Case File Compendium

The private doctor came, exactly as Lu Zhishu said, he was a young doctor with handsome features and a slender figure. His foreign name was Anthony.

Dr. Anthony's attitude is very good, his temper is also good, and he seems to have an inexplicable kindness.

But He Yu couldn't even remember his name and face, like a dispensable symbol.

This dispensable symbol began to give He Yu hypnotherapy.

Dr. Anthony: "Young Master He, please lie down, relax, follow me and take three deep breaths..."

"Think about the things you have encountered in the past that are particularly gratifying."

"...Then what if it doesn't."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, and then said: "Then think about what you want to happen."

He Yu closed his eyes and began to think.

What does he want to happen...

Maybe he wishes he had never been born.

Maybe he hopes that neither he nor Lu Zhishu can be affected by drugs and be a normal person.

maybe...

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"You found out that I was sick after giving birth to me, so just strangle me to death!"

He closed his eyes under the therapist's hypnosis, and his consciousness slowly returned to a few days ago...

He dreamed of the time when he just woke up after he fell from the building.

He was arguing with He Jiwei: "You are trembling all day long, and I am walking dead every day. It is really boring to torture each other."

"He Yu..."

"Let's go. I'm not used to having you here. I'm getting madder. I can't hide it in the future. I'm afraid I'll lose all of your face."

The dialogue is exactly the same as in reality.

However, under the hypnotic effect of Anthony, the direction of the story began to gradually change——

In reality, He Jiwei went on to explain the secret of Rn13 to He Yu.But in this dream, He Jiwei opened his mouth and was about to speak when there was a knock on the door.

He Jiwei seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "Please come in."

"Mr. He, Dr. Xie has arrived and is waiting downstairs."

Yes.

He Yu was taken aback, it turned out that in his subconscious mind, he still hoped that Xie Qingcheng would come back.

He was so longing and so afraid, so after hearing the news, the self in the hypnotic dream froze and wanted to get up, but the restraint belt tightened around him, and the iron plates rattled.

"I don't need to see a doctor anymore. Who told you to invite him here?"

The more the young man longed, the more afraid he became. He struggled like a dragon trying to escape from the chains, and there was a madness in his eyes. Even the servant who sent the message couldn't help shrinking back.

"Let him go back!"

"Do you think he's so easy to invite?!" He Ji said sternly, "If it wasn't for hearing that you fell off the building and almost died, he wouldn't even bother to come and see you!"

He Yu was even more humiliated and anxious when he heard it: "Then let him come to visit me in front of my grave after I die!"

"If you say that you can't die, I will..."

He Jiwei raised his hand again.

He Yu looked at him coldly, his apricot eyes were fixed on He Jiwei's face without blinking.

"..."

He Jiwei's hand trembled, and he let it go again.

He took a deep breath, pushed the door and went out, the last look in his eyes seemed extremely sad, extremely anxious, but extremely tired.

"Please thank the doctor for coming up." He said to the servant, "I still have a lot of things to do....I missed the plane late, so I'm leaving first."

He Yu became extremely angry for a moment, and slammed off the edge of the bed, causing the buckles of the restraint belt to rattle.It's a pity that he couldn't turn around, and he couldn't cover his face with the quilt. In the end, he could only close his eyes tightly and tense up.

It seemed that even in his dream, he didn't want to be so ashamed in front of Xie Qingcheng at all.

Not at all.

But He Jiwei and his servant left one after another, no matter how conflicted and unwilling he was, and how much hatred he had scratching his heart, he still heard the familiar footsteps coming from far and near.

Then he stopped by his bed.

He shuddered, shuddering with longing.

Even if it was hypnosis or a dream, He Yu still seemed to be able to feel the faint aura that belonged to Xie Qingcheng.It was a very cold smell of disinfectant, reminiscent of scalpels, needles, and pale hospital wards.

He used to feel cold when he smelled it, but now he feels hot for some reason.

The man lowered his head, didn't say anything, he didn't seem to want to say anything to him, he just checked He Yu's injury, and then——

"Click."

Slight sound.

Xie Qingcheng untied his restraint belt.

——He Yu in the dream froze, as if he was satisfied to the extreme in an instant, while He Yu outside the dream closed his eyes, and there seemed to be tears under his eyelashes.

It turned out that this was what he had always hoped to happen when he was sick.

He hoped that Xie Qingcheng would untie his restraint belt himself.

He hoped that Xie Qingcheng could know that he was really sick, could believe that he was really sick, and could return to his side.

"Very good..." Dr. Anthony observed his state, and continued to guide him in hypnosis, with a soft voice, almost bewitching, "Very good, no matter what you dreamed, keep thinking...you have to believe that you can find it a way out..."

However, it is such a sentence.

Such as touching the reverse scale.

He Yu's dream world was suddenly shaken.

way out?

What is the way out?

He thought of Xie Qingcheng's cold eyes in reality, and Xie Qingcheng's resolutely telling him: "I have to leave, you will have to rely on you to get out of the shadow in your heart sooner or later."

