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The first chapter is Jiang's works
chapter one
To tell the truth, I should have died a long time ago. No one can survive being struck by lightning.
What, you said that I once suggested death, then you must be wrong, or I am mentally ill.
I have lived in nightmares every day for half a month.
Every day, I force myself to admit that everything I encounter is an illusion and I have been shocked by lightning.
In order to get rid of my present life, I once went to a mental hospital and hoped that they would take me in. As a result, they saw the result of my random answer and kicked me out of the hospital. I remember the psychologist in a white coat pointed at my nose and said to me before kicking me, "There is no way to make a living by pretending to be mentally ill. I am mentally ill myself, and I can't see that you are pretending. "
I have been to the police station, too. The police thought I was obstructing my official duties, beat me up and stole 350 yuan from me.
Now, I honestly stay at home and compromise with them. I gave up.
Who are they?
They are me. Oh, to be exact, they are my body, my hands and my feet.
I don't know how to explain it. Anyway, when I woke up from my bed (I don't know how I got back), I found my left arm, right arm and left. ...