Should I drink this soup?

Zhou Ze frowned slightly, then put the bowl down and looked at Wang Ke and Wang Ke's wife.

Wang Ke's wife took a chair and sat down, then rubbed her heels and complained:

"Husband, my heel is not healed yet."

"Who told you to be so careless? You're lucky if your bones are fine."

Wang Ke carefully observed his wife's heels, smiled and said:

"You'd better go back to your room and rest first. Don't run outside during these days. It's really hard for you to walk on tiptoes all the time, and you're also wearing high heels."

"Okay, okay, aren't they just trying to make themselves look better so that you can feel more comfortable at home?"

The woman rolled her eyes at her husband, then smiled slightly at Zhou Ze, "You guys chat, I'll go up first."

After the woman left, Wang Ke pointed to the bowl Zhou Ze had just put down and reminded:

"The soup is getting cold."

Zhou Ze took out a cigarette and lit it. He didn't care that he was in someone else's house and started smoking on his own.

After a while, Zhou Ze asked:

"What's the meaning?"

"Out of curiosity." Wang Ke shook his head, then pointed at the pot of broth and said, "Did you think that what was cooking in this pot of broth was human flesh?"

Zhou Ze said nothing.

Wang Ke also took out a cigarette, lit it with the fire on the gas stove, and said:

"This is a psychological suggestion. Everyone will encounter this kind of psychological suggestion more or less in their daily life. For example, you just left the house, and suddenly an aunt next to you told your child to lock the door after leaving, otherwise

The home is about to be robbed.

You will subconsciously reflect on whether you have closed the door, then continue to recall and struggle, and finally run back to see with your own eyes whether the door has been closed or not.

This is relatively common and simple, and the slightly more advanced ones achieve this effect through constant side operations through repeated psychological suggestion behaviors and consciousness.

For example, you think I actually cooked a pot of human soup in my kitchen and didn’t dare to drink it.”

Wang Ke shrugged,

"Is it ridiculous? Yes, it is ridiculous, but you believe it. This is the most ridiculous, but also the most normal thing."

Zhou Ze asked: "Is this also part of the treatment?"

Wang Ke shook his head, "No, this is not a disease. We psychologists rarely refer to psychological problems as 'diseases'. This is your own knot.

Just like why you think I cook human flesh, this kind of psychological suggestion has actually been going on for a long time. For example, my wife always likes to go out to get her hair done, but her hairstyle has not changed much when she comes back.

Why do you think I have the motive to kill her?

I was cuckolded, and she found a man outside and put on a cute cuckold for me."

"cute…………"

"Okay, you can ignore the adjective "cute" for now, but it is undeniable that this is the biggest hint that you mistakenly think that I cook my wife's meat at home.

Because you think I already knew about this, and in fact I did know about this, and then you naturally think that I will be angry, well, I am indeed angry.

After this, you think I have the motive to kill her and eat her flesh because I should vent my anger in this way.

Of course, there are some auxiliary hints here. For example, my identity and my biggest hobby are actually cooking a big pot of broth at home that I can’t finish by myself. The reason is just to satisfy the conditions when I was in the orphanage when I was a child.

The regret is that it is not delicious and does not have meat.

This contrast makes it difficult for you to admit it, and your brain will naturally start to form your own train of thought, one that you think can be explained.

That is what we often say, what you think is the ‘truth’, just like many people on the Internet, a very simple incident can often be used by some thoughtful people to hype and ferment. It is also for this reason.

There is Shakespeare and a Sherlock Holmes living in everyone’s heart.”

Wang Ke picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, dipped it in the sauce plate, then put it into his mouth and chewed it with his eyes closed.

"Are you really not going to eat it? It's very delicious. When I was a child in the orphanage, I remember you often competed with me for meat."

"In the end, you left your chicken legs to me." Zhou Ze said.

"Haha, who told you to be younger than me and call me brother?" Wang Ke waved his hand disapprovingly, "Actually, at that time, I really liked eating meat, but I couldn't get enough.

Now that I have the conditions, I can eat meat when I'm thirsty, but every time I cook a big pot with all my heart and soul, I can't eat much before I feel full.

My health is not as good as before, and I am no longer the young man I was when I was young. In addition, my living conditions have gradually improved since I started working.

Now, I feel that the chicken drumsticks tasted the best when I watched you eating my portion in the orphanage when I was little."

Wang Ke picked up another piece of meat and put it into his mouth. After eating, he let out a sigh.

Zhou Ze blew out a smoke ring and said nothing. He just leaned against the kitchen wall silently, watching the white smoke billowing inside and watching the vicissitudes and sighs of the middle-aged man inside.

"Tell me about your problem. In fact, the problem still lies with you. To be honest, you were most comfortable when you were a doctor, right?

No matter what problems we encounter at work, no matter how many intrigues, no matter how we exclude and suppress,

When a patient is brought to you, it is always right to treat the patient and save the patient.

It is consistent with the nature of your work and the moral ethics of human society.

