Shen Zicheng

He may be relying on these scratches to vent his emotions, pinning all the bad things on the scratches, these things cannot be seen, so they will burst out together when they are just illuminated by the light of the flashlight.

I imagined the appearance of a person who would do such a thing, so the eyes of Shen Zicheng in the photo appeared in front of my eyes.

The desperation in his eyes was almost exactly the same as those carried in those scratches.

My interest in Shen Zicheng has risen to an unknown height.

What kind of person would he be, with cold eyes, numb expression, boring personality, simple and plain clothes on weekdays, would not leave extra things in his room, and—— deep down in his heart there was a person waiting for an opportunity to He corrupted the monster.

I tried my best to perfect the image of Shen Zicheng, trying to turn Shen Zicheng in the photo into the person in my consciousness.

But it doesn't help.The look in Shen Zicheng's eyes in the photo left a deep impression on me, and I couldn't even get rid of it.

I think Shen Zicheng must be a very annoying guy.

Then it occurred to me that I might be a nuisance, too.At least, I don't please myself.

Then I thought again, so do I look at other people in the same way as Shen Zicheng?Lifeless, lifeless, like a dead man.

——The difference between me and him is probably that I am really a dead person.

Shen Qiao didn't wake up until he left his house. Maybe he fell asleep, maybe he didn't, but he kept his eyes closed.

However, I believe that as a necromancer, he will not die because of the things left by the living, although I don't know why he is so depressed.

But I am sure that Shen Zicheng is not a likable person, but he is undoubtedly accepting another person's affection beyond blood relatives.

……

When Chen En told me that he had his breakthrough, I was about to jump into the lake to test whether I would choke on the water.

I have tried jumping off a building, lying on a rail, hitting a wall, and hanging without touching the rope. Some of them can make me feel the pain that a living person would feel, and some of them can't.

The only breakthrough I've found is that the enormous speed seems to connect me to the world - I don't understand why, but it must have something to do with quantum mechanics.

In fact, I'm a little curious why I can't penetrate the center of the earth, obviously I can penetrate the floors...

Definitely because of quantum mechanics.

Now I somewhat understand Uncle's thoughts. If you are used to this kind of pain, doing so may become addictive.

But Chen En disrupted my plan, he said: "I checked the car accidents that happened last year, you can see if there is one of yours."

So I followed Chen En back to his house.

In fact, I have been to Chen En's house more than once - in order to verify whether he can really see me, I will hide in some hidden places, such as in the refrigerator or behind the wardrobe, and jump out when he is caught off guard.

I think if I do this to Shen Qiao, he might turn me into a star right away.

Chen En is a game fanatic, besides that he is a very good journalist according to him.His home is a mess, manuscripts and books are mixed together, leaving no place for people to settle down.

Fortunately, I don't need to.

Chen En bound the collected information into a book and handed it to me.After I stared at the document for a long time, he silently put it on the table, reached out and opened the first page.

Car accidents are disasters that are closely related to people's lives.There will always be many car accidents in a day, Chen En narrowed the scope to the corner of that road, and narrowed the time to within half a year.

During this period of time, there were several car accidents in this place, and not many people were killed.

I started thinking again, would I be alone or with other people when the imaginary car accident happened?I'm not sure, trying so hard to piece that memory together.

I just remember the blinding lights, the roar of the engine, the sound of brakes and the screams... Am I screaming?If it's real, what happened before the crash?

I'm in a daze, remembering that I don't know how to drive... I get motion sickness.I have played racing games.

I was in a daze, unaware that the information was getting thinner.Chen En finished turning over the last page, and seeing that I still had no response, he seemed a little frustrated: "Isn't it? I'm still waiting for you to see which one you suddenly yelled 'I remembered'... can I Successfully helping amnesiacs regain their memories is indeed the plot of a TV series."

I didn't hear Chen En's exclamation clearly, I was immersed in my own world and couldn't extricate myself.I'm trying to remember what happened before I died, but it doesn't work, I've really forgotten very well.

So I started thinking again: why would I forget the past?I think the excuse of poor memory is not enough to explain.

I remembered what Shen Qiao said before, "Anyway, it might be better for you not to remember those things."I guess I must have been through something so horrible that after dying once, I don't even want to think about it again.

What could it be? What do "those things" refer to?

