Chapter 3 Open the door

Chapter 3 Opening the Door

This heart palpitation came so suddenly, 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 cold in their hearts quickly disappeared, as if it had never appeared.

If it were someone else, they might not take this brief strange feeling to heart, but Bai Yanliang did.

He knows his own affairs better than anyone else. Ten years ago, a psychologist diagnosed that he had an abnormal personality and a not-so-rare antisocial personality disorder.

This conclusion is not correct, but it is not entirely wrong.

In fact, ever since he was old enough to understand, Bai Yanliang's brother Bai Yanren knew that there was something wrong with his younger brother.

After a long period of observation, Bai Yanren finally confirmed that 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 be a pathological process in which abnormalities occur in the brain's higher-level intellectual processing related to learning, memory, thinking and judgment, causing serious learning and memory disorders, accompanied by changes such as aphasia, apraxia, agnosia or apraxia.

But Bai Yanliang’s cognitive impairment is not like this.

His understanding of everything is not based on the first-person perspective of "I".

Compared to understanding the world from the perspective of "I", Bai Yanliang's perspective is more like a dream-like perspective. In Bai Yanren's words, it is called "overlooking".

From Bai Yanliang's "perspective", he is not his own protagonist, and his way of thinking is not centered on "I".

He was more like... a spectator.

Not only Bai Yanren, but even Bai Yanliang himself felt that maybe he was just another soul living in Bai Yanliang's body?
Because of his strange perspective on the world, his emotional fluctuations are almost zero. Joy, anger, sadness, gratitude, happiness, fear, panic, longing, jealousy, shame... and so on. All emotions are as faint as a drop of water falling into the sea. Although they can create a small ripple, they are almost unnoticeable.

He can see emotions but can't mobilize them, so... antisocial personality disorder, also known as unemotional personality disorder, happens to correspond to it in some ways.

Bai Yanliang doesn't think he is a born villain. His emotions are very weak, but not nonexistent. He knows right from wrong, the rules of good and evil, and he knows what to do and what not to do.

He also knew that Bai Yanren was his brother who treated him very well, and he would not let Yanren die in such an unclear and tragic way.

And this key is obviously the key.

Because it actually made Bai Yanliang feel a strange and most primitive emotion - fear.

"By the way, there's this." Yang Wanlong said suddenly.

He took out a bank card and handed it over.

"I don't know the password to your brother's savings. It may be your brothers' birthdays or something like that. You can research it yourself."

Bai Yanliang took the bank card. He knew the password.

"The room has been cleaned up. These three rooms were originally for me and my two daughters, but now Zhirong lives in the dormitory of the affiliated hospital and rarely comes home. She has few things, and she took almost all of them to the affiliated hospital. Only a pile of miscellaneous books are left. You can live in it as it is."

"I can just live in the living room. Living in the bedroom of the Polytechnic Institute is not good." Bai Yanliang didn't know what Yang Wanlong was thinking. Could he let a strange man live in his daughter's room? Even if there was nothing in it, it was called a boudoir in ancient times.

"Hey, stop wasting time. What's good or bad? The house is empty anyway. Why don't you live in the vacant room and ask you to sleep in the living room? Who do you think your uncle is? Stop talking. That's it. I'll go out to buy some snacks and you clean up yourself." Yang Wanlong waved his hand and was about to go out with a cigarette in his mouth.

He really trusts himself.

Bai Yanliang looked at Yang Wanlong's back as he left, his eyes flickering.

He was a little too good to himself.

After all, it was incredible to let a criminal who was charged with murder live in the house. 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 and picked up the exquisite classical key again, looking at it calmly.

However, this time, something incredible happened!

His left hand trembled slightly, and then he slowly raised it up and held it high above his head!

Bai Yanliang was very sure that his brain had never given the order to lift up his left hand. On the contrary, after his left hand was strangely raised with the key in its hand, Bai Yanliang immediately tried to control it.

It didn't work and he completely lost control of his left hand.

Then, something even more terrifying happened.

His body, which was sitting on the sofa, actually slowly stood up.

But... the posture was a bit weird, it didn't look like he stood up on his own initiative, but more like... he was pulled up by the left hand holding the key high!
This weird and terrifying feeling might make ordinary people scream, but for Bai Yanliang, it was not too scary.

Because from his perspective, the body and the soul have always coexisted in this way.

However, having said that, Bai Yanliang still felt a strange aura spreading that made him feel cold in his heart.

He knew exactly what he was getting into.

There was a flash of surprise, curiosity, uneasiness, and a hint of excitement in his eyes.

This world seems to be hiding some unknown secrets.

While Bai Yanliang's brain was still thinking frantically, his body began to move 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 that was, what was inside, or what was driving him to the bedroom.

He could only open his eyes wide, and maintain enough sanity in a situation where most people would have convulsed and collapsed, and watch his raised left hand slowly drop down.

Then...put the key in the door lock.

How can it be?

The strange aura was still spreading, and this time it made Bai Yanliang even more unbelievable.

This classic key was totally incompatible with the keyhole of the bedroom door in terms of shape and size, but... it really went in without any hindrance.

His body did not stop moving. Under Bai Yanliang's gaze, his left hand began to slowly turn the key and pushed open the bedroom door little by little.

It looked like its movement was not easy, as if this thin bedroom door weighed a thousand pounds.

However, after opening the door slightly, Bai Yanliang was able to confirm that there was definitely no bedroom behind the door!
Cold, weird, grotesque, resentful, hateful... extremely negative auras overflowed from the crack in the door, but at the same time, Bai Yanliang's body did not stop moving.

After opening a crack, its movements seemed much easier.

squeak-

There was an ordinary sound of a door opening, and Bai Yanliang took a step forward and walked in.

(End of this chapter)