Chapter 787

Hearing the speech, Zhuang Long's face changed, some silent and dignified.

"Can I be cured of this?"

Zhuang long frankly accepts the fact that he has schizophrenia. Now he just wants to know whether his illness can be cured.

The doctor said, "I personally think it's OK."

Zhuang Long's eyes brightened, "how to treat?"

The doctor said, "you have to face up to your past and figure out what happened in the past. As long as you remember everything and overcome the fear, there is no need for the existence of the para personality."

It's easy to say, but it's not easy to do.

Zhuang long felt that the hope was slim. He asked the doctor, "can hypnosis remind me?"

"In your case, hypnosis doesn't work."

So let him find out the truth and overcome his fear.

…

When he left the hospital, Zhuang long completely took off his cool face. He was calm, sitting in the driver's seat, holding the hands of the steering wheel, and trembling uncontrollably.

After watching that surveillance video, Zhuang longcai really touched the truth of his divorce with Xiaoli.

It turns out that divorce is his last move to protect their mother and son.

Zhuang long felt absurd.

How could this happen?

He put one hand to his lips and bit his index finger with his teeth. He felt uneasy and frightened.

When Zhuang long came home, his face was very ugly.

Xiaomeng and Zhuang Qilin are worried about him when they find out something different about him. Xiaomeng asks him what happened. Zhuang long only says that he didn't sleep well last night and needs to make up for it.

Xiaomeng knows that Zhuang long is fooling himself. She can see her son's miserable appearance and can't bear to continue to ask“ Then you have a good rest... "Xiaomeng finished, and saw Zhuang long go upstairs. Zhuang Qilin hesitated and ran up the stairs.

He unscrewed the door on the third floor and saw Zhuang long lying on the bed.

In the summer, he hid himself in the quilt, and Zhuang Qilin felt very hot for him. Zhuang Qilin sat beside the bed and poked a finger on the bulge of the bed“ Hello... "

Zhuang long said, "don't poke, man is dead."

Zhuang Qilin doesn't believe in evil and continues to poke.

Zhuang long was so annoyed by him that he had no choice but to lift the quilt and look at the ceiling like a dead fish. Zhuang Qilin lay next to him, a big body, a small body, lying together, especially warm. Zhuang long twisted his head and looked at a small face close at hand. Like Zhuang Qilin before, he poked his face with a finger.

Zhuang Qilin brushed his fingers.

Zhuang long continues to poke.

Zhuang Qilin gave a Tut, rolled his eyes and asked him, "are you childish?"

Zhuang long said, "I feel bad."

Zhuang Qilin

Zhuang long shows weakness, and Zhuang Qilin is embarrassed to hurt his little soul again. He turned over to face his father. He held Zhuang Long's finger and asked him in a dull voice, "what's the matter with you? Where on earth have you been today? "

"... hospital." He decided not to hide it from Zhuang Qilin.

Zhuang Qilin actually said, "I really went to the hospital..." he had already guessed.

Zhuang long was surprised. "Do you know I'm going?"

"Well."

"You're so smart. You're smarter than me."

"After all, one wave is stronger than another. The front wave was shot dead on the beach."

Zhuang long has nothing to say.

"After listening to what you said last night, I thought I might be ill. I went to see the doctor today and found that I was really ill."

"What's wrong?"

"Schizophrenia."

Zhuang Qilin, oh, it's no surprise.

Zhuang long asked him, "you've already guessed, haven't you?"

"Mom told me." Zhuang Qilin said, "Mom just told me about it some time ago. Before, I only knew that something was wrong with you, but I didn't know what happened to you. Mom said that you have multiple personalities. I went to Google after that. It's very troublesome. "

After listening to his son's words, Zhuang long can't help but ask the questions in his heart“ Are you afraid when you're alone with me? "

Zhuang Qilin's body seems to be stiff for a while.

Zhuang Long's eyes sank when he found out.

He thought of some past events that he had ignored. He said in a deep voice, "your mother didn't allow me to meet you before, just for fear that I would hurt you, right?"

Zhuang Qilin did not answer.

Zhuang long knew he was right.

It turns out that this is the real reason why Xiaoli doesn't allow herself to get close to her children.

Zhuang long always thinks that Xiao Li is mean to that woman. After the divorce, he will be deprived of the chance to meet his son. Now I know that there is such an amazing truth behind this incident.

"What are you thinking?" Zhuang Long's silence makes Zhuang Qilin feel uncomfortable.

Zhuang Qilin still likes that cheerful, joking and funny dad. He's not used to such a silent dad.

Zhuang long said, "I'm thinking that your mother is right."

"What?"

"She was right not to allow me to see you." Zhuang long thought of helping Ji Yinbing move that time, he even abetted little Molly to commit a crime, he now recalled, only feel afraid. He was afraid of getting along with Zhuang Qilin and that he would hurt him.

"Qilin, listen to your father. You can go back with your mother this afternoon."

Zhuang Qilin's small face lengthened, and he said, "I don't know."

"Kylin, be obedient and go back with your mother. Dad will be a little busy and have no time to take care of you during this period of time. "

"You're driving me away. You're afraid you'll hurt me." Zhuang Qilin's heart is like a mirror. He hugs his father like an octopus. He played a small temperament, he said, "I will not leave you, my mother let me come to accompany you, my mother and I believe you will not really hurt us."

"Just like that night, you always wake up, you never hurt us."

Zhuang long suddenly collapsed and roared, "that's a fluke!"

Zhuang Qilin was so frightened by the sudden roar of Zhuang long that he couldn't speak.

Zhuang long also realized that he was out of control and scared the children. He sprang up, sat down by the bed and put his hand around his head. Zhuang Qilin sat up with him, kneeling on the bed and gazing silently at Zhuang Long's sad figure.

"Dad..."

Zhuang long said, "Qilin, go back with your mother, OK?" The man's words, more than a trace of pray for the meaning.

Zhuang Qilin's shoulder collapsed and whispered, "OK."

…

Xiaoli felt like a banker just as he was about to have lunch.

She was driving directly from the company after work. She was wearing an orange red dress, her hair was covered, and she looked like an elite woman. As soon as she entered the room, Zhuang long saw her. He subconsciously stared at Xiaoli's neck.

Xiaoli's neck is smooth and white with no fingerprints.

Zhuang long thought of the harm he had inflicted on the woman and could not help clenching his fist.