Mu Shangqing closed his eyes, scared and disgusted, he just wanted the man in front of him to disappear quickly, or to disappear from this world.
But neither wish came true. Zheng Xun still touched his face and muttered. He didn't threaten or scold anyone, but was reminiscing about the process just now and evaluating his body.
Mu Shangqing was about to vomit, his internal organs were churning, his six internal organs were feverish, and he wished he could jump into the disinfection pool. Only the most intense chlorine, acid, and sodium can wash him clean. Maybe he should peel off his skin and cut him off. Layer meat, by the way, do a transplant for the intestines. He feels that the pig's intestines are cleaner than his own.
He was disgusted, but at the same time more frightened, trembling all over, Zheng Xun's threat just now, he listened to it, so the fear soared to the top, became fear, and even had no time to deal with the disgusting feeling.
It turns out that the most terrifying thing is not encountering injustice, but not being able to resist after encountering it, because resistance will lead to worsening injustice and directly threaten life.
Mu Shangqing has suffered the most disgusting thing, and the only thing that can support him now is to resist, fight back, take revenge, shove this person out of the house, let his mother know his true colors, and let his reputation be discredited.
But Zheng Xun just said something, cut off his thoughts, a basin of water came down, and the only flame of hope left was extinguished.
Mu Shangqing knew that Zheng Xun would definitely be able to do such a shameless thing as destroying other people's reputation. textbook.
My mother has been with him for a few weeks, and she often takes him home. The neighbors know that if he really makes irresponsible remarks outside, the neighbors in the neighborhood will believe that this little place like Hua Xie Ting is unpleasant. News It runs fast, but one day, people in the whole block will know that Mu Shangqing's mother's life is disorderly.
Mu Shangqing's tears are still coming, they are many and fierce, and they will never end.
He couldn't imagine what the family would be like if his mother couldn't get the job. He might drop out of school to work, but his mother wouldn't let him. He knew about her. Even if she tried her best, she would let him study. Done, stand out.
And a woman with a disgraced reputation has only one way to survive if she wants to survive—to become a prostitute.
Living in a crowded market for a long time, what Mu Shangqing is most familiar with is the way of survival, and he knows what people can do in order to survive.
He will not allow his mother to have an accident, he wants to give her a decent life, which means that this man will always come to the house, will appear in front of his eyes, will smile and hold his hand, chat with him, and on the one hand with him My mother was very kind to me. On the one hand, when she was not around, she would take off his pants and raped him again and again.
This is the price of "happiness", but the price is too tragic.
From childhood to adulthood, Mu Shangqing has been accustomed to resignation, but this "reverse" stabbed into the spine, and he was beaten to the ground.
He closed his eyes and tried to accept his fate. He has always been a submissive bastard, but he used to be thrown into a corner and spat on, but now he is pressed under his body, which is just bullying, and it is no different.
But he was still afraid, the figure of the man on his body enveloped him like a mudslide, which might suffocate him at any time. After closing his eyes, he couldn't see the man's big face, and fear still haunted his mind, but another emotion was like vines, swaying branches, and crawling out - a burst of anger, which came suddenly and quickly swept through the body.
This feeling is very wonderful, like drinking alcohol or injecting a stimulant, all the cells in the body are activated, and they are burning, trying to set everything around them on fire.
The anger quickly suppressed the fear, and after occupying the chest, he rushed straight to the top, dominated the king, and began to command the battle.
Mu Shangqing's eyelids lifted, and a pair of pupils showed, staring straight at Zheng Xun. Before Zheng Xun came back to his senses, he took a solid punch and rolled to the ground.
When he rolled out of bed, he leaned back and knocked his head against the corner of the table. With a "bang-" sound, blood came out.
Zheng Xun was beaten to the core, lying on the ground, unable to stand up for a while.
Mu Shangqing lifted his trousers, rolled over and got out of bed, put on his shoes, and stepped on Zheng Xun's fingers. Zheng Xun cried out in pain, and immediately pulled out his hands, covered his fingers, and ducked back involuntarily.
Mu Shangqing stood in front of him, but he was only 1.4 or 5.5 meters tall, and his body was thin. He didn't even have the shadow of his muscles, and he had no deterrent power at all.
Zheng Xun suffered a loss. After the pain, a nameless fire was strung up in his heart, and he wanted to punch down when he got up.
But before he could stand still, Mu Shangqing lunged straight up and pressed his head against his stomach. It was no less than hitting the stomach with a Tianma meteor, which could knock out all the sour water inside.
Zheng Xun retched, holding his stomach and lying down again, he couldn't help glancing at Mu Shangqing from the corner of the corner - I didn't expect this little brat to be so energetic, but he was really a villain and not good-looking.
