"Acrophobia... There's also clown phobia. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Hearing this, my heart throbbed! As if I've seen it somewhere?...... Where?

"No wonder he's acting more normally. ”

"Yes, but even so, he still needs to be careful. Because this extremely severe fear of heights has progressed to the point where even mentioning it would be extremely frightening!"

"Aren't we going to see his spiritual world?"

"It's not that easy... When he was sober, it was absolutely impossible for him to observe. Now he has a fairly clear distinction between reality and fantasy in the spiritual world, so it is still normal, but once we use that technology to show his spiritual world, he may completely confuse the two worlds, so that there is no place to hide! Understood?"

I nodded. Her explanation was clear.

"However, according to his dictation, his spiritual world is like this: he was chased by a fat clown, and thus fell from the top of the hundred-story building again and again!"

"It's a very simple cause... But... Fat clown?"

Mengman said coldly, "It's also himself. ”

Hiss~

I gasped.

"Schizophrenia?"

Mengman looked at me amusedly and said, "You've lost even the most basic knowledge... It is true that at first people thought he was schizophrenic, but your theory seems to overturn everyone's assumptions... And you seem to have convinced Dunzi that he would be so convinced of you... Great, isn't it?"

I nodded again.

Can I be that genius again?

My heart grew bitter.

"Alright... The next person we were going to meet was the youngest of us. He's a real genius -- a math genius. Mengman sighed and said a little indifferently: "What about a very shy child... It's pathetic. ”

"Poor," I blinked.

"Because he's a genius. Meng Man looked at his watch and urged, "We don't have much time, come with me." ”

I followed behind Mengman again and asked suspiciously, "Don't talk about that kid... Would it help me if you asked me to observe their condition one by one?"

"Didn't you say that? heal them... As for ourselves. ”

"Hmm... This is a natural thing to do... But but... I'm not asking about this... You get the idea..."

"Ah~ what do you mean..."Mengman turned around and said backwards, "Since they can't awaken 'my' memory, the first priority is to introduce you... No, teach you that mysterious theory, right? So you might be able to use the same brain to solve puzzles, complete research, and heal everyone completely... Right?"

"Ahh Well... Probably. ”

Meng Man shook his head lightly and said, "You're wrong, I naturally have my intentions in doing this... First of all, even the same brain... But for you whose memories are temporarily gone, there is no way to infer any results. If you don't have those experiences, if you don't have those feelings, you won't have the same train of thought. ”

Her demeanor at this time... It seems to be a different person, is it because she is in a happy mood at the moment?

"And... The next two people you're going to meet may break your brain... Not necessarily~ They are the focus of the research, so no matter what, you have to take a look~" Meng Man looked at me with a smile, different from the slightly professional smile before, at this time, there seemed to be a hint of cunning in her smile.

"In that case—" I didn't say any more, but quietly followed her.

Mengman's voice came for the last time: "Because... He's a genius~" Then the corridor fell silent, and only the inconsistent walking sound of the two echoed in the underground world.

Like a child showing off a toy they're proud of... At this moment, Mengman seems to want to say to me... Introduce them to this idiot-like me... No, the results of our painstaking research are average, proud, proud, and mischievous.

The expression was like a naughty little fox stealing candy, and said, "Keep your eyes open~ Don't blink~ I'm going to do magic~".

Maybe that's the real her...

I had a strong curiosity about that genius.

As I expected, the genius lived up to my expectations. I can guess from the expression on my face that I am sweating profusely and at a loss.

Returning to the previous scene, I quietly followed Mengman to the end of the second basement floor.

"Do you think... What is mental illness?" When he was about to arrive at the genius's room, Meng Man stopped, Huo Ran turned around, and with the momentum and ability of a strong woman, he quickly asked.

I was taken aback by the sudden question, and then said with a hint of uncertainty: "Phlegm is obsessed... Confusion... Scolding and sleepless... Destroying things and beating people... Or depressed, crying and laughing...?"

