Capgras delusional syndrome

Yang Shaojun went to serve in the military for two years.Soon he met a new friend in the army - Ding Chengfeng who slept on his upper bunk.

Ding Chengfeng is from Guangzhou. He was the same year as Yang Shaojun. He was sent to serve in the military by his parents because he failed the college entrance examination, so that he could easily obtain the status of a civil servant in the future.Because of the relationship between the upper and lower bunks, the two took care of each other, and they became acquainted within a short time.

Once when the army was on vacation, a dozen or so good soldiers got together and went out to have a big meal.After drinking and eating, relying on the strength of the wine, someone suggested that everyone tell one of the most embarrassing things in the past.Some people said that they once stole the teacher's panties; Throwing firecrackers through the window while she was going to the bathroom; running after ringing her doorbell at 18:[-] in the middle of the night for a week."

Everyone roared: "Who is that woman? Do you have a grudge against her?"

Yang Shaojun shook his head: "No. That woman is now my stepmother."

When it was Ding Chengfeng's turn, he drank half a cup of Erguotou in one gulp, his eyes blurred with a drunken smile: "I am in high school, and I have a crush on my head teacher," he pointed three fingers up, "Three years."

Amid the uproar, someone asked him: "How much older is your head teacher than you?"

After Ding Chengfeng finished his cup of Erguotou, he was choked to tears.He wiped away his tears and blew his nose, and said with a smile: "13 years old."

Everyone was booing or booing, only Yang Shaojun gave him a thoughtful look, and then held his hand to open a new wine.

In this farce, the one who got the most boos was a man who had always been shy and introverted.After drinking three glasses of wine, he suddenly became calm and cold. When it was his turn, he said blankly: "I was penetrated by a man in the ass."

After saying this sentence, the wine table was silent for two or three seconds, and then there was an unprecedented loud booing.Everyone looked at him full of curiosity or awe, or asked innocently or deliberately: "How do you feel? Are you happy?"

The man still said in the most flat tone with no expression on his face: "It hurts. It's also very refreshing."

In the next drinking session, everyone tried their best to show their most unrestrained side, some to eliminate embarrassment, some were really drunk, and some were just to cover up their ulterior motives.

In the evening, a group of drunken soldiers crossed their shoulders on the way back, but two people were missing as they walked.

When Yang Shaojun and Ding Chengfeng came back to their senses, they were already standing side by side in a hidden bush in the wilderness.

A gust of cool wind blew by, Yang Shaojun shivered for a while, and suddenly turned around and asked, "Your homeroom teacher... is it male or female?"

Ding Chengfeng squinted his drunken eyes and looked at him for a while, then he was shocked for a moment, and then he jumped on him and started to chew.

This is Yang Shaojun's first time having sex with a man.In a deserted grove under a month, two drunk newbies recklessly vented in this way.

When Ding Chengfeng screamed in pain, a face suddenly appeared clearly in front of Yang Shaojun.

It's very similar to Su Wei, but it's just a resemblance.A face that always looked up slightly, looking at him with indifference and disdain, a face that deserved a beating.

Because of this thought, Yang Shaojun felt guilt and fear at the same time, and at the same time, there was a surge of pleasure in his heart - if one day he could ride on that damned bastard who looked down on people and made him scream again and again...

With this novel fantasy, he successfully disarmed in only 2 minutes.

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Mr. Lu said: "According to your current description, I suspect that he suffered from Capgras' delusion, which is a type of schizophrenia. This disease is very rare. My old man has been in this business for many years. I’ve seen it in books and heard from friends.” He paused, “I just heard from you, I haven’t seen it with my own eyes, and I can’t draw conclusions about his situation.”

Yang Shaojun tried to repeat: "Kara...Pug? What the hell?"

Mr. Lu smiled: "Capgras delusion. The patient will think that his lover has been replaced by someone with the same appearance. If the symptoms are more serious, he will even think that everyone around him has been replaced..."

Yang Shaojun thought of Su Qian's words last night, and his heart sank: It's over!It seems that he is really sick!

Mr. Lu said: "If it is really schizophrenia, it will be more troublesome. Apart from doubting your identities, is there anything abnormal about him? Does he have a tendency to attack others? If he has aggressive behavior, he may still be sent to a mental patient." The courtyard is better."

Yang Shaojun blurted out: "No!"

Mr. Lu looked at him.

Yang Shaojun gritted his teeth and said forcefully: "He has not been aggressive yet. Senior, can you prescribe me some medicine?"

Mr. Lu sighed: "Young man, do you know that even if you are physically ill, you can't just take medicine and not see a doctor, let alone mental illness?"

Yang Shaojun stretched his hand into his pocket a little irritably to take out a cigarette, and after taking out the cigarette, he stopped and looked at Mr. Lu.Mr. Lu shook his head, then nodded again: "You smoke."

Yang Shaojun popped out the cigarette, took several deep breaths without saying a word, flicked off the ash, and said, "I didn't bring him here today because I was afraid of irritating him. Senior, if you have time, can you come with me?" A trip? I'll take you there to see him. But—you'd better not provoke him."

Mr. Lu looked at him with great interest: "What do you mean not exciting?"

Yang Shaojun said, "About his illness."

Mr. Lu asked him, "Why are you so afraid that he will know about your illness?"

Yang Shaojun took another puff of cigarette: "You, you don't understand him. He is very self-righteous and strong. If you tell him, he won't believe it, he only believes in himself. If you tell him it's broken, you It'll feel like we're threatening him, and then ... it's bound to be worse anyway."

