When the mirror ends

conspicuous?

This is a new adjective for Sun Leming. He used to be called handsome, but now people say he is ugly, but he has to be said to be "conspicuous" in both periods, and he can be distinguished at a glance in the crowd. Open appearance.

"You don't like conspicuous people?" Sun Leming asked.

Before Peng Zefeng could answer, puzzlement appeared on his face again, "But you like Yu Feng."

As he said that, Sun Leming's eyes widened, his face approached Peng Zefeng, nose to nose, and he said word by word: "He is more popular than me, but you are willing to be with him."

It's over, and angry again.

Peng Zefeng himself wasn't too scared, but the other party seemed quite angry.

The tip of Sun Leming's nose rubbed against Peng Zefeng's skin, then stopped at his neck, and bit him hard.

Peng Zefeng: ... a dog?

Sun Leming didn't bite on the vital part, but the wound was not shallow, and the blood kept bleeding.

"You're so smart, I have to distract you, or I can't beat you."

"thank you for your approval."

Sun Leming didn't expect Peng Zefeng to say thank you to him, so he burst into tears.

He cried and begged Peng Zefeng's forgiveness, "Don't be angry with me, I, I can't control myself sometimes, I don't want to hurt you... I'm sorry, I'll tie it up for you, you, you wait for me!"

Then he scrambled and ran to the room behind him, and there was a sound of rummaging through the door after entering the door.

"Don't worry." Peng Zefeng shouted.

The blood flow is not fast, and it is getting slower and slower, and there is no danger for the time being.And he just messes things up by searching like that, and it won't be fast at all.

Of course, the point is that Peng Zefeng has finally found out what the other party wants: gentleness.

It is typical to eat soft but not hard, just coax it well.

Finally, Sun Leming came out with sterile cotton balls and bandages for the wound.He carefully wiped away the blood around Peng Zefeng's wound, and said softly, "It doesn't hurt, it doesn't hurt."

Peng Zefeng also responded softly, "Well, it doesn't hurt."

Sun Leming obviously took a deep breath, held back his tears, and quickly treated Peng Zefeng's wound before sitting on the ground and crying.

Crying... quite sad.

"It's okay, it will be fine in a few days."

"I'm sorry woo woo..." Sun Leming apologized at the first word.

Peng Zefeng has seen many people cry, but not many are as pure as Sun Leming. He cries like a little boy who broke his beloved Transformers.

That's a lot of weight.

Although he is a pervert, he really likes himself.

It is because he is really regarded as a "hero" that he is so sad.

Maybe he should understand the heart of his "fan" and give him a hand, probably...he is also a person who is living a helpless and dark life.

Even if he may be the main culprit of this "game", he should be made a normal person, so that he can feel the punishment of the law and then repent.

All in all, first gain trust, and then let him release the child downstairs, and set up another location as much as possible.

"It's okay. Don't cry, I can't hear you clearly."

Sun Leming looked up at Peng Zefeng.

His hero said softly, "How are you doing after your freshman year?"

Clearly knowing that Peng Zefeng was trying to analyze his psychology, Sun Leming still couldn't resist answering this greeting from an old friend, he said:

"Originally, according to the school's regulations, those who fail more than three subjects per school year and three subjects will be expelled, but after discussing with the school, my family donated a building in exchange for the opportunity to continue my studies...so I can continue to stay in School, and then I resigned from all clubs.

"Although it was a bit stiff, I was relaxed. At that time, I really wanted to study this major well, so I went to the library every day in the second semester. I didn't have much contact with people, but there were a lot of rumors. They say I'm cheating and a scumbag, they say I'm causing abortion, they say I use money to humiliate girls who like me...

"When I knew this, the rumors were already spreading, and even my roommate's attitude towards me became very subtle. At this time, someone in the class was expelled from the school for cheating on the exam, and somehow it involved me at the end of last semester. I failed three courses, saying that I was the garbage left by going through the back door. Why can I leave garbage like me?

"I can't refute it, because I did stay with money. But I didn't expect this incident to trigger a domino effect. They think that since there is a true part in the rumors, are those also true? After all I'm a rich son, and I have a backstage, what can't I do?

"No accident, I was excluded. I find it ironic that people who study psychology are also involved in school violence, but what can I do? This kind of thing can't be proved by itself. Other people's thoughts... I also I can't change it. It's a lot of pressure, and I have to spend a lot of time every day to relieve myself, because I can't stay away from the source of stress.

"Self-mutilation is a habit that I started to develop at that time. At first, I just pinched my arm or something. Later, only seeing blood could relieve my anxiety. I knew this was not good, so I went to the hospital and prescribed medicine. The doctor advised me to suspend school, but If I dropped out of school, why did I end up in this situation?

