This matter starts with the early time when the dust was sealed.

Manhattan, a small city in Kansas, has always been known as the "Little Apple", compared to the "Big Apple" New York, it is more of a campus college town, there are two landmark buildings in the city of Manhattan, namely the Sunset Zoo, which is visited by about 100,000 visitors a year, and the Mariana Kistler Beach Art Museum, which mainly houses the art works of Kansas State University and local artists.

Feng Chen was standing on the street when he appeared here, and no one was surprised by a man who suddenly appeared, after all, the time and space shuttle channel that existed was not even a little secretive, which was unreasonable. Because he came a little early, Feng Chen could only stand stupidly in place, and saw a café on the other side of the street, so he muttered and walked over.

You should drink some hot water in the morning, and finally before breakfast.

Feng Chen still maintained this good habit, and when he walked into the coffee shop, he found that there were already many people sitting here, so Feng Chen found a vacant seat to sit down, and collected a lot of useful information after a casual look.

It's not that he's careful, it's that the old man opposite who is covered by the newspaper and the watch on his wrist leak everything.

Wednesday, 2016, 8 a.m. sharp.

Feng Chen ordered a cup of coffee at random, he always felt that this thing was not as good as tea, at this time, the newspaper on the opposite side turned the page, revealing an old face of Long Zhong, the old man smiled at Feng Chen, and Feng Chen also responded with a smile.

"Good morning, nice weather today."

"Yes, the wind is mild and the weather is good."

Standard textbook dialogue, Feng Chen picked up his coffee and leaned back on his chair and looked at the scenery outside the window, to be honest, in reality, he really didn't feel the city of Caspero, the reason why he was temporarily fixed there was that he didn't want to run around, and second, there was a ruined city buried under the earth.

It's okay out of nostalgia or something else, but it's not as beautiful as the current world, here, exactly like the earth, and the parallel world, in this case, Feng Dust feels the most beautiful.

Coupled with the word "real", it is especially perfect.

"Orientals? New to Manhattan? Or are the students here? "James' favorite thing to do in retirement is to stay in a café, order a cup of coffee and watch the people pass.

Feng Chen looked at the old man in front of him a little, an ordinary gray coat, an ordinary gray elderly cap, an ordinary shirt, the only shining point was the eyes with a bright light, which should not belong to this age, his eyes did not want other old people to be cloudy, on the contrary, they were very clear.

"Sort of, it's the first time I've been here, and I'm a little unfamiliar." Feng Chen replied honestly, and said with a kind smile, his eyes were clear, and he was very good at arousing people's feelings.

"I thought you were a student, and you didn't look like it." James said casually with a kind smile, and he flipped through the newspaper, but the steaming coffee in front of him did not move.

"Isn't it like?" Feng Chen asked casually.

"Your eyes seem to be looking for something, from the sitting position, the body leans against the chair, the subconscious suggests relaxation, then on the contrary, there may be some troublesome things that can make you relax, your legs are open at will, one hand on the table, the other hand is naturally on your legs, and your eyes are confident, which shows that you are very confident, especially your every move, it means that you are in the thinking of solving problems."

Feng Chen was stunned for a moment, isn't it possible to meet a big guy with black glasses on the street and a fairy wind on the street far away in a foreign country?

"Young man, I have also studied the oriental physiognomy technique, although we always have a trace of pride, but I have to say that the orient is really a mysterious place, an ancient inheritance, very beautiful."

James said with a confident smile, the oriental man in front of him was very peculiar, and he found many differences from the moment he entered the door, such as his steps, steady, strong, and unhurried.

"Who are you?" Feng Chen wondered, he was still in a state of confusion.

"It's just an old man who likes to observe in retirement."

"Awesome!" Feng Chen stretched out his thumb, although the old man in front of him was not entirely right, he leaned on the chair just because he was comfortable, not for anything else, although the world-class task made him feel troublesome, but it was not enough to worry, because the trouble has no value, the whole word is far from the actual deviation nine times out of ten, but only one thing is correct, that is, self-confidence.

A confident person is not always manifested in his voice, in terms of doing things, every word and deed in life has a trace of shadow, as for why Feng Chen will be confused, isn't it nonsense! You go out and pull a stranger and say, "You're a confident person." "Either be treated as a fool or be gladly accepted by the other side.

People do not refuse praise, in other words, any language that uses praise as an evaluation is ambiguous.

Among them, if you don't want to be treated as a fool, Feng Chen can only accept it.

"The old man is very meticulous!" Feng Chen praised, don't ask why you want to answer, first go to a wave of business blowing.

"Haha, young man from the East, what are you worried about?" James is curious, and people who show confidence at all times can also be troubled by annoyance? As soon as these words came out, he suddenly thought that he was a little rude, and said:

"Haha, I'm sorry, I'm sick of the old profession."

"James, a retired old teacher, a professional psychiatrist." James held out his wrinkled old hand.

"Seal the Dust, a guy who is looking around for the truth." Feng Chen stretched out his hand and shook James, he said sincerely.

There are many kinds of truth, and evolution is also contained in truth, as the saying goes,

"All truth, bearing illusions, all illusions, relying on truth".

"Interesting answer, it seems that you don't need me, an old occupational patient, to help you enlighten." James laughed.

"But if you want to say it, but it doesn't hurt to say it, I have plenty of time." Feng Chen shrugged, he picked up the steaming coffee and took a small sip, for him, don't say boiling 100 degrees of water, even if the molten iron is up to 1,000 degrees, it is not afraid of scalding.

"There are many truths, I don't know which one you are after?" James casually said that on this happy Wednesday morning, it was nice to have a young man willing to take a little time to talk to his empty nester.

"The truth of this world, the truth of this life." Feng Chen thought about it and replied, this question is a bit extensive, if it is a normal academic exchange, this is undoubtedly blocking people's mouths, after all, this is completely empty talk, but in daily life, this question is much more casual.

After all, it's casual talk, and it doesn't need any reason.

"There are many truths in the world, but there are only a few truths in life, Mr. Feng Chen, you are a little ambitious." James said kindly.

Feng Chen shook his head, saying this in the face of such an unknown person, if someone else had already left, but he was different, he could understand that the old man in front of him had no malicious intent, just an older person casually said to the younger person.

"Vision determines the pattern, and the reverse is true." Feng Chen replied truthfully, just listening to this sentence is scolding, and the meaning in it is nothing more than saying that your vision is limited by your pattern.

James smiled, he devoted himself to studying and learning all his life, and whether there was malice on the other side plus his own experience naturally knew at a glance, he knew that this young man naturally had no malice, and he was direct.

At this time, if there are outsiders sitting at the same table, they must think that every sentence is full of unkindness, but it is such a bad conversation, and the two people who speak feel extremely normal.

It's a strange person who says strange things, and there are a lot of strange people in this world.

However, Feng Chen showed surprise, his eyes flashed with a hint of inexplicability, and he said with a smile: "Mr. James, don't you think it will be very difficult to teach a stranger?" ”

"Are you embarrassed?" James was stunned for a moment, then said with a smile.

"The more people want to express something, the more they will show it in an opposing way, of course, this is not all, this is a general reference."

"Indeed, it is a psychological defense mechanism, and defense is an important concept in psychoanalytic theory, and in the structure of the personality it belongs to the function of the ego." James said.

"Do you think I'm embarrassed?" Feng Chen asked again.

"If you're not embarrassed, it means you're embarrassed." James joked, what an interesting young man.

"Actually, I'm supposed to be expressionless, like this." Feng Chen's face froze in an instant, as if it had turned into an ordinary portrait, and after a few seconds, the two looked at each other and smiled, laughing.