C5

The words he said fermented in my mind, causing me to continuously recall my past, as well as my past … Finally, I felt something ignite deep within me...

Yang Wenchao's death three years ago was the trigger for all the tragedies. I have to clarify that case, I don't want to be like a zombie anymore!

"Boss, let's go to the next restaurant to have a drink." I chased after him and grabbed Li Fengyun's shoulder.

The shop manager didn't dare to ask where I was going. Li Fengyun smiled at me with sincerity.

He went to the restaurant and ordered two bottles of white wine. Before the dishes were served, the two of them started drinking.

When we were in the dorm three years ago, we liked to drink without eating vegetables. Or rather, if we didn't have the money to buy vegetables, we would buy poor quality liquor and put it in a water bottle before returning to the dorm to drink.

After drinking a cup of white wine, Li Fengyun said, "Shujing, tell me, how did you spend the past three years?"

He didn't say where he had been for the past three years.

"Boss, I should be the one asking this question, right?"

Li Fengyun stared into my eyes. After a long time, he said, "Before I tell you about my matter, I want to confirm it."

"Sure of what?"

"I am sure that you are still the same Shu Jing from back then, the same one who was proud of his talent and overweeningly He Jing!" Li Fengyun's voice was not loud, but it was filled with an undeniable overbearing aura.

Just like me back then.

Arrogant, arrogant, high-spirited, arrogant, domineering, domineering, domineering, domineering, arrogant, arrogant …

Those words that seemed so ornate and arrogant now were all used to describe me in the past. It was what teachers, classmates, friends, and family all called me.

I, on the other hand, felt self-satisfied because of their "praise".

But that was three years ago.

After Fourth Bro Yang Wenchao died three years ago, I was no longer my original self.

Boss, I'm very sorry, I'm not the same Shu Jing as before. Three years ago, Shu Jing died not long after Yang Wenzhao died, and the current me, is only wearing a small leather bag, so there's no need to be sure. He still couldn't face it.

Li Fengyun grabbed my sleeve and said, "Old Third, don't be so formal. I didn't look for the wrong person. I was looking for you." "You changed a lot, but you're still you. Looking at your current appearance, I feel a lot of regret. If only I hadn't listened to Yang Wenchao at that time, things wouldn't have turned out this way."

His words made a glimmer of hope in my heart. Deep down in my heart, that kind of substance was burning hotter and hotter.

Have another drink and wait for him to finish.

Li Fengyun, "As soon as you heard about that, you changed your mind. Now, I want to hear about your experiences."

He's using what happened to me.

Just now, he had mentioned, "If only I hadn't listened to Yang Wenchao at that time." This meant that before Yang Wenchao had surpassed him, something must have happened. Yang Wenchao and Li Fengyun had disagreed on something, but in the end, Li Fengyun still listened to Yang Wenchao, which led to a bad outcome.

What happened to them at that time? What was the difference between the two? Why would Li Fengyun listen to Yang Wenchao?

Although I really didn't want to tell him about my three years of experience, the price that he offered really made my heart beat fast.

"Boss, I've realized that I've always underestimated you before, or rather, you've changed too much in the past three years. I'm not referring to your appearance, but your heart, you know how to use the topic that I'm most likely interested in to trick me, making me unable to reject you. You're different from that simple-minded gorilla in my impression." I told him what I thought.

Li Fengyun smiled, a bit contemptuously.

"Third Bro, that's not the point. The point is, you can start. "Also, you don't have to be so formal with me, just like before."

The previous Li Fengyun, in my opinion, really didn't have any brains. But now, he actually made me feel some fear, or perhaps reverence.

In his first confrontation in the university, he had used the feelings he had during their time together and the mystery of Yang Wenzhao's death three years ago to seize the initiative.

As for me, I have no reason to reject him. The price that he has at my disposal is sufficient for me to let go of my dignity to explain my experiences during these three years.

"Boss, you came prepared, so I won't hide it anymore." After I left school, my family thought I was crazy. The psychiatric hospital's certificate was ambiguous, saying that I was at risk of being persecuted and delusional, and that I might have been sick the night I went out of my way. The police are no longer watching me, and the case seems to be in the air. "

"The diagnosis has left me at a loss. My family believed the hospital and sent me to a place called the Psychiatric Clinic. It's a big place and it's surrounded by high walls. The gate is closed all year round so there are guards at the entrance. It doesn't look like a clinic but a prison. "

"When I went in, I realized that I had really underestimated the clinic. It's not a prison, it's the Unbroken Hell! Do you know what kind of treatment I get in there every day? Do you know what kind of people I have with me? Do you know what they looked like when they first went in, or when they went out? "You don't know, you just can't imagine. Before that time, I never thought that there would be such an inhumane concentration camp in today's world!"