"I'm not your bridge, He Yu. Neither is Xie Xue."

"He Yu..."

He Yu.

A sound, icy cold.

He Yu suddenly fell back into a dream, he was still lying on the bed, Xie Qingcheng untied the restraint belt for him, but the surrounding scene suddenly became very dark, Xie Qingcheng's face was also very dark, as if covered by a mask. Layer cool tone filter.

He dreamed that Xie Qingcheng's thin lips opened and closed.

He knew that Xie Qingcheng wanted to tell him why he came back.He Yu had vaguely felt that reason would sting him immensely.

He almost wanted to escape from the hypnosis immediately.

But it didn't work.

In the dream, Xie Qingcheng said decisive words word by word, and he had nowhere to hide: "Although I really wish you were dead, but this time I will take care of you until the burn is gone. Don't misunderstand me, I will , because your father gave me a very generous reward."

Xie Qingcheng's voice was extremely cold, without any emotion.

"That's more than you can afford. Enough so that I never have to see you again."

"..."

In the dream, He Yu was stabbed, like being slapped hard by Xie Qingcheng, the pain was excruciating.

He Yu outside the dream also began to breathe shortly, frowning tightly.

He wanted to get rid of this dream, but this dream was also a demon he had to break.

Under the hypnosis of his personal therapist, He Yu fell into a deeper inner world.

He continued to dream, and in the dream he saw the dusty guest room door again.

In this dream, Xie Qingcheng came back, and Xie Qingcheng lived in the room that He Yu had cleaned up carefully for him.

But in the hypnosis, Xie Qingcheng, who came back because He Yu fell from the building, was very indifferent.He almost never cared about He Yu. After recording He Yu's physical signs every day, he threw him a needle and watched him finish the injection, but he didn't even bother to give him the medicine himself.

He Yu didn't say anything at first, perhaps because of the boy's ridiculous self-esteem, he acted as if nothing had happened, Xie Qingcheng gave him the injection, and he took the injection in silence, and then Xie Qingcheng gave the injection again take away.

There is not a word of dialogue throughout, just like a silent film.

But later, He Yu's heart became more and more irritable in this silence, and he gradually didn't want to cooperate anymore.

The dream kept repeating and continuing.

Finally, when Xie Qingcheng monitored his condition as usual and handed him a tube of injection, He Yu sat on the Windsor chair in the bedroom, but did not answer it.

He suddenly asked Xie Qingcheng very calmly, but almost desperately: "Doctor Xie, have you ever thought that I might use these injections for other things?"

Xie Qingcheng didn't pay much attention to He Yu's expression, and said, "You don't seem to want to die that much."

"Really. You know me again."

He Yu smiled mockingly, suddenly raised his hand to pick up the needle, and stuck it in his body without blinking, but this time it was not an intravenous injection, but a random injection into the subcutaneous flesh and blood, and then the medicine was pushed into——

Xie Qing's expression changed suddenly, and he stepped forward immediately, but it was already too late, that piece of He Yu's skin quickly turned blue and purple, and swelled into a terrifying bump.

"But I don't actually want to live that much." He Yu said indifferently, an ordinary person would have grinned in pain long ago, but there was not even half an inch of wave on his face.

It was as if the needle had been hit on someone who had nothing to do with it.

He stared at Xie Qing's ashen-faced face with a pair of pitch-black eyes, and without blinking or moving, he pulled out the needle indifferently. There was only a little injection left in it, and the rest became He Yu's skin An increasingly unsightly bruise.

He Yu didn't take it seriously, and handed the needle back to Xie Qingcheng's hand, saying every word: "Here you are. You come."

Xie Qing had a pale face, as if he was also taken aback by his lunatic behavior.

He Yu said: "It must be you, Xie Qingcheng."

"Otherwise I wouldn't get a single shot today."

His tone seemed to be a little threatening, but carefully discerned, there was some faint sadness hidden in the words.

"Since you are here because of money, then use money to do things. Always do a good job."

Xie Qingcheng came back to his senses, closed his eyes and said, "Don't force me to tie you up too."

"Then tie it up." He Yu said indifferently, "Just like my parents, tie it up. It's not like you can't do something like this."

In the dream, Xie Qingcheng seemed to have been provoked by him and made his brain ache——

"He Yu, what exactly do you want?"

What is he going to do?

In fact, he himself didn't know.

He realized that something was wrong with him, and he seemed to care more and more about Xie Qingcheng.

He would be irritable when he couldn't see Xie Qingcheng, but he also couldn't calm down when he saw Xie Qingcheng. Xie Qingcheng became a sharp thorn in his heart, and it would be fatal to pull it out or not.

But he shouldn't be like this.

He hates homosexuality, and it is absolutely impossible to get entangled with a man. At the same time, he finds that he always thinks of Xie Qingcheng on the bed when he is not paying attention. At first, he seemed to only think about Xie Qingcheng's body , and later even longed for Xie Qingcheng's feelings——

He is too tormented.

