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Chapter 78 Stop Losing Weight!

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    Should I drink this soup?

    Zhou Ze frowned slightly, then put down the bowl, looked at Wang Ke, and Wang Ke's wife.

    Wang Ke's wife took a chair and sat down, then kneaded her heels and complained:

    "Husband, my heel is still not healed."

    "Who told you to be so careless, you are lucky if your bones are fine."

    Wang Ke carefully observed his wife's heels, smiled, and said:

    "You'd better go back to your room to rest first, don't run outside these days, it's really hard to see you walking on tiptoes all the time, and you're still wearing high heels."

    "All right, all right, isn't it just to make yourself look good so that you can see it more comfortably at home?"

    The woman rolled her eyes at her husband, then smiled at Zhou Ze, "You guys talk, I'll go up first."

    After the woman left, Wang Ke pointed to the bowl that Zhou Ze had just put down, and reminded:

    "The soup is getting cold."

    Zhou Ze took out a cigarette and lit it, not caring that it was someone else's house, so he smoked it on his own.

    After a while, Zhou Ze asked:

    "What's the meaning?"

    "It's because of the excitement." Wang Ke shook his head, then pointed to the pot of broth, and said, "Did you think that the pot of broth was filled with human flesh?"

    Zhou Ze didn't speak.

    Wang Ke also took out a cigarette, lit it with the fire on the gas stove, and said:

    "This is a psychological suggestion. Everyone will encounter this kind of psychological suggestion more or less in daily life. For example, you just left the house, and suddenly an aunt next to her told her child to lock the door after leaving, otherwise  The house will be stolen.

    You will subconsciously reflect on whether you have closed the door, and then keep recalling and entangled, and finally run back to see with your own eyes whether the door is closed or not.

    This is relatively common and simple, and a little more advanced is to achieve this effect through continuous side operations through the behavior and consciousness of psychological suggestion again and again.

    For example, you think I actually boiled a pot of human broth in my kitchen and dare not drink it.  "

    Wang Ke shrugged,

    "Is it ridiculous? Yes, it is ridiculous, but you believe it. This is the most ridiculous thing, but it is also the most normal thing."

    Zhou Ze asked, "Is this also part of the treatment?"

    Wang Ke shook his head, "No, this is not a disease, we psychologists rarely call psychological problems 'disease', this is your own knot.

    Just like why you think I can cook human flesh, this kind of psychological suggestion has actually been going on for a long time, such as my wife who always likes to go out to have her hair done, but her hairstyle hasn't changed much when she comes back.

    What do you think I have the motive to kill her?

    I was green, she found a man outside, and put a cute green hat on me.  "

    "cute¡­¡­¡­¡­"

    "Well, the adjective cute can be ignored for now, but it is undeniable that this is the biggest hint that you mistakenly think that I cook my wife's meat at home.

    Because you think I already knew about this, which I did, and then you take it for granted that I'm going to be angry, well, I am.

    After this, you think I have a motive to kill her and eat her meat, because I should vent my anger in this way.

    Of course, there are some auxiliary hints, such as my identity, my biggest hobby is to cook a big pot of broth at home that I can¡¯t finish by myself, the reason is just to meet the conditions when I was a child in the orphanage  It's a pity that it's not good enough to eat meat.

    This kind of contrast makes it difficult for you to admit it, and your brain will naturally begin to form your own thinking, a thinking that you think can be explained.

    That is what we often say, what you think of as the "truth" is like many melon eaters on the Internet. A very simple incident can often be used by some interested people to hype and ferment, and it is also based on this reason.

    There is Shakespeare in everyone's heart, and there is also Sherlock Holmes.  "

    Wang Ke picked up a piece of meat with chopsticks, dipped it into the sauce dish, and then put it into his mouth, chewing with his eyes closed.

    "Do you really want to eat it? It's delicious. When I was a child in the orphanage, I remember you often competed with me for meat."

    "In the end, you left me your chicken legs." Zhou Ze said.

    "Haha, who told you to be younger than me, who told you"Finger?"  "

    "No."

    "Don't look down on brother." Wang Ke suddenly said seriously.

    Zhou Ze shook his head.

    "Everyone has their own difficulties, and my brother doesn't want to, but I can see it."

    "I'm leaving, thank you for today's diagnosis."

    "You're welcome, as I said, I won't look for you again in the future, but you can come to me anytime if you have anything to do."

    After being sent off by Wang Ke, Zhou Ze walked out of his house and turned his head to look at the balcony on the second floor of his house. Little Lolita was not there.

    Yes,

    It's impossible for little Lolita to be here, she should have gone to Rongcheng with the faceless girl and other ghost messengers.

    After taking a taxi and getting in the car, the driver turned around and said, "Dude, where are you going?"

    "Where is the most unclean, send me there."

    Zhou Ze felt that he should take the initiative to go out and find something to do and make some achievements.

    "Hey, brother is a writer? Go out to find inspiration?"

    "That's right."

    "Success, I really know a place."

    The driver patted his chest and promised to help Zhou Ze find a good place. That place has become very evil recently, and most people dare not pass there at night.

    Then,

    The driver sent Zhou Ze to the door of "Late Night Bookstore".

    The damned crow reappeared, croaking slowly through the air, and it seemed to be very good at flying out when it was most needed.

    The breeze blew the fallen leaves, and they swirled under Zhou Ze's feet, making a "sough" sound.

    Zhou Ze turned his head and glanced at the taxi that had gone away,

    Suddenly I felt that I should talk to Xu Qinglang about the relocation.

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    Pushing open the bedroom door, Wang Ke walked into the bedroom. His wife was lying on the bed and playing with her mobile phone. When she saw her husband coming, she changed into a graceful posture.

    "Is he gone?"

    "Well, let's go." Wang Ke sat down by the bed with a smile, reached out to touch his wife's cheek, and said:

    "You are thin, too thin, it doesn't taste good."

    "Deadly, you men are all like this. You also want your wife to be in good shape to save face when you take her out, and you want your wife to have some flesh in bed to make you comfortable."

    "Older, too fine meat, stuffy teeth."

    Speaking,

    Wang Ke stretched out his fingers and picked out some shredded meat from between his teeth.

    "Don't lose weight." (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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