As soon as these words came out, let alone the audience watching, even Zhao Heng’s mother, Mrs. Hao, was shocked and exclaimed:
“How could this happen?! Why didn’t you tell me what happened?”
Zhao Heng curled his lips and said: “Anyway, it’s nothing more than prescribing and taking medicine. Even if I can’t take it well, he didn’t cause any real harm to me. I have solved him with the help of Sister Xin. It can be regarded as self-healing.”
The amount of information contained in his words was so large that Mrs. Hao looked anxious and asked repeatedly before she learned the full story.
After the personality split, Zhao Heng and his second personality only knew each other’s existence.
He had never met Zhao Xin, and he didn’t know what this gentle sister who helped him a lot looked like.
Communication between them mainly relies on diaries.
Every time Zhao Heng regained consciousness, he would open the notebook, which was written in Zhao Xin’s completely different and more powerful font, recording what she had done during the personality switch, who she had met, what follow-up work she had done, etc. …everything was detailed.
This method of communication began when Zhao Heng was eight or nine years old and continued until his senior year of high school—the year when his third personality was derived.
Four years ago, Zhao Heng was a student about to take the college entrance examination.
Because of his special condition, his classmates in school were aware of his condition. Some classmates who were not easy to learn and liked to bully others would deliberately imitate his appearance after switching personalities.
Coupled with the strong pressure to take exams, Zhao Heng’s physical and mental condition was not particularly good. He often suffered from insomnia, collapse, and frequent personality switching.
One night, Zhao Heng had a nightmare.
In the dream, he saw that his conscious world looked like a house.
This was a place he was very familiar with. Every time he has an emotional breakdown and falls into a self-protection mechanism, he will come here and stay quietly for a while;
The person who took over his body during this period was Zhao Xin.
The house in the dream was surrounded by air-conditioning. He walked to the window and looked inside. His body froze.
Strangers were staying in his ‘house’.
He saw a face that looked familiar but couldn’t remember who it was.
A man with a Chinese character face, a high nose, and an eye shape somewhat similar to his own. His appearance was not ugly or scary, but it made Zhao Heng tremble all over.
He only stood there for about three to five seconds before the man in the window noticed his presence and suddenly raised his head to meet his eyes.
In an instant, some pictures appeared in Zhao Heng’s mind, which were full of violence and distortion. The perpetrators in those pictures all had such faces.
Zhao Heng remembered.
The man had the face of his biological father!
His brain shut down and he was completely confused.
Why did he dream about that man?
‘He’s coming after you.’
Zhao Heng heard a female voice, which made him tremble.
By the time he reacted, he had already subconsciously followed the owner of the voice and started running driven by fear. The girl had a slender figure with long hair. Her back was facing him while pulling him to run.
He couldn’t see her face and asked in surprise: ‘Sister Xin? ’
Suddenly he heard a voice shouting from behind: ‘Zhao Heng, come here quickly! ’
When he turned around, Zhao Heng saw a man with the face of his biological father chasing him behind him.
The man waved to him, shouted his name, and looked very excited.
Zhao Heng seemed to see a nightmare that he had escaped from many years ago, and it became entangled with him again. He kept running away as he was being chased…
When he finally woke up, the room was dark, with only the faint moonlight outside the window shining on the ground.
He was breathing heavily, and his body under the quilt was wet with cold sweat.
He felt that this nightmare was the scariest thing he had ever experienced.
But he also met ‘Zhao Xin’ for the first time.
Although his sister’s figure was only vague and her face was still misty, he couldn’t remember it after he woke up. Zhao Heng, who slowly calmed down, was a little moved.
Even in nightmares, Sister Xin was protecting herself.
At first, Zhao Heng felt that he was just under too much pressure, so he had such a dream, but on the second and third days… he had the same dream one after another and couldn’t get rid of his biological father in the dream, only then he realized that things were not as simple as he thought.
He seemed to have developed a new personality.
And that personality was the same as his biological father, chasing him as if he would be obliterated once he caught up.
Zhao Heng was tortured and could not sleep well. His mental condition gradually deteriorated, and he even began to dare not sleep.
In addition to taking him on the run every night, his sister no longer left him a diary.
Zhao Heng was very worried.
He knew that his biological father was an abuser who could beat to death his weak wife and children back then. He would not be merciful to his sister. He was very worried that something was wrong with Zhao Xin.
So he began to search for how to clean up the sub-personality.
Zhao Heng was afraid that after the man took over his body, he would become a violent criminal.
The results of the search were not very good. There was no clear medical way to eliminate other personalities, but many people say that personalities can ‘kill’ each other.
One day he was really tired, so he lay down on the table and slept for a while. When he woke up, he found that new words had finally been left in his diary.
His sister’s handwriting was no longer neat, and she seemed to be writing in a hurry: ‘Xiao Heng, there is a monster invading your body, you must…’
The words that followed came to an abrupt end, and the pen strokes broke.
Zhao Heng was very anxious. He knew that the monster his sister was talking about must be a newly split personality.
Why was she so scared? Could it be that man hurting her? Will that person eventually catch himself, destroy himself, and then replace him?
Zhao Heng was tortured to the point of going crazy. He finally mustered up the courage to eradicate this personality. He did not want to be like his biological father.
With the help of his sister, he first hid behind the house, and when the two of them were fighting and arguing, he stabbed the man in the back with a knife from behind.
The man’s eyes widened as he slowly fell, and his mouth kept opening to say something;
He seemed particularly shocked and in pain. The emotion in his eyes shocked Zhao Heng for a moment, making him want to get closer to hear what he was saying.
Zhao Xin beside him smiled: ‘You defeated him. ’
He nodded, and the fresh throbbing in his heart was dispelled.
In the end, the man disappeared completely without saying anything.
From then on, Zhao Heng felt empty in his body, as if something was missing.
He knew that personality was completely dead and gone.
This experience only lasted for more than a week, and he never told his mother. He knew that her mother was very reluctant to mention his biological father, and was afraid that telling her would scare her;
He also knew that his mother was extremely concerned about his condition.
If she knew that his condition had worsened, she would not allow herself to take the college entrance examination and would take him to the doctor repeatedly.
Zhao Heng didn’t want to be regarded as a problematic person. He wanted to live a normal life.
This was why when he learned that he was the one who stabbed his father, he was shocked but not that hard to accept.
He had already killed his biological father once in his dream.
This was what he wanted to do every time he saw that man beating or kicking his mother.
After hearing her son’s hidden experience, Mrs. Hao burst into tears, “I am such a failure as a mother.”
Zhao Heng frowned and said, “It’s over a long time ago. Mom, don’t talk about yourself like that. That’s why I don’t want to tell you.”
At this time, Daisy, who had finished the method, spoke again:
“I also felt that about three or four years ago, the aura around you and your behavior changed. In the past, you were very powerful like a mountain, but gradually your aura became a little weaker. There’s even some… kind of cold unhealthy dark force.”
She frowned and said, “Sorry, I may have sounded a little incoherent. It’s just that the power in you has changed too much. Please let me continue to feel it.”
“Well… then you probably went to a new campus. There were many young and energetic people around you. It was a very healthy and energetic environment, but you were always alone. Oh no, there were invisible things around you?”
Daisy let go of Zhao Heng’s hand, took a deep breath, and took out the familiar black-framed mirror and black candle from her bag.
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