"I have a lover, his name is Cen Jin. He graduated from Miskatonic University and was employed in the special attack team of the Huaxia branch. We fell in love in June 1999. In the same year, we performed a mission in the Norwegian Sea. Cen Jin disappeared."
The investigators of the agency outside the single-sided glass recorded the responses of the members of the special attack team in the interrogation room: "Cognitive errors, accompanied by a certain degree of delirium, fantasies of unwarranted people relying on their own emotions, and a tendency to escape from reality, need to be carried out. Psychological intervention and drug assistance."
"Don't send missions in the near future, let the patients stay in the country for surveillance, and prevent the mental breakdown from being polluted and distorted."
The interrogator left the interrogation room, closed the door, and stood in the one-way glass to observe the young man inside, he was staring down at his fingers, wondering what he was thinking, pale complexion, dazed, beautiful and fragile, but how did that fragility seem to fight It can't be broken, and it is extremely hard, so it has a complex temperament.
"There is no way, the delirium is not superficial, and there is no way to induce or psychological intervention. If you continue, I am afraid that you will be persuaded to be dismissed and detained in a hospital specializing in the treatment of supernatural beings with mental breakdowns. Once you enter, it will be difficult to get out again."
"He's great, try to save it."
"The mental pollution value is normal, but there is a psychological problem."
"Is the spirit and psychology of the members of the same team as him normal? Can they be involved in therapy?"
"Tried. Patient..." The investigator looked down at the name on the file: "Ding Yiqing did not cooperate, and firmly believed that his partner was also washed away from his memory. After finding out that his partner did not believe his words, he no longer trusted him. Ding Yiqing was very vigilant, he Knowing that we don't believe what he says from the bottom of our hearts, so no matter how friendly we are, he won't believe it."
"I could feel his trust in me dwindling."
"He doesn't trust anyone anymore, but he trusts his own memory. I don't understand what kind of person can make him go his own way and indulge in delusions despite the world's denials and admonitions."
"Maybe this person really exists?"
"How is it possible? Has the world's memory been tampered with?"
"Maybe they really met the gods... By the way, have you heard about the investigation into the Norwegian Sea, which is a forbidden area? Ding Baiqing and his team said that the Norwegian Sea has an entrance to the country of death, and they also said that they would go to Nibelungen. Seeing people from Nibelungen, I don't know if it's a delusion."
"Assessment of mental and psychological conditions is normal, it should be true, but the entrance is closed. But their situation is different from Ding Taiqing, Ding Taiqing... It's crazy."
The voices were getting farther and farther, and the silence surrounded the sex room and the interrogation room. Ding Baiqing stared at his fingertips and moved his lips. The surveillance video was not clear, and it was only regarded as a meaningless murmur.
The subsequent treatment was ineffective. Ding Baiqing was sent to the hospital where the mentally broken superhuman was held for about a year and a half. One day, he suddenly woke up and called the medical staff to re-evaluate. After half a year, he was released, with a much gloomy personality. But no longer talk about trumped-up 'lover'.
He just kept taking tasks, running all over the world. He heard that there was a restricted area where a god appeared, and he ran there. At first, he was suspected of his mental state, but the test results were normal, and the task completion rate was very high, so he let it go.
No one knew that there was a fate called 'the past' parasitized in his brain. He wanted to completely occupy Ding Baiqing's body, but the body of a mortal was not safe enough, so he tried every means to lure Ding Baiqing to accept the so-called gifts, help develop his brain, and at the same time Do some tricks in Ding Baiqing's brain, and often use false information to deceive Ding Baiqing, so as to achieve the purpose of Ding Baiqing's mental breakdown and easy control.
For example, one day, □□de deceived him again about Cen Jin's whereabouts, and Ding Baiqing traveled thousands of miles to his destination.
It rained for two days in a row, and the forecast is for rain for the next month.
Ding Baiqing bought a large black umbrella at the convenience store next to the airport, propped it on top of his head, and wandered aimlessly, like a homeless ghost on a rainy day, walking all over the city's streets and alleys, from the suburbs to The city center, from the streets to the busy national highways, acted like an uncontrollable lunatic.
The torrential rain made pedestrians rush on the road, traffic flowed like weaving on the streets, the torrential rain knocked down the lush leaves, and the female high school students sheltering from the rain under the eaves of the store whispered, and looked at Ding Baiqing who was holding a black umbrella from time to time.
The pale-skinned Ding Baiqing has a gloomy and morbid temperament, and standing quietly in the rain will become a world of its own.
