When the mirror ends

Six hours before the plane took off, Peng Zefeng decided to meet the father.

Although he deserved to be executed, he still had the right to die as a human being, and he did not deserve to be tortured like this.Peng Zefeng didn't know how they would treat him in the future, but at least he could help him now.

He still has time, and he still has time.

Half an hour later, Peng Zefeng appeared in front of the man with his afternoon tea.

The man is emaciated, both in physical and mental condition.

"Want to eat?" Peng Zefeng asked.

The man looked at Peng Zefeng sluggishly, then he shook his head slowly.

He is very confused, he feels that there are many people in his mind, and they seem to be all him and none of them are him.

Peng Zefeng took a bite of the biscuit, "It's delicious, try it?"

The man took the rectangular biscuit that Peng Zefeng handed over, put it into his mouth mechanically, and chewed.

After scooping up a spoonful of yogurt, Peng Zefeng's eyes lit up. As expected, it was made directly from the ranch, and it was delicious.

He pushed another bowl to the person opposite.

When the other party started eating spoonful after spoonful, Peng Zefeng asked, "Do you still remember your name?"

What is my name?The man's movements stopped.

Arid Dunn?

Do not!

The man dropped the spoon and covered his head in pain.

Peng Zefeng's voice came in a timely manner, "No matter what, yogurt is delicious, right?"

yogurt?

"Cookies are good too, aren't they?"

Not bad...yes, they all taste good.

The man let go of his head, his eyes cleared a little.

The yogurt and biscuits are both delicious.

not bad.

delicious.

Peng Zefeng gave the man another biscuit. This time the man was no longer as inactive as he was at the beginning. It could be seen that he was a little bit looking forward to it.

For humans, the feeling of food is always the most real.

So for a confused person, food can help him recognize himself.Find a little bit of cognition that you can trust, and you will feel at ease.

"My name is Peng Zefeng... Now that we shared food and told you my name, we are friends, right?" Peng Zefeng folded the napkin twice and handed it to the man, "It got to the corner of his mouth."

The man looked at Peng Zefeng with doubts and thoughts in his eyes, "Friend?"

"Yes, friend. Would you like me to be your friend?" Peng Zefeng said.

The man lowered his head, looked at the yogurt in his bowl, and nodded, "Then, let's exchange names."

Seeing that the man's spirit was about to become unstable again, Peng Zefeng stretched out his hand to hold the man's shoulder, and then looked into his eyes, "Don't be afraid, just tell your friends your name, there is nothing to be afraid of, right?"

With hints and introductory words that quieted the man, he began to think about what his name would be.

Not Arid Dunn, what is that?What is my last name?My... my name is White, my first name, my first name is...

"My name is Ryan White."

Peng Zefeng smiled and said: "Okay, then we are already friends. We can chat casually, if you are free."

"I think I should be free." Ryan hasn't been in such a relaxed state for a long time. Some time ago until just now, his brain was always running the thinking of multiple people at the same time, and the emotions of men and women were mixed together. .

So he has no time for anything else, whether it's communicating or eating normally, he can't do it.

But now, it's very comfortable to get along with this person.Especially his smile, he looks very nice when he smiles.

"I'm glad to hear you say that it's boring to stay abroad alone, and it's more enjoyable to chat with friends." Peng Zefeng said.

"Well, me too." Ryan White looked at Peng Zefeng carefully. He knew it was impolite to do so, but he couldn't help it.

This is actually Peng Zefeng's purpose. When he finds the similarities between himself and "other people", he will naturally think of the scene when he met them, and if he is good, he can also think of the reason why he was found.

So Peng Zefeng let the opponent's eyes wander around him at will.

Ryan's messy attention, which he didn't know how to place, slowly focused on Peng Zefeng.

There is a very warm energy about this person.

He behaves and talks with a sense of proportion that does not create a sense of distance, and there is nothing wrong with his friendliness and sincerity.

Ryan remembered how he became like this. On that day, several people who were very similar to Peng Zefeng approached him and said that if they were willing to sign the agreement, they would give his wife a large bonus.

It's a bonus, not a pension.

To reward him for his contribution to science, for his contribution to the cause by volunteering as an experimenter.

He agreed.

He did not protect his daughter well, nor did he fulfill his due obligations to his wife.

Because he became a heinous criminal.

He killed a lot of people, but he is willing to pay for the excess with death, although it may not be enough.

However, there is still a chance for redemption.

They sent him the opportunity. As long as he is the experimenter, he can make even a small contribution to this research, which can be regarded as helpful to those who are suffering from psychological and mental illness.

And, selfishly, he was glad to be able to give his wife one last bit of pride before he died.

Of course, what happened later was indeed beyond his imagination, no wonder such an experiment would find a death row prisoner like him.

Gradually, he began to wonder who he was.Not only that, but his mind is messed up by being overdrawn and engineered.He couldn't tell who was who, his thinking became extremely illogical, and his senses began to be confused, auditory hallucinations, visual hallucinations, non-existent touch sensations, and non-existent smells.

His life was full of pain.

