Schizophrenia

Noticing the weird silence of the young man on the stage, everyone followed his gaze and looked back.I saw a man in a purple suit with weird paint on his face and a big red smiley face standing at the door: "Ladies and gentlemen, it's nice to meet you, now you have 1 minute to get out of here."

Ansang didn't speak, just looked at Napier.

"Oh, maybe you don't know who I am yet, you can call me a clown when you meet for the first time." He made a funny salute, "If you don't leave, I'll light the bomb on me? There are still 50 seconds. I The target is very obvious, just the little guy standing on the stage, everyone else can leave, I never take anger. 40 seconds."

Ansang looked at Napier with the same eyes as before.

"Oh, the first person to eat crabs appeared. You see what a wise choice he made, what a stupid decision to sacrifice his life for that clown on the stage. You see you don't even know if he is ST released Yes, after all, how could a genius who invented so many things exist? 25 seconds."

The clown sneered and mocked recklessly.

"I only want him, my goal is only him. 20 seconds."

"Leave." Ansang's voice stood out in the silence, and he looked at the crowd that was about to move, "I can handle it, Luther." He could tell at a glance that only Lex among so many people wanted to Do yourself a favor.Others already had the urge to leave when the first person left.

"You'd better not touch him!" Lex gave the clown a hard look, realizing that there was absolutely nothing he could do.

"Now, it's just you and me." But in just 2 minutes, the lively hall was empty.The clown casually pulled the bomb off his body, and then threw him aside, "Rich people don't scare you, but the red-haired one at the end is pretty good. You really are a good friend like me, Jack."

"What are you doing here?" An Sang looked at the empty hall, with snow-white tablecloths thrown on the table, goblets stacked one after another, colorful delicacies on the table, and resplendent decorations.It turned into a sarcasm in an instant, satirizing his already broken heart.

"Oh, the main thing is that I know today is your birthday. My God, you are so smart. Your birthday, I thought of my son, you know, from the first time I saw you, I knew We are very destined, you see your name is Jack." Napier said in a tone of frustration.

"If my son is still alive, he might be eight years old this year. He is small, with the same golden hair as me, and a pair of beautiful eyes. Oh, Dad will love him very much. Dad will let him be a real yourself, not a dog chained in a cage all the time." Napier looked at Ansang, who was standing in the center of the stage.

"Jack, your ability is stronger than anyone else, isn't it?" Napier didn't know what he did, and all the surrounding lights dimmed in an instant, leaving only the lights on the stage.The voice drifted over: "So I asked myself, Jack, since you are better than anyone else, why didn't you show them?"

"Are you talking to yourself?" An Sang raised his eyebrows unmoved.

"Actually, I am the buried self in your heart. We really don't talk much recently. But I am too lonely, why do you want to be in the cage? Obviously, I am the most authentic self, right? Why don't you admit it?" Napier's voice roared.

【An Sang, don't listen to him! 】Sis' voice blocked Napier's next words.

"Why did you refuse?" Napier seemed to have heard Sis's words, and his voice was inviting, "Obviously we are one person, aren't we? I am him, he is me, we are heretics, but we are also harmony, we are the night, We are light too. We are twins, our truest selves."

"Twins?" Ansang looked at the dazzling lights, "Muawiyah?"

"Yes, he is your half, your other half, your real." Pinel's voice began to blur, and it began to overlap with another voice in memory, "You are no longer Jacob? , Jacob Ann only lives in the past, Jacob Ann is dead.You are Mu'awiyah Fadiyah! '

In the darkness, the voice said: 'You are Mu'awiyah Fadeyah! '

{Don't trust anyone...}Sister?

'Your last name is not Wayne at all! 'Bruce?

'You've been a liar from start to finish...'I didn't lie to you, Bruce.

{If you are really tired...}Sister!

'Perhaps it's good that he's dead...' Bruce!

'I never got you right! 'Please look at me, Bruce.

{We are waiting for you to come home...}Sister.

'Jacob Ann is dead.You are Mu'awiyah Fadiyah! 'Lei Xiaogu's voice gradually became clearer.

