Capgras delusional syndrome

Standing on the small soil bag, Yang Shaojun looked at the construction site in front of him, wiped off his sweat, and waved to the people around him: "The migrant workers have worked hard, you can buy a few boxes of water and distribute it to them. "

"Hey, Chief, that's awesome!" The person next to him was vigorous and vigorous, and he disappeared after a few jumps.

In two weeks, the new Hope Primary School will be completed, and many students will be able to study. Yang Shaojun is happy, and he goes to the side to chat with the contractor.

The scorching sun made people oily, the little secretary ran over to hold an umbrella for Yang Shaojun, Yang Shaojun raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat from his forehead, and waved his hand: "No, I'm not so expensive."

Lao Wang smiled brightly and handed over a pack of Zhonghua: "Director Yang, you smoke."

The young secretary's face suddenly changed, and before Yang Shaojun could say anything, he threw the umbrella and blocked the hand of the contractor handing cigarettes with both hands and forced it back, winking and saying righteously: "I'm sorry, our director does not smoke. "

Lao Wang had never seen such a violent reaction, he was stupid, and then looked at what Yang Shaojun meant, and took the cigarette away resentfully.

After a while, the little secretary pulled the contractor aside and confessed secretly: "Our chief hates the smell of cigarettes the most. Anyone who passes him a cigarette is killing himself. In the office, he will fine anyone who smokes."

Old Wang was stunned for a moment, and looked at Yang Shaojun with admiration.

In fact, in fact, this is the case--Yang Shaojun did quit smoking in the first half year after he was discharged from the hospital, and the results were not bad. , It's not the same as before when you can't leave the cigarette at all.But later when Su Qian came back, he repeatedly hit the wall with Su Qian, and picked up the cigarette butts again in a depressed mood. His addiction to cigarettes seemed to be resurgent.He didn't care about this matter. Think about it, what's the point of being healthy and healthy in a life where you can't even smoke?Not long after he left Shanghai, he received a call from Lao Meng.

This is what Lao Meng said: Xiao Yang, I heard that you have left Shanghai. Oh, my Lao Meng misses you quite a bit.It's nothing, no, no, it's either my husband asked me to call you, or I miss you myself.As for yourself, you should pay attention to your body, especially this cigarette, you can’t smoke any more.Think about it, if you take out two more holes in your lungs, who's husband... no no, who's lady will take care of you in the future?Are you embarrassed to trouble others?You should quit this cigarette. You said that if you find someone who hates the smell of cigarettes... Ms., what should you do?Quit it, it's for your own good.

No matter how Yang Shaojun thought about it, he felt that this was what Su Qian meant.Even if Su Qian wasn't hinting at him, at least Su Qian cared about him, didn't he?So he learned from the painful experience and decided not to disappoint Su Qian's wishes, but addiction is really hard to quit, it's okay if no one tempts him, if he can't smoke when he sees others smoking, it will be an exponential increase in pain!So he made a rule that anyone under him who sees smoking will be punished!Anyone who gives him gifts or cigarettes, get out!

Yang Shaojun walked around the construction site, and someone had already bought water, and the workers temporarily stopped their work and got together to drink water.

As soon as the men got together, someone immediately took out cigarettes to share, and all of them smoked cigarettes. Yang Shaojun swallowed viciously, his eyes turned green.Drinking and chatting in the curling air, this is the life a man should have!Quitting smoking or something is simply one of the top ten tortures in the Qing Dynasty!

Old Wang saw that his eyes were wrong, and then looked at the little secretary, who waved at him repeatedly.Lao Wang went up: "Director Yang, it's almost noon, why don't we go eat first? You have worked hard on inspection today, please!"

"What to eat?" Yang Shaojun gave him a sideways glance.

"Let's not eat expensive ones, hehe, let's eat some special ones." Pharaoh leaned forward mysteriously: "Blue sheep and snow chicken are famous dishes here, and I know a restaurant that cooks them very deliciously! "

Yang Shaojun licked his lips and hummed twice: "Then what are you waiting for? Let's go!"

At the dinner table, the men exchanged cups and talked a lot.

Old Wang said: "Oh, the situation in our motherland is good now, and our poor place is slowly beginning to develop. You don't know, when I was a child, it was even more difficult than now. There is only one elementary school in our area for hundreds of miles. , in order to go to school, I have to get up at three o'clock in the morning and hurry. Now, seeing this Hope Primary School being built, I am really happy in my heart. If the children go to school, our motherland will have hope in the future!"

Yang Shaojun smiled: "Yes."

Lao Wang said: "I'm going to Shanghai on a business trip next month. I just happened to visit Changshou Real Estate Company. I have the opportunity to invite their boss to dinner. Good man, I said that if businessmen are like him now, we are still afraid of development in China." Can’t get up? He has donated money to three Hope schools this year with us alone!”

