Short story department

In the groggy state, Han Dong only felt suffocated and gasped for breath. The feeling of suffocation seemed to be relieved, but his throat was as dry as fire.He tried to cough twice, and quickly drank the water with a slight sweet taste.Then, another burst of dizziness.

A warm hand stroked his face, Han Dong frowned, and called silently—Teacher Situ.

After an unknown amount of time, Han Dong felt himself being dragged along."Caracalla" was heard in discomfort, followed by another drag.

The cold and hard ground made him feel very uncomfortable, and the heat seemed to be getting worse. He opened his mouth, wanting to drink something more.The sweet water flowed into his mouth again, and he swallowed greedily.

Good boy, drink slowly—someone said so.

When I was unconscious, my body gradually became cold, and I felt a sharp pain suddenly.

In a daze, there was a pungent smell and a strange touch.The slippery cloth rubbed up, and the familiar feeling of vomiting was overwhelming.

Han Dong let out a wow and spit out a lot.The tightness in the chest was finally much better, and I could breathe smoothly.However, the sudden pain made him dizzy.

Slaps hit his face one after another, accompanied by vague obscenities.On the contrary, Han Dong became more conscious, and finally remembered his purpose for coming out.

The raised palm was caught by Han Dong again.The abuser looks at his prey in amazement.

Han Dong was expressionless, his eyes were cold to the bone.Staring at the woman, he opened his mouth.His voice has no ups and downs, no emotion, and simply speaks the truth.

"Medicated. You're just an amateur."

The perverted murderer laughed ferociously: "You look very unusual."

Han Dong still had a dead face and said, "It's useless. No matter how much you stimulate me, I won't feel it."

His instructions annoyed the woman very much.In fact, she also noticed something was wrong, no matter what she did, the new prey didn't respond at all.Annoyed, she waved her other hand to impress him.However, this seemingly soft, fragile man who needed protection suddenly grabbed her neck!

Han Dong's weakness is only in front of good people...

The woman was thrown to the ground, and Han Dong kicked her handbag away.No matter how the woman kicked and beat her, she would not let go of the hand that was choking her neck.He was a little excited, and this excitement even crushed his remaining rationality.

"I've always wanted to do this." Han Dong said with a dull face, "Strangle you with my own hands! I've been thinking in my dreams that it would be a pleasure to strangle you."

The woman never expected that he was so powerful.I was careless for a while, and thought that he had taken the medicine and was powerless to resist, so he didn't take the gun!The woman gritted her teeth fiercely and said, "No, it's impossible. The medicine works very quickly... You, you will soon lose your strength."

"Really?" Han Dong tilted his head, "I have to be injected with a lot of drugs every day, do you understand drug resistance?"

The woman scratched Han Dong's arm vigorously, and suddenly saw many new and old needle holes on his right arm.Can't help but think, who is this person?

"We are all patients." Han Dong said as a matter of course, "I have seen professional ones. No drugs, no guns, just persuasion can make the other party give up resistance."

"You..." The woman kicked her feet, trying to overturn Han Dong.Han Dong got up, and sat on the woman's stomach hard in the next second, making her vomit acid water.Han Dong frowned: "Don't you have any money? Why don't you go for surgery?"

Without waiting for the woman to answer, he said to himself: "Oh... I get it. You like this kind of stimulation, which will get you more. I hate this place. But I don't hate you. No, no, no, no. I want to strangle you, you... just like him. But you're an amateur and you're letting me down."

Han Dong's consciousness has begun to become confused, and there is only one thought left in his mind - strangle you to death!

Before the woman suffocated, she finally knew how to attack Han Dong.She punched him in the eye, to get a breather.

It was dark in the empty barn.A woman in a state of embarrassment ran towards her handbag while rolling and crawling; a man in scantily-clothed clothes followed her slowly.She finally got the gun in her purse and turned back to pull the trigger.The bullet flew past Han Dong's shoulder.

Blood flowed down his shoulder in an instant, and he seemed to be unconscious, approaching the opponent on his own.

The woman yelled, "I'm going to kill you!"

"Thank you for your help." Han Dong never showed a blank expression, he just looked at her, "I really want to die, but I'm too lazy to do it myself. Last time I worked hard last time, and he found out. He was very happy Be anxious, just like you are now."

What is a little bit of a big deal?The woman was completely stupid in front of Han Dong.

Han Dong approached the woman step by step, muttering like a dream: "He washed the blood off my hands with water, and he also bandaged my wounds. His hands are long and beautiful, just like him. "

White and clean, slender fingers.Why are Wei Jun's and Teacher Situ's hands so beautiful?Why are my hands so small and ugly?

Han Dong lowered his head and looked at his actually very clean palms.

Oh, I remembered.These hands took a person's internal organs and sent them to his mouth, so they were dirty; these hands had performed countless services for that person, so they were ugly.

Would it be better if he killed that person?

Han Dong suddenly changed back and forth, suddenly speaking incoherently.It wasn't just the woman who was confused, but also Situ Yan who was hiding in the corner!

