Chapter 586 Principle

The Xi Temple collapsed, and the roars of flesh and blood ghosts resounded throughout the night in Zhemeng Town, which stimulated the crazy Gaosheng and fell into the layer covered with wedding invitations. The red line and the fragments of the Pure Land Sea painting merged into him and the flesh and blood ghosts.

"Gao Ming! Wake up!"

Let Fu Shu shout on his back scream, but Gao Ming couldn't open his eyes. The red thread pierced his eyelids, sewed his eyes, blocked his ears and nose, and made him will Sinking into nightmares.

"Groom! Wake up! It's time to go, and you're still sleeping!"

A strange voice came into his ears. Gao Ming opened his eyes and saw himself lying on the bed, a middle-aged man dressed in a housekeeper was wandering around in a hurry.

"Who are you?"

The carved wooden door opened, and two sweet-looking maids entered in auspicious clothes, skillfully changing clothes for Gaosheng.

"You can take two of the three happy events in your life at once, and you must take up your temper in the future. Don't be as scattered as before." The housekeeper was nagging, and the maid laughed secretly.

At noon, Gao Ming, who was dressed in neatly, rode a tall horse with a bride-welcoming team behind him, and everyone around him cast envious eyes at him.

He was full of complacent intentions and the horse's hooves were pedaling with fallen flowers, but Gao Ming was not very happy.

"No, I always feel something is wrong."

The wedding party came to the Tang house. The bride had not seen it yet. Gao Ming suddenly found that the two stone lions in front of the Tang house were very strange, and they had four faces.

Turning over and dismounting, the housekeeper and guard came to stop him, but Gao Ming rushed towards the stone lion like crazy. The moment he touched the stone lion, the original stone skin turned into flesh and blood, and the lion's head turned into ghosts and gods' faces The streets and Tang house were all broken, Gao Ming felt his body sinking, and he suddenly opened his eyes...

"I promise you." A shy voice sounded, and a girl with a faint fragrance pounced on Gao Ming's arms. She was wearing a white long dress, like a wedding dress.

His fingers were held up, and Gao Ming looked down and saw that it was a somewhat tender and beautiful cheek.

"It looks good?" The girl posted it closer: "My parents don't agree, but I do. This is my wedding dress."

"You'd better go back and discuss with them again, and don't be blinded by temporary love." Gao Ming gently pushed the girl away, and he looked around. This was the attic built on the sea of ​​flowers, with the walls hanging on it. All kinds of paintings, mostly flowers and girls.

"I have completely figured it out. I can't live without you, really, I can't live without you." The girl rushed over again, grabbing Gao Ming's clothes.

"Get out of the way." Gao Ming was very anxious and anxious, but he didn't know where this uneasiness came from.

Maybe it was because she pushed too hard unconsciously that the girl knocked down the painting boards piled up in the corner, and painted flowers and the girl's paintings were hidden underneath them.

Unexpectedly, the girl was not afraid. She picked up the hemp rope and the rough rope strangled into her delicate skin: "This is my shackle, your redemption, for a month imprisoned by you, You are all my horror and all my dependence. I don’t know why I became like this, and I don’t know why I like stinging.”

"Stockholm syndrome?" Gao Ming threw the rope aside. There were only him and the girl in the attic. There was an endless sea of ​​flowers around it. This was not his garden, but he was like the owner here, who could treat all the flowers. Do whatever you want to do.

The girl lifted up the falling drawing board, and the girl put it in front of Gao Ming's body, and stood in Gao Ming's sight with a rope. She didn't know whether she was afraid or excited, but her body was shaking slightly, and her eyelashes trembled slightly. , his eyes dodged and seemed to be forced to look at Gao Ming.

“You can paint every flower.”

Facing the girl's invitation, Gao Ming just frowned. He was very sure that he was not such a person and was not interested in controlling the fate of others.

I don’t know when I picked up the brush, Gao Ming closed his eyes and outlined it with the feeling. A moment later, a "special" flower appeared on the drawing board.

The carving knife stabbed into the chest and the flesh and blood bloomed.

"Is this the flower I'm chasing?"

Gao Ming fell into his heart with a knife, and in the girl's scream, he suddenly opened his eyes...

"Congratulations, congratulations, mother and son are safe." The doctor took a few photos into the house. Gao Ming found himself wearing a blue and white hospital gown and tied to the hospital bed: "You have recovered very well, insist on taking medicine and pass by again You should be able to reunite with your wife and children in one week.”

The haze shrouded over his head slowly dissipated. Looking at the newly born little life, Gao Ming felt that his heart knot seemed to be opened. His appearance seemed to contain some mysterious power, which made his heavy and broken heart regain Jumped.

Turning his head, Gao Ming saw the uneven scratches on his arms. There was no pain in his eyes, only confusion: "Why am I here?"

"We are also worried that you will continue to hurt yourself, so we transferred you into the closed area." The doctor obviously did not understand Gao Ming's meaning, and he placed the photo of the child next to Gao Ming's bed: "Kapgra syndrome is a A rare mental illness, where patients think that a loved one or friend is replaced by an impostor, and in your perception, the wife who loves you may already be another person.”

"What are you talking about?" Gao Ming was bound by his hands and feet, and he couldn't leave.

"Pseudo-human? Alien? Underground? Or whoever?" The doctor took out a lot of information and tried to help him correct his cognition while Gao Ming was awake: "But no matter how analyzed from any angle, she They are all your wives, not replaced. It is the suspicion in your heart that fictionalizes a person, and the one in your heart wants to replace her."

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

After chatting in the middle of the night, Gao Ming was persuaded by the doctor little by little. All the confusion and doubts were found at the doctor. The doctor told him a completely logical truth, that is, his brain was sick.

Fortunately, he is recovering and will be able to return to his family soon and pick up his newborn baby.

At night, the lights in the ward dim and the corridor gradually became quiet. The photos at the head of the bed accompanied Gao Ming. His wife and newborn seemed to be looking at him and encouraging him.

"That's not your wife, nor is he your child."

A rustling electric current sounded, Gao Ming was sure that this was a sound coming from the bottom of his heart. The doctor had answered this situation, and it was all his delusions and auditory hallucinations.

The arm was twisted and Gao Ming could not break free. He tried his best to raise his neck and look at his chest. The rustling electric current sound did not come from his heart, but from a strange old-fashioned walkie-talkie.

It was covered in blood, and there seemed to be a person hidden behind each channel.

"The closed ward cannot bring any communication equipment in. What is this walkie-talkie?"

The heart was beating, and Gao Ming felt something was about to pierce his skin, which seemed to be what the doctor called "skepticism".

"There is a monster living in my heart. It is the cause of my disease. It may be because of too much work pressure or emotional collapse. It has no entity, it is just something I fantasized about and does not exist." Gaoming Nao The doctor's words appeared in it, but the next moment, he saw a bloody branch drilling out of his heart, and the fragrance of flesh filled the entire ward.