deep hypnosis

It was already uncharacteristically hot in early May. When Yi Yang went out wearing a long-sleeved shirt, he found that many girls in the subway were already wearing short-sleeved skirts.The confidence and vigor on their faces contrasted even more with the incompatibility of Yi Yang who passed by them.Although he has a handsome silhouette and well-dressed clothes, he has attracted a lot of secretly scrutinizing eyes along the way, but today he is just a sober walking corpse, stuffed together in a crowded carriage like a fake, and driving to his destination.

However, his heart was in the opposite direction.He should have expected that Xie Jintian was such a dishonest person, even if he regained his memory, he could still go back on his word and continue to blackmail him with Xia Xue.Xie Jintian's psychology is not difficult to guess, he wants Yi Yang, a spiritual slave and emotional prisoner, to decorate his wedding with the status of a defeated subordinate.

Yi Yang had assumed the fate of this day countless times. He thought he would be heartbroken and in pain, but he never expected that those unexpected twists and turns would beat him one after another, pushing the corpse to the shore. Exposure to Xie Jintian's hatred.His heart is dying, and he has lost the strength of pain. He can only drag his well-dressed body and move step by step towards an emotional funeral dressed in a wedding cloak.

Coincidentally, when I just transferred to the next subway, I encountered a breakdown and got stuck in a dark tunnel, paralyzing the entire line.The broadcast of apology was overwhelmed by the irritability and anxiety in the car.Yi Yang managed to steal a moment of tranquility amidst the continuous noise.He even desperately hoped that time would stand still like this, so that he would always be on the road to despair, and because of force majeure, he would never be able to reach it.

During this short period of stillness, his memory sneakily flipped through the past with Xie Jintian behind his back.Every memory is followed by an inner monologue, sad, hopeless, humble, bit by bit, falling into the eyes and piercing the heart.What the chest country is actually talking about is himself. He cut out his heart and gave it to Xie Jintian with both hands, but he discarded it at will.From then on, he may be able to become a victorious general in love by a blessing in disguise, not feeling pain because of loss of heart, and not feeling happy or angry because of ruthlessness.

When he arrived at the lobby of the hotel late, the staff was dismantling the background board for welcoming guests, leaving only a one-person-high display stand, magnifying Xie Jintian's face head-on.It was Yi Yang's familiar standardized smile, which covered the lower half of his face, and there was no smile in his eyes.

And beside him is Xia Xue with a gentle smile.

Yi Yang hardly dared to meet her eyes, after all he failed to pull her out of this unfortunate quagmire.

The familiar tune of the wedding march sounded from behind the heavy door. Yi Yang walked to the heavy door and stood there for a while, but the passing waiter misunderstood his hesitation and graciously opened half of the side door for him.

Yi Yang had no choice but to accept the kindness, and slipped in sideways.Fortunately, the only light in the darkness came from the stage, and he had enough shelter to find his own seat.

There were not many empty seats, and after a while Yi Yang found the place hidden behind the pillar.It's ironic, when he helped Xie Jintian propose marriage, he also hid it like this, and now he still has to hide in this insignificant corner, being an unknown person who promotes the plot.

However, he still thought of such an arrangement as too simple.It wasn't until Yi Yang was seated that he realized that this position was facing an independent LED screen, on which the photos of the bride and groom from childhood to adulthood were played in a loop.

Really hardworking.

Yi Yang smiled wryly, even if he only looked at one corner, he could know what kind of expression Xie Jintian was standing in and what scene he was standing in, what he said and what he did in the next second... These well-known plots are sandwiched between the pages of the book In the memory, hiding in the memory, like a cycle of sad tunes, it made him sleepless, but he couldn't stop.

That tune is still lingering in his head now, against the romantic music and the solemn oath on stage.Two cute little flower girls are waddlingly delivering rings to the newcomers.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, never leave.In ancient and modern China and abroad, there is no escape from these few words.Whether it is a ring or a red thread, it represents a lifelong confinement and bondage. The essence of marriage is nothing more than this. It is just a willingness in the past. After the baptism of the years, how much can it be as stable as a rock and consistent?Whether they seem to be in harmony with each other, or are strangers in appearance, is it not the true face of marriage?It's just not humane enough.

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause, and only then did Yi Yang realize that the couple on stage were kissing affectionately.

In the midst of the uproar, he sat quietly, watching the natural pleasure of this couple.Although his heart is numb, he knows that he will be hurt in the end—when he found that the pavilion depicting the demons was razed to the ground, when he read a sentence he quoted and closed the book and fled, When throwing away his old things and running downstairs to pick them up in embarrassment, when finding his shadow on the other party and then resolutely ending the relationship...

Xie Jintian didn't need to rack his brains to punish and torture him at all, he had already laid the groundwork for his wishful thinking that would not end well.But Xia Xue shouldn't be treated like this.After Xie Jintian finally got his wish, Yi Yang and Fan Yizhou tried to rescue Xia Xue together, but found that once they appeared in Xia Xue's vision, she would feel an uncontrollable fear, accompanied by chest tightness and shortness of breath. Symptoms, suffering from suffocation.Yi Yang is no stranger to such a scene. Xie Jintian actually "cursed" Xia Xue just as he had treated him before, and Xie Jintian, who had suffered a loss once, could be said to be strictly guarded. He replaced Xia Xue. mobile phone, always by her side, and will not give them any chance to get close.

Xia Xue is his hostage and his last weight.