In fact, Situ Yan has been following Han Dong.Whether it's in the bar or in the bathroom.From the very beginning, he felt that Han Dong's purpose in agreeing to help was impure.But this still made him very happy. At least, Han Dong, who didn't react to anything or feel anything, had something to do.

He wanted to see clearly what Han Dong wanted.

Situ Yan watched Han Dong being dragged into the warehouse, and watched him being wounded by the woman's gun.Situ Yan tried to rush up several times, but restrained himself.He had to wait, wait for Han Dong to act!

Situ Yan was shocked when he really waited for this moment.It turned out that Han Dong's violent factor had been hidden in his heart all along!He has always hated Feng Guo, wishing he could strangle him to death with his own hands; he has been thinking of Wei Jun, comparing himself with Wei Jun time and time again; ask.

If Han Dong is allowed to be released, he will become a schizophrenic.Continue to observe, or stop him?

The woman who didn't know that someone was watching secretly had completely lost interest in Han Dong.She just wanted to kill him and get away as soon as possible, and pulled the trigger. This time, the bullet hit Han Dong's waist, causing him to bend over in pain.The woman laughed and yelled frantically at Han Dong: "Open your eyes and take a good look, how could I be an amateur? You don't understand at all! I understand people like you. You are cowardly, hypocritical, and only think about Live by relying on women. Only a man like me can support you."

Han Dong had an expression on his face because of the pain.He looked up at the woman and asked, "It's a pity that fantasy is never reality."

His words angered the woman, who ran up madly, kicked him on the shoulder, and put a gun against his head: "Without illusions, human beings will perish."

"Human? You think of yourself as a human?" Han Dong sneered, "That's why I said, you are an amateur."

"Damn it, I'll kill you right now! Kill you!"

An iron rod whizzed forward and hit the woman hard on the head.Blood splashed, and with a muffled groan, the woman passed out on Han Dong.

Situ Yan dropped the iron rod in his hand and kicked the woman aside.

Han Dong's eyes were wide open, and when he looked at Situ Yan, he was full of killing intent.Situ Yan stabbed the prepared syringe directly into his neck and pushed the medicine. The next second, Han Dong passed out unwillingly.

Really not reconciled!Haven't strangled him yet.

That night, with the help of Han Dong and Situ Yan, the police chief finally caught the murderer.It's a pity that Situ Yan refused to give him the criminal process recorded.The sheriff had no choice but to leave.

When Han Dong was taken to the hospital, the doctor said that his life was not in danger.Situ Yan insisted on guarding him in the hospital and never left.It's been the third day since Han Dong woke up, and the first thing he said when he opened his eyes was: "Why did you come?"

Situ Yan put down the book in his hand, tried his best to suppress the joy in his heart, and replied calmly, "Follow and observe."

Han Dong lay on the hospital bed, looked at the ceiling, and asked, "Will I die?"

"We're all going to die, someday."

"I want to buy myself a grave."

"Are you talking about the cemetery?" Situ Yan was not at all surprised by his words, "Domestic or foreign?"

"Domestic. I like City S."

"Okay, I'll help you find out when I get back."

Then, no one spoke anymore.In this way, there was silence for several days.

I don't know who broke the long silence first, it seems that a nurse came in to give Han Dong an injection.Han Dong glanced at her and shrank back.Then, Situ Yan said, "Shall I help you get an injection?"

Then, Han Dong stretched out his arm obediently.Watching Situ Yan pierce his skin with a needle: "What is that?"

"What 'that'?"

Han Dong thought for a while, then reached out and tapped the corner of his lips lightly.It was only then that Situ Yan remembered that he had kissed the corner of his mouth the night of his mission.

"This..." Situ Yan smiled lightly, "Bless you."

"No." Han Dong was dissatisfied with his answer, and withdrew his arm forcefully.The needle cut his skin and blood flowed out.

Situ Yan looked at him quietly, wanting to wipe away the blood for him.Han Dong suddenly said: "I cut his arm, he said it felt, I think it should be right. He said it was wrong. He took me to the living room and told me..."

What did you say! ?

Han Dong asked Wei Jun for weed seeds, hoping to replant himself.Wei Jun said, take "feeling" in exchange.Han Dong cut Wei Jun's arm, and Wei Jun took him to the living room.

Situ Yan always wanted to know what Wei Jun said to Han Dong.

Han Dong raised his eyes and looked straight at Situ Yan: "He said 'clean up the blood'."

Although Situ Yan did not expect Wei Jun to say such a sentence, he was not surprised either.Wei Jun never plays cards according to common sense.So, did Han Dong do it?

Han Dong said: "I licked the dried blood. He asked me what it tasted like. It was a bit salty, and I didn't like it. Then, he started talking about me, his blood was in our mouths. He asked me again, what does it taste like."

Situ Yan couldn't take his eyes off Han Dong's face, and asked almost subconsciously, "What's the taste?"

"It's very sweet." Han Dong actually smiled, and smiled slightly, "He taught me how to distinguish the meaning of kisses. Pure, passionate, seductive, and impulsive. But, your kiss, he didn't teach me. "As he spoke, Han Dong asked suspiciously, "What the hell is your...?"

