Xiao Chen was stunned, his eyes were a little blurred, and then he seemed to be lost, he slowly stretched out his hand, and stroked the bark lightly, his movements were very light, it could be said to be gentle, as if he was stroking his beloved. There is also an indescribable affection in his eyes.
He paused, as if something flashed through his mind, and frowned.
And the moment his palm touched the bark, he seemed to be able to feel a slight change in the tree.
There was even a slight breeze blowing over, stirring the leaves, and the leaves were lifted from the ground and blew onto his face.
It's very subtle, like a person is gently stroking his face, not like a leaf, but like a spiritual person.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen squatted down, grabbed a handful of soil, pinched it in his hand, and poured it out again. He raised his head and looked at the crown of the tree in a daze. He didn't know if he had noticed something. Move down, and then fix your eyes on the flower bed behind the tree.
He squinted his eyes, stood up, stepped back involuntarily, and looked at the scene in front of him seriously.
Trees, flower beds, and an antenna mast looming in the distance behind the teaching building from this angle...
very familiar.
Xiao Chen supported his head and frowned.
Several scattered pictures flashed through his mind like fragments. The scenery in front of him was similar to the scene in his mind, but not the same.
he looks like...
Been here a long time ago...
Xiao Chen pursed his lips, his expression was a little dignified, he paused with his hands, and then supported his temples with his hands.
In his mind, just now...
It seemed that the two of them passed by in a flash.
Xiao Chen clenched his teeth.
He has no memory of before the age of ten, and he has no idea what he has experienced before, but since he has memory, he has not lived in this city! If it wasn't for the fact that he was studying in university and he got back here, he wouldn't have come here at all!
But then again.
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes.
The reason why he chose this place was also because he had an indescribable feeling about this place in his heart, as if he had been summoned to come back.
unless...
He lived here before he was ten years old!
Xiao Chen felt a little absurd, but also a little certain.
How could there be such a coincidence in the world? !
But indeed, ever since he came to this city, some scattered fragments of the part of his memory loss would flash through his mind.
he...
Still have one's voice...
"Take off your shirt." The boy's expression was light, as if he was stating a simple matter.
The boy was a little confused, looked back at him, nodded, and replied silly, "Oh oh oh."
The boy obediently took off his shirt. In the process of reaching out to take off his clothes, he messed up his hair in a daze, revealing a touch of fried hair.
When the boy saw this scene, the corners of his mouth couldn't stop rising, and he showed an imperceptible smile. He stroked the hair on his head and smoothed it out, with a bit of pampering.
Then he turned around and picked up the pillow from the sofa, and said warmly, "Hold this pillow, lean against the table, and turn your back to me, don't be afraid."
The boy trusted him very much, and he obeyed everything he said.
The boy nodded, put on his gloves and mask so that no one could see his expression, he squinted his eyes, picked up the flashlight from the side, paused, and shone the light on the boy's shoulder blades.
The boy seemed to be looking at a work of art with soft eyes, the corners of his eyes were bent, he picked up the tattoo machine from the sofa, and softly comforted him, "Maybe it will hurt a little, are you afraid?"
The boy pouted, turned his head around, his eyes were clear, and there was unreserved trust in his eyes. His voice was also very clear and sincere, "I'm not afraid."
The boy seemed to feel that the words were not strong enough, tilted his head again, and hurriedly added, "I believe in you."
The boy's hands stopped, his gray eyes were dark, he didn't know what he was thinking about, after three seconds passed, he closed his eyes, then opened them again, with a serious expression, with a bit of deepness, "Don't worry, I won't Make you hurt!"
I swear!
The boy took a breath.
The shape of this tattoo always appears in his dreams.
A poisonous snake twines around a delicate rose.
The poisonous snake sticks out its tongue, and its entire body is attached to the rose that is about to break. Its crystal eyes seem to shoot out cold light. The shape of the snake is much larger than the rose, and the rose is covered with thorns. , the snake seemed to feel no pain, and held the rose in its arms. Afraid that the rose would be hurt by its own strength, the snake's tail touched the ground, and embraced the rose in a strange posture.
