I lost my memory after throwing the ball and running over the total crematorium

Chapter 65

He Jingnian refused to leave, and would not listen to anyone who came to persuade him.He stood stubbornly in front of the door, holding the handle and turning it constantly, just to get in.

"Niannian, there is really nothing here, it's just an empty room." Yuan Ci persuaded in a good voice.

Aunt Yang Li glanced at him, "Isn't it just the room you had when you were a child? There's something to hide and keep people from entering."

"Wow, that cake also wants to go in and have a look!"

Yuan Ci sighed, "This room has been locked for so long, the key has long been lost."

"Oh, that's it." GaoGao and Lionia hung their heads in frustration.

Aunt Yang Li calmly said, "It's okay, I remember where I put the keys." Soon, she came back with a bunch of keys, and picked out the one that opened the door accurately.

The door opened, and it was dark inside, with heavy velvet curtains hanging on the walls all around.The voice of the original speech coaxed He Jingnian: "Look, there is nothing."

However, Gao Gao has sharp eyes, and the chubby hands move like the wind. When he saw a pull rope hanging down from the wall, he pulled it down hard——

The thick velvet curtains around were rolled up at the same time, and there were large and small portraits on the smooth, mirror-like black walls.Outside the window, the glare of the noon sun shone in, and the whole room was flooded with brilliant light, but compared with the beauty of the young man in the frame, it was completely dull.

"I remember." Aunt Yang Li slapped her head, "That year your mother took you to a painter's private art salon, but when you got there, those painters didn't pay attention to painting at all. You draw a portrait. Those painters are very famous and powerful, Madam is very happy, so she decorated all the portraits here."

As she said that, she looked at Yuan Ci's tense face, and suddenly realized: "So you are embarrassed?"

GaoGao blinked, "Dad really liked to laugh so much when he was a child, he liked to laugh so much in the photos, and he loved to laugh so much in the paintings."

Yuanci's face was gloomy, and his brows and eyes were so cold that they were frosty.

He was extremely unwilling to recall his former self, let alone let others see him.The days when I was a teenager were good, too good, so after experiencing those things and looking back, those good things have all become sharp knives in my heart.

How useless I was at that time, weak and incompetent, I only enjoyed the protection brought by my mother with flesh and blood, so that later on I had no ability to compete with Yuan Zhengye at all, even a puppy could not be protected .

Liao Xia is a naive and stupid waste. Rather than being obliterated, it would be better not to exist from the very beginning. How good it would be to be the original voice from the very beginning.

He suddenly felt fortunate that if he was still Liao Xia, he might not even be able to keep He Jingnian by his side.Even though I tried my best, I still couldn't make He Jingnian fall in love with me, let alone the useless Liao Xia.It is even more impossible for He Jingnian to fall in love with Liao Xia.

"Okay, let's go out." Yuan Cisheng held the lanyard, and was about to close the curtain again, but He Jingnian suddenly grabbed his hand and stopped him from moving.

Then, He Jingnian spoke the first sentence since these days, although there was only one word——

"Liao Xia."

From this day on, He Jingnian refused to leave this room.The originally worrisome mental state has actually improved visibly to the naked eye, at least he can speak a few words clearly.

The doctor said before that the psychological phenomenon is very similar to "energy conservation". When a healthy psychology dominates, the abnormal psychology will naturally reduce or disappear.Therefore, we should try our best to find some things that can guide the patient's healthy psychology and help him get out of the abnormal trough.

Yuan Cisheng looked at He Jingnian who was staring at the portrait on the wall with a smile on his face, feeling really incomprehensible.Are you kidding, have these boring paintings really become a good medicine for his illness?

"Niannian." Yuan Cisheng squatted down beside him, "Do you want to go out for a walk today? Tell me where you want to go, and I will go out with you, okay?"

He Jingnian shook his head and continued admiring the paintings on the wall.

"Niannian, you have been bored at home for several days, you should go out to bask in the sun." Yuan Cisheng held his hand, but he pushed him away impatiently.

"No." He Jingnian flatly refused, his eyes still glued to the paintings.

The original speech found that He Jingnian had changed, and his wife had changed.Originally, he was very clingy to me, docile and well-behaved, let me feed me when I ate, and let me hug me when I slept.Maybe he also knows that besides himself, he has no other support in this world, so he has always been very good with himself.

He didn't know what kind of magical power these paintings had, which made He Jingnian so obsessed.

