"Miss Taylor, with all due respect, you don't have any symptoms of Stockholm syndrome. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

The bald, slightly white-haired, middle-aged man in a white coat calmly explained to Taylor, who was sitting on the sofa, slowly: "The conditions produced by Stockholm syndrome are very harsh, for example, the victim must believe that the perpetrator can control his life, and think that some of the perpetrator's actions are a favor to him, of course, the most basic thing is that there must be a completely enclosed, incommunicable space to imprison the victim and a short period of captivity. ”

"Judging from Miss Taylor's account, you were not in a closed environment, nor were you imprisoned long enough, or even imprisoned, and the gentleman you pretended to be the perpetrator was not in control of your life. ”

"In the final analysis, you are just, after being intimidated, you have left a psychological shadow. ”

Taylor crossed his arms, curled up slightly, and said lightly: "Just a few days ago, I had a turn against my colleagues, and they tried to take extreme actions against that person, I should have agreed, and taught him a hard lesson and made him pay... But I didn't. ”

Taking a deep breath, Taylor frowned and continued: "Not only no, but I also strongly oppose it, and even said that if anyone dares to trouble him, I will go to the door and fight hard... In this case... I still think the same way to this day, and it doesn't make sense, so I think I've definitely been subjected to... Belch... Sort of... Some kind of influence. ”

The doctor also frowned, and asked softly, "You have always said that he has done terrible things to you, but you have not told me, what did he do, did he hurt you?"

"No... I don't know what to say, but..."Taylor ruffled his hair, recalling that terrible moment, and said a little nervously, "At that moment, I felt like my life was in his hands, he was... Powerful, unstoppable, as if as soon as he moved his little thumb, I would die immediately, I was terrified, there was only one thought in my head, listen to him, listen to him, listen to him..."

"He apologized to me, very insincerely, I was going to never forgive this demon, but... I still accepted his apology, and his gift..."

"For all this time, he has been lingering in my mind like a nightmare, eating, working, reading... No matter what I was doing, I would think of him, and every night I would sleep dreaming of that terrible moment, and every morning my sheets would be wet..."

"But... But I don't have any resentment against him, on the contrary, I want to see him again, why is that? I did such an irrational thing for him, and turned my face against all my colleagues..."

Taylor buried his head in his knees and grabbed his hair with both hands.

Listening to Taylor confide in his heart little by little, the doctor's originally puzzled expression gradually became very strange, and after Taylor finished speaking, he thought for a while before he organized his language and said cautiously: "I don't know, whether this will offend you, but obviously, the possibility of Stockholm syndrome tends to zero, because the most critical conditions are basically not met, but if you look at this matter from another angle, it may be much easier to understand..."

"Another angle?" Taylor looked up and asked suspiciously, "Is this... What do you mean?"

The doctor struggled for a while and said, "I'm not a patriarch and I don't discriminate against women, but there are a lot of women who are interested in strong men... Belch... How to say it, will show ... Obedience and... and admiration. ”

"So, you can recall that the liquid that made your sheets soggy was urine, or... Belch... Anything else suspicious? Of course! Of course! I'm just suggesting... If you don't remember, you can go back and verify..."

"The other angle I'm talking about, the other one might be, are you going to... It's just... Fall in love with him?"

So, the next day.

Taylor stood naked in the bathroom, with the shower head on, letting the cold water spill on herself, her seductive figure and face reflected in the mirror, and a hint of anger flashed in her blue eyes.

She had confirmed that, as the psychiatrist had predicted, the liquid on the sheets...

In other words, I have long realized it, but I just don't want to admit it subconsciously, and it is ridiculous that the strongest psychic ability actually thinks that his psychology has been affected by some kind of force.

"What you have done for him, he will not know. He came to New York, and he didn't plan to come to you, and not only that, but your relationship is quite bad, and I'm afraid you can't even be friends..."

"Alas~"

Turning off the shower, Taylor dried himself off, got dressed and walked out of the bathroom, and then heard the doorbell.

Taylor saw the person standing in front of his house through the surveillance camera, and his face suddenly appeared angry.

Opening the door, Taylor said to the young man standing at the door with a cold face, "Why didn't he come in person?"

"Ah~ I saw through it at a glance!How did you find out that I wasn't him? ”

The young man, naturally Jingshan's doppelganger, saw that Taylor had no intention of answering his question, so he directly expressed his intention, took out a black wooden box and handed it to Taylor, and said, "Gifts and letters for you, goodbye." ”

After speaking, the clone disappeared with a "Peng".

"Bastard. Taylor scolded and closed the door.