He was angry and anxious: "You fucking wait for Lao Tzu, and when your mother comes back, I will tell her that you are dissatisfied with me, beat me while I am not paying attention, I have a wound on my forehead, you see if your mother believes me trust you!"
Mu Shangqing stared at him coldly, without any fear, except for anger, he was angry, and other emotions had no place at all.
"Okay, whatever you say, I have your jing liquid in my body now, and the gang gate also has traces of your destruction. I will go to the police station in a while, and see if the police believe me or you!"
Zheng Xun panicked, it might not be worth a sentence, he didn't want to go to jail for this trivial matter.
"You're so fucking shameless!"
Mu Shangqing's back is straight, and he really has a tender face and a fearless feeling, "I don't have you, this bastard, shameless."
After he finished speaking, he couldn't hold back his irritability, grabbed Zheng Xun's hair with one hand, and clenched his fist with the other, ready to fight.
How could Zheng Xun allow him to be at his mercy, his hands got stuck on his wrist, trying to pull him down, Mu Shangqing let go of his fisted hand, and turned to grab the piggy bank on the windowsill, ceramic, and smashed it on Zheng Xun's head After that, the flowers bloomed, and the penny coin was sprinkled all over the ground, and the sound was filled with joy.
This time, the ground was a little hard. Zheng Xun covered his head, and his whole body turned into a cooked shrimp. Mu Shangqing didn't give him a chance to breathe, and he went up to fight.
In the end, Zheng Xun's face was covered in blood, and he could no longer see his facial features. He felt that he had really met a ghost. Usually, Mu Shangqing seemed to be quiet and gentle, and he was very good at handling it.
Feeling that he would really die if he let it go on like this, Zheng Xun played the spirit of "a hero does not suffer immediate losses", and crawled out, raising his feet while crawling, and slammed Mu Shangqing to the next plate.
Mu Shangqing dodged a few times, was kicked in the knee, and fell backward. Zheng Xun took advantage of this time to get up, stumble, and rolled down the stairs, even daring to take his wallet. .
Mu Shangqing rushed up and shouted at his back: "Zheng, if you dare to spread rumors, I will put you in jail!"
Facts have proved that Mu Shangqing's harsh words have an amazing deterrent effect. After Zheng Xun left, he didn't dare to let a fart. Zhou Lanxin asked him what was wrong, but he didn't say anything. He just kept saying that the two of them were not suitable. , closed the door directly.
After Mu Shangqing's anger was over, he was still very scared, but seeing Zheng Xun didn't say anything, he was relieved. He told Zhou Lanxin that Zheng Xun was not a good person. He beat him up when she was not at home that day.
Mu Shangqing didn't want to cover up Zheng Xun, but he felt that it was a shame to be forced, especially since he was still a boy. If this was spread out, the children who rejected him would definitely intensify and bully him. look.
However, Mu Shangqing's worries were unnecessary, because after that night, the irritable fire in his body was ignited, and when he was bullied, he began to fight back frantically, fearlessly.
In the past, when others saw him being bullied, they took him out of anger. He could endure it as long as he could. Now, if other children dared to touch him, they would be beaten to the point of incontinence.
Over time, no one dared to bully him, but Mu Shangqing was not happy because someone gave him a name - "mental illness".
Because he gets angry, just like a mental illness, he will not kill him and beat him to death.
This name is not good, Mu Shangqing wanted to control himself and avoid getting angry again, but he found that the fire could no longer be taken back, and it became more and more irregular.
He began to despise himself. In order to get rid of the name of "mentally ill" and escape from the original living environment, he volunteered for the college entrance examination and filled the capital city, which is 108,000 miles away from home. When he was in college, he worked part-time and part-study, putting part-time work and competitions together. Most of the money obtained was remitted to Zhou Lanxin, hoping that she would rent a house in the city and stop working day and night.
In the last semester of his senior year, Mu Shangqing hesitated in the face of the opportunity to be a graduate student. He always wanted to work after graduation, earn money to support his family, and truly "liberate" Zhou Lan's heart.
But Zhou Lanxin didn't wait for the dawn of "liberation", and she was plagued by long-term illness, which made her die early. Mu Shangqing was the only guest at her funeral, and she was also Mu Shangqing's last relative.
Since then, Mu Shangqing has truly become a polished commander, and he has no worries. He successfully studied for graduate school. In the postgraduate stage, he met Huang Nan. She was four years younger than him, and she was only a freshman when he graduated.
But Mu Shangqing fell in love with her madly, because in her, he saw the shadow of Zhou Lanxin, stubborn, strong, and with a hint of girlish innocence.
