Opening the door, a dirty smell of shit pee came to the fore.

Some of the people next to Suxin hurriedly retreated, either covered their noses and frowned or simply kowtowed.

Su Xin slightly frowned, this filth is a little witch compared with the disgust of the person's puppet who turned into a rotten corpse on her body.

The most important thing is that when the person has already smelled the smell, it means that the molecule has entered the respiratory system, and it is impossible to vomit it and then vomit.

In addition, unless you no longer enter the door, you will always face it.Why do you need to be clean?

Susin saw that in a mess, the young man who had once made her impressions was a little pale but generally handsome, looked at his father with a full face and a choking voice in her throat.

He put a towel in his mouth and covered his face with a smear.

Mr. Zheng hurried past, "Xiao Xing, this is the psychiatrist I invited, you have anything in your heart to say to them..." while pulling out the towel in your mouth, the situation erased his face carefully.

Zheng Xing turned his head and shouted, “Fuck me, I hate you, I hate you, you owe me, you owe me...”

He shouted several times, Mr. Zheng only replied, "Yes, Dad is not good..." and said to Susin: "Only, as long as he no longer stains gambling, as long as he no longer tainted gambling, whatever."

Susin asked, “How can I do this?”

“Well, as long as you don’t gamble, listen, whatever you want, I...”

Susin waved his hand and made it clear.

Shi Feng came over with a stool, and Susin sat down at the door.

She looked at the man, who was twenty-seven years old, and was almost as a child.

Who killed his growth?

Susin sat down, and Shi Feng drove the others out, closed the door, and stood beside him like a door god.

On the one hand, there are very important things to Suxin to verify, for fear that she will suddenly disappear, so he followed; on the other hand, she also wanted to see what was unique about her.

But the room was so bad, close the door and shut it, and waited outside.

Mr. Zheng began to tear himself and tell how easy it was to raise his eldest son alone, but no one listened to him.Even the heart to listen to listen also choose to automatically shield.

Zheng Xing's hands and feet were tied to the foot of the bed and wrapped in cloth where the chain came into contact with the skin.

When his father tore off the cotton towel in his mouth, he kept screaming and poking there, and all the words had only one meaning: everything was owed to him by his father, and everything was deserved.

Susin sensed that Zheng Xing's mental power fluctuations were very chaotic, but the tone was very single.

She tried to read the information in the other person's consciousness with her own thoughts, and unconsciously, the divine consciousness that hung in the sea of knowledge emitted a bright light, like a gentle tentacle, and her mind gently grasped those more active throbbing thoughts.

The information extraction is much smoother than before.

The food on the table must be the son to eat first, like to eat enough, do not like to stir the table.

A woman said, "This is not good for the child, the diet should be balanced, and if it cannot be good, it must be all possessed, and bad is wasted."

The father said, "He is just a child, you are an adult, how can you compare with the child?"

All the son's requirements, only need to say "if the mother is in the words, mother will not do this to me", whether it is to buy a toy game console or directly ask for money, the father did not agree.

A woman said, "This is not good for children, and they should know how to be restrained and grateful."

The father said, "He's just a child, his mother is not there, and if I don't be nice to him, others will plast my spine."

The son borrowed for the first time, there was still some fear in his heart, and he locked himself in the room.

As a result, my father went crazy and asked him if he owed money to someone else, so he didn't say anything to give him money, and gave a part to let him not wrong himself.

With the first time there was a second time and a third time, he found that he only needed to remain silent, to remain indifferent, and then to shut himself up in the room, and the father would automatically pay back the money.

The son felt that all this should be justified, and his father owed him.

He did not think that the money he borrowed was a big deal, but later, when he saw that his father began to teach himself, he found it difficult to accept.

Is this the one who completely obeys his love for his father?

It must be that the woman bewitched her father, or took a little money out, and really thought that she was the mistress of this family, and wanted to discipline herself?!

If it was her own mother, she would give him everything without reservation!

So he threw the woman out.

The father actually counted him for the first time, and he felt very unhappy, so he went to relax as usual.

Just borrowed some money, and his father became more and more fierce to him.

The son found that with his best silence, throwing his face, closing himself in the room, and moving the "mother" out of the trick, he felt extremely wronged, he just had fun, not just lost some money.Doesn’t that say everything is his?Was he wrong with his money?No, he was not wrong.

...

Susin found that the memory of the other party's entire life was only these shallow self-centered selfish consciousness, and had formed a fixed mode of thought, and the lack of art.

This is the sadness of Mr. Zheng, not Zheng Xing's own sorrow.

All his life, except to feel that the whole world owes him, there is nothing that can make him fight and yearn for it.

There is no possibility of guidance.

Since these deep-rooted thoughts affect his thoughts, if they are eliminated, will Zheng Xing be able to restore the original innocence?

The divine knowledge became a gentle tentacle, slowly dispelling those thoughts, and Zheng Xing's entire sea of consciousness became empty.

Susin withdrew his knowledge and suddenly felt a faint feeling of disbelief.

The heart was shocked, hurriedly calm, reticulated, and found that the divine knowledge was bleak, and the energy in the spiritual sea also reached the bottom.

She took out a few sips of the brewed ginseng tea, and as the energy wisps converged, that sense of weakness weakened a little.

Xiao Yu quietly watched her die in the spirit... Oh, it should be said that let her explore herself, and the experience that she summed up with her own personal lessons is the most reliable.

Fortunately, this is only a simple-minded person, if you meet those who are complex or even extremely toxic, she will suffer a big loss this time.

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