My Healing Game

The latest website: "I'm always afraid of the dark, but the darkness doesn't stop coming because I'm afraid. Once I get on it, I can't get rid of it."

"It may be because of my weakness that fear has found a breeding ground. I shouldn't have been like this before, at least I won't be so disgusted and afraid of this emotion."

Han Fei dragged the pet shop owner in front of him, and he expressed his thoughts.

The mean-looking man was dumbfounded. He had no idea what Han Fei was talking about, so he could only keep nodding.

"Don't call the police, I owe you the medical bills, I borrowed the mobile phone, and I will return it to you." Han Fei was very polite from beginning to end: "If there is any damage, I will compensate you at the original price."

"Send, send you, just be a friend. I really think those people who rescue stray animals are amazing. Anyone who rescues small animals comes to my store with a 20% discount." The mean man seems to have become less mean. .

"Thank you." Han Fei said thank you sincerely, he let go of his hand and slowly stepped back, the store owner's heart slowly fell back into his stomach as Han Fei left.

"If possible, I want to ask you one more question." Han Fei's voice came from the door of the shop, scaring the shop owner smartly.

"what is the problem?"

"From meeting to now, what kind of person do you think I am?" Han Fei forgot himself, so he wanted to use other people's eyes as a mirror.

"There is love, sympathy, and..." The shop owner really couldn't make it up.

"Just tell the truth and tell me your intuitive feelings and first impressions."

"At first glance, you are very sunny, you are the kind of person who is easy to bully and not good at words, but after contacting you again, I find that you are a very... special person." The store owner is bitter and mean, bullying the soft and afraid of the hard, and is usually very good at dealing with people. Dishes.

"Special?" Han Fei shook his head: "Thank you for the cat food."

Putting the wild cat in the bag, Han Fei walked out of the pet store. He turned off the boss's phone, hid it somewhere, and then walked in the opposite direction.

"The mobile phone may be located, and this thing cannot be used casually." Han Fei thought silently about where he should go next: "This world is full of hostility to me, only that woman thinks I am very good, but unfortunately I was too awake in the morning. , the time is too tight, and many questions have not been asked clearly."

Han Fei didn't know the contact information of the other party, so he only said an address.

"If she really cares about me, then she may come to me. I can't be too far from that community. It's better to find a commanding height where you can see the community and keep an eye on the community."

Han Fei chose an unmonitored path, and at the end of the alley, he saw a small restaurant serving fast food.

Usually, the business of this store should be quite good, but today the owner seems to be a little unlucky. Two groups of young people with wooden sticks are sitting in the store and confronting each other. They seem to be small gangsters nearby.

Han Fei hadn't eaten much for a day, and his body was very weak. If he went on like this, he wouldn't be able to run very far, and he would fall down first.

There was a strong aroma of meat in the air, and the freshly cooked stew in the small shop made Han Fei stop.

"Meat?"

Han Fei himself didn't understand why the fragrance of meat was so attractive to him.

"I had two meals at that house, all vegetarian. People who claimed to be my mother also said that eating meat was not good for my recovery. They seemed to be strictly controlling my diet."

At the same time that these thoughts popped up in his mind, Han Fei had already entered the small restaurant. He was hungry. He seemed to have not eaten meat for a long time, and he was a little out of control.

The two gangsters were talking about things, and they could start at any time. When the swords were drawn, a person suddenly appeared at the door.

Both sides looked at Han Fei, and felt that Han Fei was the person opposite, and no one said anything.

After losing his memory, Han Fei began to follow his instincts.

Driven by the smell of meat, he found a corner seat and sat down. Everyone was talking about things, and only he started to order.

In fact, Han Fei's idea is also very simple. If the two groups of gangsters fight in the store, the brine that has just come out of the pot is likely to be wasted, and it might as well be eaten by him. If the two groups of people didn't fight, he just finished eating and ran away, and the bill was first charged to the two groups of thugs, and he would pay it back later when he had money.

This is an opportunity to have a full meal, of course Han Fei must seize it firmly.

Calling out the waiter hiding in the back kitchen, Han Fei pointed to the large plate of braised pork: "Bring it here."

The waiter couldn't understand the situation, why did he suddenly open the table? Although he was puzzled, he still obeyed Han Fei's words.

Both groups of people regarded Han Fei as the person opposite. Who would normal diners come in at this time and order food calmly?

The fragrant meat dishes were placed in front of Han Fei, and his long-suppressed instincts burst out.

Reaching out to grab a piece of meat, Han Fei took a big bite.

The aroma of meat drifted between his lips and teeth, and Han Fei's pupils gradually narrowed, and he remembered that meat was extremely important to him.

"I seem to remember something? I love eating meat made by myself!"

The last sanity was quickly washed away by hunger, and Han Fei's appearance of eating meat was a bit scary, and could even be described as crazy.

It felt as if a person who had been thirsty for days in the desert suddenly saw a clear stream. He jumped to the side of the stream and took a swig of the sweet water.