From the moment he dreamed of this picture, he would think of Xiao Chen, and he knew that only by tattooing this picture on his baby's body would he have a sense of peace of mind.
Xiao Chen...
is his only baby.
In order to be able to tattoo this pattern on the boy himself one day, he taught himself how to draw for a long time, and even consulted countless books related to tattoos.
The boy's strength is very light, but it is inevitable that there will be bleeding from the wound. He frowned, and there was unconcealable distress in his eyes.
But he didn't stop his creation.
The tattoo was finally finished, and the boy's palms were covered with dense sweat. He let out a breath, hooked the corners of his mouth, and covered the boy's tattoo with gauze to help him do the rest of the disinfection.
His eyes fixed on the position of the boy's shoulder blades with an indescribable satisfaction.
It's good that you're still with me.
I don't know if the waiting process was too boring, the boy didn't know when he was sleeping soundly with his eyes closed and his pillow hugged.
Seeing this, the boy chuckled lightly, and the laughter was full of petting.
He got up, picked up the quilt from the bed, covered the boy with the quilt, then carefully hugged the boy in his arms, and gently lifted him up in the posture of a princess hug.
Every step is very steady.
He put the boy on the bed, and held the boy's hands reverently, and placed them on his forehead.
Good night, my little rose.
Wang Yeze seemed to have caught some bug in the mission, the corner of his mouth suddenly raised, calling the system in his heart, "System, tell me, is the devil's bride among these key people?" '
There were more and more garbled characters on the top of his head. When Wang Yeze was really impatient, the system finally responded without haste, "Yes."
Hearing this, Wang Yeze couldn't help raising his eyebrows.
"Then if I kill all the key people, will my mission be completed?"
The system that has always regulated Wang Yeze's every move seemed to be dead this time, and he didn't speak for a long time, as if he was communicating with something on it for some information.
Finally, Wang Yeze glanced at his head impatiently, and he heard the system reply, "Yes, as long as you can do it."
Xiao Chen recovered from his trance, as if something had slipped into his mind.
"Xiao Chen?!" There was a sharp shout from afar.
Xiao Chen was taken aback for a moment, then turned around, a little dazed by the scene in front of him.
It was two men who looked to be in their thirties.
Xiao Chen stayed where he was, without saying a word.
Something is wrong.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen couldn't help taking a step back, his eyes full of guard.
The two men looked at each other, then walked towards Xiao Chen in both left and right directions, as if deliberately blocking his retreat.
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes, a little wary.
One of the men obviously saw Xiao Chen's nervousness, took out a certificate from his pocket, and spread it out, so that Xiao Chen could see the text inside clearly.
It's the police.
Xiao Chen opened his mouth, did not speak, and frowned slightly.
"We need your cooperation, and I hope you will come back to the police station with us for an investigation." The man's tone was not an order, but there was an attitude that could not be refused between the lines.
Xiao Chen held the pendant in his hand, his heart was very calm, his expression was calm, and he asked calmly, "Why?"
One of the male policemen didn't expect him to be so easy-going, and he didn't react too aggressively. He glanced at each other and explained patiently, "About Li Da, we need you to cooperate with us in some investigations."
Xiao Chen nodded, glanced at the two of them, and agreed to follow their request.
But Xiao Chen knew very well that things could never be so simple.
Thinking of this, Xiao Chen glanced at the two policemen beside him from the corner of his eye.
One of the two of them had his right hand in his pocket all the time, and Xiao Chen could guess from its shape that it contained handcuffs, while his other hand was holding the walkie-talkie, with a solemn expression, as if he was always ready What.
The other person's expression was also very tense, deliberately blocking Xiao Chen's right side, and the distance between him and him was subtly controlled within one meter, as if he was worried about his resistance.
If it is really a simple questioning and investigation, their reaction is too serious. !
Something is very wrong! !
unless...