Mengman was stunned for a moment, and then coughed lightly and said, "Well... You can quite tell..."She said with a slight flush, "It's worthy of Buxiu, even if you have amnesia, you can summarize it like this...", and then Mengman stared at me with a serious face.

Where is this where I summarized... The words just came to her head naturally with her question... Am I really a psychologist?

I was in a trance, and my heart was shaking like a shaking seesaw.

"I can only say that you have a partial summary...", but the next moment, Mengman shrugged his shoulders with a relaxed face, pointed to the room at the end, and said, "Let him tell you something." ”

Doctors just like to talk halfway through!

Mengman ignored my constipated expression at all, knocked on the identical glass wall and asked, "Xiao Gao, can we come in?"

Huh?!

I looked at Mengman at a loss.

"Ahh ”

"Thank you, Kodaka. Mengman smiled kindly.

Looking at Mengman who walked into it, I had no choice but to bite the bullet and follow in with a muffled voice.

The room was clean and tidy, with a touch of simplicity.

Gao Liang looked at us with red cheeks, sat in place, swaying back and forth shyly, not saying a word.

"Buxiu, this is Gao Liang," she leaned into my ear and whispered, "He has a moderate degree of social phobia, not as shy as he seems, and if he hadn't seen you, you wouldn't even be able to see his face." Be careful what you say. ”

Gao Liang looked at us who were so intimate with his spare eyes, and instantly lowered his head, and his face became even more ruddy.

He is indeed very young, he should still be in high school, and his delicate baby face is very cute, which also makes him even younger. The voice is very soft, even in the face of such a familiar "us", it seems very uncomfortable, let alone a stranger?

I don't know, I think he likes me...

I chuckled softly with extreme caution: "Xiao Gao... Hello, haha..."

Gao Liang was visibly stunned when he heard this, and then nodded lightly with a red face.

I swallowed rudely and spat, my voice echoing clearly throughout the room.

Looking at Takara, who was stunned and forgot to be shy, staring at me with a stunned face, my face turned red like a crab at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Meng Man couldn't help but smile and explained, "Xiao Gao... Step Hugh him... Amnesia. ”

Gao Liang screamed, and then quickly walked to my side, tugging at my sleeve and asking me about my situation with great concern.

I smiled awkwardly and got pimples, but I knew that someone with social phobia came to comfort me if I showed the slightest sign of rejection...... He's going to go on a rampage right away, and he's going to be "severe"...

Finally, it was Mengman who played the round. She smiled and said, "Xiao Gao, we came to ask you to tell me how you feel...... Just like when you first met Buxiu. ”

Gao Liang sat back on the spot with a red face and agreed softly.

"I... Although I studied Chinese... But I can't describe my thoughts very well, so let's take a look at my spiritual world first..."His voice grew softer and softer, his hands clutching the hem of his clothes, and his chin resting on his chest!

It's as if he's saying "I'm going to take off my clothes, please don't look at it"... It's really shy...

I feel awkward...

It seems that all that terrible imagination has been preserved intact...

Putting on the special glasses, I immediately realized the imagination that I had just prided myself on... It's really miserable!

Mengman's voice also came softly from the side, and he said like a narrator: "It seems that I was wrong, Xiao Gao... It has long become a severe social phobia. Maybe it's because he believes in us, and I've always thought he's only moderate. I nodded in approval, even though she couldn't see it.

It's a "soft" world!

Not that cake cream or something like that, but... Weak!

I wandered through his spiritual world like a disembodied wind. All kinds of huge and tiny geometries hang in every corner of the world, and they are constantly distorting, slowly turning into large and small circles of light, and slowly turning into polka dots...

Except for the geometry that fills the whole world, everything is limp on the ground: the table lamp hangs softly from the tree like rubber, the clock hangs on the wall like clothes like clothes in "Eternal Memory", the ground is as soft as a quilt and sinks deep when you step on it, the iron cup crumbles like a melting candle, the book lies on the ground like a puddle of mud...

Whether it's sharp geometry or soft things, the whole world is both contradictory and harmonious......

The world of genius... Is that so?