[Full-time master] mottled

"The Cheshire Cat is gone!"

"So Alice continued to walk in the forest, and then she saw a big house that looked like a rabbit. 'That must be the home of the March Hare!' Thinking of this, Alice ran over quickly .”

"There is a big tree in front of the March Hare's house, and there is a big table under the big tree. There are many delicious desserts on the table. It turns out that the March Hare and the Mad Hatter are having a tea party! The arrival of Alice makes the March Hare and the Mad Hatter The Mad Hatters were so delighted that they invited Alice to sit down at the big table, and treated her to delicious tea."

As the boy said so, he waved his hand, and immediately there were many desserts on the long table in front of him, including chocolate chip cookies, cherry pie, donuts, and a pot of steaming black tea and exquisite tea sets.

Jiang Botao sat at the table without saying a word. Now he was wearing a funny plaid suit with an exaggerated bow tie and a pink ribbon hanging from the brim of his top hat, blocking part of his vision.

There is no doubt that Jiang Botao is playing the role of the Mad Hatter in this crazy tea party.A giant plush rabbit doll in a waistcoat was sitting on the chair next to Jiang Botao playing the role of the March Hare, and "Alice" was sitting on the armchair at the other end of the long table.

"Alice" in this story is a boy who looks only seven or eight years old. He is wearing a clean white shirt, cute light blue overalls, blue and white striped stockings, and a pair of wipes. Shiny leather shoes.

But to say that he is Alice, it is better to say that he is the master of the entire "Wonderland", and Jiang Botao is the "Alice" who broke into this world.

——In other words, his consciousness was trapped in the mental picture of this strange child.

In fact, Jiang Botao had already lost all perception of the outside world at the moment he was swallowed by the sub-world, and when he regained consciousness, he found himself trapped in this young sentinel—yes, this seven or eight-year-old His child is a sentinel—in the constructed mental picture, the spiritual link between him and Zhou Zekai was cut off.

For sentinel partners who have been together for many years and have been very stable in spirit, this kind of sudden link interruption is simply a disaster.Jiang Botao didn't have to doubt at all. After losing his spiritual link, Zhou Zekai was immersed in pain every moment, because he lost half of his soul, the valve to control his emotions, and the control of his perception. Bringing a flood of information that could break his spirit.

It's not Jiang Botao's arrogance, but the rules of the game of Sentinel World are so cruel. Any Sentinel who loses his guide will go berserk, and eventually fall into sensory overload, and then...

"boom--"

Several firework tubes suddenly exploded in Jiang Botao's ears, and flimsy pieces of colored paper fluttered down from midair.

"Welcome to our tea party! Alice! Do you want to drink black tea?" The rabbit doll suddenly made a voice, and Jiang Botao recognized the voice—it was Zhao Xinhong.

"Okay, Alice wants to drink black tea." The boy playing "Alice" politely answered the rabbit doll's inquiry.Then the huge rabbit doll slid down from the chair, grabbed the black teapot from the long table with its plush paws, and walked towards "Alice" unsteadily, making a squeaky noise every time it took The sound of creaking footsteps.

The rabbit doll stood next to the boy, and while making a "gudong gudong" sound, he raised the teapot and poured tea into the teacup in front of him—what came out of the pot was not hot black tea, but bubbling Coke——This scene is so absurd, funny, and even has a sense of indescribable horror.

Jiang Botao sat on his armchair and watched silently, as if he was a humanoid doll who could not speak.The rabbit doll finished pouring tea for the boy, and then staggered back. It forgot to put down the teapot in its hand when it climbed up the chair, and the Coke in the teapot was poured out, dyeing a large piece of white fur on its body. light brown.But the rabbit doll didn't care about it at all, and only after it had slid comfortably over the armchair did it put the teapot back on the table, which had lost its lid.

"Oh, Mad Hatter, don't you plan to say something! At our happy tea party!" The rabbit doll, half of whose body was stained with cola, turned its head and looked at Jiang Botao with its black eyes made of glass balls: "You A song should be sung, for our guest Alice, the one you sang at the Queen of Hearts concert!"

"I can't sing." Jiang Botao said, this was the first time he spoke.

