640 Mr. Hamilton Jr

It's ridiculous that he was secretly happy at the time, thinking that her eyes had finally left those superficial beautiful men.

As the memories deepened, Abbas's simple and rigid face involuntarily distorted, knowing that she would step into that bottomless abyss with one foot, he might as well let her be a flower princess who constantly changes beautiful male companions!

If, if-

In the past ten years, the pain that had attacked him countless times struck again, and Abbas buried his face deep between his hands, but still bent uncontrollably, and the tall man shrunk into a ball on the chair, as if this was the only way to alleviate the pervasive pain a little.

"For the rest of my life, I've been thinking about you, using all my strength, holding your sweater, greedily sniffing the breath on it, pretending you're in my arms—"

The well-timed ringing of the phone saved him, Abbas turned pale with a white face, pressed his abdomen with one hand, and pressed the answer button of the phone with the other, and the roar of the old rascal immediately came from the receiver: "Damn, what's going on?" Did that stupid boy finally play himself to death?!"

"Shhh Congratulations, a long-cherished wish has finally come true!"

There was silence in the microphone, the old rascal's heavy panting voice came clearly, and his heart was happy, as if he felt his joy, and Hamilton's somewhat heavy voice sounded: "Are you right about him?"

There was a long silence on both sides of the microphone at the same time, and in the end, it was still the old rascal who rudely broke the illusion of calm: "Hell, is it the same as I thought?!"

Abbas tidied up his tie and regained himself as the rational super-producer who was so impersonal that he calmly analyzed: "It should be from the time when the camera moved to his feet after his fifteenth video was debunked, and his personality transformation was completed, when he boarded the Cleopatra float, although he tried his best to hide it, in the face of the cheers of countless onlookers, his unprecedented desire for power and ambition were inevitably exposed, coupled with his clumsy acting skills from beginning to end——"

"Yes, I think, the worst has happened."

The old rascal on the other side obviously had a hard time accepting this conclusion, and he opened his mouth incoherently: "God, how can this be, hasn't he always been strong?" I've never seen an actor get in and out of the play faster than he—"

"You forgot the diagnosis that the psychiatrist gave us?" Abbas unceremoniously interrupted the old man's chatter, for a well-known producer, he has already formed his own mature routine in the face of various emergencies in the show - face it, solve it!

"Of course I remember, I tore the damn thing up and threw it down the toilet, probably in the gutter—"

Abbas was speechless for a while, casually opened the drawer on the right side of the desk, and picked up the report on the top, and on the cover of the report, it was written that the patient's name: Leohard. Hamilton.

He flipped through the report, went past the previous pathological analysis, and went directly to the diagnosis on the last page, and read it in a low voice: "- Multiple personality disorder, the dominant personality is strong, and the other personalities are in a hidden state. ”

At the same time, the image of Leo Hard's psychiatrist handing him the diagnosis came to his mind, and the latter said with a puzzled face: "I'm sorry, my dear friend, Abbas, in the future, I can't be Mr. Hamilton's psychiatrist anymore—"

As the number one famous psychiatrist in the United States and his old friend, Dr. West has always been more calm and rational than him, according to Wise, a casual expression, an unconscious action, will reveal a person's mind.

I have to admit that many patients with mental problems are alternative geniuses, and many times, between the psychiatrist and his patients, it is a difficult offensive and defensive battle, and whoever divulges his secret first loses.

And this time, he looked at the other party's well-maintained hands, ten white and slender fingers tightly twisted together, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes were wandering, and even the tone of his voice was very uncertain: "Everything went well at first, I asked him what changes he had made recently, he said everything was fine, we discussed his mood when he won the Oscar, he didn't seem to be as happy as he imagined——"

"Then, everything changed." The old friend's tone suddenly became tense, and his eyes were fixed on the empty front, "He and I discussed the relationship between the main personality and the secondary personality, and I think that the secondary personality has the potential to overpower the main personality and replace it, and he thinks it is difficult, because the main personality is one's true self-"

"I told him that the key is psychological suggestion, if you want to fool others, you can fool yourself first, it's a bit like acting, but instead of pretending that you are another person, you are another person, and then, I gave some examples-"

Dr. West became more and more agitated, and Abbas had to pour him a cup of coffee to remind him to calm down, but to no avail, and Wise cried out almost frantically: "No, no, you don't know what's going on, he actually knows Adele!" ”

Abbas keenly caught the key word, and he immediately asked sensitively, "Adele?" ”

At this moment, West suddenly calmed down again, but the whole person looked very unenergetic, as if he was many years old all of a sudden, he was silent for a moment, covered his eyes with one hand, and said weakly: "Yes, Adele, my wife, she is actually one of my patients, at that time I had just become a psychiatrist, Adele's main personality is a poor girl whose parents are divorced and has suffered from school violence, she is timid, cowardly, and almost completely closed herself, but the sub-personality is completely opposite to the main personality, lively and cheerful, Warm and generous, very likable. ”

Abbas stared into his old friend's eyes and asked softly, "What did you do?" ”

Dr. West wiped his face hard and smiled bitterly, "I implied that she had wiped out the main personality, and I thought I had succeeded, but Mr. Hamilton Jr. said—"

His voice was pale, his face was extremely pale, he stood up, and looked directly at Abbas, "He said that her mastery will not disappear, and one day, she will come back!" ”

Abbas was slightly stunned, and tried to comfort his old friend: "He's just scaring you, you know, this kid has been playing tricks on people since he was a child—"

Dr. West looked at him strangely and asked softly, "Do you know, Mr. Hamilton, Jr., that you have obtained a psychiatrist's license?" ”