Traveling Through Time in a Madhouse, I Became a Big Brother

Song Ye really didn't expect that he just slept at home, and as soon as he opened his eyes, a ferocious elder sister tied him up. "Hey, what's going on!" Song Ye felt that he couldn't keep up with the plot. "Stop yelling, it seems we need to increase the dosage of the medicine, everyone is talking nonsense..." The eldest sister put the corset on Song Ye neatly, and then fucked without looking back. "!!!" Song Ye felt something was wrong. Why would he, a law-abiding citizen of the 21st century, wear this thing on him. No, Song Ye looked down at the hands tied to the stool. The white hands in front of him were abnormally white, and they were too thin. They were completely different from his original hands that were calloused due to doing tasks. Looking at the empty trouser legs, the legs were as thin as bamboo poles, which was different from his originally well-proportioned muscles. The perfect leg shape is completely different! He was stunned for three seconds. Song Ye was very sure that this was not his body! He had traveled through time! Before he could react, a golden light flashed in front of his eyes, and then an ethereal voice sounded in his head, "Welcome Player No. 957 To the world of mental illness." This novel and its characters are purely fictitious. Any similarity is purely coincidental and should not be imitated.