Every paranoid patient will have a strong desire to possess what he believes.
No one else can touch it.
Others can't take a look.
Not even talking about it.
For Feng Nai, the person in front of him was his paranoia.
Since it is the place of paranoia, how can she tolerate it? When she looked at him, she was thinking of another person.
Feng Nai has never been so jealous of the guy who always puts on airs and looks backward in everything he does.
He knows better than anyone else that his clean breasts are all fake.
But so what.
When she looked at him, she just wanted that person back.
The strength in Feng Nai's hand was getting heavier.
Wanting to destroy a person like this, and worrying that after destroying a person, he will feel boring for the rest of his life, only when he was a child.
At that time, he had a "pet" who didn't like to talk. During that time, as long as he opened his eyes, he could see "it", but the old man said that "it" was not his.
What he likes, why not his
Now, he knows why.
Living things always have their own minds.
He couldn't control who she wanted.
The hostility emanating from Feng Nai seemed to affect the pocket watch in his hand.
Rao Rong noticed this strangeness, wearing earphones, frowned: "He wants to destroy the original?"
"Your nephew, what's the situation?" Yin Wuyao turned to look at Feng Shang.
Feng Shang coughed: "No, it's hard to say."
In his memory, his nephew was raised as the heir of the Feng family since he was a child, and he was different from them.
Even his brother had never experienced that kind of training.
It is said that the children of several family friends have listened to him all their lives.
Feng Shang asked his brother before, how did his nephew, with such a lazy and indifferent personality, get along with others.
He still remembers what his brother said at the time. His brother said that it wasn't mingling, it was him playing emotional games.
Treating feelings as a game, such a young child, Feng Shang's eyes widened at the time, but his nephew was as thoughtful as a little prince, and no one could find any faults.
Later, his brother said that the nephew in the family had a problem and was sent to the county seat.
In the Feng family, nothing can go wrong.
Just because the old man won't abandon his son doesn't mean that other people won't force him.
His brother said he was sick.
No one thought that one day the child would come back and look like a normal person.
No, he will never be normal, because he is born to easily get what others can't get, and that ability seems to be innate.
Since then, no one in my family dared to mention his illness.
Something went wrong this time, did he really have a relapse
Feng Shang looked at the screen again with a lot of unspeakable worries.
His nephew might really want to destroy the copy.
At that time, Little Spade went to brush the book by herself, and none of them knew what she did.
But she said casually: "There are things in it that I left for my family's little facial paralysis. This is usually once a year, almost at this time. If in the future..."
"What in the future?" At that time, the fat man was still furious: "You just brushed the copy and didn't tell us to want to monopolize those materials. You didn't do this kind of thing once or twice! You and Qin Mo snatched the copy and it's even better." less!"
At that time, Little Spade just smiled: "It has nothing to do with those, it's the right time."
time…
(end of this chapter)