A creaking sound suddenly sounded, and Shang Jianyao took the initiative to move the stool, breaking the solidification that made people feel bleak.

However, the movement could not be sustained, and the sound quickly fell back, as if it was swallowed up by the rich darkness around it.

Shang Jianyao sat there, his eyes wide open, staring at the depths of the darkness, trying to see that he was coming from Wu and Yin and Mao.

Such darkness and quietness make him unable to even determine his own existence, and he feels like he will be eroded and swallowed by darkness anytime and anywhere.

I don’t know how long it took, Shang Jianyao suddenly spoke and sang a song:

"Recalling the past, I can't forget the painful lovesickness..."

As he sang, he changed to a more intense type:

"Get up, the hungry and cold slave...

"Arise, the suffering people all over the world..."

He shouted at the top of his lungs, as if he wanted to break the extreme darkness and extreme silence of the present.

As he roared, Shang Jianyao stopped and gasped slightly.

The entire room and the entire floor became quiet again, and the darkness never changed.

Shang Jian Yao calmed down for a while and started singing again.

He sang and stopped, but he could not get any response and could not break the darkness.

After a while, Shang Jianyao suddenly spoke and shouted loudly:

“Is there anyone?

"Is there anyone?"

All he gets is his own echo.

Hu, Hu, before he knew it, Shang Jianyao's breathing became worse, as if he was using this method to prove that he still existed.

At this moment, he suddenly turned his head and looked at the place where the door should be.

A slight footsteps came from the side and quickly approached.

A yellow column of light shone into the room.

The column of light immediately rose up, illuminating a "bright white" face.

"Am I scared?" A faint female voice echoed in the room.

Shang Jianyao glanced at Jiang Baimian who shone his face with a flashlight:

"You are so childish."

"..." Jiang Baimian responded angrily and amusedly, "I care about you and adjust the atmosphere!"

Before Shang Jianyao could speak, she curled her lips:

"You don't really sing well."

"You have been hiding next door?" Shang Jianyao asked directly.

"The next door next door, otherwise you will be discovered by you, who is an awakened person." Jiang Baimian explained with a smile, walked to Shang Jianyao, pulled out the chair and sat down.

She shook the flashlight and watched the light run around.

After a few seconds, she said casually:

“This special training is mainly designed for you.

“Your fear of closed darkness and extreme quietness should have been caused by the period when your father disappeared and your mother was in the long-term hospitalization, right?

"At that time, you were only thirteen or fourteen years old. You woke up in the middle of the night. There was no one at home and no sound around you... Then, would you be brave by singing?"

Shang Jianyao was silent and had no answer.

Jiang Baimian smiled and continued:

"This kind of problem needs to be taken step by step and adapted step by step. It cannot be too exciting at the beginning, otherwise it will aggravate fear.

"So, the previous few times, I will accompany you, maybe chat with you, but don't turn on the flashlight.

“When you get used to this situation, I will stop talking and sit further away.

"After this stage, if you don't have any negative problems, I will go to the next door and stay there so that you can't see or hear but know that there is someone nearby.

"When the time, maybe I will go home quietly, but I won't tell you."

After listening quietly, Shang Jianyao nodded in the light of the flashlight:

"good."

Jiang Baimian smiled and turned off the flashlight.
Chapter completed!