□□De was complacent about driving Ding Baiqing crazy at this time.
Huh? □□De Ruo had a feeling and looked at the corner of the store. It was empty. For some reason, he felt that there should be a person, or a beggar squatting there.
But it was empty, there was not even a ghost, the rain was getting heavier, covering the sky and the earth, obscuring the vision, Ding Baiqing walked towards the crowded street.
□□De looked back, there was nothing to see anyway.
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Ding Baiqing seemed to be accustomed to playing day after day, but instead took the opportunity to seize the virtues and was sent to the Colosseum of slaves in the ancient times seven or eight thousand years ago, in the country blessed by the Sumerian gods.
The blood and danger of roaming life and death seemed to be the only activity that could stimulate Ding Baiqing, making him feel that he was still alive, breathing and missing.
The slaves of the Colosseum were afraid of him, and he was sent to the strange Colosseum, where the strange group later feared a human being.
He was clearly a slave, but his clothes were clean and his hair was neat. Obviously human, but more monstrous and cruel. He clearly lived the most dignified and human-like life, yet he was walking on the brink of self-destruction.
Even Samuel, who framed Ding Baiqing and expelled him from the kingdom under the protection of the Sumerian gods, was also afraid of his uncontrollability.
If it wasn't for deceiving Ding Yiqing to have a way to resurrect Cen Jin in ancient Egypt, and Ding Yiqing accepted being framed and expelled, Ding almost thought that Ding Yiqing was out of control.
Fortunately, it is still under control.
□□De thought about it, but he didn't know that his attitude towards Ding Baiqing had changed from a playful and arrogant one to a fearful one, and even had a trace of fear that he didn't even notice.
Ding Paiqing traveled in ancient Egypt and ancient Greece, as if irrational marionettes were tricked and deceived together, crazy and maddened.
□□De is content that the situation is still under control, I don't know that Ding Yiqing has concealed from him, communicated with the gods privately, and planned an unprecedented change.
He gave hope to the gods to continue the fire of life, and the gods promised him to see Cen Jin again.
Asking thirty thousand gods, asking for Acacia.
Every time I see a god, I have to ask if I can let him see Cen Jin. After I am disappointed, I will make a deal, always revolving around Cen Jin. Cen Jin is the center, the driving force for all plans, and the reason for his life.
Scalder was incomprehensible.
After she made a hysterical scene, she dug out the spirits brewed from the spring of life and invited Ding Baiqing to drink at the root of the World Tree, and she asked half-drunk and half-awake, "You haven't really been together for a long time. So is it love? Is it obsession, or is it self-moving? Is it self-hypnosis, a lie that even you believe in, or is it paranoia and rebellion caused by the discrepancy between the facts you face and your cognition, which is distorted into your love for someone ?"
Ding Baiqing tilted his head slightly, his eyes fell from the magnificent clouds in the sky to the spring of life, returned to the wine jar at hand, looked at the turbid wine inside, and was silent for a long time before saying: "I also thought about your question, and thought about it many times. ."
When it was very painful, he repeatedly asked if Cen Jin happened to disappear in love, and the people around him denied his existence and his memory, so he was rebellious, paranoid, and stubbornly pursued Cen Jin, trying to prove him. Right
Is it possible to spend too much time, energy, and emotions on a person, and it will sink deeper and deeper, until you are crazy and don’t know it
Is it really not that love, but only self-motivation and self-deception, can't escape from the paranoid feelings weaved out
The answer was negative and affirmative, affirmative and negative. After asking and answering thousands of times, he suddenly felt that it was over, and he didn't want to get to the bottom of it. He couldn't remember the reason why he insisted that Cen Jin was not delusional in the first place, and he couldn't remember the mood when he lost it.
Regardless of the answer, Cen Jin has become the inseparable reason for his life, more important than his soul and body.
He is alive, his plans, the goals of his words and deeds, only point to Cen Jin.
Just like the devil in the bottle, hope is shattered, despair is empowered, day after day, year after year, has forgotten the original intention, just wants to go out, just for this life, not willing to grow old, not willing to die, obsessed with demons, not Wish to be delusional.
Four thousand years later, the Sihai Grottoes were in turmoil, with corpses kneeling on their knees, bronze locks screeching, and suddenly thousands of horses choked. Ding Baiqing came out of the bronze coffin, and when he saw Cen Jin, who was lying on the ground, the soul in his heart wept silently.
The reunion is a beautiful dream after a long journey.
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