"Niannian, do you like the painting, or the person in the painting?" Yuan Ci held his face and forced him to look at himself. "If you like painting, I will take you to the auction house. No matter how expensive the painting is, as long as you like it, I will take it for you. If you like... If you like the people in it, am I right here? Why can't you see it? What about me?"

He Jingnian's eyes moved slightly, and he glanced at him briefly.

The original speech is out.When he came back, he brought a group of people under his command.Without saying a word, those people began to tear down the paintings on the surrounding walls as soon as they entered the room.He Jingnian was in a hurry and rushed forward to stop them, but was dragged out abruptly by Yuan Ci's gloomy face.

The man hugged him tightly, shackled him tightly with his strong arms, covered his eyes to prevent him from looking, and whispered in his ear: "Every year, you are sick, and those paintings will make you sicker." .”

He Jingnian struggled desperately in his arms, annoying him to death.He just wanted to see the boy in the painting, and didn't want to face the man in reality.

However, the man just didn't let him go, he didn't even give him a chance to be alone for a while.He was finally annoyed and couldn't stand it anymore, so he lost his temper and pushed him hard.The man didn't dare to use force for fear of hurting him, so he bumped his back against the bookshelf, and the bookshelf shook for a while, and the books on it fell to the ground with a "crash".

He Jingnian was still struggling, but when his eyes fell to the ground, he suddenly froze.His leg seemed to be broken suddenly, and he almost knelt down, grabbing a very old picture album from the messy books on the floor with trembling hands.

The album has turned yellow, exuding an old musty smell that no one has read for a long time, but the cover is still brightly colored——

The majestic castle tower, the beautiful and noble peacock prince, and the inconspicuous little gray sparrow hiding behind the tree canopy.

He Jingnian slowly tightened his arms and hugged the picture album tightly to his chest, sticking to the hot heart that was beating wildly in his chest.

——Thank you, I like it very much.I will cherish it.

——Since you gave me your favorite picture album, you will never be able to read the stories on it again.Why don't I record this story for you, and you can listen to it anytime you want in the future.

He kept panting, and his breathing became more and more urgent one after another, and every breath affected the turbulent thoughts in his mind like a tsunami.He felt hands holding his shoulders, raised his head, and the man was looking at him worriedly, talking to himself constantly.

He couldn't hear his voice, and his eardrums were full of chaotic and noisy noises.But he felt that he knew who this man was, knew his true face, knew his essence, all the time.

I know, but I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely don’t want to admit it.

"No... yes." He Jingnian muttered, "No."

Yuanci asked anxiously, "What's not?"

He Jingnian covered his ears in pain and fell into deeper confusion.

As a result, his condition, which had just improved a little, turned sharply downwards following this trivial accident.

Every day, He Jingnian just hugged the old picture book and didn't let go. He ate very little and didn't sleep well. His whole body was visibly haggard and thin.

Yuan Ci was so distressed that he was about to go crazy, but in the end he made up his mind and brought over several psychiatrists who had canceled their appointments from abroad.However, even if these people are top doctors in the industry, it is difficult to formulate relatively effective treatment methods.

The original voice looked at He Jingnian like a puppet, just holding the album stubbornly, as if guarding his own world, feeling sorry for him, but couldn't help but hate him.No matter what I do or how I do it, I can't leave a trace in his heart. Throwing a stone into the water and the moon shining on the lake are all in vain.

"Niannian, look at me, look at me?"

"I am your husband, we are married, you should only have me in your eyes, you should only look at me."

The original speech turned He Jingnian, forcing him to face himself.He Jingnian held the album with both arms, buried his head deeply in his arms, and curled up into a small ball.

"Why are you doing this? Are you taking revenge on me on purpose? Are you taking revenge on me? I know you are torturing me on purpose!"

"You used to be like this. You were obsessed with the Walkman. You would rather listen to the voice of the person in it a thousand times or ten thousand times, and you would not even look at me! Now you are still like this, and you don't want to look at those boring paintings. I, I am obviously by your side!"

A deep sense of powerlessness permeated Yuan Cisheng's body, and the helpless anger burned the string in his mind that was about to snap.

He was going crazy, really going crazy, he once thought that his long-cherished wish had been fulfilled, he got He Jingnian, trapped him, possessed him, and enjoyed his tenderness and purity.God gave them a chance to start again, he prayed so devoutly, how could God not hear his voice.However, he had just tasted happiness, and before he even had time to savor the sweetness, everything collapsed unexpectedly.

"Give it to me, you give me this book!"

