4. The abyss
The abyss.
Wangyang didn’t know how he got into the ward.
Wangyang didn’t know how he got into the ward.
When he saw the stinging of the needles on his old mother ‘ s dry skin, it was not in his heart.
Sitting on the bed, whispering, “Mom…”
“Yoko, you’re here. I’m sorry.
“What do you want to eat?”
“A little thirsty. I’m sorry.
Mothers stand up and drink a sip of warm water, and pick up an apple on the table.
Mother looked down at the apple and smiled, “Remember that you wanted to eat apples when you were a kid, I picked up the garbage for a few nights, bought it for you, left it all for you. I’m sorry.
The ocean doesn’t look up, concentrate on the skin.
“Your father died early, and I was a woman with you, and it was hard not to say. I eat only once a day to feed you. The old mother wrinkled, “My body is so bad that it was to take care of what you left behind.” I’m sorry.
“Hey, old lady, it’s good to have a son. There are so few of them now. “A lady next door in clinically wearing old glasses is speaking out.”
Old mother smiled, “It’s also time, for his sake, I’ve really been through half my life. When he was young, I ate bad things, and I left them for him, and I was afraid to buy new clothes for years. It’s time he took care of me. “That’s what it means to keep children from old age.” I’m sorry.
The hand shivering indiscriminately, the sharp fruit knife cut off its fingers, and blood flowed down and dripped on the ground.
Two paper towels were randomly drawn, fingers wrapped and apples passed to the mother. When the mother asked with concern, she saw an old man entering the ward.
As soon as Wangyang sees you, he’ll be angry. I’m sorry.
The old man walked up to the bed, “I came to see her. I’m sorry.
The old mother saw so much fire and said, “Yoko, you may have misunderstood Uncle Lee. I’m sorry.
“If he really wanted to be with you, I wouldn’t object, but he lied to you to fill out the beneficiary’s insurance policy, and I can’t believe him. I’m sorry.
The old man’s got a little bit of a hang-up on his face, “Okay, okay, I’m going. I’m going. “I’ll see you next time.” I’m sorry.
Two.
Wangyang came out of the hospital and went to the bus after his eldest son in the third grade. On the way, the son told him that the teacher wanted all the students in the class to be in an interest class, and when asked about the price of the interest class, it was tight again.
“How expensive it is, it costs $1,000 a semester. “Wasn’t this class of interest necessary, if not compulsory…” because he saw the deep disappointment in his son’s eyes, and he cried, and said, “Let’s go home to the interest class.” I’m sorry.
The two fathers and sons were on a bus, and one of them got off in a crowded car, and the son got a cheap ass and said that he was in gym class today, and his feet were sore that he was just resting.
Two stops were taken, an old man came up, standing near his father and son, staring at his son in the open.
The old man coughed twice and then knocked with a cane at his son ‘ s seat.
Wangyang noticed the old man’s behavior, wrinkled his frown, “Want up, make room for Grandpa.” I’m sorry.
“But, Dad, my feet are sour. The son wants to defend himself.
“Let me ask you to let me put my bag on the floor and you sit on it.” Put down the bag on your back and let your son sit down.
The old man sits straight down, he doesn’t have a look at the ocean, and he doesn’t have a single thank you.
Wangyang returned home, and his youngest son was taken back by his wife and was writing his homework.
Into the kitchen, the wife was cooking in the pot, and the warm food was taken from the old microwave to the table.
And his wife came forth and rubbed his hand on his neck and said, “Your son said that the school organized a spring trip and had to pay. I’m sorry.
The greasy table in the ocean, “The money! Wang Wuk has to pay for the training. I’m sorry.
“That’s right, Mom’s prepaid for the hospital. The wife reminds me.
And he rubbed his face with his bare hands and said, “Then go to the bank tomorrow and get some.” I’m sorry.
3
At three o’clock in the middle of the night, the ocean suddenly woke up from the dream, breathing in the air and sweating.
The wife was woken up by him. “Honey, are you under stress? You’ve been in this situation for a week. I’m sorry.
Wangyang did not speak, and rose up with a towel to rub a face, lie back down, sleepless and open his eyes until dawn.
The following day, Wangyang completed the work in the morning from the site and arrived at noon to feed her mother.
Carefully pick up a thermobaric and feed a spoon to the mother.
Mother caressed her hair, and she said, “You eat three meals a day, I eat a meal, don’t talk about it when you’re fed, but I can’t help it. I can’t take it. I’m sorry.
