Where did you get this substitute from?

He can't be Rong Huai.

He clearly remembered his past as Su Shen.

In the year that he agreed to perform bone marrow transplantation with Jiang Xian, Su Shen received a reward of 50 yuan, and then he credited it to an account with a different track record.

Two months after Jiang Xian's successful operation, he came out of the hospital. The traffic was so dense and the sun was so dazzling.

He was sitting by the sea with his backpack.

The sea breeze is cool, and the cruise ships go out to sea one after another.

The sea water slapped the reef, and the huge waves piled up and fell like snowflakes.

He ate the zongzi candies brought out of his bag one by one, and his teeth ached from the sweetness.

Those candy wrappers were stacked neatly by his hand, and when he finished eating the candies, a stack of candy wrappers that was as wide as the width of his little finger fell down.

He lifted the candy wrappers above his head and sighed.

On such a sunny afternoon, Su Shen walked to the empty pier and jumped into the sea without hesitation.

All this was witnessed only by surveillance video.

He was ups and downs in the sea, and was dragged ashore by someone by his shoulders before losing consciousness.

The ship had dropped anchor, and he was out of the coast by the time he was conscious.

Surrounded by unfamiliar faces, Su Shen put his arms around his knees and remained silent for a long time.

The crew who rescued him asked where he was from.

The people in front of me came one after another.

The ship sails to the other side of the ocean, and there will always be something new on the long journey.

The people watching him gradually dispersed. The man was wearing a colorful short-sleeved shirt and walked over smelling of alcohol. He took off his sunglasses and asked him, "Hey, little guy, what's your name?"

The pupils of this man's eyes were slightly blue, like the bottomless sea in front of him.

"I'm Jinsi. My assistant stayed in his hometown and didn't go with me when I returned to China. I don't have a sense of loyalty... How will you hang out with me in the future? I'll make sure you enjoy your food and drink hot food."

Keji differently told him that that part of the memory was imagined by him.

"Who wants to admit that he is a dissociated personality?" Ji Shu looked at him condescendingly, "You shouldn't have existed in the first place."

It was Su Shen, not Rong Huai, who sank into the bottom of the sea and was picked up and found a good teacher.

No one will come to his rescue.

All along, no one will save him.

No one cares what he likes or dislikes, his emotions only exist because of another person.

He can only hide in the darkest corner and learn every move of that person.

He's always been such a pathetic existence.

The night fell, and the surroundings were quiet.

The door was pushed open, and Ji Shutong walked in slowly.

He didn't turn on the light, the light in the aisle clearly reflected his outline, but Su Shen couldn't see his expression.

There was a bit of wind at night, the window screen was blown up by the wind and hit the bedside, and the moonlight outside the window hit Su Shen's face sporadically.

His forehead was soaked with sweat, and his face was as pale as a ghost.

Even though he couldn't see the different expression, but when that indifferent gaze swept over Su Shen, Su Shen couldn't help shivering.

He was so afraid of the person in front of him, but he didn't know why.

But now, from the materials and dictation given by Ting Shutong, he learned about Ronghuai's experience in the past few years, and he realized that the original fear was engraved in his bones, which cannot be wiped clean or erased.

"How much do you remember today?" Ji Shutong walked to the bed, pinched his chin, forcing him to look up.

The sound of rapid breathing was very clear in the silent room.

Before bursts of dizziness hit, Su Shen punched Ji Shutong with all his strength.

Traces are different and easily hold his fist.

He grabbed Su Shen's hand, opened it cruelly little by little, and kissed Su Shen's palm.

The tremor of the palm reveals the master's emotions.

Ji Shutong sneered: "You are always so overwhelmed."

Su Shen was pushed down on the bed.

Ji Shutong pulled off the tie, loosened the neckline, knelt on the bed, grabbed Su Shen's hair, and put his elbow on Su Shen's back, making the man unable to move. He stroked Su Shen with his cold fingertips. Shen's jaw dropped, and the words he spit out were cold: "Do you remember, I also taught you the posture of punching you. I raised you with one hand and taught you how to practice boxing. I didn't ask you to swing your fist at me."

As he spoke, his hand had already moved to Su Shen's shoulder, and the flesh under his palm was tense.

Su Shen has no way to escape, even if Ji Shutong crippled his arm at this time, in this position, even if he died of pain here, it is impossible to break free.

"Don't..." Su Shen's voice came from under the pillow so weakly that he could hardly hear it himself.

Ji Shutong brushed away the sweaty hair on his forehead with one hand, and moved closer, "What did you say?"

Su Shen was silent for a moment.

Ji Shutong smiled contemptuously: "If you beg me, I can consider letting you go."

The person who was resisting tried his best to endure the pain, but the silence of the room still revealed traces from the panting sound full of pain.

Su Shen said intermittently, with irony: "Even...you kill me...I won't beg you again."

He laughed mockingly: "When you were young, you insisted on climbing a tree to pick apples, but you fell from the tree and broke your arm, crying to death. At that time, I was still thinking that your future temper would be similar to his. It's different, I didn't expect you to be more like him when you grow up, asking for trouble like him."