"Of course you can sing! You can sing 'Winky Bat, How Strange I Think You Are', after all you only sang it in March!" the bunny puppet shrieked. Our new friend sings! You should take off your hat and eat it with cream!"

"This is a good idea." Jiang Botao said so, so he really reached out and took off the fancy top hat on his head - now his field of vision is much wider.

"He's really going to eat his hat! What a lunatic!" The ceramic pot containing the cream yelled, and then it quickly escaped from Jiang Botao's face.

"Oh, he is indeed a madman. Because he is a mad hatter, he can be a madman." The rabbit doll grabbed the ceramic pot that was running away, and its tone sounded calmer: "Hey, madman, why would the crow Like a desk!"

"Because it can produce afew notes." Jiang Botao said blankly, "Whether it's sacroworadesk."

The rabbit doll giggled because of his answer, it laughed so exaggeratedly that it rolled to the ground laughing, its fur dyed light brown by Coke was stained with grass blades.And "Alice" who was sitting at the other end of the long table kept sipping Coke and watched all this. Finally, he put down his cup and asked with some confusion: "Big Brother, don't you like Alice's story?"

Jiang Botao remained silent without comment.

Seeing that he didn't answer, the boy seemed a little anxious. He slid down from his armchair, ran to Jiang Botao's side, and asked eagerly, "Which story does big brother like? Candy House? Or Little Red Riding Hood? By the way, my mother told me the story of Sleeping Beauty yesterday. Snow White is fine too."

"I don't like fairy tales," Jiang Botao said, "I like freedom."

"Freedom?" The boy stared at Jiang Botao and tilted his head, as if he didn't understand the meaning of the word.So Jiang Botao could only choose to soften his tone and explain the meaning of the word to him in a more easy-to-understand way: "Like a bird, it should fly happily in the sky, not be locked in a cage." inside."

"Why not?" The boy's doubts seemed to deepen: "As long as the cage is big enough, it can also fly in the cage."

Jiang Botao opened his mouth hesitantly, but finally closed it helplessly: the boy's intellectual age seemed to be much younger than his physical age, so that he couldn't understand Jiang Botao's metaphor at all, and he couldn't even understand it. There is no correct concept of good and evil and empathy.

"Big brother?" Seeing that he didn't speak, the boy carefully tugged at the corner of Jiang Botao's clothes, "Did I say something wrong?"

Jiang Botao shook his head, with a helpless wry smile on his lips.

"Then... big brother, are you still willing to play with me?" the boy asked.

"I can play with you." Since he couldn't reason with the boy, Jiang Botao could only choose to save the country with curves. First, he followed the boy's wishes and drew him towards him before saying, "But you have to answer a few questions for me first."

"No! No!" The rabbit doll who had been giggling on the ground suddenly roared furiously. It jumped up from the ground and rushed towards Jiang Botao like crazy, throwing him down on the grass.Then the rabbit doll grabbed Jiang Botao's neck with its fluffy paws, trying to strangle him, and screamed frantically: "You can't ask questions! You can't talk! You idiot! You will be ruined!" Of this world!"

Jiang Botao instinctively grabbed the hand of the rabbit doll, and tried his best to stop it from exerting force on his neck, even though he didn't feel his throat being choked—after all, he was just a spirit projected from his own consciousness. The body is incapable of feeling pain.

The boy at the side became anxious. He kept patting the rabbit doll with both hands, and shouted: "I don't allow you to hit big brother! Bad dad! Bad dad! I don't want to play with you today! From my world go out!"

As soon as the boy finished speaking, Jiang Botao felt his body lighten. The rabbit doll that was riding on him and was about to strangle him suddenly became transparent. When he looked carefully, it was gradually disappearing.And the rabbit doll who was still in a rage immediately burst into tears, and the pair of eyes made of glass balls on its face actually shed tears: "Dad didn't mean it, Dad did it for your own good, woo woo, You should turn him into a doll too, so—"

The rabbit doll disappeared, together with the half sentence it hadn't finished speaking.

"Big brother, are you okay?" The boy squatted beside Jiang Botao and asked eagerly.

Jiang Botao shook his head.

"Great! Big brother, come play with me!" The boy clapped his hands happily.

