This psychologist is weird

Chapter 344 Offline
"Buzz..."

Another scene change.

Han Wei, who was already in his twenties and turned into a deceitful man, sat on the sofa with his back straight, watching the TV in the living room.

The puppet was placed on the back of the sofa chair, and seemed a little unstable, with its head lowered, facing the coffee table.

Han Wei's mother, Qian Youjuan, seemed to be washing some clothes in the bathroom, and some voices came out.

At this moment, Han Wei's cell phone rang when he landed on the sofa next to him, and there was a new text message.

At this moment, the three of Chen Lun were standing in the living room, beside the sofa.

The lit screen of the phone was naturally reflected in the eyes of Chen Lun and the other three.

It was a message from Han Wei's mother Qian Youjuan, and Qian Youjuan was washing clothes in the bathroom before, and at some point, the sound of washing clothes disappeared.

Han Wei, who was sitting by the sofa, turned sideways and stared at the mobile phone on the sofa. The puppet on the back of the sofa also turned its head and looked at the mobile phone.

Han Wei and the puppet paused at the same time. Han Wei's raised hand hung in the air, but he didn't stretch it out for a long time.

This is not necessarily a reproduction of history and memory, but a reflection of Han Wei's emotions and consciousness.

He didn't know what the message was at the beginning, but he who has degenerated into a cunning must know.

After a pause, when the screen of his mobile phone was about to turn off again, Han Wei stretched out his hand and picked up the mobile phone.

Immediately afterwards, some darkness that seemed to be hiding in the corner could not wait to fill out, flooding the surroundings of Chen Lun and the three of them.

"...This is the previous strange incident that caused Han Wei, the degenerate man, to be slightly deformed, and his mother to be severely deformed."

Shu Rou, who was standing beside Chen Lun, said something without turning his head.

Rao Chang didn't know what to look up and think about.

Chen Lun did not answer, nor did he turn his gaze away.

In front of him, around him, the scene changed rapidly.

……

"...You and your mother were both infected by an infectious disease before. We also corrected the organic lesions from your palm to your wrist to your forearm, but we still left Some scars and minor marks should not affect life."

A medical worker in a white coat who couldn't see his figure and face said aloud to Han Wei, who had some surgical scars and incompletely corrected distortions on his hands,

"...You can be discharged from the hospital, but your mother may still need to stay in the hospital for observation and treatment for a period of time."

Hearing what the medical staff said, Han Wei's eyes seemed a little dazed, he opened his mouth, and finally just asked,

"Can I go see my mother?"

"No. Your mother is seriously infected and her body is relatively fragile, so she is not suitable for visiting. In addition, I am afraid that you will be infected again...Of course, you can keep in touch with your mother by phone during this time."

The medical staff shook their heads and just said out loud.

Han Wei's eyes were even more dazed. Over the years, he had never left his mother's arrangement for too long, and he seemed to be used to it.

At this moment, out of his mother's control, he was even at a loss, and didn't even know what to do.

"...Our previous psychiatrist talked to you several times, and found that you may be in a slightly bad mood because of this illness?"

"...After leaving the hospital, can you try to do something you like to relieve your emotions?"

The medical staff were still talking to Han Wei.

The confusion in Han Wei's eyes gradually faded away,

"What do you like?"

……

The scene changed quickly again.

Han Wei got off a car and had already arrived at the gate of his community.

He stood outside the gate of the community, paused for a long time, then moved his feet again and walked into the community.

At the same time, some other residents in the community seemed to have noticed Han Wei, turned their eyes, glanced at Han Wei, and whispered each other in a low voice, but did not approach.

"...Uncle Yu. Are you chatting here?"

Han Wei took the initiative to walk over to several people at the gate of the community, smiled and greeted them.

But leaning against the woman closest to him, he couldn't help but took half a step back,
Han Wei's eyes showed some doubts, and the smile on his face disappeared.

"...Ah, ah? Xiaowei, are you back? Where's your mother, is this disease... all right?"

The woman seemed a little embarrassed by her own reaction, forced a smile, and responded aloud, but couldn't stop glancing at the marks of surgery on his hands, and some slight distortions that hadn't been completely corrected.

"...The doctor said that I'm already cured. My mother still needs treatment for a while, so she hasn't come back... Uncle Yu, Aunt Qian, let's chat..."

The smile on Han Wei's face disappeared, he looked at the people at the gate of the community, replied, and then walked into the community.

"...It's good to be cured, it's good to be cured..."

"...There are rumors outside that those who have suffered from the serious disease outside have some scars on their bodies and hands..."

"...Hey, I thought the mother and son would never come back, but they did come back... How scary you said, I live downstairs from them, if you say..."

"... I don't know if it's cured well or not... Listen..."

"...Eh, you can't say that, it's not what other people think about when they get sick..."

"...It's right there, you don't know where to go to catch it, you don't go anywhere like us on weekdays, don't you think it's all right..."

The three of Chen Lun stood at the gate of the community, surrounded by the speaker, watching that Han Wei walked farther and farther into the community, and listening to Han Wei after he walked away,
The residents at the entrance of these neighborhoods whispered in a low voice.

"...Because the outside world is experiencing frequent outbreaks of strange events, and the traces of surgical correction left on the slightly deformed people are really obvious... Some people resist or even discriminate against these people who have returned to normal life with slight infection and distortion. Han Wei's depravity may also have an incentive in this regard."

Shu Rou looked at the few residents in the neighborhood who were still whispering in front of her, then raised her eyes, looked at Han Wei who had gone away, and said something aloud.

"...Aren't they already in the strange world, why do they still feel that they are fine..."

Rao Chang looked at the few residents who were whispering, with some doubts in his eyes, as if pondering.

Neither answering Shu Rou's words, nor responding to Rao Chang, Chen Lun's eyes were calm, and he fell in front of him,

His eyes reflected the figures of everyone in front of him.

……

Immediately afterwards, the scene changed again.

The three of Chen Lun reappeared in the house of the degenerate.

In the room, Han Wei seemed to have just come back,
Standing by the door of the living room, eyes were still a little dazed,
He didn't know what he should do, he seemed to think about it again, what he was doing at this time on weekdays,
Han Wei walked into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator. Naturally, the dishes in the refrigerator had already gone bad.

I lifted the lid of the rice cooker again, and the pot was naturally empty.

In the kitchen, it is like a headless fly, a kite that has lost its string, turning back and forth a few times,

Han Weijian stopped his movements again, stood in the kitchen for a long time, and finally picked up a cloth bag from the dining table in the living room,
It was used by his mother when she went out to buy vegetables.

He went out to buy groceries.

The scene changed, and Han Wei opened the door and came back from the outside.
What I was holding in my hand was not the food from the vegetable market, but a takeaway packaged from a certain restaurant.

When his mother was at home, he seldom ate outside food in the house,
Han Wei sat at the dining table, eating the packed takeaway, followed closely, and paused again,
He turned on the TV and tuned it to a channel that rarely appeared in the previous scenes.

This marionette is a little off-line.

(End of this chapter)