Surprisingly.

Robert actually told Qianye about his illness.

The places described are exactly the same as what Chino experienced...

"How could it be...hasn't this thing been around since it came out of the script about the apartment building?"

Qian Ye was surprised.

How could Robert know this disease when the contents of the two worlds are different?

He straightened his body again.

Watching Robert's attitude change a lot...

From the initial impression of the character in the script on the other party, I now think that the other party may be a character with a big secret.

Small glass bottle of green pills under light.

Looks a little enchanting and beautiful...

Let’s not talk about whether this pill is effective in treating this thing. Just looking at the color makes people very unappetizing.

At first glance, it was just as Qianye thought at first.

Like it's poisonous...

Those incurable things in movies and TV shows look like this.

"Of course, you don't need to be nervous. You just started. It doesn't matter if you have uncle's medicine. I was much more serious than you before."

Robert smiled.

It seemed that he was worried that Chino would be too scared because of this.

"What was your level before?" Qianye asked.

The content of the conversation between the two made Perrin on the side not quite understand.

All she heard was that she had a headache, and that Qianye was going to die...

Suspicious and confused eyes.

Perrin was like a child listening to a story.

However, because the "Sea Monkey" attack finally cast a shadow on her, so while listening to Qianye and Robert talking, she also looked around.

Worried that it will happen if you don't pay attention.

That "sea monkey" jumped out again...

"It was a long time ago..." Robert relaxed his body and leaned back a little on the chair, as if he was lost in memories.

I have to say.

Although the clothes Robert was wearing felt particularly cheap, he was also very sloppy, with the lower half of his face covered in stubble.

But all in all, he has a certain temperament, just like the protagonist.

Just stop there.

It was as if there were several spotlights shining on him, making him look a little different...

Qianye thought.

Maybe Robert had a very fulfilling life before.

For example, he was once a noble or something...

Due to some unforeseen circumstances, Yu Hun became like this.

"I remember when I first got sick, I was seven years old." Robert's thoughts moved forward, to a time that almost only he remembered, imagining the things he had experienced.

"At first, I had a slight headache. My parents thought that I was simply sick, or that it was caused by not sleeping well and being in a poor mental state."

"They took me to many hospitals at that time. During that time, the smell I was most familiar with was the smell of disinfectant..."

"I just took a lot of medicine and had a lot of injections, but it still didn't get better."

"But my headaches are getting more and more serious. It's so severe that every time I have an illness, in the eyes of others, I look like I have epilepsy. I will roll on the ground and twitch on the ground..."

"Without proper treatment, my headaches would just stay with me."

"At that time, the era my parents lived in was also during the war..."

"Most people can't even eat, and many people will even die because of fever."

"Stop talking about treating me for this strange disease."

Speaking of which.

Robert paused for a moment, as if remembering some unbearable memory, and there was a trace of displeasure on his face.

"My parents are actually only a little better than ordinary people. I can't say they are much better... After giving me a short treatment and finding that it didn't have much effect, they all made the same decision.

give up......"

"Headache, everyone will have pain. Maybe it will get better on its own after a while."

"Everyone has this idea."

Robert speaks very fluently.

It was as if this story had been played in his mind so many times that he didn't need to remember it deliberately. Whenever he told it somewhere, the scene would appear in his mind unconsciously.

"My illness is different from ordinary headaches."

"This is something I've known since I was a kid..."

"But my parents gave up, and I was young at that time. What could I do?"

"I can only endure this disease, pretending that nothing happens during normal times, and go play with those children... Even occasionally I will be alone in my room and wonder if I will die from a headache one day."

"Until I was ten years old..."

"My symptoms became more severe."

Robert looked at Qianye.

He pointed to his temple: "It's almost the same as what you have now."

"At that time, besides having a headache, I could also see a vision."

"Every time the disease attacks, a very old and broken prison will appear in front of me... I am afraid, but at the same time there is a very special emotion guiding me."

"It let me in, let me go inside the prison and see what it's like inside..."

"The corridor in the prison is very dark, there is no light inside, and when you feel your way in, you can only smell a rotten smell."

Having said so much.

Robert's throat was already feeling a little uncomfortable, and his voice became a little hoarse.

Seeing that Qianye was not willing to drink the glass of water on the table, he didn't care too much at the time. He directly raised the water and drank it in one sip: "I see that you don't seem to want to drink, so you don't mind, right?"

Well, he didn't say it until he finished drinking.

If you have any concerns, it's too late now.

It's obviously an approach of killing first and then showing off...

"It's okay, you continue."

Chino was not very interested in Robert's approach.

Anyway, he won't touch the glass of water.

The memory story told by the other party is what he needs to hear now...

Even if Robert's speaking style is a bit long-winded...

"Later, after appearing in prison several times, I finally came to the end."

"At the end, there is a prison room that is different from other places because the door to the room is open and there is a person sitting inside..."

"Well, I just said it was an abandoned prison, right?"

"Along the way, other prison rooms were empty, and there was no movement at all...so when I saw this person, I was very surprised."

"And the fact is that it's not just that..."

"As I slowly approached that person, I discovered that he looked exactly like me."

"For a child, only ten years old, after the pain was relieved, I naturally informed my parents about this matter, hoping that they could help me eliminate some fears and give me a sense of security."

"It's just that after they heard what I said, not only did they not comfort me, but they also thought that their son was mentally ill..."

Robert let out a heavy breath.

The expression on his face changed from displeasure to relief, as if he had also figured out the memories of his youth.

"In that era, there were still people who starved to death..."

"There's really not much difference between mental illness and cancer."
To be continued...