Quietly sighs, “Stop, Mom, eat. I’m sorry.
Wangyang gave her food and settled her. In the afternoon, he arrived at another hospital where his wife had made an appointment. He did not want to come, either to spend money, or he did not believe in it, but his wife said that he had paid in his name and that he had only come with a hard head.
The psychiatric unit of the hospital was not built in the hospital and he found it in a building next to the hospital.
Walking in, the ocean has some amazing sights, murals of various geometric graphs, strange decoratives, the clocks of the seventeenth century in Europe and the heavy crystal chandeliers.
“This, this is the hospital? #Wanton feels the wrong place.
“Hello, you must be Mr. Wang. “A very young man sits in front of him.”
“You’re in the right place. This is the psych ward. The man goes on to say,
The ocean pointed at the strange decorations in the house, “Well, these things…”
“Oh, this is more effective for hypnosis. I’m sorry.
Hypnosis!
“Don’t be afraid, it’s just a means of psychotherapy to help the patient relieve the pressure. The man said he turned over the sign with the name on the table.
The word “ho-show…” reads, “What are you, Doctor?” I’m sorry.
“No, he’s abroad. I’m his student, Lee. Call me Dr. Lee. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee sat directly on a couch in the living room, “Come, sit here. He says he points to a couch across the street.
Wangyang sat on the sofa, the sofa was so soft, the whole body fell into it and he felt comfortable.
“Your wife told me that you had been waking up recently at midnight, in a state of discomfort, and then opened your eyes until dawn. Dr. Lee said:
“Uh, yeah. # Nod in the ocean #
“What do you think caused this? I’m sorry.
“I don’t know. I feel like I’m dreaming every night that I’m going through terrible things, and I wake up and don’t remember anything. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee, in his mouth, touched his chin, saying, “You seem to be suffering from something you do not want to accept, and there are protection mechanisms in the human body. If this thing goes beyond acceptance, you would be able to automatically block it, as you have forgotten the scene in your dreams. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee takes a piano metronome from the side of the cupboard, opens it, and the metronome sends a regular sound.
And then you take a watch out of your arms, “Will you accept my hypnosis and let me look inside you?” Of course I did it to help you better. I’m sorry.
For the first time he heard a request for entry into his heart, he had a feeling of panic, but still forced himself to nod his head. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee relaxes the whole body as much as he can, and he moves his arms around the rhythm of the metronome, “Now, listen to me, focus on this golden watch, well, keep looking at it. Now you feel your hands heavy, you can’t lift them up, and then your feet, you feel tired and you want to rest. You want to close your eyelids because you want to sleep. I’m sorry.
Wang Ying felt particularly tired, and even a little blurry in view of the watch, and Dr. Lee smiled, a sign that the patient was hypnotized.
“Now, I count one, two, three, and when I count to three, the watch falls, and then you fall asleep. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee began to count, and when the lips cried out three times, the watch fell from the hand and the eyes were closed in good faith.
Dr. Lee turned off the metronome and observed the ocean. Take out a notebook, take out a pen, change a comfortable position.
“Wanyang, tell me, what do you see now? I’m sorry.
With his eyes closed, he began to describe what he saw in his dreams.
“It’s dark, it’s gray, exactly. I’m in a dump. Yeah, there’s a lot of junk here. It’s quiet around here. I’m sorry.
“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. I’m sorry.
“The lunch box? Dr. Lee picks the frown, “Open it. I’m sorry.
The ocean opened up the lunch box and said, “It’s my favorite sugared ribs, which look good, and I think I should try them. I’m sorry.
A bouquet of ribs was caught in the ocean and was ready to be sent to the mouth, and suddenly it was seen with a long black joint.
Dr. Lee was busy asking, “What happened? I’m sorry.
“I lost my ribs because I had feet on them, oh, with eyes, the ribs turned into a spider! I’m sorry.
Spider? Dr. Lee repeats:
“Yes. The ocean goes on to say, “It’s greasy on the surface, and it’s puffy, and it’s so disgusting that I want to destroy it. “The ocean looks down and picks up a brick on the ground and hits the spider.
“You killed it,” Dr. Lee said. I’m sorry.
Wing noding, “Yes, I hit it hard, and it’s flat, and there’s green juice in the back of the ass. I’m sorry.
“Wait a minute, God. “And suddenly, the sea shouted, and there was cold sweat in the head, and man became restless.
Dr. Lee is nervous.