"Then you have to answer a few questions for me before I can play with you." Jiang Botao said firmly, the boy tilted his head as if thinking, and after a few seconds he nodded vigorously, which was his agreement.Seeing that the boy was willing to answer his questions, Jiang Botao sat up, but the current situation was too complicated, his mind was in a mess, and for a moment he didn't know where to start asking.

"...Who are you?" Jiang Botao hesitated again and again, but decided to ask the boy's identity.

"My name is Ding Tong!" The boy answered quickly, "My mother's name is Ding Mengrui, and my father's name is Zhao...uh, Zhao Xinhong!"

Jiang Botao was stunned for a moment, the boy in front of him was actually the child of Zhao Xinhong and Ding Mengrui!

Their eldest son?A sentinel?Jiang Botao looked at the boy, feeling a little unbelievable: "Then, the rabbit doll just now is really your father Zhao Xinhong?"

"Yeah," Ding Tong said, "Daddy sometimes comes here to play with me, but today he hit my elder brother, I was very angry, so I kicked him out."

"Then do you know what's going on in this 'world'?" Jiang Botao asked again.

Ding Tong blinked his eyes, as if he was thinking about this question, but this time he understood Jiang Botao's meaning: "I know! This is 'My World', what I want it to be, it will What did it become?" He waved his hand while talking, and the appearance of the entire spiritual world changed immediately, the long table full of desserts disappeared, the house that looked like a rabbit disappeared, and the forest in the distance also disappeared. Gone, replaced by a world made up of biscuits and candies, soft marshmallows on the soles of the feet, mountains made of chocolate in the distance, and rivers flowing with strawberry milk.

Jiang Botao was undoubtedly shocked by the sudden changes in the surrounding environment: such a small child can actually construct such a large and complex mental picture, and can even change it easily with consciousness, how powerful he is. force!

It was not the first time for Jiang Botao to enter the mental landscape of others. He had entered Zhou Zekai's mental landscape several times before, pulling his sentry back from the edge of sensory overload time and time again.Zhou Zekai's mental landscape has always been very stable, where it is calm and peaceful, warm and calm, there is no crisis, bloody storm, and ghosts and monsters rampant in the world, it is a peaceful world that everyone will yearn for.

Although each sentinel's mental image is different, Jiang Botao was still very surprised that Ding Tong could change his mental image at will: this is not something a young sentinel can do, Ding Tong is simply a monster.

And Jiang Botao's consciousness was trapped in the mental image of this monster.

—Damn, I have to find a way to escape.I want to go back to Xiao Zhou quickly, although I have insurance, but...but...

"Big brother." Ding Tong interrupted Jiang Botao's thoughts suddenly, "Do you have any questions? Can you play with me?"

"Well, I have one last question. After asking, I'll play with Tongtong, okay?" Jiang Botao adjusted his facial expression to make himself more friendly.

"Okay!" Ding Tong agreed happily.

"Tongtong, can you tell me, me," Jiang Botao pointed to himself, "Why did I come to your world?"

"Grandpa brought big brother here." Ding Tong almost blurted out, then he thought for a while and changed his words: "Uh... no, it should be grandpa! Mom's father is grandpa, and father's father is grandpa."

Mom's dad?Ding Mengrui's father?Jiang Botao frowned and thought, suddenly a flash of inspiration came to him, and he had a terrible idea: Could it be that Ding Mengrui is also an artificial guide? !Then her "father" is...

Thinking of this, Jiang Botao eagerly asked: "Then how did your grandfather bring me in?"

"Brother, didn't you say that was the last question just now? Why are you still asking?" Ding Tong curled his lips, obviously a little unhappy with Jiang Botao's questioning.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry," Jiang Botao knelt down, looked directly into Ding Tong's eyes, and said sincerely, "But I really want to know about this, so can Tong Tong tell my brother? My brother promises that Tong Tong will finish answering this question." After asking the question, my brother will play with Tongtong and never ask any more questions."

"Okay then." Ding Tong said, "Actually, I don't know how my grandfather brought my eldest brother in. At that time, he just held me with one hand and put the other on his forehead, and then my eldest brother appeared all of a sudden. In my world."

