Chapter 3 Open the Door
Chapter 3 Open the Door
The palpitations came so suddenly that Bai Yanliang didn't even have time to let go of the hand holding the key.
Fortunately, after a few breaths, the strange feeling that made people feel chilly quickly receded, as if it had never appeared.
If it were such a short-term weird feeling, others might not take it to heart, but Bai Yanliang would.
He knows his own affairs better than anyone else. Ten years ago, a psychologist diagnosed him with an abnormal personality and a not-so-rare antisocial personality disorder.
This conclusion is incorrect, but it is not entirely wrong.
In fact, since he was sensible, Bai Yanliang's brother Bai Yanren knew that something was wrong with his brother.
After a long period of observation, Bai Yanren finally confirmed this. Bai Yanliang suffered from severe cognitive impairment.
But Bai Yanliang's cognitive impairment is different from ordinary cognitive impairment.
Cognitive impairment is generally considered to refer to abnormalities in the brain's advanced intelligent processing related to learning, memory and thinking judgment, resulting in severe learning and memory impairments, accompanied by pathological changes such as aphasia, apraxia, agnosia or akinesia. process.
But Bai Yanliang's cognitive impairment is not like this.
His understanding of everything is not based on "my" first perspective.
Rather than understanding the world from "my" perspective, Bai Yanliang's perspective is more like a dream. To use Bai Yan's description, it is called "overlooking".
In Bai Yanliang's "perspective", he himself is not the protagonist, and his way of thinking is not centered on "I".
He is more like...a spectator.
Not only Bai Yanliang, but also Bai Yanliang himself felt that maybe he was just another soul living in Bai Yanliang's body?
Because he looks at the world from such a strange angle, his mood swings are almost zero. Joy, anger, sadness, gratitude, joy, fear, panic, longing, jealousy, shame...etc., etc., all emotions are as light as Like a drop of water falling into the sea, although it can create a small ripple, it is almost undetectable.
He can see emotions, but he can't mobilize them, so... antisocial personality disorder, also known as callous personality disorder, fits the bill in some respects.
Bai Yanliang does not think that he is a born villain. His emotions are very weak, but not without them. He knows right and wrong, knows the rules of good and evil, and knows what should be done and what should not be done.
He also knew that Bai Yanren was a brother who treated him extremely well, and he would not let Yanren die such an unknown and tragic death.
And this key is obviously the key.
Because it actually made Bai Yanliang feel a strange, most primitive emotion - fear.
"By the way, there's this." Yang Wanlong said suddenly.
I saw him taking out a bank card and handing it over.
"I don't know the password for your brother's savings. It might be your brothers' birthdays or something like that. Do your own research."
Bai Yanliang took the bank card, and he knew the password well.
"The house has been tidied up. These three rooms were originally shared by me and my two daughters, but now Zhirong lives in the dormitory of the affiliated hospital and rarely goes home. She also has few things, and almost all of them are taken to the affiliated hospital. , there is only a pile of miscellaneous books left, just make do with it.”
"It's fine if I live in the living room. Living in the bedroom of the Polytechnic Affiliated Hospital... is not good." Bai Yanliang didn't know what Yang Wanlong was thinking. Can a strange man live in his daughter's room? Even if there is nothing, this was called a boudoir in ancient times.
"Hey, don't be so nagging. What's the point? The house is empty. I won't let you live in the living room if there is one. Who do you think your uncle is? Stop talking. That's it. I'll go out and buy it. You can pack some side dishes yourself." Yang Wanlong waved his hand and was about to go out with a cigarette in his mouth.
He really felt relieved about himself.
Bai Yanliang looked at Yang Wanlong's leaving figure, his eyes flickering.
He was... a little too nice to himself.
After all, it's already unbelievable to have a man convicted of murder living in your home. Bai Yanliang thought about it and guessed something, but he didn't take it to heart because he knew very well that Bai Yanren's case had nothing to do with him.
He put this matter behind him, picked up the exquisite classical key again, and looked at it calmly.
But this time, something incredible happened!
His left hand trembled slightly, then he slowly raised it and raised it high above his head!
Bai Yanliang was very sure that his brain never gave an order to raise his left hand. On the contrary, after the left hand held the key strangely and raised it, Bai Yanliang immediately tried to control it.
It had no effect and he completely lost control of his left hand.
Then, something even more terrifying happened.
His body sitting on the sofa slowly stood up.
But... the posture is a bit weird, it doesn't look like he stood up on his own initiative, more like... he was pulled up by the left hand holding the key high!
This weird and terrifying feeling may make ordinary people scream, but for Bai Yanliang, it is not too scary.
Because from his perspective, body and soul have always coexisted in this way.
However, despite saying this, Bai Yanliang still felt a strange aura spreading that made him feel chilly in his heart.
He knew exactly what he was getting into.
His eyes flashed with suspicion, curiosity, uneasiness, and a slight hint of excitement.
This world seems to hide some unknown secrets.
While Bai Yanliang's brain was still thinking crazily, his body began to act without permission again.
Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot...
Step by step, he walked towards a closed bedroom like a zombie.
Bai Yanliang didn't know whose bedroom it was, or what was in it, nor what was driving him to the bedroom for what purpose.
He could only open his eyes wide and remain rational enough in a situation where most people would probably collapse into convulsions. He watched helplessly as his raised left hand slowly dropped down.
Then...insert the key into the door lock.
How is that possible?
The strange aura was still spreading, and this time it became even more unbelievable to Bai Yanliang.
This classical key did not match the keyhole of the bedroom door in terms of shape or size, but... it really went in without any hindrance.
The movement of his body did not stop. Under Bai Yanliang's gaze, his left hand began to slowly turn the key and push open the bedroom door little by little.
It doesn't look like its movement is easy, as if this thin bedroom door weighs a thousand pounds.
However, after opening the door slightly, Bai Yanliang was able to confirm that it was definitely not a bedroom behind the door!
Cold, weird, grotesque, resentful, hateful... extremely negative breaths overflowed from the cracks in the door, but at the same time, Bai Yanliang's body movements did not stop.
After opening a crack, its movements seemed much easier.
Squeak——
There was an ordinary sound of opening the door, and Bai Yanliang took one step forward and walked in.
(End of chapter)