I always feel like I can't breathe, and my heart is stuffy.

In the dream, the two were still in a stalemate. In the end, He Yu said to Xie Qingcheng: "You know, I didn't want to be like this before."

"Xie Qingcheng, you watched me grow up. You know what I looked like before....I persisted for 19 years, for the 'peace' that others and I described, that maybe there will be."

"Now I can't hold on anymore."

"My parents have always asked me to pretend to be a normal person so as not to be caught in the madhouse. The reason they dared to do this is because I have never done anything illegal. I really look like a normal person. To live, even though it’s disgusting and hard work, I can’t complain when I’m suffering, or I can’t cry out when I’m sick. Even though I have to keep observing the reactions of people around me in the face of joy, anger, sorrow, and joy, and then give them a satisfactory answer.”

"But I did."

"In 19 years, a person who should have lived in a lunatic asylum lived in a society of normal people. A person who should have been locked in a cage walked outside the cage. I was always worried that my morbidity would be exposed, and that I would learn from everyone. Envy, everyone shouts and beats me. All the friends I have are not my real friends, because they don't know what my real face is, they are just dealing with me wearing a fake mask."

"Who can I tell the truth to? I thought that at least your sister, Xie Xue, could be different from other people. But I was too naive."

"I'm sick, Xie Qingcheng." He said at the end, with a smile on his face, a sad look on his face, weird and crazy, extremely terrifying, he poked his heart, "I'm fucking sick! Who knows the truth Are you still willing to see me and treat me as before? I will live under the mask of a normal person for the rest of my life-there is still a deadline for imprisonment, and where is the deadline for my recovery?"

The voice trembles by the end.

"19 years. Xie Qingcheng."

"Why did you save me?"

"All the doctors before you couldn't relieve my illness very well. It was you who gave me hope and pushed me back into the abyss—in this case, why did you save me? Why did you lie to me? You hate Me, Xie Qingcheng—do you know that I hate you too!"

"From the day you left, I fucking hated you!"

He Yu is a person who seldom swears, but at this moment, in the dream created by hypnosis, he lost his composure. Too long of confusion fermented in his heart, and he couldn't control the tension in his blood, heart, limbs and bones. impulse.

In his dream, he lost his temper at Xie Qingcheng, like a real 19-year-old boy, irrational, unstructured, and unthinking, he poured out the words that were stuffed in his throat unreasonably and without hesitation.

He cursed and cursed, his eyes were red.

He said: "I really hate you, Xie Qingcheng."

"Now you hate me too. You said that it would be great if you let me die without even looking at me. If it wasn't for this disease, not for meeting you, we would have one less enemy in our lives. , without much pain."

"You and I, we won't hate each other to the point where we are today."

Xie Qingcheng in his dream didn't speak, but looked at him with complicated eyes. After a long silence, the man turned around: "...I'll ask the assistant to come up and give you an injection."

"Why didn't you call Xie Qingcheng yourself?! Did you see that I was scared?" He Yu's expression could be described as furious, but his tone was calm and terrifying, "Or you think I'm dirty when you touch me."

"You can think whatever you want." Xie Qingcheng said, "You are right in one sentence, He Yu."

"If it wasn't for this disease, or for meeting you, we would have one less enemy in our lives, and there wouldn't be a lot of pain."

"Please control your emotions, otherwise I can only really tie you up with a restraint belt."

"...Okay. Then tie it up as soon as possible. Hurry up!" He Yu raised his head, smiled with red eyes, and said in a faint voice, "Otherwise you will regret it sooner or later."

Xie Qingcheng ignored him, turned around and opened the door and walked out.

And the moment Xie Qingcheng pushed the door out in the hypnotic dream, He Yu's chest heaved violently in reality lying on the treatment chair. He became a fragile life on the verge of death, and the door opened again He was about to close it again, he knew that Xie Qingcheng didn't even want to stay in the hypnotic dream for a long time.

His departure seemed to have sucked the last breath of life out of his chest.

He Yu woke up suddenly, eyes wide open, breathing hard.

A line of tears rolled down the end of his eyes.

Anthony, the private doctor, sat by the chair and watched him. Seeing that he was awake, he calmly poured him water and medicine, and handed him a tissue.

"You have something in your heart that torments you, or it may be a person who torments you."

He Yu: "..."

Dr. Anthony: "Drink the medicine, at least you have now clearly seen the cause of your illness."

"If the cause is found, you can find a way to overcome and overcome it yourself."

The doctor patted He Yu's shoulder.

Then he said to him who was sweating heavily: "Today's treatment is over, Young Master He, please control yourself as much as possible, don't think about that matter or that person anymore, and take a good rest."

The author has something to say: Little Theater:

After finishing the performance of this chapter.

Xie Qingcheng: You are promising, and you can find someone to take over my job.

He Yu: It's you who didn't come back!It's you who don't want me!It's you who think I'm lying and you ignore me!

Xie Qingcheng: (looks at him indifferently)

He Yu: ...Okay brother, I was wrong, did I do it wrong?