In my existing memory, the only thing that makes me feel painful even when I think about it is the scene that seems to still exist in front of my eyes, the scene where the car carrying my parents fell off the cliff and burned into fireworks.

What's interesting is that at that time I was still thinking "I will never forget this scene for the rest of my life", but I didn't expect that I would never forget it in my whole life—from birth to death, I would never forget it in my whole life.

This is exactly what I remember clearly.

Is it because this incident hit me the hardest?But somewhere subconsciously told me that it was important, yes, but it wasn't the most important.

So I thought hard, what is the most important thing?

—And, after that, after the car accident that took my parents away, what happened?

……

My memory has since been disconnected.

The memory after that was stubbornly hidden in the thick darkness. It was like a gust of wind. It should have existed, but it flickered like a bubble, and then burst and disappeared in a blink of an eye.

I started to think forward and maybe there would be a breakthrough.

Why am I still alive when both my parents are dead? …I was thrown out of the car, yes, fell off the car seat, rolled out of the car window, hit the cliff, and finally fell to the ground. The car exploded at the foot of the mountain without even Doraemon’s recovery gun A group of ways to restore.

Further on, why did my parents and I get in a car and pass that terrible cliff? ...for a long trip?To travel?For... for?

I can't remember clearly, and the memory is another fault.

Faults - memories of parents' death - faults.

Looking at it this way, the incident that I keep in mind seems like a turning point...

So, will the things I forget be more painful than my parents dying in front of my eyes?i can't imagine...

"...Isn't this really you? Look, it looks similar to you..." Chen En was still talking, pointing to a picture on a stack of materials, but it looked blurry.

I decided to start with the original fault line: "Can you help me find another car accident? It was about ten years ago... a family of three, only the child survived."

Chen En yelled: "Ten years ago? Who do you think I am? Don't talk about it so long ago, you probably won't find it if you look for it five years ago..."

I watched Chen En silently without speaking.

"I bet I can't find it... My time is also very precious..." Finally, Chen En walked towards the computer while complaining.

Then, I heard Chen En's surprised voice: "Huh?"

I take this to mean that he saw something unexpected.But when I approached, Chen En said: "I didn't find the car accident, but I found a sensational case... Hey, what a coincidence, it was reported by my master. But it should have nothing to do with you..."

I looked at the screen, and the mouse was hovering over a search result.

"...to commit suicide with his wife and children..."

I was a little dazed, and Chen En said from the side: "At that time, the case was quite big. After all, the party involved was quite high in social status. He was the director of a large trading company at the time. He was always a positive person, but suddenly made trouble. Come up with something like this...

"It is said that something happened to the company at that time, and a lot of funds were embezzled by people trusted by the director. In order to make up for this loophole, the director ran around, but failed to solve the problem. It seems that because of the family There was also a problem. According to his maid, he and his wife were always arguing at home and smashing things every day. Later, the company collapsed, and the director seemed to be devastated. Quarrel, and when the quarrel gets serious, they curse each other to death.

"As a result, after a certain quarrel, the director tied his wife and children into the car in a fit of anger, drove out of the city, and smashed through the guardrail. Tsk tsk tsk, look at his life, the whole thing came out It's a big show at eight o'clock, but unfortunately I didn't graduate back then, and I even watched the news on TV."

I tried to move the mouse, but it was obvious I was being silly.

Chen En saw my actions and clicked the left button of the mouse for me. "Are you interested in this? Well, it's good to look at the past, maybe you will encounter a side plot..."

But there was no system prompting me to start any side missions, but even after reading the last punctuation mark, I couldn't bring myself back to the world in front of me.

The party involved in the case had a high social status, and his family seemed to be very special, so the report did not reveal much useful information, only the general content of the case was written, and there was not much difference from what Chen En said.

However, the report also specifically wrote: "But Xiaocheng (pseudonym), who was only ten years old, was thrown out of the car, suffered multiple fractures all over his body, and suffered a moderate concussion. Fortunately, he survived and was adopted by his uncle afterwards. ..."

It's fun, isn't it?

Exactly the same as me.

Chen En was still talking about something, but I couldn't hear his words clearly, and my ears were surrounded by other voices.

Things like—"So that's what I don't want to remember anymore", "So I should have died so long ago", "So I wasn't expected to live at all", etc.

I think that I may have found the general content of the previous fault in "Fault—Memories of Parents' Death—Fault".

Although, if I understand the fact that this is the case, I would rather, would rather be lost forever.