The psychiatrist next door heard the news and came over. According to the family, the patient might have a serious mental illness. He was talking nonsense. He said that the world was fake, that he had a system, and that he was a fast shooter, a famous fast shooter.
The psychiatrist was puzzled for a long time after hearing the situation. He guessed that it should be schizophrenia, but patients with schizophrenia usually imagined the opposite of reality. The more failures in reality, the more glorious and successful they would be in their imagination.
Fast shooter … What was going on?
What was a system?
After rushing to the ward, he found that the patient's mood was actually quite stable. He leaned against the bed, his eyes dull.
He motioned for the family to go out and give the patient private counseling.
But then, the patient suddenly looked up and said, "You're here. You're the psychiatrist, right?"
The psychiatrist was stunned and nodded.
"I had a strange dream. Let's call it a dream for now," the patient said. "In the dream, I was a big boss with a net worth of ten billion. I owned three companies. Besides, I was also a god of stocks, a fast shooter, and even knew martial arts. All of this was because I got the System one day. A system that could change my fate … "
The psychiatrist thought, "Damn, this illness is not clear."
"According to your professional terminology, I have schizophrenia, a typical sensory disorder. Because I am dissatisfied with the real life, my mind is stimulated, and my imagination runs wild. I peel myself away from the rational world and start to believe in the things I imagine. This is the so-called schizophrenia." The patient's tone was clear and calm.
The psychiatrist started to get serious. He found that he had encountered a very difficult and rare case.
A patient who knew that he had schizophrenia.
"If you don't mind, I'll ask you a few questions," the psychiatrist said.
"Go ahead." Qin Ze nodded.
"Name, origin, school."
"Qin Ze, born in 1994, local, graduated from the University of Finance … I didn't graduate, I was in a coma for a year."
"What are you afraid of the most?"
"Afraid of heights."
"What do you like the most?"
"Sister."
"Hmm?"
The two sounds of "hmm" came from the parents.
The psychiatrist frowned. "Why are you still here? Didn't I ask you to leave?"
The family left obediently.
The psychiatrist said, "Ignore them, continue … Why do you like sister?"
Qin Ze glanced at him. "Guess."
The psychiatrist: "…"
Was this really schizophrenia? Why did she look so normal and even a little naughty …
But then, the doctor changed his mind.
The patient began to tell his story. He said that he was a loser and a salted fish. He was born in a well-off family and had no merits. He was very stable in all aspects, so stable that it made people despair.
This was nothing. There were many mediocre people out there.
But he had a very outstanding sister, so outstanding that it made people despair.
She was pretty and smart. She was a top student praised by her teachers and classmates in school. At home, she was the apple of her parents' eye.
The boy had once longed to be like her. He had always longed for this sister of his.
But no matter how hard he tried, he was still unknown and mediocre, like a salted fish.
The only person in the world who overestimated him, oh no, the thing, was his bag.
Until one day … an accident changed his life, giving him unlimited possibilities.
His sister was no longer unreachable, and his life was no longer mediocre and hopeless.
He had become a successful person in the eyes of many people. He was rich and handsome. His relatives and friends would give him a thumbs up whenever they mentioned him. No one would tease the tiger siblings anymore. There were many women who liked him, but he had only touched two leaves after passing through thousands of flowers.
The psychiatrist thought to himself, 'Damn, you really love this sister of yours.'
The doctor was silent for a long time before he confessed, "Your situation is different from many cases I've seen. Because you have a clear consciousness, you realize that you have schizophrenia. This is a good thing. It means that you can still be saved. How about this, I'll perform a deep hypnosis on you. Let's see the results. Okay? "
Qin Ze nodded.
The doctor took out his pocket watch and began to hypnotize Qin Ze.
"Relax your consciousness. Lie on the bed. If you feel tired, you can sleep."
Qin Ze closed his eyes and did not make a sound.
His face was very peaceful, as if he was sleeping …
The doctor actually lied. He was not trying to hypnotize him, but to brainwash Qin Ze.
After listening to his words, the doctor concluded that the source of all the problems was his sister.
There was no system, beautiful CEO, or best friend. They were just part of an illusion. The core was still his sister.
So he had to erase the "sister" from the patient's mind.
Erase all the longing and yearning he had for his sister.
This was the knot in his heart.
"Okay, that's it … Relax …"
After the deep hypnosis, the doctor spoke slowly, "Actually, you're a single child …"
The doctor observed Qin Ze's expression.
Very good, very calm.
"Yes, you're a single child. Your parents have only had you from the beginning to the end. You may be ordinary, you may be mediocre, but you … don't have a sister."
The patient began to frown.
"You don't have a sister. Forget her, get rid of her …"
"Forget her."
"Get rid of her …"
But at this moment, the patient suddenly opened his eyes. He was like a furious demon or a beast forced to the edge of a cliff.
"Shut up!"
With a roar, he reached out his skinny claws and grabbed the doctor's neck.
"If you dare to get rid of her, I'll kill you. I can't live without her, I can't live without her …"
"It's all fake, it's all fake … Then what about my year?"
"Nothing!"
.....
Qin Ze was discharged from the hospital and his spirit recovered a lot. He no longer fantasized that he was a big shot worth billions.
He lived a peaceful life, went to school on time, listened carefully in class, and lived a peaceful life.
In the days without Wang Zijin and Su Yu, his sister began to seriously go on blind dates, saying that she would marry herself before the age of 30.
He felt that his life would not be too exciting, but it would not be too bad either. After all, his father was a professor and his family had a big house of more than 100 square meters.
After graduation, he joined the workforce, hoping to find a girlfriend before 25, then get married, quietly live through his youth, and enter middle age …
Until one day, on campus, in the library, a girl's phone rang.
"Through the window, I know what's on your mind …"
Qin Ze was struck by lightning and questioned the girl, "Why is your ringtone a song I wrote?"
The girl was confused, "Deep Well Ice, this is Jay Chou's song."
Qin Ze was furious, "Fuck Jay Chou, how dare he steal my song, I'll kill him …"
As he spoke, he broke down. He turned around and ran out of the library. His back stumbled like a panicked dog.
On the rooftop of the teaching building.
Almost all the rooftops of the school were locked. He searched for a long time, and only this one was open. Maybe he forgot to close it by accident.
Qin Ze stood on the edge of the rooftop, the sun was shining, looking down. At this moment, he remembered the fear of being dominated by acrophobia.
He was a little hesitant about whether to die in a more handsome way.
It would be better to jump.
If he jumped, he would bid farewell to his mediocre life. He was still Haize King, a fast shooter, a god of stocks, Su Yu, Zijin, and … his sister.
He didn't know when a group of people gathered below, watching there. Some people held up their phones to take photos and videos.
Soon, Qin Ze's class teacher ran up.
"Qin Ze, take it easy, don't jump," the class teacher said anxiously.
Qin Ze turned his head and looked at him silently.
"Qin Ze, don't jump, although you are a little stupid and your exam results are a little bad, don't give up treatment."
Qin Ze silently retracted his gaze and suddenly found that his acrophobia was cured. This boring life, it was better to end it early.
So he jumped.
"Class teacher, thank you for your assistance."
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