This palpitation came so suddenly, so suddenly that Bai Yanliang couldn't even loosen his grip on the key in time.
Fortunately, after a few breaths, the strange touch that sent chills down one's spine receded rapidly, as if it had never appeared.
With such a short-lived weird feeling, if it was someone else, he might not have taken the matter to heart, but Bai Yanliang would.
He knew more about himself than anyone else, ten years ago, the psychologist's diagnosis was that his personality was abnormal, a not-so-rare antisocial personality disorder.
This conclusion was not right, but it wasn't all wrong.
As a matter of fact, since the beginning of his understanding, Bai Yanliang's older brother, Bai Yanren, knew that something was wrong with his brother in some way.
After a long time of observation, Bai Yanren finally confirmed this matter, Bai Yanliang suffered from a serious cognitive disorder.
However, Baek Yen Liang's cognitive disorder was different from ordinary cognitive disorder.
Cognitive impairment is generally considered to be a pathological process that refers to an abnormality in the processing of higher intelligence in the brain related to learning and memory as well as thinking and judgement, thus causing serious learning and memory disorders, accompanied by aphasia, dysarthria, dyscognition or dyscalculia, and other changes.
However, this is not the case with Bai Yanliang's cognitive impairment.
His perception of everything is not based on the 'I' perspective.
Rather than understanding the world from 'my' perspective, Baek Yen Leung's perspective was more like a dream, or in Baek Yen people's words, 'overlooking'.
In Bai Yanliang's 'perspective', he himself is not his own protagonist, and his way of thinking is not centred on 'me'.
He was more like ... a spectator.
Not only Bai Yan Ren, even Bai Yanliang himself think, maybe he is just another soul living in the shell of Bai Yanliang?
Because the perspective of the world was too strange, causing his emotional fluctuations to be almost zero, joy, anger, sadness, gratitude, joy, fear, panic, thoughts, jealousy, shame ... and so on and so forth, all the emotions were so faint that they were like drops of water falling into the sea, although they were able to create a small ripple, they were almost impossible to be detected.
He can see the emotion, but can not mobilise it, so ... the antisocial personality disorder, which is also known as the emotionless personality disorder, can just correspond to it in a certain aspect.
Bai Yanliang did not think he was a natural villain, his emotions were light, but not absent, he knew right and wrong, he knew the rules of good and evil, he knew what to do and what not to do.
He knew more than anything else that Bai Yanren was his own brother who treated him extremely well, and he wouldn't let Yanren die such an unexplained and tragic death.
And this key, obviously, was the key.
Because, it surprisingly made Bai Yanren feel a strange, primal emotion - fear.
'Right, there's also this.' Yang Wanlong suddenly said.
Only to see him fumble out a bank card and hand it over.
'Your brother's savings, I don't know the password, it's probably your brothers' birthdays or something like that, so do your own research.'
Bai Yanliang took the bank card, he had a good idea about the password.
'The house has been packed out, these three rooms were originally for me and my two daughters to have one room each, but now Zhirong is living in the dormitory of the annexed hospital, she rarely goes home, and her things are also less, almost all of them are brought to the annexed hospital, only a bunch of miscellaneous books are left, so you'll be able to live with it.'
'I will just live in the living room, living in the bedroom of the Polytechnic Annex ... is not very good.' Bai Yanliang did not know what Yang Wanlong was thinking, is his own daughter's room something that can let a strange man live in? Even if there is nothing, this is called a boudoir in ancient times.
'Hey, don't be so grumpy, what's good or bad, the house is empty, there is a vacant room that doesn't let you live and let you sleep in the living room? What do you take your uncle for, don't say it, that's it, I'll go out to buy some small dishes, you clean up yourself.' Yang Wanlong waved his hand, a cigarette in his mouth about to go out.
He was really relieved of himself.
Bai Yanliang looked at Yang Wanlong s back as he left, and his eyes flickered a little.
He was a little too good to himself ....
After all, letting a human criminal who still carries the charge of murder live in the house would have been incredible. Bai Yanliang thought about it and guessed something, but he did not put it on his mind, because he knew very well that Bai Yanren s case really had nothing to do with himself.
This matter was put behind him, and he once again picked up the exquisite classical key, looking at it with a calm gaze.
This time, however, something unimaginable, happened!
His left hand trembled slightly, and surprisingly, he slowly raised it and raised it high above his head!
Bai Yanliang was pretty sure that his brain definitely did not give the command to his left hand to lift it up, on the contrary, the first thing Bai Yanliang tried to do was to control it after this left hand bizarrely cupped the key and lifted it up.
It didn't work, and he completely lost control of his left hand.
Then, something even more terrifying happened.
His body, which was sitting on the sofa, unexpectedly slowly stood up as well.
But ... the posture was a bit strange, not like standing up on his own accord, but more like ... being ripped up by the left hand that was holding the key high in the air!
This weird and horrible feeling might make regular people scream in shock, but for Bai Yanliang, it was not too appalling a thing.
Because in his perspective, body and soul had always existed side by side in just such a manner.
However, despite saying that, Bai Yanliang still felt a weird aura spreading that made even his heart chill.
He knew exactly what he had encountered.
His eyes flashed with astonishment, curiosity, unease, and a subtle hint of excitement.
This world, it seemed, hid secrets that were not known to man.
While Bai Yanliang's brain was still frantically pondering, his body, once again, began to move without permission.
Left foot, right foot, left foot, right foot ...
Step by step, like a walking corpse towards a bedroom with the door closed.
Bai Yanliang didn't know whose bedroom it was, nor did he know what was in it, nor did he know what was driving him towards the bedroom for what purpose.
He could only keep his eyes wide open, keep enough sense in a situation where an average person would 80% have a convulsive collapse, and watch as his raised left hand slowly dropped down.
Then ... inserted the key into the door lock.
How is it possible?
The eerie aura was still spreading, and this time it was more and more unbelievable to Bai Ranliang.
This classical key didn't match the bedroom door's lock hole at all in terms of shape or size, but ... it really just plunged in without any hindrance.
The body's own movements didn't stop, and under Baek Yenryang's gaze, his left hand began to slowly twist the key and push open the bedroom door a little bit.
It didn't look like it was moving easily, as if the single bedroom door weighed a thousand pounds.
However, after slightly opening a crack in the door, Bai Yanliang was already able to affirm that behind the door was definitely not a bedroom!
Cold, bizarre, grotesque, spiteful, and abhorrent ... an extremely negative aura overflowed from the doorway, but at the same time, the movements of Bai Yanliang's body did not stop.
After opening a crack, its movements seemed to be much easier.
Creak-
An unusual sound of the door opening rang out, and Bai Yanliang's legs took a step out and walked in.