MTL - Crazy Psychologist-v2 Chapter 812 night is dark

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The current era may not be better than the past, nor may it be much worse than the past. Living saints also have to go through honing, no one can be an exception.

Only the dead can lie there calmly, the world has become someone else's, pain and depression are other people's emotions, the dead are lying on the hospital bed, lying on the floor of the bathroom, or hanging on a certain rope , all disorder has become order, the world no longer has any problems, or the problems still exist but are no longer related to him.

They belong to others, to the living.

The boundary between life and death is like a road that has been rained on, and the black and white sidewalks are deliberately distinct, so as not to give people the opportunity to be confused.

At ten o'clock in the evening, the night wind is silent, the tree shadows are submerged under the fluttering street lights, and the flicker caused by voltage instability is like a struggle before death, climbing the last invisible straw, and finally after a short period of brightness, Without hesitation, he sank down and became a part of the night, and let the darkness spread around him without doing anything.

The honeysuckle on the roadside is green in patches, and the tireless photosynthesis during the day is just to express dissatisfaction with the suffocation at night.

In contrast, people's footsteps also have colors, black, heavy, gray, and light.

Five minutes after Fang Ming's phone call, Mu Chun put down the book in his hand, reluctant to let it go. The book he finally found from the second-hand book market was half-read and then disturbed by the noise. The emotional reluctance and the rational let go The latter still wins.

He had to pay a little attention to the call at ten o'clock in the evening.

When calling back, the bell only rang once, and Fang Ming was waiting at all.

"I know you will call back." Fang Ming was a little proud when he said this. It is not easy to guess what Mu Chun is thinking, but it is not difficult to guess that he will call back. Comparing their hearts, both of them can sense it It turned out that something unusual was happening on this ordinary night.

On the one hand, it is the doctor's intuition, and on the other hand, the doctor on duty at night has a bad impression of the night. Once you have a bad impression of a particular time period, when some small things appear, it is easy to think of those bad things. This is emotional memory.

It doesn't make sense, but it has its own scientific logic.

"I didn't see the message you said, and I didn't look at my phone at all."

"You called me back without looking at your phone? Then take another look now and see if the message in Moments is still there?"

Mu Chun was a little helpless, switched to WeChat and took a look, but the sharing that Fang Ming mentioned did not appear in Moments.

"Forget it, I'll send it to you directly. It's this picture with the accompanying text - There is only one way to end a person's loneliness."

Fang Ming sent the screenshot to Mu Chun, and Mu Chun immediately understood why Fang Ming, who was usually indifferent on weekdays, was hypersensitive and even overly nervous.

"Have you seen too much?" Fang Ming urged on the other end of the phone.

"That's not true. It just reminds me of some past events. These are not important. Don't you want me to accompany you to hunt for people? Do you have an address?"

"I asked personnel to help me find the address, and I sent it to you, Shen Zifeng, but the call still hasn't been answered."

"Then why do you think he must have gone there?" Mu Chun asked while putting on his coat.

"Don't look at this guy who is usually stable, but he has caused troubles a lot. He has no idea about women."

"This…"

"Don't do this and that, what if the nurse sets a trap for Zi, he has a wife, why should he be used like this."

"Director Fang has already talked about this, let's go for a walk, I'm going out now, but..."

"It's true that I may be thinking too much, but don't tell me, I don't think it's peaceful tonight, and this woman has been disturbed for a long time. When Shen Zifeng told me before, we talked about it as a joke, but now Thinking back, this is probably not just a joke, Shen Zifeng is quite serious, I'm afraid he is stuck in a fairy tale about a hero saving the beauty."

Helping others is a pleasure, but you can't help others?

Mu Chun naturally understood Fang Ming's worries. He was worried that Shen Zifeng would be used by nurses, that he would ruin his family, and that his cowardly nature would be used as a tool for others.

Part of being human is to take advantage of... profiting in this way will inevitably hurt others.

It's like the wind blowing the tree, is the tree voluntary? In the end, even if he becomes a victim in the relationship, he will not be treated with sympathy and rationality... Fang Ming's worries are indeed far-reaching.

"You have considered everything and I won't say much. It is estimated that I will arrive in fifteen minutes. I hope I can arrive in time."

"I won't drive to pick you up, hurry up."

"It's useless to remind you. It's better to call Dr. Shen more. If you're worried, you'd better call the police."

"Call the police! Dr. Mu's words are really cold, what if nothing happens?"

"If something happens, it may be a matter of human life."

When Mu Chun said this, Fang Ming's shoulders trembled, he hesitated, and soon he couldn't hold other things in his mind, only "call the police" or "not call the police", this question made him restless, he Simply don't think about it, just want to rush to a community near the gymnasium in Raohai East District as soon as possible.

The night was filled with darkness, and two cars were parked at the gate of Jinxiu Garden at the same time. The guard greeted, "Which one are you looking for?"

"No. 18, 701." Fang Ming, who was familiar with the address, seemed to be talking about his own residence.

The seventh floor... This floor is enough. Mu Chun's heart also hung up, and Fang Ming's emotional tension was aroused, and the two walked faster and faster.

Shen Zifeng's phone has never been connected, the environment of the community is no different from other places, the street lights are dim, and the wild cats in the garden have not reached the time for them to play tricks, squatting quietly on the stone table, looking at the pedestrians passing by in a hurry.

Young lovers walk their dogs along the man-made small lake~www.novelbuddy.com~The difficulties of dog owners, no matter how late they work, they have to go home and take their dogs out for a walk, yawning and swiping their phones, complaining about their dogs Life habits, but can complain about each other, "You and I came back late from overtime, can't you take it down first?"

Life with a partner is not necessarily better than being single, even with multiple dogs.

"I can't get through the phone, **** it, where is number 18? Why is this neighborhood like a maze?"

Fang Ming was in a hurry. He couldn't see the building number clearly at night. After walking to No. 14, he came to the fence. The sharp iron needles pierced the air. The gothic-style iron fence was illuminated by the moonlight. Frightened.

The roses under the fence were all crimson, and Poe would have liked a place like this...

Mu Chun dragged Fang Ming to the back of the building quickly, and just turned around a street light, there was a loud "bang Dang", the dog put down its legs, and backed away while barking, circled around the two young masters who were at a loss, and the two who were angry Looking at each other, their whining was interrupted, the dog was still barking, and the night was still dark.

(end of this chapter)

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