A doctor's parental attitude can make you ignore the patient's identity, ignore the patient's character, ignore what the patient has done in the past, and ignore whether the patient is a good or bad person, poor or rich.

As long as he is brought to you, the only thing you must do is to cure him.

But now, you are encountering difficulty in choosing. In some choices, you need to consider more situations, and the scale needs to be determined by yourself, which makes you very uncomfortable and troubles you.

You want to be yourself resolutely, like a character in a martial arts novel, cool and unrestrained, but you have to be fettered by the pretentiousness in front of you.

In fact, this is the normal state of most people. Aze, you used to be too self-centered. You and I both grew up in orphanages. We both experienced childhood misfortunes and endured the hardships of youth.

The pressure and low self-esteem caused by the lack of family during the period.

In fact, both of us have more or less psychological problems. These are the seeds that have now blossomed and bear fruit in you.

You say your conscience is gone, but it is actually there. You instinctively reject it and hate it instinctively, but you cannot let go of it.

So your subconscious created this situation and your conscience was eaten away, so you can ignore it perfectly."

"How to solve it?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Unless there is a psychological master who can completely override you in consciousness, break the shackles in your heart in one fell swoop, and make you irresistibly endure its hypnosis.

Otherwise, you can only rely on yourself to slowly wear it away. Maybe you will wear it away, or it will wear away you."

Wang Ke took another sip of the soup, which should be very delicious. A look of satisfaction appeared on his face, "Brother, I am not good enough. In other words, I can still have some solutions to the psychological problems of ordinary people, but you are not an ordinary person.

"

Zhou Ze nodded, "So, we can only let nature take its course?"

"You don't have to resist it, but you can accept it, and even treat it as a person, as another side of you." Wang Ke tried to give his own solution, "What I say is a bit abstract, can you

It’s best to understand, and it doesn’t matter if you can’t understand. It’s okay to let nature take its course.”

Putting down the bowls and chopsticks, Wang Ke and Zhou Ze walked to the living room, and Wang Ke made another pot of tea.

The local news in Tongcheng was being played on the TV. By chance, a face that was somewhat familiar to Zhou Ze appeared in the news. It was a simple and honest face. He was crying and roaring.

However, most of the previous news has been broadcast, and this is already the end.

Wang Ke saw Zhou Ze watching the news and explained: "This matter has been very popular recently. His son had leukemia and wanted to find the second daughter he had given away before. After mobilizing the media, he finally found her.

But the second daughter and her adoptive parents refused to donate. He and his wife went to block people's homes, blocked the door of their community and yelled that their daughter had no conscience. Then they went to the second daughter's high school to put up big-character posters, criticizing his second daughter's sins.

, forcing his second daughter to donate."

"oh."

Zhou Ze picked up the tea and took a sip.

"Everything weird happens these days." Wang Ke said with emotion.

Zhou Ze looked at Wang Ke and said, "Actually, it existed before, but there wasn't such a developed information network before."

"What do you mean?"

"No."

"Don't look down on your brother." Wang Ke suddenly said seriously.

Zhou Ze shook his head.

"Everyone has their own difficulties. My brother doesn't want to worry about it, but I can tolerate it."

"I'm leaving. Thank you for your diagnosis today."

"You're welcome. As I said, I will never look for you again, but you can always come to me if you need anything."

With Wang Ke seeing him off, Zhou Ze walked out of his house and looked back at the balcony on the second floor of his house. Little Luoli was not there.

Yes,

Little Luoli can't be here, she should have gone to Chengdu with the Faceless Girl and other ghosts.

I took a taxi and got in. The driver turned around and said, "Brother, where are you going?"

"Send me wherever the uncleanest place is."

Zhou Ze felt that he should take the initiative to find something to do and achieve some results.

"Hey, brother, are you a writer? Are you going out to find inspiration?"

"That's right."

"Sure, I really know a place."

The driver patted his chest and promised to help Zhou Ze find a good place. That place had become so evil recently that most people would not dare to pass by it at night.

Then,

The driver sent Zhou Ze to the door of "Midnight Bookstore".

That damn crow appeared again, flying slowly through the sky with a "quack, quack" sound. It seemed to be very good at flying out when it was needed most.

The breeze blew the fallen leaves, spinning at Zhou Ze's feet, making a "swishing" sound.

Zhou Ze turned around and glanced at the taxi that had gone away.

Suddenly I felt that I should talk to Xu Qinglang about the relocation.

…………

Pushing open the bedroom door, Wang Ke walked into the bedroom. His wife was lying on the bed playing with her mobile phone. When she saw her husband coming over, she changed into a graceful posture.

"He's gone?"

"Well, let's go." Wang Ke sat down on the bedside with a smile, reached out and touched his wife's cheek, and said:

"You've lost weight, you're too thin, you don't even taste good."

"Deathly appearance, you men are all like this. You want your wife to have a good figure to save your face when you take her out, and you also want your wife to have some flesh in bed to make you comfortable."

"I'm old, my flesh is too fine, my teeth are stuffed."

Said,

Wang Ke stretched out his fingers and pulled out some shreds of meat from between his teeth.
Chapter completed!