someone in mind

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Jiang Yao suffered from autism since childhood.
Like a plant, quiet, well-behaved, not interested in anything, and not painful.
His parents were worried and took him to seek medical treatment everywhere, but he didn’t get better.
Carefully pull him up like this.
One day at the age of 20, he suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Yao has been missing for a whole year, and his family and the police have used all their strengths, but they still can’t find his whereabouts.
A year later, he suddenly appeared at the door of his house in ragged clothes.
There is blood on the body.DNA does not belong to him.
With mysterious disappearance and mysterious appearance, Jiang Yao lost all the memories of that year.
But suddenly he was willing to talk.
Can cry, laugh, and say “I want”.
Although he is still taciturn, he is already close to the appearance of a normal person.
The parents wept with joy and asked him how he would be willing to communicate.
Jiang Yao looked in the mirror and said:
“There is a voice in my heart that keeps telling me that the world is beautiful, let me live well.”
The voice in his heart has always accompanied him and encouraged him.
Even when he was involved in weird events, gently told him:
“Close your eyes and let me do it.”
Jiang Yao trusted that voice unconditionally.
Therefore, when the smelly and sticky murlocs grabbed him by the ankles and dragged him into the deep sea, when the pale and emaciated corpses drove him to the cliff.
He will obediently close his eyes.
Count in your head, one, two, three.
After counting to one hundred, when he opened his eyes, there were already fragmented corpses all around him.
And himself, standing in front of a bush of thorns.
Holding the most delicate rose in her hand.
Jiang Yao always thought that he was just mentally ill and gave birth to a second personality.
Until one day, he passed by a high-end tailor-made suit shop.
He, who never wore a suit, unconsciously caressed the smooth and soft high-quality fabric.
For a moment, he recalled the sweaty and sticky skin, the tactile sensation of being in someone’s arms.
——It turns out that he once had a lover.
“I want to go back, back to the deepest and darkest abyss.”
“Get you back.”