“The spider didn’t die, it’s getting bigger and bigger. Oh, my God, it’s my age. I can even see my reflection in six of its eyes. “The arms of the sofa are so tight, the arms of the arms are sore.
“It’s coming at me step by step, and I’m gonna run away or I’m gonna kill it. #Ambassah: #Ambassah #Ambassah #Ambassah
“What’s wrong with you? Dr. Lee held on to Wangyang’s hand.
“Web!” It’s a web. It’s a wire. It’s a thick silk. “The ocean grabs its neck and its face is red.
Dr. Lee, while pulling down his hand, said, “Calm down. Listen to me. I’ll start counting and count to three, and you’ll wake up.” Ready? One, two, three! Wake up! I’m sorry.
“Ah…” The eyes opened up, stood up and sweated like a drowning man suddenly breathed fresh air and breathed aloud.
Dr. Lee gave him a glass of water, “Are you okay? I’m sorry.
“What did I just see? Sorry, I can’t remember. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee looked at the notebook, and he said, “You saw a sugary vinegar ribs falling out of the sky, and then the ribs turned into a spider, and it grew fast after you hit it hard, and you got sick of it. That’s probably it. I’m sorry.
“It doesn’t sound so scary, why do I feel so scared all over?” I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee closed the notebook and said, “What you see in your dreams is often a reflection of what you really fear inside. I’m sorry.
Stand up, walk to the window, and think, “If a spider represents something ugly, will the first reaction hit it, and will it prove that the ocean is a man with a strong sense of justice, but does it mean that the spider is not strong enough?” I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee is looking back at the rest of the ocean.
“But there’s always something wrong. Dr. Lee wrinkled and said, “Mr. Ho said that if a patient’s interpretation is blocked, he needs to know more from the real world. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee came to Wangyang and said, “You had to keep hypnotizing to get closer to your mind, but you don’t seem to be in a good state. How about tomorrow? I’m sorry.
Quiet and noding.
Dr. Lee goes on to say, “I need to know you more, so I’m going to ask you a few questions next time, okay?”
An hour later, when Wangyang left, Dr. Lee looked at the responses recorded on the notebook and knocked on the penpoles, all of which were running accounts of what had recently happened to Wangyang, from which Dr. Lee wanted to find out if there was a source of stimuli, but unfortunately he did not see anything.
4
At three o’clock in the middle of the night, the sea woke up once again, and although it was not clear what it was like in a dream, the twilight was still on the body, but it was only this twilight that was filled with anger and a little obnoxious. He did not know why it was still sweating.
He decided to stop thinking and go back to sleep while it was light.
The next day, as usual, he worked in the morning and went to deliver meals to his mother at noon.
As soon as the door to the ward was opened, the old man Li was sitting next to his mother and was talking to her, and saw Wangyang come and stand on his side.
Wang Ying just wanted to speak, and a doctor shot him on the shoulder, “You’re his family. I’m sorry.
When the water drops, they follow the doctor, and the old man picks it up and whispers, “Let me feed your mother.” I’m sorry.
When Wangyang heard what he said, he looked back, and accidentally did not rebut it, but turned around and went on going out.
Doctors outside the room told Wangyang that his mother ‘ s condition was not promising and that she needed to prepare for a long struggle against the disease.
The waning ocean covered his face and some of his weak spots noded his head.
“In addition, the cost of hospitalization has been exhausted, so please go to the front desk and make up for the later period. “The doctor spoke to Wangyang before he left.
“Good. * I’m not sure if I’m going to do this *
Pull out a cigarette, go to the end of the corridor, open the window, smoke it out of the window and spit out the depression. Looking at a man on the road who’s running for survival, there’s a sense of confusion.
When she entered the ward, the mother finished her meal and Li saw Wangyang come, somewhat uncomfortable and left after a few minutes.
Wangyang saw the old man leave in peace, and said nothing, but his head was suffocating and he packed the kegs.
Yoko, mother whispered.
Rise and shine.
“I think my hair’s a little messy. Can you brush Mom’s hair? I’m sorry.
The ocean picks up the wood combs on the table, sits behind the mother and carefully closes her hair, with many white hairs mixed with yellow hair.
“Mom, you’re old. @Ambassah: #Jan25
“It’s not for your labour, it’s for the disease. “Mother stomps on her legs and says,
Wangyang didn’t say anything. Sneak, keep combing.
In the afternoon, Wangyang returned to the strange hypnotic room, where he was still received by Dr. Lee, but this time his wife was there.