"Didn't I quit the society and agree to donate the building to my family for the sake of my studies? Then I dropped out of school because of the rumors brought about by these? I can't accept it. I must get a psychological license and a degree certificate, otherwise I will endure all these things." What is it for? But I underestimated the darkness of people’s hearts, even if I accept it and don’t provoke it, they won’t treat me as if I don’t exist.”

Sun Leming suddenly laughed when he said this, the calm narration just now seemed like a flash in the pan, the more he laughed, the weirder it became, as if he was going to die in the next second.

He covered his face and whispered something in his mouth. He spoke so fast that Peng Zefeng barely heard a few words clearly.

Sun Leming said: Go to the garbage, go to the monster, go to the scum, go to all of them, go to death, die, die, die, die...

As if in a daze, the whole person kept cursing.

Or...he was repeating what those people in his spiritual world said to him.

He felt they wanted him dead.

And he wanted them dead too.

He felt that they could not be allowed to die.

He feels himself in pain every day.

He wants to mingle with them.

He loathes these people.

He wants to change places.

He is dealing with such an environment.

He couldn't hold on anymore.

He was sitting on a chair outside the psychological consultation room, and Peng Zefeng said a word to him:

"Why are you sitting here, it's your turn to be on duty."

That's right, he can be regarded as a quasi-psychiatrist anyway, so he is qualified to take turns in the school's psychological counseling room, and he should be responsible for the students who come to talk.

Peng Zefeng's words were like the fine moonlight shining from the forest, falling on the dark river in his heart, swaying on the surface of the river with the breeze, as if tearing the darkness to pieces, letting him know that there is an existence in the darkness. A forest and a river, and he has been standing in front of the river, promising light.

He hasn't given up on himself yet.

Later, he heard that Peng Zefeng sent Yu Feng's mentor to prison because he attempted to rape Yu Feng.

Most of these cases were given light sentences, and it was even more difficult to guarantee that the victim was an adult male, especially since this was an attempted case. According to the law, it was just a matter of going on a tour. However, the lawyer Peng Zefeng hired made the mentor sentence him for several years.

He suddenly envied Yu Feng, he was obviously good-looking, and he was obviously persecuted because of this, but he was so popular and someone protected him.

Why... doesn't he have a friend like Peng Zefeng?

If he can notice him, and they can become friends, will he stand up for him, clarify those damn rumors, and let those who spread the rumors get the punishment they deserve?Would he not be in such pain?

If, if...they're friends...are friends...

They are not friends.

He can only look up to him, because they are not from the same world.

However, the existence of such a person is enough.

As long as he exists, he is a hero.

Sun Leming finally stopped cursing. He let go of his hand, panting heavily, and then turned his back to Peng Zefeng to stabilize his emotions.

He knew that he had two personalities, and that the other was crazy, sometimes hurtful, and emotionally unstable, and a single word might irritate him.

But he is able to obtain the memory of another personality, and the other personality does not know his.

The only thing they have in common is their admiration for Peng Zefeng.

His lifeline was also his.

It's just that he, as the main character, has been hiding all the time, pushing him selfishly to resist the harm from the outside world, letting him face the dark and cruel world alone, and fighting for the rare time together when Peng Zefeng appeared... he , is not a good thing either.

But people are selfish, so what if it is another personality?As long as you don't suffer, you are fine, as long as you can enjoy life.

As long as I can see Peng Zefeng, it will be fine.

"I'm sorry." Standing in front of Peng Zefeng, Sun Leming lightly touched the bandage on Peng Zefeng's neck with his fingers, "The other one I did to you was too much."

After the violent emotional fluctuations, there was sudden stability. Peng Zefeng quickly thought of a possibility, dual personality.

This is a sub-personality?still?

In the cases that Peng Zefeng knew, basically the sub-personality knew the existence of the main personality, and the main personality could not share the memory of the sub-personality, so his existence could only be judged by the traces left by the sub-personality. secondary personality.

But the sub-personality is usually split to solve problems or endure pain. According to this benchmark, the personality just now is more inclined to be the sub-personality, because it is obvious that Sun Leming is doing well, at least his mental state is very stable.

And judging from the tone, this is more like an ordinary person, because his pain has a successor personality to face and bear it for him.

But splitting a sub-personality to "enjoy blessings" is not logical and the cause of this disease.

What is the situation?Peng Zefeng had a plan in his heart, and it would become clear if the communication continued.

He said, "It's okay."

Then smiled, "Also, hello."