At this moment, the LED screen suddenly went dark, and the music stopped abruptly. Only the glaring spotlight was still aimed at the newlyweds embracing each other on the stage.

The master of ceremonies hurriedly stepped off the stage to find someone to communicate with, and the guests below started discussing without knowing what was going on.Just at this time, the LED screen suddenly lit up again, like a TV in a horror movie that was unplugged but still turned on, and began to play a silent video.

Xie Jintian stood at the door to welcome the guests, smiling politely and exchanging pleasantries in a slick manner.However, his gaze seldom falls on the beautiful and moving bride beside him, and he often just glances at it, and then jumps into the crowd to look for it.

It is also difficult for him to explain why he is so looking forward to Yi Yang's way. He has already tasted the taste of revenge, but it is not enough, just like a drop of nectar touched by the tip of the tongue of a person who has been thirsty for a long time in the desert, and the clamor that swept over him Desire nearly overwhelmed his sanity.

He became addicted to this bullying.

The more Yi Yang endured humiliation, the more he pressed on every step of the way, eagerly squeezing and sucking the pain that belonged to him alone.This kind of self-willedness has deviated from the original intention of hypnosis, but he couldn't extricate himself.Perhaps it was because they were all products of common traits bred by unfortunate families that he cared so much about Yi Yang's betrayal.It can be said that Yi Yang is like a mirror, reflecting the little-known loneliness and weakness in his heart.He gets close to him in order to turn a blind eye, and he stays away from him in order not to see clearly.

But now, he wanted to smash him, as if that would wipe out the unbearable part.

In this way, when the auspicious time was approaching, the makeup artist had pulled Xia Xue in to change clothes, but Xie Jintian still found an excuse to stand in front of the reception desk.Finally, he saw a slightly hesitant figure hovering outside the auditorium, but it was not Yi Yang.

The moment he saw Xie Yu, the ugliest part buried alive in his heart was dug out of the grave again, and his body was revived in the same facial features.That smile quietly faded away, dressed up again, and returned as cold as ice.

"I'm late."

Xie Yu's indifferent sentence undoubtedly hit Xie Jintian's weakness.

What a free apology, it hovered around the ravine that had been formed for more than 20 years, and then landed on the high ground of family affection, waiting for the natural forgiveness called family affection.At this time, Xie Jintian didn't bother to care about who made Xie Yu's uninvited visit, he just wanted to get out of this lame scene, so as not to become a miserable character who was ridiculed by others.

Seeing Xie Jintian turn around and leave without saying a word, Xie Yu could only stand there with his back straightened.He knew that to restore the relationship between father and son that had been broken for more than twenty years, he would have to overcome obstacles, but he came back here with a broken wrist just to give an account of the past.Xie Jintian may not have noticed that the less he wants to be like him, the more he resembles him. They are father and son after all, and he can't get rid of this blood bond.

Walking into the arena, he searched for the main table and sat next to his ex-wife Zheng Qiao who had carefully dressed up.She is old, really old, the old age is not only revealed in the fine lines on her face and neck that cannot be hidden, but also hidden in the lethargy of her gestures.

Zheng Qiao seemed to have known that Xie Yu was coming, and was not surprised by his appearance, but just glanced at him lightly, and ignored him.On the stage, the son he had devoted all he had raised was taking over the bride's catkin from Father Xia.

Back then, they didn't have such a ceremony. They took a few photos of a Western-style wedding dress, ate a meal with a red flower on their chest, and they were considered married.But at that time, she was also like Xia Xue at this moment, her eyes were full of happiness, she was sure that love can flow forever, and that each other can last forever.

But what happened later?Before time had time to kill her expectations with the trivialities of firewood, rice, oil and salt, her husband woke her up from her dream first.Later, her son became her everything, she had nothing but Xie Jintian, but now she was about to lose even Xie Jintian.

"In the blink of an eye, so many years."

The vulgar opening remarks finally caught Zheng Qiao's attention.The gemstone earrings hanging by her ears flashed, like a sly wink to match the atmosphere.

"Don't come here. I persuaded my in-laws that you can sit here."

Xie Yu couldn't help but be a little surprised. No wonder the Xia family, who had been inconvenient to make excuses, invited him here again. It turned out that this ex-wife interceded.

"I heard you broke up with him?" Zheng Qiao tried his best to sound casual.

So many years have passed, and time has indeed washed away some of the resentment attached to the surface, but the sadness and unwillingness that can be smelled in every breath that melts into the blood and bones always reminds me of the upside-down pain of that day.Naturally, Xie Yu should be responsible for her future misfortunes, but now that she is old, she no longer believes in a change of heart. For her, the only thing that can never be betrayed is money and material things.Xie Yu was obviously ready to repay their mother and son, so she gave him a step down, and also fulfilled her reputation of tolerance and generosity.

"Hmm..." Xie Yu had no choice but to answer truthfully to this slightly embarrassing topic, "I will make it up to you."

That's what Zheng Qiao wanted, but before she could continue, the LED screen on the stage suddenly went dark.

Xie Yu was also taken aback, and shifted his gaze to the newcomer with an inexplicable face. Then he saw the LED screen light up again. After a slight pause, he began to play an old but staggering picture.

In the picture, a man is frantically kissing and stroking a boy leaning on the desk. The boy is struggling desperately, but his hands are finally held together by the man in his arms so that he can have sex wantonly.

The boy turned his back to the camera, and he couldn't see his face clearly, but the man who was doing dirty things had a face exactly like the groom's.