"Yes, you didn't hear wrong. It was the concentration camp. On the first day I went in, the so-called 'doctor' came over and chatted with me. At that time, I was completely immersed in the panic of the fourth elder Yang Wenchao's death. I kept feeling extremely uneasy, so when the doctor asked me questions, I was nervous and didn't cooperate. "

"Then the doctor introduced himself as the director of the clinic, and he said, 'Master.'" "I don't understand what you mean. Although I was out of my mind during that period of time, I still had my own independent consciousness. How could I call someone in a white coat who I don't know my master 'master'?"

I refused, and then he said, 'Begin treatment.'" Several strong attendants took me to a dimly lit room, locked the door behind them, and forced me into a chair. I noticed that they wore special gloves, and before I could understand why they were wearing them, the treatment began.

"The so-called treatment is actually an electric shock. At that moment, I felt as if my soul was about to leave my body, and I don't know how long the electric shock lasted. At first, I tried to resist, but very quickly, I lost all my strength, and they held me down tightly.

"I let out a painful howl. That director came over to ask if he was willing to call me master, and I immediately gave in and cried out for him master. He had people stop the electric shock, and it was only after the shock had stopped that I realized that it had only been less than three minutes since I entered the house and they had stopped, but that three minutes had almost destroyed me, and I was incontinent, unable to think properly, calling out to a stranger without a conscience, Master, and promising to listen to him from now on. "

"That treatment was only the beginning. For the next three years or so, I've been treated like that every day to consolidate the effect. After the 'treatment', I no longer dare to talk about Fourth Bro anymore. I don't dare to talk about ghosts, two Fourth Bro, or any other supernatural phenomena. I'm even afraid of the water dispenser, and I don't dare to touch it.

"The three years of living in the dark had caused my temperament to change drastically. I no longer had the self-confidence and conceit to think independently, and I became master's dog, a docile pug. I wagged my tail to beg for pity, I flattered myself, I lost myself, I completely forgot what kind of person I used to be."

"I, have completely become a soulless zombie, but when my family came to visit, I was very obedient and very calm. I didn't dare to mention anything about Master's' treatment ', much less recall or mention anything about Fourth Bro."

"It's not a mental health center, it's the real Unbroken Hell. I have interacted with many of my sick friends. When they came in, they were either eccentric, violent, or stubborn. There are all kinds of people here anyways. "

"Some of them are internet addicts, some of them are problem children, some of them are bad social youths, some of them are dissolute women, some of them are lustful young men, some of them are unstable people who have been imprisoned many times, some of them are mentally ill. When they come in, they have their own personality and they have their own 'illness', but when they go out, they are the same as me, they become docile dogs. They no longer have their original appearance, they become walking corpses like me."

"The Unbroken Hell strangled their souls, leaving only their decayed bodies to live on in this world. The ill friends who left would no longer cause any harm to this society, and similarly, they would not make any contributions to it, because they had already lost themselves, and after a long period of electric shock treatment, they formed a conditioned reflex, becoming timid, obedient, and becoming like idiots!"

"Of course, I am also one of them. It was only in the first half of this year that I was deemed to have been completely cured. I was released from that place. After I was released, like my fellow patients, I became completely retarded. I'm out of touch with society, I don't dare to communicate with others, I don't dare to express my true thoughts, I don't even know what my real thoughts are, I've become an idiot, but my family is very satisfied with my condition, they think that I finally stopped being crazy, they think that I finally obeyed them, and they think that I finally got out of my 4th brother's affairs. "

"I worked in that shop selling household appliances for four to five months before I slowly walked out of the fear of the Seamless Hell. Only then did I gradually regain my consciousness and recover my soul."

"However, I've discovered that my consciousness or soul has become riddled with holes after being electrocuted by the Unbroken Hell. I'm no longer my original self, and perhaps I'll never be able to return to the way I was three years ago. Those horrifying experiences have completely changed me."

"Just as you said, I am no longer that arrogant and arrogant Shu Jing. At most, I can be considered to be a double with the same appearance as him. Or perhaps, a shadow. I am not able to fully recover myself. I have completely changed."

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