“I sent her to better understand your condition. She can wait outside the room when the treatment starts. Dr. Lee explained:
As in the previous time, there were only two people in the quiet room, sitting on the couch, and Dr. Lee routinely produced a metronome and a watch.
With the numbers read out of Dr. Lee’s mouth, Wangyang fell asleep again.
“What did you see this time? Dr. Lee takes out the notebook.
Wrinkled and wrinkled, “This is my own house. I’m standing in my living room. I’m sorry.
“What’s around?”
“The furniture, the electrical, etc. There’s a girl in the corner. I’m sorry.
“Girls? Dr. Lee looked up and looked at the ocean, “Who is she?” I’m sorry.
“I don’t know, she’s long, she’s worn out and she’s standing against me in the corner of the wall. I’m sorry.
“See who she is. Dr. Lee ordered.
In a breath, he approached the girl step by step, slowly reached out his hand and grabbed her shoulder a little bit.
The dirty face is the top five, which is far from the terrible face anticipated in Wangyang’s heart.
“Who is she?” Dr. Lee asks.
“I don’t know, I don’t know. I’m sorry.
“No way, a man can’t dream of a stranger. She must be someone you’ve seen! Think of who she is. Dr. Lee feels like he’s trying to grab all of this, and he says so in a hurry.
Wrinkled, “No, I really don’t recognize her. I’m sorry.
And suddenly, it’s just another tremor.
Dr. Lee asked.
“The girl laughed at me and opened her arms to hug me. I’m sorry.
“Are you afraid?” Dr. Lee continues.
While looking at the innocent smile of girls and animals, it’s weird, with their heads down, trying to awaken themselves, and staring at a bunch of black-pressed things at their feet.
With their heads raised in fear, it was discovered that the girl’s hair had grown long and that the black on her feet was her growing hair.
Upon rising, it was discovered that its hair had climbed on its wrists and ankles and bound itself like a rope.
Dr. Lee, who saw the difference, continues to communicate with him.
“What happened? I’m sorry.
“Hair, her hair’s getting longer. Tie me up! ‘She is laughing, she laughs at me, I will kill her, and she is the source of all the pain.’ I’m sorry.
He fought hard against the raisins and went to the kitchen, where he knew there were full knives.
He moved step by step to the kitchen and drew a fruit knife from the table.
He looked back a little bit, and he had a sharp knife in his hand, and he jumped at the girl.
“Ah… no, help me! @Ambassah: #Jan25
Dr. Lee held Wangyang’s shoulder, “What’s wrong? What’s wrong?”
“I went to the kitchen to get the knife, I tried to kill the monster, but when I stabbed her in the body, there was no blood coming out, and it was all hair! “The whole body was full of hair!” These hairs bind me! Help! Help!
“The same end in chains! Dr. Lee is wrinkled and reluctantly, but the sea is unstable. “I count to three, you wake up! I’m sorry.
With Dr. Lee reading to San, Wangyang woke up again, staring at him, breathing heavily and shaking his hands on his own, as if he were a man for the rest of his life.
“What is this? * With your hands on your face, your head on the sofa, it’s almost gone *
Dr. Lee told Wang Yang about the dream.
“So you know what happened to me?” What is the root cause? Why I keep having nightmares like this. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee’s right hand covered the water pen, and the eyebrow was somewhat artificially locked, opening the door to the door and inviting his wife to come in and sit back in the high back chair.
Dr. Lee looked over the notes and looked up at the couple for a long time.
“Well, from these two hypnosis effects, Mr. Wang is under some kind of enormous pressure. Spiders, long-haired girl monsters, all represent ugly things. Mr. Wang, you want to remove them, which means you’re really a responsible, just person. I’m sorry.
“Yes, my husband has a sense of responsibility, and he has been very kind to his mother. “The wife’s interposition.
Dr. Lee noded, “That’s right, you’re a good man, but your mother is suffering from illness, which makes you feel very painful and powerless, so your dream will be repeated. I’m sorry.
“What am I supposed to do?” There’s frustration.
Dr. Lee struck the note with the tip of the pen, “Relax your heart, understand that something is not your decision. It is your duty to be with your mother and to take care of her as much as you can, and if you can, you will not have any more psychological burden. I’m sorry.
It’s a deep breath.
“You must put your heart down. Your mother’s illness is not your fault. Your own guilt towards your mother has become your demon. If you don’t put it down, it’s not just you, it’s people around you. Dr. Lee tried to convince Wangyang.