Although Jiang Botao was a little confused and couldn't quite understand what Ding Tong said about the process, but he vaguely felt that his assumption was correct: this is definitely something that crazy old man can do!But how did he manage to pull my consciousness away and get trapped in Ding Tong's mental picture? !Is it a shift in consciousness?Damn, there are still too few valuable clues!

Jiang Botao was still thinking about it, but Ding Tong couldn't wait to make a fuss: "Okay, okay! I've finished answering, and it's time for big brother to play with me!"

"Okay, what is Tongtong Wan thinking about?" Jiang Botao couldn't figure it out for a while, so he could only suppress it for the time being, fulfill his promise to play with Ding Tong first, and if he had fun, he could reveal more What about the inside story?

"Hmm..." Ding Tong was thinking, when a bell rang suddenly from somewhere, and Ding Tong's eyes lit up: "It's four o'clock! It's my birthday!"

"Birth, birthday?" Jiang Botao was taken aback.

"Yes!" Ding Tong jumped up, "Mom said, every day at four o'clock in the afternoon is my birthday! I can eat birthday cake!"

Birthday at four o'clock every afternoon?every day?Jiang Botao frowned, faintly feeling that Ding Tong's secrets were beyond his cognition.

Ding Tong over there didn't notice Jiang Botao's strangeness at all. He happily turned around in a circle, waved his hand, and conjured a big cream cake on the marshmallow floor covered with sugar needles: "I want Happy birthday with big brother!"

"How many birthdays has Tongtong passed?" Jiang Botao asked tentatively.

"It's been my eighth birthday!" Ding Tong compared the number eight with his right hand, "This is Tongtong's ninth birthday! So I'm nine years old now!"

Jiang Botao carefully observed Ding Tong's physical features, and compared him in his mind with the appearance of Ding Tong when he first saw Ding Tong after he regained consciousness. It really looks like a year older.

Terrible.Jiang Botao looked in disbelief at Ding Tong who was sitting in front of the cake with his eyes closed and making a wish, and took a half step back somewhat uneasy.

Ding Tong is definitely a big trouble.

Ding Mengrui walked down the long ladder slowly, with a faint smile on her lips. She was wearing a warm yellow dress covered with gemstones. Those gemstones reflected the flickering candlelight, as if she was wearing a full body of stars, coming from the depths of the universe. The money comes.

Jiang Botao was blinded by her dazzling starlight, so he turned his eyes away and stared at the huge birthday cake on the long table.

——Today at four o'clock in the afternoon is Ding Tong's tenth birthday.

In other words, his consciousness has been trapped in Ding Tong's mental picture for more than 24 hours.During these 24 hours, Jiang Botao thought of countless ways to escape from this imaginary spiritual world, but he couldn't do it. This spiritual world completely controlled by Ding Tong has no boundaries and no exits. He changed everything in this world as he wished, All the laws of physics can be subverted in Ding Tong's eyes. After all, he is just a child, and his spiritual world is full of naivety and innocence that a child should have.

As a result, all Jiang Botao's speaking skills were thwarted by Ding Tong. He couldn't understand the deep meaning and guidance in Jiang Botao's words, and his eyes were only full of playfulness.This made Jiang Botao feel even more anxious. He never liked to be passive, but his current situation was extremely passive.

In the 24 years since he was born as a guide, Jiang Botao experienced such a deep sense of powerlessness for the first time. In Ding Tong's mental picture, he has completely become an ordinary person, without "change" and "communication". ", there is no "backtracking", and even his inherent awakening ability "hint" as a guide cannot be used.

Jiang Botao, who was completely at a loss, couldn't help but began to doubt: deprived of his ability to guide, could he really escape from Ding Tong's mental image and return to Zhou Zekai's side?

"You have a lot on your mind." Ding Mengrui said softly. At this moment, she had come to the long table and sat facing Jiang Botao through the candlelight.When Jiang Botao came back to his senses, he glanced at her. In the candlelight, Ding Mengrui looked so gentle, elegant and dazzling, like a dignified and elegant princess.

——Now the story of "Beauty and the Beast" is being staged in Ding Tong's spiritual world. Ding Mengrui, who is wearing a gorgeous long dress, naturally plays the beautiful and kind "Princess Belle", and Zhao Xinhong and Ding Tong who play the role of "The Beast" Play a fun game of chase in this gorgeous huge castle.

