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NO.118 I want to play a game with you

The things Yan Ronghua encountered in his life were not as strange as today. He turned around tremblingly and stared at the Samsung 65-inch curved 4K TV he just bought last year. Only then did he realize that it was not the antenna signal from the 1980s and 1990s, why did there still be snowflakes on the TV that could not receive the signal?

Thinking of this, Yan Ronghua was about to turn off the TV again, but at this moment, the screen flashed, and a figure with dark all over his body and couldn't see clearly appeared on the screen!

"Wow!"

Yan Ronghua couldn't help but scream and put his butt on the sofa!

"Hello, Mr. Yan Ronghua, I believe you have seen the video that is currently playing. Fortunately, you have become a selected person."

A cold and hoarse voice spoke slowly.

"I will introduce myself before explaining everything to you." On the TV, the man who seemed to be covered with black fog bowed slightly, looking gentlemanly, "My surname is Meng, and I have the word Nightmare. You can call me Mr. Meng, or Mr. Nightmare. Of course, I prefer others to call me 'Freddy' or 'Jigsaw'."

"Pretending to be a ghost! Did you kidnap my daughter?" It was not until this time that Yan Ronghua realized everything. He calmed down, showed his anger completely, and rushed to the TV.

Humans are strange creatures. When you fall into the unknown, you may be frightened by anything you don’t understand. However, once the unknown is cracked, you will have the courage to face it even if you are in danger.

"Your daughter is in a very safe place now, please rest assured." Yan Ronghua was just blinded by anger, but what he didn't expect was that the person on the screen actually answered his own question.

"Are you a kidnapper? What do you want? Money? State Secret? Do you know what you are doing!" Yan Ronghua was stunned, and then immediately shouted angrily. He must try his best to maintain his anger to eliminate the terror deep in his heart.

"Maybe you haven't figured out the situation yet. Now it's not because you are worried about your daughter's time. Please concentrate on listening to me. Every word I say next is related to the life and death of you and your daughter." The black figure ignored Yan Ronghua's questioning, but spoke coldly again, his voice hoarse and metal-like cold and stiff.

"I want to play a game with you." The other party said slowly.

"Humans are selfish and narrow-minded, but because this society requires kindness and rules, everyone has a mask that hides their original appearance, which we call the 'self'."

"And the desires and wishes in the heart are the real you. It is the most primitive part of the personality and a storage of biological impulses and desires. We call it the 'self'."

"When the id and the self collide with each other, a more sublimated thought will be produced. We call this idea the 'superego'. The 'superego' may be conscience, or a unique moral judgment of oneself, but it is precisely because of the existence of the 'superego' that you can distinguish what is good and what is evil."

"Mr. Yan Ronghua, your career is successful. You were admitted to Jingzhou University at the age of 19, passed the master's degree at the age of 23, passed the doctoral degree at the age of 26 and became an assistant professor in the Department of Physics at the age of 33, promoted to associate professor and joined the Chinese Academy of Sciences at the age of 37, and assigned to the Haizhou Branch at the age of 37 and won the title of Academician of the Chinese Academy of Sciences. Your life forty years is like a legend. Even in the physics community abroad, everyone knows your name."

"But, corresponding to your rising career, you are not satisfied with your family. Your wife can't stand your workaholic attitude towards life. She left angrily with her children a year ago. You tried every means to keep them but couldn't, so you had to follow them. But just as you passed the intersection, a whistling truck broke your perfect family... You can only watch and do nothing."

The voices of the people on TV seemed to have an indescribable rhythm, which made people unable to help but follow his words and be guided. When he said this, Yan Ronghua's eyes flashed involuntarily from the tragedy a year ago. Even he himself did not notice it, and his eyes were covered with tears.

"But...this is just a stupid excuse for your self to deceive yourself!"

Suddenly, the voice of the figure suddenly changed and became even more deep and gloomy, just like the most distant and shrill scream in the middle of the night. Yan Ronghua couldn't help but shivered!

"At that time, you were only 0.6 meters away from your wife and daughter, and the Dongfeng heavy truck was moving forward at a speed of 50 kilometers per hour twenty meters away. It is logical that you have 1.43 seconds to push your wife and daughter away! Although the result is that you will replace their destiny, you, who claim to be able to contribute everything to them, did not do this!"

"You're talking nonsense!" Yan Ronghua showed guilty horror and quickly retorted loudly. The other party's words were like a sharp sword, picking open the wound that he had sealed for a whole year, exposing his bloody side again!

On that day, he did see the car whistling, and he did react. At that moment, he could use his life to save his wife and daughter, but his inner desire to survive made him hesitate for a moment!

The result of hesitation was that his wife died on the spot, his daughter had a spinal fracture, and her lifelong disability...

For this reason, Yan Ronghua was ashamed and regretful, afraid that others would look at him with fear of death, and tried to show regret in front of others that he wanted to save his wife and daughter but had no time to do so. The result was very satisfactory - his performance successfully deceived all insiders, including his daughter. Only in the quiet moments of the night, he would smoke cigarettes alone and relieve his guilt...

But at this moment, a stranger who had never seen before actually described his situation that day without any difference. Yan Ronghua had only one idea, and that was frightened and embarrassed! He couldn't help but tremble all over, gasping for breath, and his blood pressure rose sharply!

"You always keep a mask outside to protect your daughter and family, but who knows that it was because of your selfishness and timidity that your wife died that night and her daughter was disabled for life!" The figure on the TV voice was sinister, and it penetrated into Yan Ronghua's heart like a sharp sword!

"Enough, don't say it, please don't say it!" Finally, Yan Ronghua completely collapsed. He covered his ears tightly, shook his head, and kept kowtowing his head on the coffee table, kowtowing blood on his forehead!

At this moment, the voice on the TV fell again, "Survival is the will of your own id. It is not your fault for retreating at that moment. But if you do it again, will you continue to maintain your own id's desire to survive, or will you sublimate in the collision between the 'self' and the 'self', and use your life to replace the wife and daughter who vowed to live for the rest of your life, so that they can live happily in this world?"

"Mr. Yan, you will be tested, and your will will be tested!"

"The key to turning the past is in your hands, and you will return to the night a year ago. This is your only chance to redeem your soul - even if it is ugly and dirty, the first accident may give you a fig leaf called "accident", but when you have the opportunity to come back, your choice will be completely renowned."

"Your choice is about your own life, your wife's life, and your daughter's future: Are you going to repeat the same mistakes and live in hypocritical regret for the rest of your life? Or muster up the courage to seek inner salvation at the expense of your life?"

With the magical words of the figure on the screen, Yan Ronghua's expression became more and more empty. At this moment, the black shadow man suddenly snapped his fingers and whispered:

"The answer lies in yourself."
Chapter completed!
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