"Dear Taylor, thank you for all you have done for me, I would have liked to pay a visit in person to express my gratitude, but, considering my special situation now, and the various unpleasant memories that have arisen from my only meeting with you, for the sake of my life, I have given up this plan and given a gift instead..."

Taylor opened the box, and there were three porcelain vases, all with post-it notes on them, one of which was pressed under the porcelain vase and could not be seen, but the two post-it notes that could be seen at a glance had already made her angry.

For the skin: With all due respect, your skin is as rough as the soles of my feet.

To the chest: Your upper circumference has simply lowered the average level of European and American actresses.

"Bastard!"

Taylor gritted his teeth and wanted to drop the gift on the ground, but as soon as he raised his hand, he was a little reluctant, and finally stomped his foot, withdrew his hand, and opened the third pressed post-it note.

To Taylor: All the above is a joke, it is all a medicine to condition the body, I wish you good health.

Taylor laughed out loud and scolded again: "Bastard~"

It's just that this sentence is completely murderous.

"Do you think you'll be safe if you don't come? I'll go find you, wait for me..."

-- Annoyed Swift --

"Where did Jingshan go?"

In the Baocheng Center in New York, just after the performance, the sweaty young members were resting in the waiting room, and not long after the break, Sunny walked up to Yuna and inquired about Jingshan's whereabouts.

Yun'er whispered: "There is a job, on the side of the supernatural, it is estimated that he is still fighting in the heavens and the earth, what are you looking for him?"

"The penguin!" said Sunny helplessly, "He hasn't eaten, I thought he was a perpetual motion machine and didn't need to eat, but this morning when the alarm clock was playing music, he suddenly collapsed, saying he was hungry, but he didn't eat anything given to him." ”

Thinking of that strange penguin, Yuna looked at the panicked sunny sympathetically and said, "Because it has suffered a lot, right? But I can't help it, at least I have to wait until he comes back from work." ”

"When?" Sunny asked, a little anxiously, "That penguin guy looks like he's going to hang up at any moment!"

"There's no way..."Yoona turned around and patted Taeyeon, who was pouring Pani to drink juice, and asked in a whisper in her ear, "Can you bring Jingshan back now?"

Taeyeon looks at Pani, who has been poured with meat and vegetables by herself, and graciously lets her go, puts her hands together, and unleashes a certain cute spell.

Within the enchantment, there was an endless sea, and Jingshan was covered in golden light, holding evil slashing in his hand, and he mingled with a huge tarantula.

The tarantula's body, the size of a heavy truck, has three of its eight furry legs broken, and its hideous mouthparts are dripping with saliva, and it looks very disgusting.

The spider's defense is not strong, but it is extremely flexible, and it is full of poison all over its body, and if you fight it in close combat, you will be poisoned if you are not careful.

So Jingshan fought with it for more than three hours, and the injuries caused to it were still not fatal.

"After all, it's still that the golden light cultivation time is running out, and the speed is not enough. ”

The power of the supernatural power is fixed, and it is not that the more mana used, the stronger it becomes, only the usual cultivation can make its power slowly increase.

"It seems that you can't win a sword battle alone. ”

Jing Shan gave up only using melee combat, drew the ghost-headed broadsword, and once again summoned the demon body of Louis and rushed towards the spider.

The two worked together, which immediately made the spider at a loss, and finally Louis grabbed by the leg.

"Heaven and earth are infinite, five thunders are correct!"

"Boom!"

The thunder bombarded the spider's body, causing it to be paralyzed and unable to move, and then Jingshan slashed out the demon pill and ended its life.

After dealing with the traces and getting out of the enchantment, Jingshan reappeared on a bustling street.

No one knew that a youkai that could easily turn this place into ruins had been quietly disposed of.

However, Jing Shan sighed, frowned and said to himself: "It's not enough, my current strength..."

Although a dangerous youkai has just been resolved, it is nothing at all for the upcoming crisis.

Jing Shan touched his chin puzzled, wondering how to deal with an enemy above the S level with his current strength.

While thinking about it, Jing Shan suddenly found that the world in front of him was quickly covered by a blood-red color, and in an instant, he was already in a blood-red confined space.

This scene is really familiar, and it is easy to evoke Jingshan's memories, so Jingshan shouted tentatively.

"Demon Lord?"

A crack suddenly opened in the void, and a huge eye appeared behind the void, looking at Jingshan playfully, and at the same time, a huge voice full of majesty sounded: "My friend, you seem to be in some trouble?"

"Yes~" Jing Shan was just about to complain about the trouble he was about to encounter, and he felt an itch on the top of his head.

"Po~" There was a soft sound, and a small pure white flower suddenly bloomed on the top of Jingshan's head, fluttering in the wind...