Fake life?!

Chapter 1

I could update this chapter because it isn't so long like the other stories :D Enjoy this short chapter

The song is Bravo my Life by Eric Nam (Prison Playbook/Wise Prison  life OST) (It's one of the best k-drama after BOF and Secret Garden. If you didn't watch it yet then do it :D it's worth it, you'll laugh, cry and feel it til the end)

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The three Rojnapat's brothers and the stranger were in the spacious living room, there was another woman called May beside them. She was P'Knott's fiance, a 28 years old therapist who was called here on Knott's behalf. Since she studied hypnose too, he wanted her to help the stranger to remember his past, especially his name so they wouldn't have to call him Nong or Phee again.

May asked some information about him whereupon Knott explained her that he took some of his examples like his blood, DNA, bone density to analyse and let him have some check up in the hospital secretly. According to the dentist and his colleagues from the forensic who were specialised to diagnose ages, the young man was between his 20 and 25, to be more precise maybe 22 years old. Prem couldn't find any information about him in the police system as he asked his colleague from the police to search him in the missing and criminal data.

Even though the stranger didn't believe in such humbug calling hypnose, he played along to show gratitude toward his helpers who saved his life. Beside he was curious about himself, wanted to know more about his past. There were four questions he always asked himself ever since he woke up in this unknown mansion. Who am I? Why was I there in the night? Who shots me and why did I get shot? Those question needed to be answered or else he wouldn't be able to live peacefuly. Arthit's showing more interest in him, pushed him to the limit too, his will to find out his identity raised.

The stranger sat in the sofa but May wanted him to lay down, placing a metronome on the table, telling him that he should close his eyes, listen to the tact of the metronome then to her voice. Arthit's curiosity was too overwhelming, he couldn't control it anymore. He wanted to stay there during the whole treatment. Actually May never let relatives be present during her treatment because they could disturb her work by making the patient nervous, preventing them from remembering painful and sad past. However she let Arthit witness her therapy only if he didn't make a noise to disturb her work.

The staff of the metronome started moving, the taller man listening closer to the tact till he felt tired all the sudden, couldn't hold back the tiredness anymore. May began talking to him while using a soft voice, explaining every steps to him. First he should follow her voice, it would take him to a place that was deep engraved in his memory. It didn't last long till he fell asleep, only answering question asked of him. Now he found himself in an unknown place, feeling like he was standing on water reaching to his toes, only darkness surrounding him. There was a voice, a faint woman's voice. It sounded close yet far away too. Ah, it was from the therapist May.

May spoke to him, telling him to walk over till he would find pictures of himself hanging everywhere. They would be his lost memories he should pick up one by one to remember slowly. According to her, he shouldn't be hasty or olse he could trigger something that could cause damages and pain. As soon as he tried to reminisce something, there were only darkness inside him. All the sudden he found himself wearing a black suit, his hair strictly gelled back. There was a gun in his hand, pointing at someone. Another man in black suit too, appeared in front of him, pointing a firearm at him. It was too dark to recognize the latter's face. The man shot at him. A bullet hit his flank, he felt immense pain. They were real, not a dream like May promised him. It felt like his gut threatened to come out. His gun fell to the ground, he moaned in pain, clenching on his stomach to staunch the bleeding.