The voice of Yuan Ci grabbed He Jingnian's wrist and took away the picture album that he guarded as his life.He preserved a sliver of reason and didn't dare to use force, but he didn't need to use force at all. He Jingnian's strength was not his opponent at all. He could only tremble and grit his teeth, using his body to protect the old and worn book. album.

Yuan Cisheng rubbed his thin limbs, like a clam farmer prying open the shell of a pearl clam with a sharp knife.He Jingnian was turned over by him, and he lay there on his back with his body open, his face pale and bluish, his cheeks flushed like a high fever, and his dark eyes shot an angry sharp light at him.

For the first time in so many days, Yuan Cisheng saw a lively look on his face, but it was such an expression of hatred as if he regarded a sworn enemy.His chest was in severe pain, as if he had been hammered into a wooden wedge deeply, and the corners of his mouth twitched nervously.It's funny, it's really funny, it turns out that everything I did was a joke, a self-made sentimental one-man show!

"Such a utterly stupid thing...a utterly stupid story!"

The voice of the original speech held up the picture album high, and with a long finger, the yellowed and fragile old pages suddenly shattered and fell apart. In He Jingnian's frightened and desperate eyes, they rustled and turned into a desperate blizzard .

After a moment of hellish silence, He Jingnian screamed, pushed him desperately, and hurriedly picked up the fragments of the album.He knelt on the ground, his back arched very low, his thin white fingers trembling, one by one, he twisted up the broken pieces of paper and put them into his trembling palm.

Seeing him like this, Yuan Cisheng felt like he was going to die, closed his eyes and yelled: "Don't pick it up!" But He Jingnian didn't see him at all, at this moment he couldn't see anything except the debris all over the floor.The voice of Yuanci became more and more angry, his arms crossed his shoulder blades, and he hugged him tightly to take him away.

He Jingnian's body trembled, knowing that he couldn't handle him, he still struggled hard, the man's touch made his hair stand on end, he knew that the devil appeared again, put on a beautiful skin and began to torture him again.The one in the painting is real, now this one is fake, fake!

He was like a small animal caught in a trap, flapping his limbs and struggling for death, but he was carried away by the man without any resistance.He cried, turned his head and bit the man's shoulder fiercely, the man let him bite, and even licked his wet cheek.

With hot air on his face, He Jingnian shivered, feeling that he was being entangled by a mad dog.The terrifying big wolfdog stretched out its sharp claws to caress him, and let out a chilling murmur from its pulsing and sliding throat, threatening him fiercely for a while to make him obedient, and begging him softly for a while, saying that he would not Cried.

He Jingnian was terrified. Whoever came to rescue him was almost purely instinctive. He yelled: "Liao Xia! Liao Xia!"

The man paused and let go of him slowly.He was still in shock, curled up and sat on the ground, panting like he was blowing a bellows, but kept chanting: "Liao Xia...help me...Liao Xia..."

Yuan Cisheng stared at him with an extremely strange look on his face.He thought, either He Jingnian was crazy, or he was crazy.

"Don't you hate me the most and fear me the most? What did you call me... What are you calling me by this name again now!"

He Jingnian held the fragments of the picture album in both hands and kept crying. His whole body twitched and retched from crying, and the tears rolled down, just falling on the face of the Peacock Prince in the illustration.

A beautiful boy, his face is as beautiful as a flower.Those eyes reminded one of a deep green forest, her curly hair was like sumac leaves in the warm autumn sun, but her skin was as white as snow.

He Jingnian tremblingly raised his fingertips, and gently wiped away the tears on the prince's face.

Don't be sad, Liao Xia.

He knew that Liao Xia loved his mother very much, a beautiful and gentle wife who always unconditionally released love and kindness to the people around her.How sad Liao Xia should be when her mother is gone.For so many years, he has not been able to comfort Liao Xia with a single word.

"Bring it here!" Yuan Ci angrily leaned over to snatch the fragments in his hand.He raised his red eyes full of tears, and the blurred and swaying figure of a man in his vision was supposed to be an extremely beautiful face, but after being distorted by anger and jealousy, it turned into an unbearably ugly face.

He slowly let go of his fingers, and the shards fell from his wet fingers.

Reluctantly, in excruciating pain, he gritted his teeth and let go of his hand.

——The subjects of the kingdom do not want to believe that such an ugly bird is their prince.Only the little sparrow knows that it is the former Peacock Prince.

——Because they fell in love with the prince's beauty.Only the little sparrow really fell in love with the kind and brave heart of the prince.