【Master, I have no choice. 】A familiar female voice is far away, 【As long as you survive. 】

"Jack, what do you think you're doing." Ansang never knew that he could also sound like a subwoofer.

"I am releasing your soul and giving you freedom." Napier's voice became both familiar and unfamiliar, and Ansang knew that he had hallucinated.He couldn't tell if it was Napier talking or he was talking to himself, but was there any difference: "I'm freeing my soul and setting me free." He heard the words come out of his own mouth. Exit, "Why should I be buried."

"Let go of him, clown!" "Oh, the actor is finally here!"...

Ansang heard noises coming from far away, but all his eyes could see was fire, just like his room in the League of Assassins, there was only a ball of fire, and then a hand stretched out to him.

"Hahaha, you can only choose one, Batman!" He heard the clown yelling, "Hahaha, you really gave up on her, Batman, you really gave up on her." An Sang felt that he was surrounded by others, Cuddled in a cold and hard embrace.He felt the cold wind blowing from his back, rested his chin on the hard armor and watched the familiar stage being engulfed by flames, and then his face was covered.

'Tell me, do you like him, my boy? ' asked the man.

'I love him. ' he heard himself answer.

'Then return him to your arms. ' said the man, touching his head, 'you know what to do. '

He saw the fire, he saw the fire engulfing the world outside the glass, he felt himself falling, and the world around him was retreating rapidly.He saw the flying glass shards, he saw the explosion that swept over, and the explosion three years ago gradually overlapped with the explosion in front of him.

He saw the little lady who was deformed at the moment of being hit by a car, he saw the cute sister who was scorched by the explosion at the entrance of the movie theater, he saw Brother Bruce who turned around resolutely standing in front of the tombstone, and he saw that child Finally he let go of his hand, and he saw sister Rosalind who was swallowed by the flames with a smile.

"why?……"

'Because this is fate! Ansang saw a black shadow standing not far away, "No matter how many times you want to change, it's only a matter of time before this happens."At some point, she's still going to die.Even if it wasn't the little lady, it would be Sister Mengmeng!The fate of the two of them is doomed, just like your fate is also doomed. '

"It's not true..."

'Not real? ’ echoed the voice in the darkness, ‘No, what you foresee is true! '

"Death is the destination of all people..." whispered, "It was just a turn around, just an inadvertent, without a chance to say goodbye, just parted like this. Died in a place where I can't see..." Looking up at the explosion floor, raised his hand and lifted the scarf.

"What I want is just a chance to say goodbye." The crisp voice gradually became deeper, "What I want is just a chance to say goodbye..." I repeated, "But it's okay, since you If you don't give me this opportunity, let me create this opportunity..."

A voice in the darkness laughed, declaring that from now on, there will only be one voice: "No one can kill you except me. No one can own you except me. Because you are mine." Darkness His voice was the only one left, echoing in the darkness, "Because you are mine!"

The clown's insolent laughter, the mixed sounds of ambulances and fire trucks, and the bustling voices of people around him gradually moved away from him.The black-haired young man just stood there, looked up at the sky dyed red by the flames, and showed a bright smile: "You are right, Jack, I am yours, and you are mine."

"Mr. An? Are you okay?" Looking up, the ragged young man bent over to look at him, his dark blue eyes slowly filled with worry, "If there is anything you need help with, I will help you ..."

"I'm fine." Bruce saw the young man smiling, straightening his back as he first saw him in Central City, "I'm fine, Mr. Wayne. Please excuse me if you can." The young man turned around, Rejecting the help of others, he slowly walked into the crowd.

【Later, when the tree got old, so did the child.At the very end, the child came back.The tree said: Sorry, I have nothing now. 】

"But the child doesn't mind, he said in the usual cheerful tone: It's okay, I just want to find a place to sit."

【After hearing this, the tree was very happy: You can sit on my tree stump.The tree said so. 】

"You know, the child didn't sit on the tree stump, he sat on the ground, leaning on the tree stump and speaking slowly."

"I'm home……"

Sis, now I only have you...

I will always be with you, Ann.

The author has something to say:

Look at the chaos, hey, that's what I want, because I'm finally crazy...