There was a faint light at the end of the night, but neither Chen Ge nor the man looked back.
"Have they pinned their hopes on you?" Chen Ge more or less understood why a man could become a red-clothed man. His own resentment was not too strong, but he had contacted countless deceased people before his death. It was the deceased who treated him as the only one to talk to.
All the negative emotions, all the sad past events, and all kinds of regrets that can no longer be realized, the dead told all these things to the operator, and they accumulated in his heart.
A qualified suicide intervention operator will understand the confusion in their hearts. They regard the human body as a conduit. Too much accumulation of bad emotions will cause blockages, so most of the time they dare not think deeply and connect He will patiently persuade him on the phone, but after hanging up, he will never think about it again.
But the man in red on the other side of the railroad track is different. He has been influenced by the deceased. Just like Chen Ge, he will go into it, dig his heart out to persuade him, and connect his emotions with the other party.
He's really kind to people who ask for help, but it's also a very dangerous thing to do.
Into the desperate situation of the seekers, he also forced himself to the edge of the cliff when he helped the seekers standing beside the cliff.
There is a limit to a person's ability to bear. Even professional psychological intervention personnel will have more or less psychological problems after many years of practice. Men are rescued again and again, and they have not had time to adjust their state. entangled in confusion.
He reached out and grabbed the suicides, but his own body was dragged a little bit into the abyss.
The man's teacher has already seen the problem, so let him relax and take a good rest, but the end result shows that he doesn't seem to do what his teacher says.
He became someone he had helped countless times, a suicide intervention operator who chose to kill himself.
"Why do you want to do this? Death can't solve any problems." Chen Ge wanted to persuade the man, but thinking of the man's occupation before his death, he had a very absurd feeling.
"I have considered everything you said. After all, I am professional in this aspect." The man's red shirt oozes blood. He is completely different from the other Specters. His eyes look at the light in the distance. He seems to like light very much.
"The reasons for suicide can be roughly divided into several types. One is that when people have cognitive biases about the world, life and the surrounding environment, they will look at everyone around them with a purely gloomy look, thinking that living is a Painful things, my death doesn't fall into that category."
"The second is when a person feels guilty or guilty about something, they act impulsively, and I obviously don't fall into that category."
"The third one is for revenge, using one's own death to make others regret it, which doesn't match my situation."
"There are dozens of reasons for suicide, but I don't belong to any of them. I should be regarded as a relatively special suicide."
"Actually, I have been convincing myself that I have helped so many people, but when it was my turn to help myself, I suddenly realized that the power of language is a little pale."
"The writer, the paradise doll, and the cancer patient represent three different personalities and attitudes toward life. I feel sorry for their departure, I hate my powerlessness, and I hope from the bottom of my heart that they can live!"
"I tried my best to persuade them, but after I really listened to their voices, I found that they all had reasons to leave."
"Sometimes I envy doctors. As long as they prescribe the right medicine, they can save their patients, but my job is different. Even if I know that liberation is a blind medicine for them, I can't let them use it."
"When everyone on the Internet attacked me, I spoke out my thoughts. It was a public execution, but there was no bloody scene."
The man's expression has always been calm: "Many people say that I am sick, crazy, that I am an executioner, and that I am killing people indirectly. In fact, I just want to help them."
The light in the distance is getting closer and closer, and the man is standing beside the railroad tracks, without any intention of avoiding.
"A person who has never seen death, has never experienced the kind of heart-piercing pain, what qualifications do you have to point your fingers? What reason is there to put on a high-level look?" As the light approached, the man's speech speed changed Quickly, blood continued to seep out of his forehead, dyeing the changing half of his face red: "When I stood up again from the pool of blood, I completely understood this truth, and the sections of life that were desperate and suffocating poured into me. body, I finally understand them, and understand why those who have lived make such absurd choices."
The man's eyes were blood red, his face was no longer calm, and his voice became more and more mad.
"I do everything I can to heal them, maybe to let them release love better, and to improve their ability to find and absorb love, but I can't change the concentration of love in their environment. So many people are in crisis intervention After success, he will continue to do that, because the environment of his personal life has not changed, the bullied person has become cold and violent, and it is even more difficult for isolated children to make friends. It is not me who can really save them. This suicide intervention operator, but an individual around him."
"After getting to know most of them, you will find that the people around them are actually the ones who are really hateful. Those who paint the world of suicide with their own brushes are the real culprits!"
"However, even if the rescuers die, those who killed them will not show the slightest sadness, but the relatives who love them most will suffer."
"Is this fair?" The man looked at the speeding train and slowly raised his hands: "I only understood these things after I died. In fact, many of the deceased regretted it, but they have no chance to come back. , I can only pin all my obsessions on me, and let me help them get justice."
"Fair? What are you going to do?" At this moment, Chen Ge felt the murderous intent from the man. He understood that the man had completely turned black after going through all kinds of things.
"For example, clean up those garbage that only know greed for love, but can't release love, so that more kind people will not suffer."
The man's word is "those", and he wants to solve not one or two, but many.
Compared with other red clothes, the cruelty and tyranny of this man are hidden in the deepest part of his heart.
"Calm down first, I think there should be a better way." Chen Ge took a step back and called Zhang Ya's name in his heart.
"It's not my decision alone, it's the wish of all of them."
The blood was churning, and the lights on the head of the train illuminated the wasteland. At the moment when the light passed, Chen Ge saw that the man behind him was densely packed with figures.