Although Jiang Hao's performances and words are very touching, this may not allow a normal woman, especially a woman with a strong alertness, to be open to embrace a man and be a vicious man.

The reason why Jiang Hao asked Halle to give him a hug is to experiment with one thing, that is, whether Halle is mentally ill.

In his introduction of the clown girl, he found that some people mentioned that the clown girl may also have mental illness, which is a kind of psychological disease called 'pathological interdependence syndrome'. '.

The manifestation of this disease is some normal emotions such as compassion, pain, anger, sadness, etc. For them, the feeling is particularly intense, so they are often in a state of anxiety, irrationality, and emotional disorder.

Such people feel that they have a mission and think they should make the people around them happy. If they can't do this, they will feel unhappy.

Of course, in many cases, this kind of psychology is only for a specific group of people.

By embracing this little experiment, Jiang Hao has determined that the clown girl may really have this kind of psychological problem. The original rumor that "the Arkham mental hospital is sick from doctors to patients" seems to be true .

Jiang Hao got up, his face became very calm, and changed his previous fragility, which made Halli stunned and even a little overwhelmed.

"Okay, let's stop here today." Jiang Hao said coldly.

I don't know why, Halle felt a sense of emptiness in her heart, and squeezed out a smile, "Then I asked the security guard to take you back, we will talk again next time."

Jiang Hao didn't look at her, and there was no change in her cold face.

One of the magic weapons of the scum man picking up the girl, showing charm, suddenly hot and cold, making the woman unpredictable.

After leaving the conversation room, Halle returned to her office. When a female colleague saw her back, she immediately came over and asked curiously: "Hally, how are you meeting the clown, is he crazy?"

Halle listened to her colleagues talking about clowns, but they didn't know why they felt a little unhappy. All of them thought that the clowns were lunatics, a devil. Everyone hated him for fearing him, but no one really knew him.

"Fortunately, he is not crazy, and we have a good conversation." Halle replied politely.

"Really, he could chat quietly, don't you be fooled by Halli, he is the most dangerous existence in this mental hospital. I think your idea of ??treating him is too impractical, he should be directly The sentence of electrocution is only right, "the female colleague said chatteringly.

Halle grew more irritable and stood up to pack up. "I'm leaving work, goodbye."

Walked out of the office building, drove away from Arkham Psychiatric Hospital, outside the Gotham City, drove back to her home for half an hour, and lay on the bed. On the way, all of her brains were in contact with the clown. It still is.

What's wrong with myself?

Halle rushed into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and took a shower. After the bath, she felt better, but at night, in the dream, she dreamed of the clown again, and her sad eyes made her heart beat faster.

Finally, she woke up from the dream, not because she saw the clown in fear, but because her heart was beating too fast and her breathing was fast.

The next day.

Halle applied again to see the clown. This time she made a request not to be in the cold meeting room.

The cold lights, the cold walls, and the cold iron seat table made her feel that it was not healing, but interrogation.

She is not comfortable, how could the clown be comfortable?

She asked for a soft recliner in the normal treatment room. The director frowned at Halli's request. "You know, the clown is very dangerous. I'm afraid he will hurt you."

"I contacted him yesterday. I don't think he will. In fact, he can communicate normally. We said to be good friends." Harley said.

The unbelievable expression on either face of the Lord, "Friend, you and the clown?"

"Why, isn't it possible? My university tutor once taught me to try to make friends with each other so that I can really understand his heart, which will help the treatment." Harley said.

"But that's a normal patient, he's a clown," the director said.

"I think so."

The director had no choice but to spread his hand. "If you insist, I can approve, but you need to sign a disclaimer. If the clown is injured, the hospital is not responsible."

"No problem." Halle agreed readily.

Jiang Hao was taken to the treatment room, lying on a comfortable leather recliner, and looking at the surrounding furnishings. This is a normal treatment room, much better than yesterday's talk room.

Harlem wore an OL skirt, a doctor's white coat, a folder in his hand, single ponytail black frame glasses, smiled at Jiang Hao, and sat on the seat next to Jiang Hao.

At this moment, Jiang Hao reminded me of the scene where Chen Yongren was treated by a female psychologist. By the way, in that movie, did Chen Yongren and the female doctor do it?

"Is it more comfortable than yesterday, I applied for it." Halle smiled at Jiang Hao.

Jiang Hao moved his corset, "It would be better without them."

Halle said helplessly: "I mentioned it, but they absolutely disagree, and I can't help it."

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows, "can understand."

"How did you sleep last night?" Halle said the opening remarks.

"Can I say bad?" Jiang Hao said.

For a moment, Hallie felt that the man in front of her had never given an answer according to common sense.

"why not?"

"The single room of 10 square meters is cold and lonely, the faucet is broken, and it keeps dripping.

"Have you not slept all night?"

"Yes, I didn't sleep. I always felt someone cut my wrist and he was tickling and bleeding."

"Otherwise, you sleep here for a while."