Situ Yan also laughed.He lowered his head, wiped off the blood on Han Dong's arm, and said slowly: "It doesn't make any sense. At that time, I just wanted to do that. Sometimes, our actions are meaningless. There is no starting point and no destination. I want to do it Just did it."

"It doesn't have... any meaning." Han Dong muttered this sentence over and over again.Situ Yan didn't bother him either, and sat quietly by the bed, accompanying him.

The wall clock made a regular ticking sound, and the room was cozy and warm.Han Dong timidly grabbed Situ Yan's sleeve, "He...Feng Guo, is everything he did to me meaningless?"

"Yes." Situ Yan said seriously, "He is like me, he can do whatever he wants. Everyone is the same, they can do whatever they want. The key is your own choice. If you want to resist him, you can do it Come. Just do it.”

Han Dong's tears were silent...

"You are afraid of him, so you dare not do what you want to do. This is also your choice. If you want to die, there are many opportunities to end your life. Because you don't want to do that, you are still alive." He tapped Han Dong's chest, "What you lack is neither motivation nor hope to live."

"Then what am I missing?"

"Rediscover yourself."

Han Dong didn't understand at all.

"Re-recognize the current self. The abnormal Han Dong, the Han Dong who suffers from panic disorder, and the Han Dong who hides violent impulses. This is you now. Accept him head-on and fight against him."

"No, I can't do it." Han Dong pushed Situ Yan away and retracted into his shell.Situ Yan hugged him tightly: "Han Dong, you didn't have the courage to do what you wanted to do at the beginning, and now I'll give you another chance. Release it, release it all. Fight him, defeat him!"

Han Dong shook his head desperately and cried loudly.Situ Yan cupped his cheeks and forced him to look at himself: "Han Dong! Listen carefully. What I want is never the Han Feiyang of more than ten years ago, but what I want is you now! Abnormal Han Dong, Han Dong who makes me miss all the time!"

Han Dong was startled and stared at Situ Yan dumbfounded.

Situ Yan took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I'm not in a hurry, let's take our time together."

"Take your time, what?"

"Everything. For example: If you want to cry now, cry hard. For example: If you want to hit someone, well, you can only hit me, because hitting others will cause a lot of trouble. Another example: You hate Greg You can yell at him 'get away from me'!"

Han Dong blinked in wonder, ignoring the tears on his face, making him look a little funny.He asked Situ Yan: "How do you know that I hate that person?"

"Don't forget, you are mine."

He didn't say "I'm your therapist" or "We're friends".The phrase "you are my man" made Han Dong very happy.He told Situ Yan that he neither wanted to cry nor beat anyone.

Situ Yan took a pen to record it, he smiled like a child, and asked by the way: "Now, what do you want to do most?"

Han Dong said very seriously: "I want to do meaningless things."

Then, Situ Yan was kissed.Kiss at the corner of the mouth, lightly and shallowly.

Situ Yan helped him cover the quilt very considerately, reached into the quilt, and held it secretly.Teased: "This is a good start. Can you do this kind of meaningless thing every day?"

Looking down at the person in his arms, he actually fell asleep.

he slept!Go to sleep!Insomnia has been cured!

Situ Yan was so excited that he couldn't hold it back. This excitement continued until he walked out of the ward and met his mentor.

The instructor looked at his favorite student playfully, and said with a smile: "I remember, you drew up a set of 'free association' therapy for him. When did you switch to a therapy that you have never even seen before?"

"I'm a profiler, not a psychotherapist. I'm just..." Situ Yan's eyes lit up, and he held the tutor's hand tightly, "He accepted me! Mentor, I, I thought it would take a few years. "

The instructor had to remind him: "Han Dong has not fully recovered, he just accepts you."

This is enough for him to be excited all day!

After Han Dong's insomnia was cured, his mental and mental state improved a lot.Although the panic disorder is still there, it is also developing in a good direction.

What Situ Yan likes most is: taking him for a walk outdoors every day. Occasionally, they will hold hands and talk meaningless words.Occasionally, they would play ball together and cook together.

Han Dong fell in love with a small garden of the association, and often asked Situ Yan to take him there to read books for a day.Once they met Gus with a loud voice, Gus greeted Han Dong kindly and asked him what he liked.Han Dong responded with a smile: "Stay away from me!"

Situ Yan laughed so hard that his stomach hurt, and he rolled around beside Han Dong.Gus couldn't understand what they thought was ridiculous, and cursed Situ Yan: "You kind of guy who takes pleasure in others' misfortune will never be loved by women!"

Han Dong obediently lowered his head and continued to read.In a place where Gus could not see, he secretly grabbed Situ Yan's lapel...

This bright afternoon was deeply etched in Han Dong's heart.Years later, he asked him softly, "Do you remember? Gus cursed you."

Situ Yan had just finished his work and was sweating profusely.He smiled and said, "I'm very happy."

Han Dong lowered his head and smiled quietly - me too.