The Reborn Scholar Wants To Counterattack
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Huo Yan was also very aware of this situation, "Especially when I see Weiwei, my condition will rapidly worsen." Han Qiming thought of something, "You went to watch the game today... In the dream, I knew very clearly that I was the one who killed Weiwei." "No matter how real it is, it's just an illusion." Han Qiming drew a line for this matter, and also drew a line for Huo Yan's heart. Huo Yan nodded, "So...it's very likely that I killed her with my own hands." He knew clearly that he shouldn't ...
Han Qiming felt a little cold, a chill that came from his bones.
Behind the coldness is trembling and fear.
He knew that this emotion was not his own, but was transmitted to him by the man in front of him.
He opened his mouth, but felt like he couldn't breathe.
Huo Yan smiled, "The whole process was very quick. I started to have hallucinations during the day..."
Han Qiming nodded. If it was just a dream, the situation would still be controllable, but if he started to have such hallucinations when he was awake, the situation would be very serious.
In his mind, he had already labeled Huo Yan as high-risk.
Generally in this situation, he will not follow up with treatment but will be transferred to a mental hospital.
Huo Yan was also very aware of this situation, "Especially when I see Weiwei, my condition will rapidly worsen."
Han Qiming thought of something, "You went to watch the game today... You weren't in a sober enough state, were you?"
"Yes." Huo Yan nodded.
"What did you see at that time?"
"grave……"
Han Qiming paused as he pulled out his pen, his fingers trembling. "You mean, you saw a grave on the field?"
"It wasn't at the game, I went back to that cemetery and I sat in front of that cemetery for hours.
He was trapped.
"But it's hard to describe... It wasn't some external force that was keeping me sitting there, unable to move. Rather, it was the despair and confusion that took over." He analyzed calmly, "If Weiwei is dead, there's no point in me going anywhere else. The cemetery is really the only place I'd choose to stay."
Han Qiming swallowed his saliva and quickly wrote down a few key points in his notebook. When he wrote down this sentence, he hesitated with his pen and looked up at Huo Yan, "Did you ever think about entering the grave at that time?"
Huo Yan immediately understood what Han Qiming meant, "I've thought about it."
When he said these two words, a strange smile appeared on his face.
It seems like relief and liberation.
Han Qiming lowered his head and wrote a line on the notebook: There is an obvious tendency towards self-destruction.
"But Miss Gu is still alive." Han Qiming reminded.
Huo Yan frowned deeply. "But that dream was very strange and very real. In the dream, I knew very clearly that I was the one who killed Weiwei."
"No matter how real it is, it's just an illusion." Han Qiming drew a line for this matter, and also drew a line for Huo Yan's heart.
Huo Yan remained noncommittal, "I know."
Han Qiming looked at Huo Yan's profile and felt a little desperate. It seemed that he was powerless to treat this illness.
The two of them were silent for nearly 10 minutes.
Han Qiming lowered his head and kept writing and drawing on the notebook, but he couldn't come up with an answer after writing for a long time.
The current situation is very embarrassing. The only person who can wake Huo Yan up from that desperate illusion is the living Gu Weiman, but contact with Gu Weiman will make Huo Yan's condition worse.
This game is a dead end.
"This situation is somewhat similar to Miss Gu's..." Han Qiming felt that there was a vague connection between the two, but he couldn't figure out what kind of hypnosis technique would cause such a situation.
Huo Yan nodded, "So...it's very likely that I killed her with my own hands."
He knew clearly that he shouldn't meet Weiwei, but in fact he never did it.