The smell of meat seemed to awaken the monster living in Han Fei's body, he chewed and swallowed without stopping.

The two gangsters looked at the slowly rising bones on the dinner plate and licked their lips.

"Is it that delicious?"

The leading eldest brother showed a hint of displeasure. He patted the table and yelled at the opposite side. Another wave of thugs didn't care about the eldest brother's words, and even went out to provoke him.

The verbal conflict quickly turned into a physical one, with the two sides overturning the table, grabbing chairs and sticks, and fighting.

Han Fei, who was completely attracted by meat, did not intervene.

The waiters and chefs standing in the back kitchen were shivering. It was scary enough to be smashed by two gangsters. There was such a weird person on the table very close to them, and they didn't dare to go out now.

"Swallowing meat can make me forget the pain, and it can make me no longer afraid. I can actually get **** from eating meat. This is really a perverted hobby!"

Han Fei found that his digestive ability was extremely strong, his weak body was slowly recovering, and his confused mind was gradually becoming more awake.

"A serial murderer who is obsessed with meat, feels happy in swallowing, and writes his experiences in scripts and diaries. What a terrible and terrifying person am I?"

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Holding the meat in both hands, Han Fei protected the plate: "The doctor and my parents said that I have persecution paranoia, but when I sit in such a chaotic place, I may be beaten at any time, but I don't feel any fear in my heart! I'm afraid! Not these people, I'm afraid of certain things!"

The thinking became clearer and clearer. Han Fei recalled what he had experienced from opening his eyes to the present, and a detail that was easily overlooked became a breakthrough.

"When I first came out of the hospital, I was afraid that the high-speed rotating fan above my head would fall, so I hid under the hospital bed, which was really stupid, but after I went downstairs, I clearly heard a voice from the fourth floor. It seems that the fan has fallen off!"

Bloodshot eyes appeared in his eyes, and Han Fei chewed the meat in his mouth fiercely: "Those things that make me dread are really likely to kill me! I'm not persecutory paranoia, I should have acquired a kind of The ability to predict death!"

Crazy people, crazy ideas, crazy moves.

Han Fei's eyes were much less blank. He still couldn't remember the past, but as he continued to eat, his body function was recovering rapidly.

"I felt a lot less of that weakness, which should be due to two reasons, eating meat, and spitting up the meal that middle-aged woman cooked for me."

There was definitely medicine in the meal, and Han Fei felt that he would become so weak because the couple did it on purpose.

"They wanted to control me and 'heal' or destroy me in their own way."

"If I'm really a serial killer, then it makes sense for them to do it, after all, I'm really dangerous."

As soon as this thought appeared in his mind, the table in front of Han Fei was overturned, a scoundrel fell in front of Han Fei, and the plate full of meat fell to the ground.

The pupils almost shrank to a point, Han Fei grabbed the **** with both hands, and his bloodshot eyes were extremely terrifying.

Breathing heavily from his nose, Han Fei didn't do anything in the end, he walked towards the back kitchen.

Full of suffocation, the chef and the waiter saw the gluttonous monster coming, and they all started to back away. It was the first time they had seen such a diners.

"Is there any meat?"

"Yes, there is still in the pot!" The chef quickly opened the lid of the pot.

When he smelled the meat, Han Fei couldn't care about anything. He walked over by himself and continued to eat.

The gangster who fell just now saw that Han Fei didn't take him seriously, he grabbed the stick on the ground and approached quietly, but just as he raised the stick to attack the back of Han Fei's neck, Han Fei bit the meat in his mouth. Turned his head.

That **** could swear that he saw the most terrifying eyes in the world, bloody, cruel, those eyes that seemed to belong to the devil who had just climbed out of hell.

Han Fei didn't say a word, but the little gangster who wanted to sneak attack seemed to understand what Han Fei meant. It seemed that as long as he took a step forward, it was not the pork that was stewed in the cauldron, but himself. .

"So it's my own?" The little gangster with a short head turned and rushed outside. He shouted loudly, but he was only standing on the periphery, as if he had not yet eased his energy.

The two groups of thugs called from the store to the street~www.wuxiaspot.com~ There was a lot of noise. Han Fei estimated the time and felt that the police were about to come.

After swallowing a large amount of meat, his speed became significantly faster, and the body destroyed by the drug seemed to be slowly healing itself.

When he got into the alley, Han Fei heard the siren before he walked far, and he immediately quickened his pace.

The instinct of the body is leading Han Fei. He seems to be very good at hide-and-seek, and he can avoid the police search every time.

Hiding in the east, the night slowly fell, and the feeling of panic in Han Fei's heart returned.

"Why does this happen at night? It always feels like death is very close to me."

He didn't dare to stay in the alley, but Han Fei looked around, every building was like a haunted house, lingering with lingering yin.

"There isn't a place in this city where I can hide? It's a tough night."