"Sister." Jiang Botao looked directly into Ding Mengrui's eyes, staring at her with burning eyes: "You have been lying to me."

Ding Mengrui just smiled when she heard this: "What did I lie to you?"

"You said that although you are not a guide now, your position and mine are always the same." Jiang Botao's tone was very strong, with a hint of questioning, "But you betrayed me."

"The 'standpoint' I mentioned." I don't know if it was an illusion, but Jiang Botao always felt that the smile on Ding Mengrui's face became even bigger after witnessing his anger: "It refers to the phrase 'you and I are both guides'." Did you misunderstand it as something else?"

"Heh." Jiang Botao sneered, "A fellow guide? Why are you 'same guide' with me? By deception and concealment?"

"What are you angry about?" Ding Mengrui tilted her head, with a contemptuous arc on the corner of her mouth: "Because I'm not the 'good senior' in your mind?"

Jiang Botao was silent for a moment, and then said: "...Because of disappointment, Xiao Zhou believes in you so much and believes that you can help me, but you—"

"Why do you still think about him?" Ding Mengrui interrupted him roughly, the contempt revealed in his tone couldn't be more obvious: "You still think about your sentinel at this time? Why don't you think about yourself? You have been tamed Are all your guides such scumbags?!"

Jiang Botao opened his mouth in silence, and from his perspective through the candlelight, Ding Mengrui, who was furious, looked a bit ferocious.

"Xiaojiang," Ding Mengrui, who returned to normal in the next second, stretched out her hand to brush her temples, and her expression calmed down with a bit of regret: "I thought you were the same as me. For just because I am a guide, You have to be forced to become someone else's 'appendage', which is full of anger and unwillingness, and it turns out that I think highly of you."

"I never felt that becoming Xiao Zhou's guide was something worthy of my anger and unwillingness." Jiang Botao said.

"How can you not be angry?" Ding Mengrui asked incredulously: "Your spiritual guide is a wolf, you are different from all guides, that is a wolf, a ferocious predator, your unruly and bloody Woolen cloth?"

Jiang Botao answered her with silence.

"Your spiritual guide shouldn't be a wolf." Ding Mengrui shook her head. It seemed that she was extremely disappointed in Jiang Botao. "You should choose a stupid herbivore as your spiritual guide like other weak guides."

"The spiritual guide can't be chosen." Jiang Botao said softly, "It's just the embodiment of our own spirit—"

"I know, of course I know." Ding Mengrui interrupted him again, "Otherwise my spiritual guide wouldn't be a weak pigeon."

The two fell silent, only the voices of Ding Tong and Zhao Xinhong laughing and playing came from a distant place, which could not be heard clearly.After a long time, Jiang Botao finally opened his mouth to break the suffocating silence: "So senior sister, are you standing with 'him' now?"

"I don't know who you're talking about." Ding Mengrui gracefully picked up the teacup and took a sip of the orange juice in it.

"If I'm not mistaken, you should also be an artificial guide," Jiang Botao said, "then you know who I'm talking about."

"Yes," Ding Mengrui deliberately omitted half of his sentence, and only answered the first half of the sentence: "I am an artificial guide, code-named 66, a failed product of the second batch of '1v1 plan'."

Jiang Botao was taken aback: "But you still entered the Guidance Academy."

"Because my guiding quality was not obvious at the beginning, they thought I was a failure. It wasn't until I was 15 years old that I awakened and became a guide, and they realized that I had made a mistake before and took me back to the academy for training. Then I burned my empathy system and was a happy deserter."

"They thought I was the kind of fool who would come and go when they were called, and could be enslaved by them at will," Ding Mengrui said with a gritted smile, "Don't even think about it."

"Is that why you are angry with me? Sister." Jiang Botao looked at Ding Mengrui, feeling as if he had never really known her.At the same time, Jiang Botao also clearly realized that he, who had given Ding Mengrui unlimited trust just because of the word "senior sister", was hopelessly stupid.

"That's right." Ding Mengrui brushed her hair on the sideburns again, "After all, I am an independent and living person first, and then I am a guide."

