I will beat whoever eats chicken

Chapter 416 The Nightmare Repeated
"The first time I saw him, I ignored him, because I had other things at that time, and I quickly left the corridor of memory. The second time I saw him, I was very upset because he was also flipping through Looking at my memory, I felt that my privacy was being peeped into, and I angrily told him to leave." Wu Tong frowned slightly, and his tone gradually became harsh, as if he had seen his second personality again.

Dr. Smith thought about it thoughtfully, got up and opened her special small prop, which is an electric drive to pump a small amount of water to achieve the circulation effect, store water in the bamboo tube, the water will automatically pour when it is full, pour water, and then return to the normal position to continue storing water.

The sound of water flow and rhythmic bamboo knocking also have the effect of assisting hypnosis, but it is not as strong as the metronome effect. It is more natural and will not give the hypnotized person a strong sense of abruptness.

"It doesn't have to be real. It might just be a dream. You treat him as the person who appeared in your dream, and objectively recall the situation at that time."

"I grabbed his hand and forced him to let go of my memory, he let go, I wanted to hit him, I wanted to drive him away, but he was stronger than me..."

"sharp?"

"It's powerful, do you understand the game? It's the feeling of being sucked away by someone's own energy, blood, weak, and unable to attack him."

"I understand. Then, how did he do it?"

"He didn't speak, left, and disappeared into the darkness at the end of the corridor. I was afraid that he would intrude further, so I expanded a new area on my side, locked the door leading to the corridor, and only me This side can be opened because the key is on my side."

Dr. Smith's eyes brightened, because Wu Tong was a very clever psychological suggestion. The method of "locking" can indeed contain the secondary personality, but it is not 100% successful, nor is it long-term, because the "locking" 'It is to escape rather than face, and the secondary personality still exists objectively.

Just like a bacterial-infected wound on the hand, put a Band-Aid on it, and you can’t see the wound, thinking that it is being healed, but in fact the infected place is festering. Waiting for the Band-Aid to be removed, it is an even more horrible wound.

What Dr. Smith appreciated was Wu Tong's thinking, which showed that he could be guided, to escape for the time being, and to face in the future.

She helped Wu Tong lower the sofa chair a little and let him lie reclined to relax.

The body is relaxed, but the spirit is still tense, Wu Tong said with a sneer, "I'm going to be hypnotized again... Can I not pry into the privacy that has nothing to do with the illness?"

"Your condition is all related to privacy. Look here." Huang Hui's voice suddenly changed, and it became very strange. It should be that she deliberately relaxed and pressed her Adam's apple, making a completely different sound from usual.

Wu Tong was taken aback for a moment, he looked at Dr. Smith's outstretched finger, but his attention was all on her voice.The latter's fingers guided his gaze, from left to right, from left to right, and suddenly returned to the center. His fingertips quickly approached Wu Tong's eyebrows, and he pushed his head back on the sofa all at once.

He just closed his eyes and fell asleep. It looked like he was asleep, but he was actually in a shallow hypnosis state. Although the effect was mediocre last time, Huang Hui still held a wait-and-see attitude and was unwilling to use deep hypnosis on him too early.

Huang Hui took a pen and paper, sat next to Wu Tong like last time, tapped his finger between his brows, "Open your eyes."

He didn't open his eyes, but in his spiritual world, he opened them.

The fog around Wu Tong made it hard to see where he came from, but he was too familiar with this place. This was the bridge that the path in front of his house must pass through. Under the bridge, there was originally a clear river, but now because the water flow was cut off, it became It became a stagnant pool of stagnant water, which became more and more stinky every year.

He took a deep breath, it was fresh air.

"Where are you?"

"Outside the house, on the bridge..."

"Go home, go home."

Wu Tong walked towards home, and the surrounding fog dissipated piece by piece with his actions, and then closed behind him.

His iron gate was still very new back then, not the new one that has been repainted as it is now, but new from the inside to the outside, and the iron inside has not been corroded.

Before he could push the door, the door opened by itself. Wu Tong stepped in hesitantly, muttering softly as he walked, "It's only 04:30, it's too early..."

Huang Hui heard his murmur and wrote down the sentence, 'It's only 04:30'. He felt that it was not normal for a teenager to go home early at 04:30.

Young people, those who are playful will go crazy with their friends on the street, those who are bold will get into arcade rooms or black Internet cafes to play games, and those who are honest will go home to study or watch TV at home.

How can any young man say that it is too early to go home at 04:30 at the door of his house? This is obviously a complaint.

There was no one at home, so Wu Tong turned on the TV to watch the animated version of Romance of the Three Kingdoms on Children's Channel, co-produced by Longguo and Fusang, which was regarded as a high-level domestic animation at that time.

"That day...that day, Zhuge Liang's five-zhang origin seven-star lamp was released, and he wanted to renew his life..."

'The two episodes are over, Mom should be back...'

Wu Tong silently turned off the TV, went back to the bedroom with his schoolbag on his back, and took out all the test papers in the schoolbag to do. Physics in junior high school is not difficult, but for a waste of science like him, it is extremely difficult.

Everything is as in a dream, the bedroom, the unclosed door, the chair with a weak back, the piles of test papers on the wooden table, and the dark and heavy curtains.

The difference is that in the dream he is an adult, but in the hypnosis he is a very immature teenager.

This pile of test papers must be a huge pressure for the student, he has a headache and is very tired.

'She's back, I can hear her coming up the stairs outside the door, the sound of her heels hitting the ground is very loud...'

Not high heels, but the relatively conservative low-heeled commuting shoes many years ago, with heels, which can take advantage of the beauty of women without being too high to affect walking.

Da~da~da~
Dr. Smith saw him trembling on the sofa, holding the armrest of the sofa with his ten fingers, pinching the leather surface and deforming it, "Don't be afraid, face her, look at her, look at her face."

Wu Tong rested his chin on his left hand, because it would make his face face to the right, so he didn't have to look in the direction of the door, he refused to look at the woman who came in.

But he saw the warm milk and biscuits the woman put on his table, and her slightly weathered hands were not painted with nail polish.

"Why are you leaving school so early today? Huh?"

"Great cleaning, school is over after cleaning..."

"Is the homework difficult?"

"Difficult, many will not."

Wu Tong heard the sound of clothes rubbing behind her, she took off her coat and put it on Wu Tong's bed, and sat on it herself, sitting on the edge of the bed, facing Wu Tong's back.He could feel the eyes staring at him, which was uncomfortable.

(End of this chapter)