Unlike the pain caused by the tragic death of her daughter, this pain does not come from the heart, but an uncontrollable torture.

Pain breeds resentment and fear, and fear and resentment breeds more pain.

He became unable to trust himself or others, and he did not dare to have any affirmation of the world he saw.

He was abandoned by the world.

Ryan's eyes gradually filled with sadness, he didn't want to die.

He didn't want to die not because he really didn't want to die, but because he was hypnotized to suggest that he would not actively seek death under any circumstances, in order to prevent him from choosing to commit suicide in his dreams, or choose to end himself when he was in a trance.

He didn't want to die, but living was just endless coldness to him.

He wanted to be free if he could.

But, is the person in front of him the same group as them?He is like this, is there still use value?

fear, resistance.

Peng Zefeng quietly waited for the other party to fix his eyes again, and when he remembered something that should be remembered, he said unhurriedly, "Lian, you seem to hate me a little?"

Ryan shook his head subconsciously. Although Peng Zefeng may be the one who brought new pain, but thanks to him, he is really good now, and he feels good whether it is a fake or not.Maybe, maybe it's just a psychologist's professional thing, but it is a rare kindness for him.

"I think you should have guessed my identity, but please believe that I don't have any purpose." Peng Zefeng paused, "If I have to say it, my purpose is to cure you and get you out of the sequelae of the experiment come out."

And this action is only based on a father's love for his daughter.He has great respect for that.

If this person does not have any shining points of humanity, then he is just a heinous murderer. No matter how inhuman the experiment is, Peng Zefeng will not interfere.

But in this situation, Peng Zefeng was only doing what he could, and he still wouldn't intervene.

After all, killing is killing.The object of his hatred has extended from the culprit to the family members who have fallen into trouble. It is a fact that he killed people who are not guilty of death.

So Peng Zefeng will not visit the prison to find a lawyer like he did to Gu Wuyuan.

He just let Ryan White face the punishment he should accept as a normal person.

"I...damn it, and I didn't take it seriously." Ryan struggled a bit, but decided to tell the truth, "I plead guilty and am willing to atone. They gave me this opportunity and gave my family a sum of money. I should thank them. But , I can't stand it, I can't stand the feeling that I'm not in control of myself.

"It's hard for me to explain that feeling. Sometimes I know my existence, but I can see my body executing the instructions of another thought, but I seem to know that thought. We seem to be one but not. Because of being implanted After seeing all kinds of lives and times, I often don't know which one is more real.

"Everyone gave me the same feeling, including 'me'. Some experiences were too profound and shocked me greatly. Compared with the life of 'me', it was very insignificant. The subconscious was very repulsed by this situation, but I can't get rid of it, and I have to keep accepting it. Talking to you in such a clear way like now is something I couldn't believe before.

"You haven't left yet, is it because my situation is temporary?"

Ryan White's situation is much better than Peng Zefeng expected. He can simply tell him the cause of the incident and describe and analyze his own situation. It can be said that his mentality is very strong.If there is no crime, it should be a rare talent.

"Yes, the current situation is only temporary. Once I leave, no one will imply that everything will return to normal."

Of course, such a serious mental trauma cannot be healed by Peng Zefeng's few words.

Is that really the case... Ryan took a deep breath, as if he was going to make a decision, and he wanted to confirm something before making a decision, "My wife, is she okay?"

Peng Zefeng was a little surprised, but he respected his decision, "It's good, I had a video with her before I came here."

"So, how about the people who didn't die in the fire?" Ryan White asked.

After Peng Zefeng saw the flash in Ryan's eyes, he stopped struggling and was replaced by a slightly dim but firm light. The corners of his mouth slightly lowered and then raised, and finally froze. Frank smile.

"They are recovering. One girl had a severe burn on her arm that still left marks after many years, and one boy had a scar around the eye, but the eye has completely healed. But the old man is not doing well. They came from xxxx state Come on, I've been taking care of the two children since the funeral of their loved ones, and I'm tired now."

"That's it." Ryan lowered his eyes and was silent for about 2 minutes. "Sure enough, I still want to continue. It's not that I'm not afraid, and it's not that great. It's just that I think I should continue to atone. It's impossible to go to heaven and reunite with Liz. But at least it won't make it difficult for her to say that she is the daughter of a garbage dumper."

"I see, I will convey what you mean." Peng Zefeng respected any decision Ryan White made when he was sober.

Ryan stood up and bowed, "Thank you very much for allowing me to make such a decision in a sober state. Maybe I will not know you when we meet next time, so please let me express my thanks to you again. 'Make up your own mind' means a lot to me, thank you."

Peng Zefeng also stood up, and he snapped his fingers in Ryan's ear, "There is a small house in your world, where your daughter's music is played. If you feel that you are going to get lost, you can go and stay there until now This consciousness dominates." After speaking, Peng Zefeng snapped his fingers again.

Ryan came back to his senses, he felt as if he had experienced something wonderful, but wasn't he thanking him?

"You're welcome, and I'm also very grateful for everything you've done for this." Peng Zefeng hugged Ryan lightly, "Goodbye, my friend."