Others? Others cannot be trusted.

I can't speak by myself.

Liu Ling sadly discovered that there was no one he could trust in the world anymore. He was a lonely and lonely person. Apart from the brush and paper, no one would accompany him anymore.

Thinking of this, Liu Ling suddenly felt that her breathing became difficult. The thought was that the water surface was hiding from her chest little by little, and then she continued to move upward without stopping.

Lips, nose, eyes, and finally the top of the head.

sinking.

Under Liu Mengchao's gaze, Liu Ling slowly sank, as if he was going to sink into the abyss of darkness, never to climb up again, and immersed in this world forever.

But now, no one can stretch out his hand, no one can save this girl who is about to sleep forever. If a person wants to be saved, he must first save himself.

Liu Mengchao squinted his eyes slightly, and such a thought suddenly appeared in his mind. He smiled slightly and looked at the slowly sinking Liu Ling. This girl, now... it's your turn to save yourself.

Already.

Save yourself, and then... come to me.

Liu Mengchao smiled and murmured softly. He neither spoke nor moved. He just watched quietly, like a director who planned a perfect script, waiting for the actors to perform wonderfully.

Now the actor reads the first line.

Liu Ling raised his head, looked at the empty world, and asked softly.

"Is there anyone? Is anyone here to save me?"

No one answered.

Liu Mengchao gently stretched out his hand, his thumb and middle finger overlapped each other, the two fingertips squeezed heavily and then began to exert force.

Snap!

There was a soft sound, like the sound of a light being turned on.

Liu Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, and she subconsciously searched around, trying to find the source of the sound. After all, as long as there was a sound, the person who made the sound might be able to save herself!

What's scary is that the world that was supposed to be bright has now fallen into darkness.

It turns out that the sound just now was not the sound of the lights turning on, but someone turning off the lights.

The lights are turned off and the natural world goes dark.

The world turned dark, and Liu Ling naturally felt cold. She began to shiver, and her black hair completely stuck to her forehead, which was wet with sweat from her flawless white forehead, and stuck to her skin wetly.

.

"Who is there? Can you... help me?"

Liu Ling cried softly, but was silently rejected.

"Who are you? Why don't you say anything? I'm going to die! I'm going to die!"

Liu Ling shouted anxiously. She raised her head suddenly and stared at the ceiling. Originally, there should be a picture of her face there, but now the familiar face has completely disappeared. There is only an old wooden door.

, quietly, no, it should be said to be terrifying and strangely stagnant in front of Liu Ling.

"Help!"

Liu Ling was screaming.

Le Monde responded with even more indifference.

"Move forward! There must be someone there!"

Liu Mengchao's voice rang out at the right time, and Liu Ling trembled all over, like a clockwork robot, and began to walk mechanically towards the distance. She walked so slowly, as if she would be dead in the next second.

She hit the rock and came to a complete standstill. But she walked so firmly, so firmly...

She totally flew!

Flying in the air has become Liu Ling's instinct at this moment!

She walked so fast and came directly to the door.

Liu Mengchao squinted his eyes and looked at the world that had turned upside down in an instant. In Liu Mengchao's eyes, there was no clearer world.

Liu Ling thought he was walking in the direction of the sound, but in fact the girl was still where she was, not moving. Her body even floated slightly upward.

What really moved were the drawing papers that were originally spread on the ground. All of those drawing papers had portraits of Liu Ling drawn on them. And these pictures were the key to saving Liu Ling!

The figure slowly appeared in the void, as if a black hole with supreme suction was added to its body, absorbing all the drawing paper on the ground. The drawing paper dyed red with blood swirled and rotated in the air.

I came to this figure and filled it in bit by bit.

Slowly, slowly, Liu Ling opened his eyes and stared at the person who appeared in front of him, just like this person stared at himself.

"You are me."

Another person who is exactly like me.

"I am you."

A person who is exactly like me said.

Two identical people appeared in a completely dark world, facing themselves who were exactly the same as themselves. There was no longer the barrier of drawing paper between themselves and themselves, and there was no longer the obstacle of darkness, facing each other.

, breath collides with breath, eyes meet eyes.

"Help me."

Liu Mengchao said slowly. His voice was so ethereal, like the wind blowing from an unknown place. This wind passed through the darkness and came to Liu Ling's ears, making the girl tremble, smile, and then speak

.

"Help me."

Liu Ling said to his other self.

"good."

This was Liu Mengchao's answer. He knew clearly that in such an endless cycle of dreams, even with his own psychological attainments, it was entirely possible to completely fall into this world. Not to mention a wise man like Liu Ling.

Yes. Their thinking is extremely powerful and they can calculate many situations.

Every additional situation is equivalent to creating a new cage. The embodiment of these cages in this world is the pieces of drawing paper floating on the ground.

Paint the ground as a prison, that's what it says.

Liu Mengchao frowned lightly and stared at the silent Liu Ling. That prop was carefully cultivated by Liu Mengchao through the superposition of two hypnotic methods guided by Liu Mengchao in his subconscious.

A prop that can help Liu Ling wake up from this dream.

That prop is another Liu Ling. Schizophrenia has always been one of the diseases treated by psychotherapists, but for Liu Mengchao, this is one of his current methods of treating the disease.

The most effective, simplest and safest method.

Liu Mengchao took a deep breath, and then slowly raised his hand. His movements were not seen by anyone, but the replica standing in front of Liu Ling had already begun to move following Liu Mengchao's movements.

She raised her right hand, three centimeters away from her shoulder.

Liu Mengchao pressed down, pressed into the void air.

The replica pressed down, pressing on Liu Ling's shoulders.

Hypnosis begins!

"sleep!"

Liu Mengchao shouted loudly, and quickly pulled away the right hand that was hanging in the air. The next second, the replica's right hand suddenly pulled away from Liu Ling's shoulder, and he shouted as loudly as Liu Mengchao.

"sleep!"

Liu Ling's eyes filled with blood closed.

"forward!"

Liu Mengchao pushed forward with both hands, and the black void seemed to flow in Liu Mengchao's hands, turning into a gust of wind and blowing to Liu Ling's side.

Her body began to shake, her brows began to frown tightly, and her face became extremely pale.

At this moment, the replica's hands came to Liu Ling's back, placed them on the girl's slender waist, and then pushed hard!

"Bang!"

The wooden door hanging above Liu Ling's head was slammed open, and the flying wood chips directly hit Liu Ling's body, as if trying to wake up the girl who had fallen into hypnosis.

"One second..."

Liu Mengchao frowned slightly, watching Liu Ling mechanically hit the wooden door that represented the dream. Any quick hypnosis technique would not last long. And it took him so much time before that Liu Ling could accept his own

Hypnosis.

It can be said...success or failure depends on this!

"Two seconds!"

The sawdust stabbed directly into Liu Ling's legs, hands, and arms.

The girl seemed to have turned into a hedgehog at this moment, with blood flowing all over her body. This was a cruel scene, but Liu Mengchao's eyes seemed to be burning when he saw this scene.

"It's too late! No matter who you are, you can't stop it!"

He yelled loudly.

Before Liu Mengchao's voice fell, the sun had already penetrated through the cracks in the wooden door and shone on his face covered with blood.

That was Liu Ling's face, a smiling face.

She raised her hands for the first time and pushed open the door.

Outside the door, there is a bright light. (To be continued, please search Piaotian Literature, the novel is better and updated faster!

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