept appearing in front of his eyes. and a ferocious smile.

It didn't take long for Tang Cen to lose consciousness. He couldn't remember what happened afterwards, but when he regained consciousness, he was no longer in the original room.

Tang Cen opened his eyes and found that the big bed under him was no longer wet, the quilt was also dry, and everything in front of him was unfamiliar.

The room, which is more spacious than the utility room, is filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant. The pale ceiling and walls are clean without a trace of blood. A woman in a white uniform stands by the bed, using medical cotton dipped in alcohol Ball dealt with his injuries.

Just like last time, everyone except Lu Sheng was standing within Tang Cen's reach, but he didn't ask her for help again.He vaguely knew where this was, but there was no fluctuation in his heart.

This was nothing more than a trick played by Lu Sheng on him.

The nurse treated Tang Cen's wound, and found that he was awake, his eyes were open and he didn't know what he was looking at, so he ran out quickly.

Hearing the sound of the nurse pushing the door out, Tang Cen moved his gauze-wrapped hand resting on the edge of the bed, and slowly stretched out his hand to the small trolley containing the medical equipment.

Taking advantage of the time when the nurse went out to call for help, Tang Cen stole a pair of scissors from the trolley. He used the scissors to slit his neck and cut off the blood vessels.

The blood gushing from the neck splattered all over the ward, and the white walls were covered with spots of blood.

Tang Cen lay on the cold hospital bed, his breathing became faster and shallower, and he felt the temperature of his body gradually draining away.As the amount of blood loss increased, he gradually lost consciousness, but before he completely fell into a coma, he vaguely saw a person who had become very strange push open the door of the ward.

Having lost nearly half of his blood, Tang Cen still failed to commit suicide in the end. He was sent to the operating room by the doctors who came after hearing the news, and was rescued again.

Tang Cen was lying on the hospital bed, the wound on his neck had been sutured, wrapped in white gauze, and a needle was stuck in his arm, and the blood plasma hanging above his head was slowly infused into his body.

When Tang Qian came in, Tang Cen was already awake. He looked at his younger brother who was sitting beside the hospital bed, hesitant to speak, and silently turned his head to the other side.

Sitting in front of the hospital bed, Tang Qian looked at his elder brother who was covered in bruises, but couldn't speak a single word from the manuscript he had typed earlier.

Tang Cen was silent, and Tang Qian didn't speak, until the nurse came in and urged Tang Qian to leave, and the young man who had receded from his childishness said in a trembling voice: "This is the third time, the third time I saw my brother full of tears. They were carried away covered in blood."

The first time was at Tang's house, Tang Cen broke his wrist; the second time was at Lu Sheng's apartment, Tang Cen was in a coma covered with unknown blood; the third time was at the hospital , Tang Cen cut his own neck.

"sorry."

Tang Cen's voice sounded behind him, Tang Qian paused before leaving, and turned his head in disbelief, but Tang Cen had closed his eyes and seemed to have fallen asleep.

Although part of the reason for Tang Cen's suicide was the nurse's dereliction of duty. She did not take good care of the medical equipment, which led to a series of subsequent accidents, but Tang Qian did not pursue the responsibility. Transferred to a mental hospital.

Tang Qian originally wanted to ask his brother what he meant, but from being rescued to being transferred to a psychiatric hospital, Tang Cen only said that sentence from beginning to end.

After being transferred to a psychiatric hospital, Tang Cen's condition did not improve at all.

In Tang Cen's eyes, the ward of the mental hospital was the same as the utility room where Lu Sheng imprisoned him. He was tied to the bed every day and forcibly underwent examination and treatment.

People in white coats came and went, occasionally stopping by Tang Cen's bedside to look at the vials hanging on the infusion stand, or to draw a tube of blood from his arm with a syringe.

No one cares if he wants to, or if he suffers from it.

Tang Cen accepted the treatment in the hospital numbly. When doctors and policemen asked him questions, he always lowered his head and stared blankly at the blue bracelet on his wrist.

There was a strip of white paper on the bracelet, and there were two lines of characters printed on it. Tang Cen could only make out these words: "Name: Tang Cen. Age: 34..." There were a few more characters behind that, but He could no longer understand what they meant.