Xiao Chen narrowed his eyes.
There is only one possibility.
They regarded him as a suspect in the murder of Li Da.
"How is your relationship with Li Da?"
Xiao Chen sat calmly at the interrogation table, glanced at the furnishings of the entire room, and the police officer in front of him who asked him with a cold expression, and replied calmly, "A classmate in a dormitory, I don't know him well."
The police officer could see that he was very experienced. He glanced at Xiao Chen's expression and wrote something in the notebook, and continued to ask, "Where were you on the night of October 19th? What did you do? Who can prove it."
Xiao Chen squinted his eyes, his expression was in a daze for two seconds, as if he was recalling what happened that day, the police officer was keenly aware of Xiao Chen's change.
"Sleeping, in the dormitory, Zhou Ming is also here." Xiao Chen said concisely.
The policeman smiled, his eyes were bright, "Really? You have sleepwalking, right?"
Xiao Chen's hands and feet stopped, his breathing was also suffocated, and cracks appeared on his originally calm face.
The policeman picked up a folder from a nearby table, "I heard that you have a medical history of self-harm while sleepwalking."
Xiao Chen didn't speak, and the two looked at each other.
The policeman stared at Xiao Chen's expression, and continued to say expressionlessly, "You don't like Li Da."
Xiao Chen frowned, and met the inquiring eyes of the policeman.
The policeman closed the folder and said seriously, "Your mother was abandoned by your father, and you were abandoned by your mother."
"So even if you don't show it, in your heart, you really hate people like Li Da who consume other people's feelings casually."
In silence, the police officer stared at Xiao Chen's every move, as if hoping to gain some useful information from his expression.
Xiao Chen looked at him without timidity.
While the policeman's expression became more and more serious, Xiao Chen seemed to have discovered something, and then burst out laughing out loud.
The serious face of the policeman froze for a moment, and he couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at?"
Xiao Chen rested his hands on the interrogation table, and crossed his legs, as if he had heard some funny joke, "Officer," Xiao Chen said.
"Since you already know my medical history, you should understand that I am a mental patient." Xiao Chen paused, "As an interrogator, you should also know that the professionalism of an interrogator is even more lacking for mental patients. Recognition and resilience to mind control tactics."
Xiao Chen smiled, "And your interrogators will deliberately put invisible pressure on the interrogated during the interrogation process, and even use the 'suspect guilty theory' to directly ignore all kinds of questions, and use psychological tactics to force the interrogated to confess. "
Xiao Chen squinted his eyes, and there was a cold light in his eyes, "But this set of tactics doesn't apply to mental patients, does it?"
The police officer was sweating coldly, his Adam's apple moved, his body tensed up, even his fingers clenched into fists.
Xiao Chen paused, his eyes fell on him, and he looked up and down, "You, you are the new policeman, right?"
The officer looked up sharply and met his gaze.
Xiao Chen smiled, "Since you entered this room, the veins on your temples have been bulging, even if you try to relax yourself, you can't hide the tension in your expression, and during the interrogation, even you My hands trembled slightly when I was writing, and I could only soothe my anxious heart by flipping through the documents during the interrogation."
Xiao Chen tilted his head, with a sense of casual oppression, "Is it that nervous? Police officer!"
"Boom!" The door was slammed open, and a woman in police uniform appeared, with short hair and a vigorous look.
The male police officer was covered in cold sweat, swallowed his saliva, looked back at the woman nervously, and opened his mouth weakly, "Captain."
The woman glanced at Xiao Chen, waved her hand, and asked the male policeman to go out. The male policeman pursed his lips, couldn't help but turned around and looked at Xiao Chen again, without saying a word, he had to walk around the woman silently and go out.
The woman was not like the man just now, she didn't sit directly on the interrogation chair, but took a big stride, grabbed the chair, and sat down in front of Xiao Chen indifferently, her eyes met on a straight line.
She opened her lips and hooked the corners of her lips, "Then, next, I'll chat with you, what do you think?"