“Honey, I’ll be with you with Mom. Don’t have any mental burden. It’s hard for me. “The wife is on the side of the road.
There are a few desperate nods in Wangyang.
When Dr. Lee wrote what he wrote, he said, “I’ll give you some antidepressants, remember what I said, and you’ve done your best, so don’t put any pressure on yourself. I’m sorry.
Dr. Lee closed his notebook and took care of another patient in his absence.
5
When Ho sailed off the plane and returned, he was very worried that his half-scrambled student would misdiagnose his condition when he knew that Li was away from the patient.
Go back to the hypnotic room, where you are familiar, and put your coat on the hanger and go to the top of the back. Little Lee stood by in peace.
“How many patients have I left without you?” @Asam: #Jan25
“Both, and all. Little Lee’s brows were raised, and one of the words was filled with satisfaction.
“Bring me a note. “What is this?
LEE presented her notes, explaining: “A woman who has long insomnia, whose hypnosis is recorded on the first page, after which I diagnosed, according to her, that she wanted to forgive the anxiety caused by the return of her cheating husband, who could not reach her heart, the solution was…”
“What’s with this one called Wangyang?” @Ambassah: #Jan25 #Jan25
“Oh, this patient is a little special, and his hypnotic dreams are some crazy things that are out of the ordinary, like the ribs, the spiders, the chicks, the monsters, and so on. “It’s easy for Li to say.
Ho Hao did not speak, looked at the hypnotic record of the ocean, and took another note of what had happened recently.
Ho’s eyebrows are a little locked up.
“Mr. Ho, what’s the problem? “Li thinks Ho-shang’s face is a bit different.
“Sensei Ho…” and Xiao Li called again and said, “He’s got a negative move out of his hand, and Li knows that this is how to shut him up.
Ho Hak re-reads all the records about the ocean, and for a long time, “What was your diagnosis of him?” @Ambassah: #Jan25
Looking at Ho Sa ‘ s more serious face, Li was a bit confused and replied with a bit of stupefy: “He was a filial son, who I diagnosed as suffering from severe illness and suffering when I saw the mother suffering, and was unable to cope with it, causing psychological distress. I’m sorry.
“What about your advice to him? I’m sorry.
“I, I suggest he spend more time with his mother and try not to blame himself. I’m sorry.
Ho, get up and put on a windcoat, “Go, you’ll be able to reach the patient. I’ll see him in person. I’m sorry.
Little Liton was a little panicky, “Sir, is there something wrong with my diagnosis? I’m sorry.
“Yes, you ignore an important question. I’m sorry.
“What is it? I’m sorry.
“Humanity! I’m sorry.
5
The first meeting between Ho and Wangyang took place at the police station. Because Wang Yang is involved in a murder.
And when Ho Gai and Xiao Li arrived, the sea was not out, and there was only a waiting wife.
She briefly described the history of the incident, which had originally been coordinated by Wangyang as a witness.
The deceased was the mother of Wangyang, and the perpetrator was the old man named Lee.
It turns out that it was close to noon today that when Wangyang came to visit her mother, she was taken for a walk by old men.
In the middle of the day, he was found near a large hospital, where he was last seen in a remote artificial lake, where his mother was pushed down by the old man in a wheelchair. When Wangyang found it, he jumped off the lake, but it was late.
After that, Wangyang called the police and the old man was caught. He confessed to his crimes and tried to use his lunchtime to make a false impression that Tai had fallen into the water herself. As for his motive, it was the beneficiary’s insurance policy with his name.
“I didn’t expect Wangyang’s mother to die but to end her life in this way. Little Lee said, “The waning ocean must have been devastated.” I’m sorry.
Wangyang’s wife even lamented, “Yes, he’s not well. I’m a little worried about him, but he’s been quiet ever since he cried. I’m sorry.
They’re talking. Wangyang came out of there.
“The police are done. Let’s go home. * * * * * * * I don’t know *
Dr. Lee, what are you doing here? I’m sorry.
Xiao Li was stopped by Ho’s sail when he was about to speak, saying, “We are only looking at the patient, and there is nothing else. I didn’t know that Mr. Wang was suffering from such a change. I’m sorry.
Wangyang looked at the sails with a sincere smile and did not respond, but pulled his wife out of the police station quickly.
When Ho Hao and Li returned to the hypnotic room, Li asked, “Why didn’t you tell Wang the truth when you said the diagnosis was wrong? I’m sorry.
On the couch, “It may not be necessary. I’m sorry.