Ji Shutong pressed his arm with his hand, dislocating it little by little, Su Shen seemed to have an illusion, he seemed to hear the crisp sound of bones rubbing against each other.

In just three or four minutes, he seemed to be fished out of the water, and the things in front of him gradually blurred.

Su Shen seemed to be talking.

The traces are different and closer.

The words were broken and the words were vague.

I can only vaguely distinguish, "I don't want...you appear in front of me again..."

"...I...will always...hate you..."

Only two people know this passage.

He knows better than anyone.

These were the last few words Su Shen had spoken to him before his death.

The traces are different, and he stops his hands in a daze.

The person on the bed fainted from the pain, his frail fingers were resting on the pillow, and his arms were twisted into strange shapes.

&...&...

No one would want to be trampled on their dignity like this all the time, being trampled into the mud.

Rong Huai went crazy when he was 20 years old.

It was a very ordinary morning, Ji Shutong came back from Fenghuang Cemetery, his coat was wet with dew, after he entered the door, he took off his coat and put it on the hanger, stood in front of Ronghuai's room door and knocked twice.

Rong Huai did not answer the door for a long time.

He has been taking care of the young man with a gentle face since he was a child. Under his persecution, he became a lunatic who couldn't help screaming and screaming whenever he saw him.

What a great irony.

Rong Huai can only be quiet when he leaves him.

At that time, Rong Huai's studies were not over yet, and after half a year of suspension, he became more silent than before, sometimes talking nonsense for no reason.

Ji Shutong thought of Yi Yangfan at this time, maybe because of the similarity between Rong Huai and Su Shen, Yi Yang Fan would help him take care of Rong Huai for a while.

Yi Yangfan did take Rong Huai over there, but he just raised Rong Huai in a quiet place, and it was Yi Xiuhan who really helped Rong Huai get out of the predicament during this period.

Rong Huai welcomed Yi Xiuhan at the darkest moment of his life.

Because of the huge psychological pressure, Rong Huai suffered from traumatic stress disorder after going crazy, and then suffered from dissociative disorder, but during this process, only Yi Xiuhan was by his side to actively treat him.

Two full years.

During this period of time, he accompanied Rong Huai to many cities and places of interest. Every time they went, they would leave photos as souvenirs. Those group photos were treasured by Rong Huai in a small box. He began to accept his own life, Started to look forward to the future.

When Yi Xiuhan came back that night, Mrs. Yi was sitting in the living room, and Rong Huai was not at home.

He understood what happened almost immediately, and ran out the door eagerly, looking for Rong Huai everywhere.

It was raining heavily outside.

Rong Huai was in a dark alley. He was robbed of money and refused to hand over his wallet. Several people beat and kicked him. In the confusion, Rong Huai was stabbed.

Those people realized that there was a loss of life and left one after another.

When Yi Xiuhan found Ronghuai, he was already dying, his body was torn apart and there was no good place.

All these years, he has been acting as Su Shen's stand-in, not understanding the meaning of his life.

At the last moment of his life, he actually began to hope to live a little longer.

He also has to accompany him to many places.

Yi Xiuhan once asked him where he most wanted to go.

He is afraid of the cold and likes the seasons like spring.

How about going to Dali?

it is good.

It's a pity that there is no chance again.

&...&...

Su Shen pushed open the bedroom door, Su Shen's arm was simply bandaged, he showed a little panic when he saw himself coming in, but compared to the first time he came to this place, he seemed to have gotten used to it a lot.

At least when he touched it, he was no longer so nervous that he trembled all over.

"How much do you remember today?"

The trace is different from a daily question.

Su Shen leaned against the head of the bed, his face looked as if he had lost blood.

"I'm starting to remember something, right?" Ji Shutong walked slowly to the bedside, "Don't lie, I'll know if you lie."

Su Shen sneered.

He closed his eyes in silence, not wanting to answer the different questions.

Probably because he was injured, Ji Shutong didn't persecute him anymore.

Outside the house, there is a phoenix that takes root in pots and reproduces with a strong will to survive. The buds bloom on the leaves like inflorescences, and they sit quietly by the bed, looking at the potted plants on the balcony.

Beside the phoenix is ​​a fairy stick, and the water and soil are fertile, so it grows tall and straight.

Desert plants are tenacious, and those who are keen on reproduction can come back after death.

These two pots are Su Shen's favorite plants.

Ji Shutong remembered the words he said before fainting yesterday, and said lightly: "What do you hate me for?"

I don't know if he was tortured terribly, or if he forgot what he said yesterday. At this moment, he quietly turned his back to him and closed his eyes to rest, without answering him.

Ji Shutong didn't hear his answer for a long time, so he sighed and said softly, "You better hate me and keep hating me."

Compared with indifference and forgetfulness, even if there is only hatred left between them, it is good.

Just keep hating him well, remember him for the rest of his life, good and bad, remember him together, never forget.