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Chapter 107 Memory and Nightmare

Chapter 107 Memory and Nightmare

His eyes were blurred, as if covered by layers of red water waves, he opened his eyes with difficulty, and raised his hand blankly.

The arm felt a resistance, and at the same time, there was a little buoyancy, which made the whole person sink and float in the small space.

Where am i?

He thought in a daze.

"Snapped."

His hand accidentally touched the cold glass wall, and the coolness made him shiver.

who am I?
He withdrew his hand and hugged himself helplessly. With his movements, the black hair was softly pushed from behind to the front by the liquid that enveloped him.

long hair?mine?
Subconsciously stretching out his hand to pinch a strand, he became even more confused. For some reason, in his cognition, his gender shouldn't have long hair.

The ears were not clean at all, and the water pressure formed a roar, which made his mind unable to calm down for a moment.

The liquid was red, and he gradually realized that he was soaked in something similar to blood, except that this liquid was more viscous, but it did not hinder his breathing.

The liquid was imprisoned together with him in a small glass vessel. Outside the vessel, several vague figures in white clothes noticed him and walked towards him.

They stopped outside the container, holding some paper, pointing at him.

He reacted for a while, then looked back, and stuck to the same transparent glass wall behind him.

Who are they and what are they doing?
Who am I and why am I here?

Why are they looking at me?
Questions emerged one after another, but he could not speak, his voice would quietly dissipate in the red liquid, as if it had never existed.

I... was locked up?

Great fear suddenly swept over him, he became impatient and glanced at himself.

No clothes.

The muscle lines are tight and slender, and the legs are straight and slender, restlessly half floating in the liquid.

On his body, there were large and small wounds criss-crossing, some had scabs, and some were still bleeding, exposing the white bones inside.

But he felt no pain.

He saw the excitement on the faces of the people outside, and the voice of the conversation faintly entered his ears:
"He's awake."

"He's so perfect, it's the first time I've seen an experimental subject with such a high degree of fit."

"Hahaha, he will become a masterpiece in our hands, the actor will be satisfied, look, he is like a work of art..."

"A dangerous, brutal work of art!"

He was terrified, and tried his best to shrink back, but he couldn't block any line of sight that was staring at him.

He has no privacy, like a commodity that has been unwrapped. The shame and embarrassment from the depths of his soul make him suffer, and he shakes his head to the people outside.

He is not a work of art, he is a human being!

At this moment, the blood in the glass vessel became thicker and thicker, so thick that he could no longer see anything.

The pure blood color was no longer transparent, blocking everything from the outside world and giving him a long-lost sense of security.

He started to like Scarlet.

He began to rely on bloody.

"Crack."

There was a crack in the container, and he raised his hand to touch it, and the crack suddenly enlarged, and the next moment, the glass shattered!

"He's out!"

There were chaotic voices around him, and he didn't know what he had done. It wasn't until he felt a strange touch in his hand that he came back to his senses and saw the corpse in a white coat with wide-eyed eyes in front of him.

The expression of the corpse was frightened and ugly. Although he had never faced it so clearly, he knew that this meant that he was the one who was a work of art.

"Ah—!" Screams came from around, people were heart-piercing, and his eardrums were so shocked.

More screaming.

The never-ending scream.

He hated the screaming at first, but he gradually got used to it. With his wounds all healed like a new body, he sank in the fear of others... and gradually fell in love with it.

He's not human, he's a monster.

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"Wake up! Yu Xing!" The woman's cold and forceful voice exploded in the ear, which made the eardrums more uncomfortable than the scream.

Yu Xing woke up from the chaos with a muffled grunt.

Because the other party not only yelled to get up, but also grabbed his shoulders with both hands, not too hard, shaking him all the time.

"It's alright, it's alright..." Yu Xing struggled to open one eye, and saw that Qu Lianqing was staring at him seriously with nervousness on his face, and his smiling lips were tightly pursed. all open.

He forced himself to wake up, his voice still hoarse: "It's just a dream, don't be nervous... I'm fine."

Seeing that he woke up, Qu Lianqing let go abruptly. She was originally kneeling on the bed with one knee, and the other leg was on the ground for support, and she bent down.

Now she hastily retreated back and stood firmly on the ground.

"I'm not nervous, I'm just worried that you are not in the right state. If you get out of control, it will threaten my safety." Qu Yanqing said seriously, if people who don't know her well, they might really believe her.

After hearing this, Yu Xing gave a low laugh, not revealing her concern.

He let out a long breath, sat up on the bed, rubbed his temples, and expressed helplessness to the content of his dream.

Sure enough, touching the scene makes you fall in love...

The scene in the institution brought back his memory, and he ended up having such a chaotic dream.

However, different from ordinary dreams, this dream seems to be mixed with some other forces... like a pair of hands, constantly wanting him to stay in the dream and perish forever.

Of course, this was nothing to him, even if Qu Lianqing didn't wake him up, he would wake up soon.

"When the degree of personality alienation is high, every bit of increase will have a huge impact on people." Qu Yanqing seemed to know what he was thinking, and explained, "Your alienation degree is as high as 50.00%, if others have already realized it. Unclear, gradually turning into a ghost, you can still maintain human thinking, which is already very special."

"I saw that your degree of alienation has increased by 1, and I expected that you will definitely appear abnormal today."

"Just now, from your point of view, what do I look like? By the way, why are you in my room?" Yu Xing asked after hearing this.

He didn't feel anything himself, he didn't even sweat, don't look at the emotion in the dream, it's just because he didn't have real memory in the dream, if it were him now, let alone seeing the glassware, even if he was locked in again ...and there will be no psychological fluctuations.

At that time, I was too young and experienced few things, so I was so easily affected by emotions.

"..." Qu Lianqing sighed, and sat on the edge of the bed, "You don't think the door of the hotel can block me, do you? I knew you were restless tonight, so I kept paying attention to it. It's not right, so here I come."

"When I came, your skin seemed to be cracked everywhere. I could almost see the cracks, but in the end it didn't crack, and it recovered on its own."

She gave Yu Xing a sideways look: "Of course, I just lifted your shirt and took a look. I didn't take off your pants. I don't know if there is anything wrong with your lower body. You can feel it yourself."

"..." The corners of Yu Xing's eyes twitched, and when he looked down, he found that the quilt had already been lifted, and the T-shirt was also wrinkled.

I'm fine, nothing at all, upper body and lower body are fine.

"I found you..." Yu Xing tidied up his clothes, and took a critical look at Qu Yanqing, "When you grow up, you will speak more and more in a demeanor."

Qu Xianqing generously admitted: "You teach well."

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