2052, Thirty Years Of Sleep

A popular variety show was playing on the screen.

On the stage, the atmosphere was very lively. Singers and celebrities were playing some unchallenging games on the stage. The host introduced the guests in an excited tone, and countless audiences below were clapping and cheering.

"I'll turn down the volume." Zhang Zitong just turned down the volume, but didn't turn off the screen directly, otherwise the whole room would be too quiet.

"I've told you about my powers before, right?" Zhang Xixue said softly.

"Hmm, it seems...at night, all the body's abilities will be strengthened several times?" Zhang Zitong was a little unsure.

"Absolutely." Zhang Xixue was still very weak after all, and her voice was as light as a dream: "Apart from physical fitness... At night, some of my emotions will become extremely strong. I will cry for a long time because of the smallest things, and I will cry for a long time because of a little thing. The incompetent homophonic jokes made me laugh so hard that I couldn’t breathe..."

Zhang Zitong frowned slightly, his face full of worry: "It's so hard to live like this."

"Yeah." Zhang Xixue nodded lightly: "But this is the state in the early stage of awakening my powers. After one to two years, I don't know if it's because I'm used to it, or if the psychological suggestion methods I learned are really effective... I learned In order to control some of these emotions. The price is... I never easily read books or surf the Internet at night, and I dare not show my emotions easily... It's like wrapping a large bag of rocks with plastic wrap, any slight shake It may cause the film to break, and all the stones inside to roll out...cough cough...cough cough cough..."

This was the first time since she woke up that she said so many words in one breath. I don't know what went wrong. She suddenly coughed violently, and her originally pale and transparent face suddenly turned red.

Zhang Zitong hurriedly patted her back and fed her a few mouthfuls of warm water, and her condition recovered a little.

"Can you continue?"

Zhang Xixue nodded, indicating that it was okay, closed her eyes for a moment and continued: "My dad said that I have been a very lively child since I was a child, with a strong sense of empathy. I often get angry or angry about things that have nothing to do with me. , or unable to control myself with sadness... Therefore, my emotional problems at night have never been solved. I just kept suppressing and suppressing... until one day, a certain emotion broke through the gate. ..like a flood, unstoppable..."

Her voice gradually faded and finally disappeared completely.

Zhang Zitong thought she was too tired and fell asleep, but when he looked up, he saw the other party's dark eyes looking straight ahead, confused and without sadness or joy.

"Sister Xixue?" she called softly.

Zhang Xixue tilted her head slightly, and there was a glimmer of light in her dark eyes, as if she had made some kind of decision: "Then...I killed someone."

"Kill someone?" Zhang Zitong's body trembled slightly.

"Killed a bad guy... looked at that ugly, arrogant face... begged me for mercy with tears streaming down his face... saw the messages from the victims on the Internet to thank... other people's compliments and worship..."

Zhang Xixue's eyes once again returned to their previous unfocused state, like a lifeless puppet, with only the mouth opening and closing slightly:

"This feeling...like a drug...the first time I touched it, I was completely hopeless..."

Zhang Zitong lowered her head and could not clearly see the expression on her face, but the slight trembling of her body revealed her inner panic: "Sister Xixue...you, weren't you a police officer before?"

"I am..." Zhang Xixue closed her eyes: "I only started killing people after I became a policeman."

The police can be said to be the profession that has the most dealings with scum.

"So Sister Xixue, you are a policeman and a 'vigilante'?"

"Yes." Zhang Xixue nodded slightly: "And the information that the police profession has access to was not only the trigger for me to become a 'vigilante'... it also helped me a lot in the future... ..”

"During the day, I am admired and relied upon by others under the light... At night, I am in another place... fanatically pursued and worshiped..."

"The emotions in my heart that break through the shackles... are not only the so-called 'sense of justice'... but also 'vanity'..."

"It wasn't until much later that I figured out that of those people I killed... maybe only the first one did it out of my true heart, out of the most primitive... and purest emotion. Those people I killed later... ...There are many...I should have brought them to justice..."

"This is...my story."

Zhang Xixue opened her eyes again, turned her head to look at the girl who had huddled up next to the hospital bed, and said softly:

"This is the real me, I'm sorry to disappoint you."

...

"I'm going to tell you a story. I'll tell it casually and you can listen casually."

As he spoke, Yang Qi crossed his legs, put his hands on the back of the chair, and opened it with a snap with a folding fan.

"Remember when I received this mission from you, I was really worried about it for a long time."

He pointed at Yan Muyun, shook his head and said: "Think about it, a possessor of golden eyes, a hero in the catastrophe, a super genius who the Chinese official and the highest academy attaches great importance to and spends great efforts to cultivate, how can he be like me?" Can ordinary people have access to it at will?"

