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Chapter 254 Horror Killing Game (28)
Geng Xi looked back abruptly, only to see broken arms and legs hanging in the air nodding to him, and even a lump of black wrinkled flesh falling out of nowhere, lying on his shoulders!
"Ahhhh-"

Geng Xi has never been so scared in his life!

These stumps chased him and ran around the room, and once he stopped, they would treat him as a stage set and automatically hang all over his body, scaring him to scream and start running again.

He just kept running and running until he was foaming at the mouth and fell to the ground with twitching/twitching limbs.

"Laziness is punished by running."

……

The evening of the sixth day.

"Please close your eyes when it's dark."

"Werewolf, please open your eyes, who are you going to kill tonight?"

"Killer, please open your eyes, who are you going to punish tonight?"

The second floor of the hotel is brightly lit.

In the room, the sounds of "gurgling" and "clicking" can be heard endlessly.

Han Zixi sat cross-legged on the sofa, his stomach stretched as if he was pregnant in May, but he kept stuffing potato chips into his mouth, and the potato chips fell on his body like spring rain. He didn't realize it, but mechanically Repeat the action of eating—or forcing something.

All kinds of food packages were scattered on the ground, such as pecans, pine nuts, small breads, dried fruits, lollipops, large bottles of drinks... piled up like a hill, running through the whole room, even if Han Zixi was sitting on the sofa at this time Up and down, there is absolutely no place to set foot.

This is his trophy for tonight.

Maybe it was... the last supper too.

Han Zixi treasured the last chance to eat very much.

In fact, he didn't overeat because he was greedy for the delicious snacks, it was just an uncontrollable habit.

Whenever he feels anxious, irritable, he doesn't want to do anything but keep stuffing things in his mouth. ——This habit, which looks very morbid to outsiders, can temporarily relieve his negative emotions.

Han Zixi has been in this situation for a long time.

He comes from an average family and looks down on psychiatrists, not to mention that the level of psychiatrists in China is just the same. They just burn money as a comfort, so he is even more unwilling to receive treatment, and simply allows himself to continue binge eating.

Dating back to the original cause of the disease, it should be when I was five years old.

His father is away from home all year round, and his mother doesn't take this child very seriously. Since he turned three years old, he has been thrown in the kindergarten, picked up and dropped off in the morning and evening, and doesn't care about it at all.

Once, his mother didn't come to pick him up.

He waited and waited and waited and waited in the kindergarten until seven or eight o'clock in the evening.

The fees for this kindergarten are low, and the attitude of the kindergarten teacher is not very friendly. Yin and Yang told him something strange to ask his mother to pay for the whole day's fees, so he might as well live in the kindergarten in the future.

Children at a young age have already begun to know how to distinguish the emotions of adults.

Little Han Zixi slid down the slide, put on her schoolbag, and asked herself to go home to find her mother.

The preschool teacher who took him was anxious to get home from get off work, and he was not very responsible at first, seeing that his home was not far from here, he waved him away by himself.

When little Han Zixi trotted all the way home, he saw the lights in the house turned on.

It turns out that my mother is at home.

Why didn't mom come to pick him up?
He lifted a stack of stones and put them under the window, stepped on the stones, stood on tiptoe, and looked into the room through the half-closed window.

The bodies of the two red fruits are intertwined.

A face, he is very familiar with, is his mother.

And the other face was that of a strange uncle.

Little Han Zixi didn't understand what he was doing, felt a little weird in his heart, and shouted loudly: "Mom!"

The mother and the strange uncle were taken aback. They hurriedly pulled the quilt to wrap themselves around their bodies, and walked over to open the door cursing.

In the next few years, little Han Zixi saw her mother "fighting" naked with different uncles, father who rarely returned home, and different aunts from this window.

Every time his son finds out, his parents always have the same reaction, throwing him a pack of snacks as "hush money".

Little Han Zixi still couldn't clearly realize what this meant, but he vaguely realized that this should not be a good thing, and instinctively felt a little disgusted.

He was sitting on the sofa in the living room, listening to the unsuitable voices in the bedroom, he suddenly became overwhelmed for some reason, and suddenly tore open all the snack packaging bags, raised his neck, and poured the snacks into his mouth desperately go.

From then on, whenever he was anxious or anxious, he would overeat uncontrollably, trying to soothe his anxiety through food.

He was gaining weight day by day, and his whole body was like an inflated balloon, focusing on lateral development.

After each binge eating, he would fall into prolonged anorexia and vomiting, unable to cheer up anything.But the next time something happened, he instinctively sought food to escape reality.

Therefore, although he looks obese, his physique is worse than ordinary people.

In just a few days in the horror killing game, Han Zixi's nerves were stretched to the limit.

He knew that he would definitely not make it to the end.

Werewolves, killers... whoever comes to the door, as a civilian with no power to restrain the chicken, he can only accept his fate.

Han Zixi kept stuffing things into his mouth. Suddenly, he heard a woman's voice coming from the window of the black hole.

Sometimes high, sometimes low.

The movement of stuffing snacks into his mouth gradually slowed down.

He has grown up, he is no longer a child who doesn't understand anything, of course he knows what this voice represents.

"Ah...ah..."

The female voice was still ringing non-stop, Han Zixi tiptoed to the window, habitually stood on tiptoe, and looked out the window breathlessly.

At that moment, his pupils shrank violently!
How could it be... Impossible, impossible!

Han Zixi scrambled back to the sofa, hurriedly grabbed the snack bags all over the floor, shook, but failed to shake out the snacks, all the snacks went into his stomach.

No, no, I always feel that there is something missing in my mouth.

Like crazy, he stuffed the snack bag into his mouth.

Only in this way, only in this way, through physical pain, can his fear and anxiety on the spiritual level not appear less prominent.

In the famous psychology and pedagogy book "The Theory of Human Motivation", a theory is mentioned, which is called Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory.

Maslow's hierarchy of needs theory stacks human needs into a pyramid, from low to high, which are physiological needs, safety needs, social needs, esteem needs and self-actualization needs.

If a person lacks food, safety, love, and respect at the same time, the need for food is usually the strongest, and other needs are less important.

Because at this time, people's consciousness is almost completely occupied by hunger, all their energy is used to obtain food, and there is no time to think about mental pain.

This is called hunger therapy.

(End of this chapter)