"Can you tell me your story, I think this will help sleep." Jiang Hao said.

Halle twitched a little, and then told about his childhood story, friends playing with girlfriends and friends, elementary and middle school.

Jiang Hao didn't speak. He seemed to be listening with his eyes closed. He seemed to be asleep again. Halle kept talking, and became more and more excited. Many things he never said to others on weekdays were spoken here.

When she finally finished, she felt very comfortable and often sighed with relief.

"Are you asleep?" Halle asked quietly.

Jiang Hao closed his eyes and replied: "No, I have been listening."

Halle calmed down and suddenly smiled, "My psychology teacher said that the best treatment for mental illness is to talk, we have practiced, but I never really told everyone everything I wanted to say, today I spoke unscrupulously what I thought, and I felt so comfortable. It turned out that the teacher was right. "

Halle didn't realize that her role and Jiang Hao had quietly attacked and defended the eccentric position.

The third day.

When Halle treated Jiang Hao again, the two had already talked and laughed. Halle told Jiang Hao some interesting things now, and Jiang Hao told Halle some interesting paragraphs, making Halle laugh.

In the process, the two became more and more familiar, and Halle became less and less alert to Jiang Hao, and on this day, Jiang Hao made another scumbag move.

He used the "Charm Burst" skill on Halle. Occasionally, the two looked at each other, and Halle felt his body was numb, and his ears were heart-warming.

"Don't move!" Jiang Hao said softly.

Halle suddenly froze, "What's wrong?"

"Why should you dress like this, with single ponytails and black-framed glasses? In fact, if you take off your glasses and untie your hair, they will look very beautiful."

Jiang Hao said, reaching out to take off his glasses from Halle's face, grabbing the head rope and pulling it gently, Halle's brown hair suddenly fell off.

"It's much prettier now." Jiang Hao nodded.

Halle was startled. "Aren't you wearing a corset? How did your hand come out?"

Jiang Hao's mouth twitched a smile, and his hand retracted into his corset. "To tell you the truth, this kind of thing can't trap me at all. The reason why I still wear it is just to let you feel at ease."

Halle looked at Jiang Hao, and felt that the man in front of him was really intimate. He took care of his feelings so much that he always suffered himself in order to fear himself.

...

Halle returned home and made a simple dinner. After lying in bed, she could not toss and turn to sleep, all clowns in her mind.

She feels that she is in love.

Yes, she was hopelessly in love with the clown. She knew it was dangerous and incredible, but she understood her feelings and could not control it.

"God, this is crazy!"

Halle covered her face with a quilt.

In the dream,

She saw the clown again, and after a long time Halle woke up, gasping for breath, and then feeling something, hurried into the bathroom.

The next day she came to the lunatic asylum and couldn't wait to see the clown again and let people arrange a treatment room. But it was not long. Halle got a reply from the staff. The clown said that she did not plan to treat today.

Halle was stunned. "No treatment, why?"

The staff whispered, "He is a clown, who knows what he wants to do." He turned and left.

On this day, Halle spent her time in a trance. She felt like an abandoned pet dog without her owner.

...

At the mental hospital restaurant, people were having lunch and queuing for meals. The clown came with a plate. Many people saw him quietly avoiding it. After playing, Jiang Hao came to his usual seat. This is his exclusive seat , But no one dared to sit beside him.

In Gotham City, he is the king of the underground, and in the Black Gate prison, he is also the king. When he arrived at the Arkham mental hospital, he is still the king of mental illness. Although there are many ruthless and even mutants here, none of them are willing to provoke clown.

After eating, there are two hours of free time, which is similar to the prison mode. In the lounge, everyone has a variety of fun. They have different ways of having fun. Some watch TV, some play cards, and some play. Beat people.

"Bang ~!"

A handsome guy was punched into the corner by a strong man, and his nose suddenly spurted blood. This was not over yet. The strong guy went up and beat the dummy guy, and beat very hard. Jiang Hao even heard the sound of broken bones.

The beaten guy did n’t resist or call for help, so he silently endured, and finally, the beaten up was beaten paralyzed on the ground, and the beater seemed tired. This stopped the game, but other people were common to this. .

Jiang Hao walked over and squatted in front of the mess ~ www.novelhall.com ~ why did you come in? "

The bruised face of this guy was swollen, and he tried to open his eyes. When he saw that he was a clown, he was stunned for a while, and then said: "It is because of self-harm and hurt the police."

"You have self-recovery ability?" Jiang Hao saw this from the performance of this guy.

"Yes, I once ate an octopus, and I was so confused that I was not afraid of hitting or hurting me. I couldn't die from serious injuries. I could recover after two or three days. "" Woo Lian said alas.

"There are no useless people in this world, trust me!"

"Oh, why did that guy just hit you?" Jiang Hao asked again.

"He's called Iron Fist. He used to be a mercenary. He always said that power is axiom. He has a hobby of beating people. Anyway, I'm not afraid to fight, so I let him fight."

Fuck, it's so cheap.

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