His stepmother was murdered.
His father beat and berated him every day.
Then came a car accident.
Qin Xiao woke up in a white space inside his mind.
He lived there for an unknown number of years.
There were many people there,
who called themselves psychologists, neuroscientists, codebreaking experts, forensic pathologists, and more.
Qin Xiao spoke with them for one year, two years, three years. Eventually, he lost track of how much time had passed.
Then, one day...
A voice came from outside the white space.
[Neural... heart...]
As Qin Xiao looked around for the source of the voice,
the middle-aged man sitting across the table reached out his hand,
then smiled and said,
“It's about time.”
“What? What do you mean?
[Neural... heartbeat...]
Did you hear that?”
Qin Xiao stood up and stared at the ceiling.
Yes. What was that sound? Was someone speaking?
The middle-aged man stood up with an even warmer smile.
“Qin Xiao, shall we shake hands?”
“Why? Why all of a sudden?”
Although Qin Xiao was confused,
he still reached out and took the middle-aged man's hand.
As if he could feel Qin Xiao's warmth,
the middle-aged man said, “So warm...
Keep living a warm life from now on...”
I am the author and I am working on the code. It is fate to see it. Leave a comment. If you like psychology, reasoning, and solving crimes, I hope you will pay attention to it. You will not be disappointed!
I am the author, hehe, I dot, dot, dot, dot...
I think it's quite interesting. It's not a cool article in the conventional sense, but I read it with gusto. The author's recent updates are quite ordinary. 😂😂😂
It hurts so much! Something is growing in my head
It's not bad. There are not many people watching.
Very interesting, good luck to the author