Mr. Lu laughed loudly, and moved over to pat him on the shoulder: "You know him very well. You are right, young man. In a situation like his, he is the most insecure now, and he cannot be stimulated anymore. Don't worry, I'm a psychoanalyst, I know better than you how to do it."

Yang Shaojun brought Mr. Lu back to Su's villa.Because of what happened yesterday, Su Qian gave himself three days off, so he stayed in the house and didn't go out.Yang Shaojun took Mr. Lu to find him, knocked on the door, but there was no response for a long time. He tried to open it himself, but found that the door was locked from the inside.Startled, Yang Shaojun knocked on the door desperately and shouted Su Qian's name. When he was about to hit the door, the door finally opened.

Su Qian opened the door with a dark face, glared at him first, and jumped back in surprise when he saw Mr. Lu next to him, and looked at Mr. Lu from head to toe with a questioning look: " Who are you?"

Mr. Lu smiled kindly: "Mr. Su, hello, I am the editor-in-chief of Xinmin Daily. I am here to interview you today. Can you spare two hours for me?"

Su Qian frowned, folded his hands on his chest, with a gesture of refusal from thousands of miles away: "Do you have an appointment?"

Old Mr. Lu still smiled: "Yes, Mr. Su, I made an appointment with your secretary three months ago. She said that you are at home on vacation today, so I will try my luck. I don't know if Mr. Su will give you an appointment." Face?"

Su Qian didn't remember such an incident at all, so he went into the room and called the secretary.Before that, Yang Shaojun had sent a message to his secretary, and he used his identity to say that this was some arrangement of the police. The secretary did not dare to ask more questions and could only follow what he said.After Su Qian hung up the phone, he was still a little skeptical, but since everyone was standing here, he had no choice but to let them in.

As soon as Yang Shaojun and Mr. Lu entered the room, they immediately found that the room was in a mess, obviously showing signs of being turned over.Su Qian used to be the one who demanded the most tidiness and cleanliness. The secretary would almost be fired by him if he misorganized the order of a document occasionally. If Yang Shaojun took something and didn't put it back in place, he would stare at him with extremely lethal eyes. It was creepy, Su Qian would never allow others to rummage through his room—obviously, before they entered, Su Qian was rummaging around in the room.

In fact, if Yang Shaojun opened the drawers and wardrobe to take a look, he would be shocked—the contents inside were turned into a mess, and almost everything was taken out by Su Qian and thrown on the ground. After they knocked on the door, Su Qian found out In a panic, everything was stuffed in and closed.

After a while, Yang Shaojun walked out of the room again, closed the door for them, and left space for Mr. Lu and Su Qian to talk alone.

Two hours later, Mr. Lu finally came out of the room.Yang Shaojun snuffed out the cigarette in his hand and went up to meet him: "How is it?" Even Lao Meng came out of the room and looked at Mr. Lu very worriedly.

Mr. Lu glanced at the ashtray on the table, which contained seven or eight cigarette butts.He shook his head: "It's not very optimistic-it's a little worse than I thought. It's hard to say, I made an appointment with him and come back tomorrow."

Yang Shaojun didn't know whether to be happy or worried, so he could only try his best to think in a good direction: "Then he still trusts you?"

Mr. Lu smiled: "The old man has been doing psychological counseling for decades. If I can't even get in the door, I can only go out and guide the stray kittens now!"

After sending Mr. Lu out of the house, Yang Shaojun insisted that he prescribe some medicine that could relieve Su Qian's condition.Mr. Lu was very embarrassed: "Officer Yang, psychotropic drugs really shouldn't be taken indiscriminately."

Yang Shaojun smiled bitterly: "Doctor Lu, there are some things I didn't tell you—I'm sorry I have to hide some things, but his condition may be worse than you think." He subconsciously glanced at the injury on his arm.

Mr. Lu thought about it in a difficult way, so he had to go home and get him some medicine. He took half a tablet, but after much deliberation, he cut off a quarter and gave him the remaining few pills. For the calming effect, Su Qian must not be allowed to eat indiscriminately until he is ill.If anything happened to Su Qian, let him notify him immediately.Only then did Yang Shaojun let him go.

That night, Yang Shaojun obediently went to the guest room to spend the night.

He was lying on the bed, his mind was full of images of Su Qian pushing him out of the ruins.Sometimes he got irritable and jumped up from the bed to settle accounts with Su Qian, hoping to wake him up by scolding him, but he walked around the room a few times and then lay back on the bed obediently.

He was holding the mobile phone and wanted to call Su Wei, but he couldn't press a number. When Su Qian's illness was only faintly showing the tip of the iceberg, he wished he could make a fuss and get Su Wei from a foreign country with a rope. Come back from another country.But now that something really happened, he couldn't do this anymore.Can't, don't want to, let alone dare.

Finally, he drank two cups of hot milk and forced himself to lie down on the bed.

At around two o'clock in the morning, the door of the guest room was gently opened, and a black figure crept in.He walked to Yang Shaojun's bed, stood silently by the bed for three or four minutes, then suddenly raised his hands, and strangled Yang Shaojun's neck with his cold hands.

The person on the bed was motionless.

The hands slowly tightened, feeling the hot skin and throbbing blood under the palms more and more clearly.The hands began to tremble, and the strength became looser and looser. Just when they were about to leave Yang Shaojun's neck, the owner of the hand suddenly twitched nervously, jumped up and strangled it, and strangled it fiercely. All the depression and hatred were vented on Yang Shaojun's neck. now.

A few seconds later, the man let go of his hand like a spring, and stumbled out.

In the darkness, Yang Shaojun opened his eyes silently, and sighed inaudibly.He sat up, opened the drawer, touched the medicine inside, hesitated for a long time, put the medicine back, and lay down again.