It turned out that he was 34 years old.

Eisen will be 34 years old next year...

What about Eisen?Why didn't he come to see me?

The doctor in front of him was still asking Tang Cen relentlessly, and the faces of the people behind him were faintly impatient, but Tang Cen could no longer listen to anything.

"Eisen! Eisen!" Tang Cen kept calling Eisen's name, even ignoring the nurse's obstruction, struggling to stand up, but his weak legs could not support his body, and he only stood for a few short moments. In seconds, he fell to the ground.

Tang Cen sat on the ground, carelessly rubbed his hands on the ground, and muttered non-stop.

The doctor terminated the treatment, and three or five strong male nurses carried Tang Cen back to the hospital bed, pressing down on his hands and feet firmly.

Tang Cen was suppressed by an adult male, which overlapped with the most horrifying fragment in memory.He began to struggle, the sound of the hospital bed babbling and shaking mixed with his roar, Tang Qian stood in the corner, the mobile phone in the call was turned on speakerphone, the people at both ends of the phone heard the horrible voice, the cold feeling of backflowing blood Spread to the whole body.

When Tang Cen was desperately resisting, the doctor inserted a needle into his blood vessel and pushed the tranquilizer into his body.

After the tranquilizer took effect, Tang Cen gradually stopped struggling, and the medical staff released him.Tang Cen curled up, his roar turned into a suppressed cry, tears soaked his temple hair, leaving dark water marks on the bed sheet.

He forgot that Eisen was dead and could never see him again.

After Tang Cen woke up, he stared out of the window in a daze. He still ignored everything the nurse and doctor said, and immersed himself in his own world.

Tang Cen was once afraid of going to the hospital alone and facing his own illness alone. Tang Cen has struggled in pain for more than ten years, but now he is locked up alone in this ward with iron fences.

I want to die.

Tang Cen's pupils reflected the shadows of birds outside the window, he slowly choked his throat, but suddenly a petite figure flashed past his hospital bed, a girl about thirteen or fourteen years old stood in front of him .

The girl lay on Tang Cen's bed with her face in her hands, and told him quietly that she was going to change wards.

Tang Cen's eyes moved, he glanced at her calmly, and then slowly turned back to his original position.

The girl lives in the same ward as Tang Cen. She likes to draw very much and always squats on the floor of the ward to draw.

She lived in this ward for a long time, and never said a word to Tang Cen. Both of them went about their own business quietly.She kept drawing. Tang Cen lay on his hospital bed, sometimes staring at the ceiling in a daze, and sometimes fell asleep drowsily.

But Tang Cen knew that the girl's drawing pencils would wear out quickly, because there were no sharp objects in the ward, so she always asked the nurses to help her sharpen the pencils, or went to the nurses to sharpen the pencils herself under the supervision of the nurses.

The girl was not angry because of Tang Cen's silence, but said with a smile: "I like uncle very much. Unlike the people who lived here before, uncle always harassed me to draw, so I gave him a present."

Tang Cen watched as the girl took out something from the pocket of her hospital gown, and then lifted her quilt.

A cold hand rested on Tang Cen's, and put something cold in his hand.

"This is a secret between me and my uncle, don't tell anyone else." The girl raised her finger to her lips, and made a confidential gesture to Tang Cen.

The girl left the ward very quickly. After she left, Tang Cen slowly raised his hand, glanced at it shallowly, and then suddenly closed his eyes.

Tang Cen had a sharp blade in his palm, and on the third day after the girl left, he used the blade to cut one wound after another on his thigh.He didn't know how to strike, the wounds overlapped and criss-crossed, and even cut off a few pieces of bloody minced meat.

The patient gown was covered with minced meat and blood, and was quickly discovered.

The blade was confiscated, and Tang Qian also came after hearing the news.

Knowing that Tang Cen started to harm himself again, Tang Qian was worried that Tang Cen would do something to hurt him again, so he had to transfer him from the mental hospital to a private nursing home.

Tang Cen lived in the nursing home for half a year, silently rejecting countless doctors, and finally waited for He Xiu who came from England.