Because of meeting her, Mu Shangqing felt that he was slowly improving. He controlled his temper and became less and less irritable. After marriage, facing his wife and daughter, all he would do is pamper him.
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After learning about Mu Shangqing's past, Chu moving people had a good idea. He asked Mu Shangqing a few questions in a row to rule out organic mental disorders, and the influence of non-psychoactive substances and non-addictive substances. Finally, he made a judgment. The result is mania with psychotic symptoms.
According to CCMD-3 (Chinese Classification and Diagnostic Criteria for Mental Disorders-Third Edition), mania, as a type of mood disorder, is characterized by high emotion or irritability as the main clinical manifestation, accompanied by high energy, increased speech, and increased activity. In severe cases, it is accompanied by psychotic symptoms such as hallucinations, delusions, and nervous symptoms. After each attack, enter into a period of intermittent remission with normal mental state, and most patients tend to have recurrent attacks.
In patients with mood disorders, it is very rare that only mania or hypomania is always present, and mania is often accompanied by depression, becoming bipolar disorder [1].
However, Mu Shangqing has no obvious symptoms of depression, and the situation is gradually improving with age.
After finding out the situation, Chu moving's judgment is that Mu Shangqing is not suitable to join Superman, but he admires him too much and is also moved by his sincerity.
Seeing that Mu Shangqing was showing signs of gradual improvement, that is, the foundation of his personality was good, and it was entirely possible to return to normal, Chu movingren couldn't bear to miss the good talent, so he asked: Are you willing to cooperate with me for treatment
Mu Shangqing's eyes shone brightly. He thought that he had put aside his black history and had little hope of getting a job.
But after hearing what Chu movingren said, he seemed willing to help him get back to normal and join the agency!
Mu Shangqing agreed and told his family that he was going to hold a long-term seminar in another place. He packed some luggage and lived on the third floor of the Superman Office, just like living in a nursing home.
He is at Superman, and his daily business is to drink tea in the coffee room, read books in the billiards room, and listen to songs in the reading room.
The happiest thing every day is to wait for Chu moving to come up to the third floor, chat with him, and conduct psychotherapy.
The treatment effect exceeded expectations. In less than three months, when he was examined again, both the neurotransmitters and the neuroendocrine system returned to normal. Chu movingren conducted a psychological test on Mu Shangqing, and there was no abnormality.
After passing the re-examination, Mu Shangqing officially joined the Superman Division and became the section chief of the analysis section. He was the only one in the entire section. He was both section chief and staff member. He was very busy every day. My interest in psychology has grown stronger and stronger. Under the supervision and guidance of Chu movingren, my studies have progressed by leaps and bounds. In a few weeks, I have finished several psychology textbooks. I can try to cooperate with Chu movingren to conduct behavior analysis.
Two years later, Mu Shangqing has become a mature profiler who can act on his own. At that time, it was also a year of frequent murders around Chu Dongren. He often went in and out of the Public Security Bureau, joined the task force, and helped the police with criminal psychology. Write, hoping to catch the murderer.
At the end, Chu movingren made a concluding gesture and said a little on the conference table, "In general, Shang Qing has made outstanding contributions to Superman, and has also helped many mental 'supernormal people' to return to normal. , or go on with life in a normal way."
After listening to Mu Shangqing's past, Chu Yu and the three officers felt suffocated for a while. Although they were well-informed and had seen a lot of tragic events, when tragic events happened to people they knew, their hearts sank. The blockage has doubled.
However, holding back the tightness in his chest, Chu Yu cleared his throat. If he should ask, he still has to ask.
"In the initial medical examination report, the examination and diagnosis results must be filled in truthfully, including his psychological trauma and childhood experiences, so as to serve as a reference for future psychological examination and treatment, but Chief Mu is unwilling to disclose it, so It was kept secret by you, and only you and the central government know it, right?"
Chu movingren nodded. He promised Mu Shangqing that he would not tell others about it. Although he had recovered at that time, the shadow of his childhood, every time he thought about it, he would still raise a whip out of thin air. , it hurts all over his body.
He doesn't want others to know about his history, and he doesn't want to be called "mental" anymore. He knows that people are not so tolerant of mentally abnormal people, which is why he joined Superman - trying to do his part strength, to help people who may have the same experience as him and become abnormal.
But today, under Chu Yu's lewd power, Chu movingren had to say that if he resisted again, Chu Yu would probably be punished.
After a long silence, Chu Yu quickly bit his lip, and when he spoke again, he tasted a bloody smell: "Da Chu, do you think this has nothing to do with the Huaihua project?"