Little Liton went on to say, “Sir, I want to know what’s wrong with me.” I’m sorry.
He has squeezed his nose, looked out the window, and said, “Did you not see anything from the currents that do things every day?” I’m sorry.
Little Lee shakes his head.
“April 3rd afternoon, the first hypnosis, what were you doing before the ocean?” He was feeding his mother, and in the afternoon his dreams were related to food. I’m sorry.
“On April 4th, the second hypnosis, before the ocean came, gave his mother hair, and his afternoon scene was connected to his hair. I’m sorry.
After that, why did you turn around and look at Li again? I’m sorry.
“It’s…” Little Lee’s head is so tight, it feels something in his heart and it’s all blurry.
“What do you think the spiders of the wild dreams stand for? Question:
“Ugly things. I’m sorry.
“Specificly. I’m sorry.
“The pain and suffering of my mother. I’m sorry.
What happened to the spider? I’m sorry.
Little Lee thought, “Sweet Jell-O? I’m sorry.
“What’s your favorite food?” “And suddenly there was no reason to ask.
“Uh, evaporated herring. Lee replied.
“Who did this?”
“My mom. I’m sorry.
Ho-soo exclaims, “A man’s taste is often nurtured by the closest person, so guess whose hand is the favorite sugar veggie bone of the ocean?” I’m sorry.
Little Lee Moe heads down and starts to think.
He went on to say, “The girl in the second dream, who wanted to embrace the ocean, meant that she knew the ocean, but it didn’t recognize her. Can you guess who she was?” I’m sorry.
Little Li’s eyes were filled with panic and murmurs: “Is it when Mother Wang was young?” I’m sorry.
“He may not have seen pictures of his mother when she was young.” I’m sorry.
“Mother, silk, hair, shackles. Little Lee suddenly looked up and said, “Does he feel that his mother’s love is a bond inside?” Little Lee stood up, “Is that true?” Isn’t love the greatest emotion in the world? Anyone else feel bound? I’m sorry.
Ho has taken a sip of tea from the tea table: “I have a friend who, because of his age, his father was long away, and the mother took care of the child, and raised the child so hard that his mother became the head of the family that everything had to be listened to. My friend has a little bit of disagreement with the mother, and her mother will give her what she will do to the child at an early age, how she will describe it, and my friend will only compromise. My friend told me more than once that he was depressed by his mother and that he wanted to escape from the house. “It was said that his mother raised him with great hardship.” I’m sorry.
“That’s why Wangyang should be bound by this love and reward. “Li’s saying,
“You have answered your own questions. It’s wrong to say the word “should” and to give the old man a seat on the bus. Respect for the old and the dear and the young is a traditional virtue, and we should abide by it, but only if we are willing and willing to give it, which is virtue, and if we are unwilling to let it be a moral kidnapping. I’m sorry.
“A love is great because it does not seek reward and selflessness, and does not it change if it becomes a shackles of coercion? I’m sorry.
Little Lee scratched his head a little bit, “Well, I let him stay with his mother.” I’m sorry.
“That’s not the worst part! @save_save: #save
“The most terrible thing is that there was a killing machine in the dream, a brick, a dagger. I’m sorry.
“Do you want to kill your mother?” “Li was surprised by what he said.
“It’s not entirely true that this idea may be deeply hidden in the subconscious of the ocean, which is exhausted by the fact that the cost of the ocean mother is a bottomless hole, and by the fact that the mother has reduced her body to the cost of raising it. Wangyang is a builder on the site, and his family is not rich, and two sons are in need of money, and he is under pressure to keep his mind from the idea that “a mother should die.” I’m sorry.
Ho has caused a chill to Little Li and he has taken tea and drank it for a while.
“Li, don’t be so afraid. Wangyang is kind, or he won’t forget the content of his dream every time. It’s his own way of resisting, and he has reason not to allow himself to think like this. I’m sorry.
It was as if Li had thought of something and suddenly asked, “Will he kill his mother?” I’m sorry.
“How could an old man who admitted that he pushed his wife into the water? But as soon as it was over, the eyes became dark, “It’s just that I didn’t know if I had the best of my ability to save his mother in the second he went down.” I’m sorry.
And Ho Saa lamented, and looked out of the window: “Mankind is far from as good as you imagined. It is like a cosmopolitan abyss, staring at every man who has lost or lost his profits in order to survive, and pulling into the night forever without their attention. I’m sorry.
By Mr. Liu
I don’t know.
Keep your eyes on the road.