"So you join forces with 'him' and want to make this world completely 'pure'?" Jiang Botao has been observing Ding Mengrui's facial micro-expressions.

"Pure?" Ding Mengrui smiled disdainfully, "I don't care if this world is 'pure' or not, I just want revenge."

"So, for revenge, are you going to involve your child and your husband?" As soon as he said this, Ding Mengrui's micro expression really changed - she couldn't help twitching the corners of her mouth, and her pupils also twitched. Zooming in for a moment——Jiang Botao can be sure that what he said just now stepped on Ding Mengrui's sore feet.

"Sacrifice is inevitable." This was the first time that Ding Mengrui showed a weak side during the entire conversation. She said this in a very soft voice, and she didn't know whether she was answering Jiang Botao or paralyzing herself.

"Learning—" Jiang Botao was about to make persistent efforts, trying to see if he could break through her psychological defense in one fell swoop, but just as he opened his mouth, Ding Mengrui interrupted him forcefully for the third time: "Okay, the chat is over, Tongtong is about to It's my birthday."

The bell at four o'clock echoed in the castle, and Ding Tong was hugged by the furry "beast". The two had a good time giggling and went back to the hall together.

"Mom!" Ding Tong saw Ding Mengrui, struggled to jump down from Zhao Xinhong's arms, and ran to Ding Mengrui who was sitting at the long table smiling. The latter bent down and gave him a hug: "Happy birthday, my little one!" Prince, go and sit down while we blow out the candles."

"Okay!" Ding Tong, who was extremely happy, hurried to sit down on the main seat, and couldn't wait to start urging: "Dad, light the candles!"

"Okay, okay, Dad, let's light a candle!" Zhao Xinhong took a candle from the long table, stood up and lit a candle for the huge cream cake.

Jiang Botao sat at the side out of place, silently watching the family enjoy themselves happily.

"Big Brother." Ding Tong looked at the silent Jiang Botao, and asked with some doubts: "Are you unhappy? Today is Tong Tong's tenth birthday."

Jiang Botao originally wanted to force a smile and tell Ding Tong that he was not unhappy, but when he caught a glimpse of Ding Mengrui looking at Ding Tong with a gentle smile on his face, he suddenly changed his mind: "It's not my birthday, Why should I be happy."

After finishing speaking, Jiang Botao looked at Ding Mengrui, who was sitting across from him, almost provocatively. Sure enough, her face immediately darkened.The tone of Jiang Botao's words was cold and disdainful. Even Ding Tong, who was ignorant of the world, could hear his dissatisfaction and complaints. The simple Ding Tong drooped the corners of his mouth and frowned as if he was about to cry.

The scene in the castle hall, which was filled with joy just now, became cold all of a sudden. Ding Mengrui gave Jiang Botao a hard look, then put away the anger on her face, and comforted Ding Tong softly, while Zhao Xinhong went straight to him. He came up, grabbed Jiang Botao's front with the furry claws of the "beast", and threw him directly to the ground.

"I advise you to be clear about your current situation and not to provoke Tongtong." Perhaps in order to give himself enough deterrence, Zhao Xinhong gritted his teeth and whispered the second half of the sentence: "While your sentinel is still here, Safe and sound."

Not to be outdone, Jiang Botao originally wanted to wrestle with Zhao Xinhong, but the latter's strength was too great, he was firmly suppressed and could not resist at all.Hearing Zhao Xinhong mention Zhou Zekai again, his words seemed to be against him, Jiang Botao reflexively used all his strength to resist, but unfortunately his struggles were of no avail, and in the end he could only shout angrily and urgently: "What the hell are you doing?" What do you want to do! Don't touch Xiao Zhou! Something is coming to me!"

"Aiming at you?" Zhao Xinhong sneered, "Help me, you are in our hands now, what capital do you have to stand up for others?"

Ding Mengrui at the long table held Ding Tong in her arms, while she gently comforted his back like a loving mother, she showed infinite disdain in her eyes: "That's why I look down on you domesticated guides. "

"You deserve to be 'purged'."

Zhou Zekai once thought that losing Jiang Botao would be a more terrifying thing than death for him.

