Chapter 734

"I have a general idea of your mental condition." Willis sat upright, maintaining a formulaic sense of professionalism.

Kamsky faltered, lying on his back, looking at the simple ceiling. The soft paper woman had an unexpected sense of reliability.

Ra8 whispered in his ear, "you remember everything, don't you?"

Willis continued: "your mental trauma comes from childhood. Although you say that your memory of the past has been blurred, you'd better find the truth of the past if you want to get rid of the pain. Only by facing the shadow can we get out of the pain, can we? "

Kamsky put his index finger on Willis's lips, "Shh - let's enjoy the good night. Under the shadow of the sunset red sun, the sea is full of angry waves. Let the wind take the fish away, exposing the deep whale sharks."

Willis asked, "are you writing poetry? It's a beautiful image. "

No, I'm not writing poetry. Kamsky shook his head and said nothing. I'm explaining what I see.

Behind the glass curtain wall on the east side of the bedroom is a large aquarium. In the gap between the Khaki curtains, the water light is projected on the ceiling, which is an oblique piece.

He felt bored. His Nanta was talking in her ear. After so many years of white growth, her words were the most reassuring.

Especially now, in the deep cold night, the paper woman can't iron the wet wrinkles in his heart. On the contrary, a piece of gray fog was excited, lingering in his chest, unspeakable suffocation.

Willis looked up and saw the projection on the ceiling. "Your decoration style is very beautiful, but I personally don't recommend that you stay in this environment for a long time. It's too claustrophobic. It's not like a bedroom, but more like an atrium.

Camsky laughed. "Willis, there's sunshine everywhere with you."

The paper woman burst out with a flattered smile. She lovingly gazed at the father of the bionic human in front of her eyes. This kind of gaze, Kamsky greedily accepted, "please forgive a mammal."

……

"One must die."

Kamsky put the snake fruit into his mouth and chewed it. His incisors cut into the spot on the skin and bit it off.

"Cam, are you still not out of the past?" Willis stares at the depressed man by the bed.

"I'm fine." Kamsky murmured, "the fruit is delicious. It's better than I thought. I thought it was rotten. "

"If you really come out of the past, why am I here?" Willis shook her head. "You know where this is, and you know who's really lying here."

Kamsky stared at the walls of the ward, the snow-white walls, but he just looked a little longer, and then he became gray and dirty, just like five or six years later, the hospital bed became a simple steel wire bed, the kind-hearted woman was wrapped in bandages, the disinfectant and the smell of blood were two demons carrying forks, and there was a black bible on the bedside table, and the woman pointed at it Book, "cam, can you read mom some stories?"

"Yes, mom." Kamsky gazed sadly at his mother.

At this time, the door was roughly pushed open. A man in black and yellow plaid shirt, brown leather belt, jeans and black riding boots burst in. He was carrying a gray green wine bottle with a smell of fermentation. The air in the ward became extremely terrible because of his arrival. The man poured wine into his mouth, and the liquor rushed into his coarse fat In my belly, even the echo didn't come out. The man came to the hospital bed with chaotic steps. He tilted his head, thick beard, and deep bloodshot right eye staring at Kamsky and his son.

The woman whispered: "read the child quickly, don't look up, read quickly."

Kamsky was cold all over. He trembled and went to get the Bible. He accidentally broke the vase. The white lily and water spilled on the ground like an arrow. The man stretched out his hand with thick black nails.

The woman snapped, "cam! Turn your back and read! Don't look back

He grabbed the Bible, opened it in a panic, and walked to the sunny windowsill, staring at the words under his eyes.

"God commanded all these words, saying," I am the LORD your God, who brought you out of the land of Egypt and out of the house of slavery. You must not have any other gods besides me... "

The man pulled out his belt, and the bottle was smashed on the wall and burst into pieces. He grabbed the woman's neck with his left hand, pulled her out of her warm and fluffy quilt and threw her on the ground. The woman's back and neck were stained with glass debris, cutting her thin and fluffy skin, so there was dark red blood flowing out.

"Do not be an idol for yourself, or an image of everything in heaven, on earth, or under the earth. Do not bow down to them or serve them, for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God; I will punish those who hate me, from father to son, to the third and fourth generations. "

Kamsky trembled, listening to the sound of the belt beating behind him, the sound of men breathing, the sound of blood dripping, the sound of splashing on the walls and cabinets, and the woman didn't say a word."I will be merciful to those who love me and keep my commandments for thousands of generations. Do not take the name of the Lord or your God in vain, for the Lord will not hold him guiltless who takes the name of the Lord in vain

The devil holding the fork was laughing and stabbing Elijah Kamsky Carnegie in the nose. He felt a violent twitch in his abdomen and almost vomited. His eyes wandered and his voice leaked like a radio immersed in water. He watched the handwritten characters on the yellow pages in his hands in a hurry, and the graceful handwriting almost became twisted like a vine.

He bowed his head, with dark red patches between his feet.

“…… Honor your father and your mother, that you may live long in the land which the LORD your God gives you

The woman also trembled, in front of a dark, but with her son's words, she also read: "do not kill. Do not commit adultery. Do not steal. Do not give false evidence against your neighbor. Do not covet your neighbor's house; do not covet your neighbor's wife, maidservant, ox, donkey or anything of his... "

The boy and the woman said in unison, "Amen!"

the room suddenly quieted down.

Kamsky put down his Bible, trembled, and closed his eyes. The sun passed through his eyelids, sending a red light on his retina.

Warm she hugged him from behind.

"Kam, you still haven't forgotten the past."

"Nanta, is that you?" Kamsky asked sadly, "am I safe? Nanta? Where were you just now? "

The sun was very warm. Although he didn't open his eyes, he could feel the heat and brightness of the light. It's a late spring when everything grows up

The man grabbed Kamsky's hair and hit him on the ground.

The sun suddenly escaped from Kamsky's eyes, from the depths of his brain, and took away the temperature. Now he felt extremely cold.

The room has become more dirty and old, and the time has passed. I don't know how long, two years? Or just two weeks?

When the man came back, he became more and more rough and savage. His eyes were very vicious, not only vicious, but also had an unknown predatory color. His cheek was like the abdominal cavity of a pig, wrapped with a layer of solidified grease, like a wax man.

He grinned, showing sharp teeth like shark teeth: "take off your pants."

Kamsky bowed his head.

"Take off your fuckin 'pants!"

It's a dark night.

Ra8 watched silently. The silent Kamsky took out the bat, smashed the head of the wax figure in front of him, and put him through from behind with the bat.

"Go to hell, disgusting thing!"