"At that time, I thought and thought and thought. I thought about it for seven days and seven nights, but I still couldn't figure out how to have a relationship with you..."

Yan Muyun was a little impatient and interrupted: "Sit tight and talk about the key points. Don't delay."

"Sit down?" Yang Qi's voice was a little strange, as if he didn't understand why he said that.

At this moment, another young man's voice appeared in his mouth: "I just think this style is more suitable for your story-telling tone, so I used it myself."

Several people present looked at each other, and then they learned that Yang Qi was just holding a microphone, and the person who really controlled the body was actually the puppet master.

Why are you doing a double act here? Yan Muyun wanted to complain like this, but felt that the scene was not appropriate at the moment, so he held it in and did not speak.

"Why are you just pretending to be a double act!?" The other person couldn't hold it back and went up and slapped him.

As a result, Yang Qi's head turned several times, and finally hung on his shoulders. His small eyes looked at Jun Qianmian in front of him with a smile, as if he had said nothing, but also as if he had said everything.

"He's just a puppet. It's useless if you cut him into pieces." Yan Muyun stepped forward and pulled Jun Qianmian back, and said again patiently: "Go on, let's talk about the key points."

"Okay, okay, let's talk about the key points."

Yang Qi smiled warmly and spoke slowly: "I thought and thought and thought and thought about how to get in touch with you. What I was thinking at the time was that I only wanted to get in touch with you on two points. First, I went to Chenjing to find you. , this is obviously impossible. I probably won’t be able to get out if my performance is slightly wrong in the past. Then there is the second point, let you come back, come back to Menxia City, and then I will contact you here. But I don’t know you either When does school get out? I’m a proactive person and don’t like to sit back and wait, so I decided to do something.”

"I've been researching in Menxia City for a while. Hey, don't tell me, I really found a perfect candidate. The rich emotions in her heart are simply my most convenient knife... ..”

"Oh, by the way, I haven't explained to you what my powers are yet, right? In order to prevent you from being confused, I'll just explain it briefly."

Yang Qi put down his crossed legs, looked at Yan Muyun with his small eyes, and said with a smile, "I think someone has experienced it personally and knows what it's like."

Yan Muyun said expressionlessly: "Amplify emotions?"

"Snapped!"

Yang Qi snapped his fingers: "Almost, but not quite right."

"My superpower is [Seed of Desire]."

"I don't know if you have ever had this feeling. When you stand at a high place and look down, you will feel an inexplicable desire to jump down. Or when you hold a sharp object, you have an urge to insert it into your eyes. Also. Or when you see something that is obviously very cute, such as a kitten or puppy, and you like it very much, at the same time, there is a voice in your heart that keeps screaming: 'Strangle it to death, strangle it to death'... .Does anyone know why this is?"

There was silence in the room for a few seconds, and finally Ye Buyu spoke: "The highland effect is an over-protective phenomenon produced by the brain in order to keep us away from danger. Cute aggression, when people see 'cute things', they are positive Emotions will be greatly aroused. The human brain will balance this sudden positive emotion and needs negative emotions to offset it to achieve emotional balance."

"That's right, that's pretty much it." Yang Qi nodded and smiled, just like a teacher giving a lecture praising his best student.

"Most people will have these psychological phenomena, but no one will actually do it. And I can make this emotion become stronger and stronger until the person can't control it and ends himself personally. life, or kill one’s beloved pet.”

"If human emotions are compared to different kinds of grass and trees, the emotions planted by my 'seed of desire' will grow rapidly under the constant stimulation of the external environment and turn into towering trees, plundering all nutrients and covering everything. Sunshine...Eventually there will be only one tree left in this forest, and that person will become a walking zombie driven by only one emotion..."

"It's a bit far, let's pull it back." Yang Qi said and made a pulling back motion.

"I found a girl in Menxia. She was like an unpolished jade to me. She was hateful, angry, painful, but extremely confused. Her inner emotions were so colorful, yet so messy. "

"She hates herself, her father, and the whole world. She doesn't understand. She doesn't understand how that stalwart figure who has doted on her, loved her, and given her everything since she was a child can look like that behind his back. My own memory The father in the story seems to be just a false shell from beginning to end. She doesn’t understand why her father is that kind of person. She wants to do something, but she can’t do anything. She wants to do something, but she can’t. I know that whatever I do seems to be wrong..."

Yang Qi's voice stopped suddenly, his eyes looked straight ahead, his mouth half-opened, as if the movie had pressed the pause button.

"What's going on?" Wei Min asked subconsciously, but all he saw on the faces of the two people beside him was the same confusion.

"hehe......"

Jun Qianmian suddenly laughed out loud. When the three of them turned to look at him, the corner of his mouth opened in an exaggerated arc:

"He's been found."