—he thought he was going mad, more mad than any madman in the world.

The instructors of the training camp had warned them countless times that for a sentinel, losing his guide almost meant the end of the world.He is no longer the proud son of heaven, restlessness and fear will become his shadow, remorse and pain will accompany him for life, he must use weak tears to mourn his partner and himself, because in the end madness will detain him the opportunity to death trigger.

The instructor's repeated stern voices, coupled with those bloody tragedies, made the matter of "protecting the guide" almost become a conditioned reflex engraved in the blood of every sentinel.

Zhou Zekai studied in Sentinel Training Camp for nine years, and officially joined East Tower after graduation.As a special and rare multi-ability user, Zhou Zekai waited for Jiang Botao who was able to match him after a year of suffering with the general-purpose guide element sedative mixture.He fell in love at first sight with this big boy with green water hidden in his eyes, thinking that this was the partner he would spend his whole life protecting, Zhou Zekai's heart was suddenly filled with infinite joy and courage.

Jiang Botao meandered like a slender stream of water, quietly nourishing Zhou Zekai's entire world.He took away Zhou Zekai's nightmares and pain, allowing him to live in the present moment with peace of mind, even though they were surrounded by unseen gunfire and bloody winds that no one noticed.

They have been partners for six years and have been in love for six years.

Jiang Botao is very good. From the pettiness of his parents to the dangers of dragons and tigers, he has always been by Zhou Zekai's side, spared no effort to do his job as a guide, and gave Zhou Zekai infinite consideration, tolerance, support and comfort without asking for anything in return.So much so that Zhou Zekai sometimes had the illusion that he was already strong enough to protect Jiang Botao and his guide without any effort.

But he was wrong.

The negligent Zhou Zekai lost his guide, and the spiritual link he had established with Jiang Botao for six years was easily severed right under his nose.

After the effect of the intravenous anesthetic forcibly injected by Zhao Xinhong faded, Zhou Zekai, who had lost his mental restraint, completely entered sensory overload. His penis lost control and began to wreak havoc aimlessly, while his consciousness sank into the self-built building. In the mental image—this is the last line of defense before the Sentinel's mental breakdown completely.

Zhou Zekai waited for his guide to pick him up in his mental image, but Jiang Botao never came.

Zhou Zekai, who fell into madness, was not comforted by the guide in time, which caused his mental state to deteriorate sharply. Correspondingly, his mental landscape also began to gradually collapse.Zhou Zekai understands that when everything in his mental landscape collapses, his soul will also be completely lost, and he will be executed mercilessly—no matter how high his personal value as a sentinel was once.

Fortunately, his spiritual vision was not swallowed by the black hole of soul in the end.

Zhou Zekai survived, he survived the berserk runaway caused by the sudden severing of the mental link, he survived the long period of sensory overload, he struggled to wake up from the broken mental picture, and regained control of his body .

There is no heartbreak, no heartbreak, and after the storm caused by tearing the soul has passed, what remains is only deadly numbness.

Zhou Zekai was sitting in a single cell in the special surveillance area of ​​the police headquarters. His eyes seemed to be out of focus, just staring blankly at a certain point on the ground. Fetid inhibitor taste.

Due to the loss of Jiang Botao's use of mental links to limit his perception, Zhou Zekai's five senses became extremely sharp again, and the torrent of information brought by the outside world began to constantly impact his senses.

The sound of blood flowing, the sound of electric current passing through wires, the sound of inhibitors being atomized and ejected, the sound of steel bars expanding in the wall, the sound of flying insects flapping their wings, the sound of limbs touching, the sound of water droplets dripping, The sound of tree branches stretching, the sound of motor humming, the sound of plastic rubbing...

The smell of inhibitors in the air, the smell of disinfectant left on the restraints, the smell of rusty iron products, the smell of central air conditioning, the smell of dried blood, the smell of standing water in the corner, the smell of rotting raw meat, the smell of cotton fabrics, sunlight smell, the smell of tea in the cup...

Bizarre, messy.

Not only hearing and smell, Zhou Zekai's sense of touch is also experiencing a disaster: the material of the restraint garment is too rough, which makes his wrist hurt; the underwear is not soft enough, and his skin is itchy all over; roaring