Yang Shaojun drank very calmly: "You are going, and thank you for me, and for us ordinary people."

Lao Wang poured wine for him and asked him: "Ju Yang, I heard that you were also transferred from Shanghai. Do you recognize this long-lived boss? You come here, and they donate money later. To help this development, Is it a good thing you brought?"

Yang Shaojun stopped his hand from pouring wine, and shook his head: "I don't know much about Changshou Real Estate Company. I haven't paid much attention to it before." He turned to the secretary and asked, "What's the name of the person in charge of that company?"

The secretary said, "Hao Jiangyou."

Yang Shaojun shook his head: "I've never heard of it. When I go back, I'll also go to get to know people. It's rare to see such people these days. Come, let's eat." After finishing speaking, he picked up his glass and drank.

Old Wang said: "This Changshou real estate is a subsidiary of Su Enterprise..."

"Pfft!!!" Yang Shaojun immediately sprayed wine on his face: "Ahem...you, what did you say?! Say it again!"

The wine dripped down Lao Wang's chin, he was dumbfounded, the little secretary reacted the fastest, and quickly picked up the napkin to help him wipe his face.Yang Shaojun grabbed the little secretary by the back of his hand and pulled it over, his eyes staring like copper bells: "He said... Su family? Su with cursive prefix? Really?! Su family from Suqian?!"

With a bitter face, the little secretary took out the small notebook and quickly flipped through it, nodding repeatedly: "Su family, the president is the Su family from Su Bohua."

Yang Shaojun let go of him, his expression froze for a moment, and everyone in the room stared at him silently.Yang Shaojun covered his chest with one hand, and asked slowly: "Has this Changshou real estate donated a school before?"

The little secretary shook her head again and again: "No, it was donated only this year, and I donated to three schools at once."

"Oh... that's it..." Yang Shaojun dragged his voice, slowly raised the cup, and poured it directly into his collar without aiming at his mouth.The little secretary was startled, and hurriedly wiped it for him.

Old Wang observed his words and asked him: "Ju Yang, do you know this Su family...?"

Yang Shaojun was not in the mood at all, he didn't speak for a long time, and suddenly came back to his senses, with a blank expression on his face: "What did you just say? I didn't hear clearly?"

Old Wang repeated: "You know..."

Before he finished speaking, Yang Shaojun stood up suddenly, and everyone present was shocked again.

Yang Shaojun wiped his face very deeply: "Eat slowly, I'll go for a walk to digest the food." Abandoning all the dumbfounded people, he went out coolly.

People looked at each other in blank dismay, and it took several seconds for the atmosphere to calm down slightly.Pharaoh racked his brains to adjust the atmosphere: "Uh, let's eat the vegetables first and eat." People picked up the chopsticks, and Pharaoh took the lead in picking up a piece of mutton. Suddenly, there was a strange singing of "Hallelujah" at the end of the corridor. , shaking his hand, the mutton fell back onto the dinner plate.

That afternoon, the little secretary went back to the bureau, but Yang Shaojun was nowhere to be found.I can't get through on the phone, and I don't know where this strange chief absenteeism has gone.He was busy for a while, and walked into the dark storage room to get something. When he turned on the light, he was almost scared out of his wits by a guy squatting at his feet with a dog's tail grass in his mouth.

Yang Shaojun spat out the dog's tail grass and waved to him: "Xiaopeng, come and chat with me."

The little secretary held the fluttering darling and knelt down opposite him trembling.

Yang Shaojun asked him kindly: "Xiaopeng, how old are you this year?"

"Two, 28."

"Have you married a wife yet?"

"Not yet."

"Have you ever been in love?"

"Uh……"

Yang Shaojun sighed very deeply and very Qiongyao: "This love is really unpredictable sometimes." He sighed again: "He saw me, hated me, didn't see me... Maybe he still misses me. You What on earth was he thinking?"

The little secretary complained silently: Why, why do you say that people might miss you very much!Director, don't be so self-indulgent, please!

Yang Shaojun scratched his hair, and then sighed: "As for me, when I saw him, I wanted to bully him. If I don't see him... I want to see him even more, and then bully him. Am I loving him badly?"

The little secretary jumped back a small step in horror: I love you!It's miserable to be loved by you, okay?

Yang Shaojun smiled and sighed again and again, and stopped talking.

The little secretary stood up tremblingly: "Bureau, Director, I'm going to work."

Yang Shaojun waved his hand: "Go."

The little secretary left the storage room, and Yang Shaojun stood up slowly, touched his heart, touched his lips, smiled and sighed the last breath of the day, and said softly: "I really, really miss you."