"I am your full-time psychological counselor. Can I come here to talk to you? "Harlin said to Jiang Hao with a warm smile on his face.

"Of course." Jiang Hao nodded.

"I hope you relax and we communicate in a relaxed and pleasant environment." Harlem said.

Jiang Hao raised his eyebrows and moved his corset. The iron chains on his feet made a clattering sound, "Well, it's really in a relaxing environment."

A hint of embarrassment flashed across Harlem's face, and a smile came out: "You know, they are afraid that you will hurt others, of course, and also hurt yourself."

"I'm afraid of being hurt, so why do you come and why do you come to me?"

Jiang Hao leaned forward slightly, adding a little bit of oppression, and his eyes looked straight at the eyes behind the woman's black-framed glasses.

Harlem blinked, why did she come to an extremely chaotic and dangerous place like Arkham Mental Hospital? In fact, her purpose was to challenge it.

She has been good at learning from a girlhood. She has participated in gymnastics training for a long time and won the Gotham University gymnastics championship. The rings, vaults, balance beams, and free gymnastics are all her strengths. She can make difficult backflips, splits and other actions.

When she entered university, she chose psychology major and still had both good character and academic performance.

In the eyes of others, she has always been a very outstanding person, but no one knows that all this was done under the strong constraints of her parents. Her parents have high expectations for her and hope that she can become a member of the upper class, so she has been working hard to cultivate her.

After studying psychology, she felt more and more that her future life seemed to have lost its passion. She worked hard and treated people kindly, became an excellent female doctor in people's eyes, and found a man who looked gentle on the surface but was very arrogant but had a very arrogant belly to get married and have children, and then spent her whole life in a struggling marriage life.

This may be a perfect life in the eyes of many people, but she doesn't want it. In fact, no one knows that she really wants to resist all this and wants to experience that exciting life. Under her black-framed glasses, the OL women's clothing is covered with a burst of fiery magma.

So at the internship, she chose to come to Arkham Mental Hospital, a place that everyone knows is very dangerous, and chose to treat the patient, which is considered the most dangerous mental patient by this mental hospital.

clown!

When she came, the warning she received was that the clown was a demon, and she must be very careful to avoid him from hurting you, both mentally and physically.

Originally, she thought she would meet a hysterical, yelling, and even filthy guy, but after seeing Jiang Hao, she was a little surprised. He acted like a normal person without any rumored crazy behavior.

But this aroused her curiosity even more.

"I hope we can communicate like friends, trust each other, and say your truest thoughts, which will help me help you." Harlem said looking at the clown.

Jiang Hao looked at the woman, his eyes were frozen, and then a trace of sadness flashed, his eyes turned slightly red, and his voice was a little astringent.

"friend!"

"Are you really willing to be friends with me?"

The acting skills of the Oscar actors have exploded, and no one can beat them.

Harlem didn't know why his words made the clown on the opposite side so excited, but he thought this was a good thing. Maybe he had found a breakthrough point to communicate with the other party.

"Doctor Harlem, I'm not afraid of death, I'm not afraid of being hurt, I'm not afraid of being locked up in a cold and empty room in a prison or a mental ward. What I fear the most is loneliness. I really hope that I can have friends, whether it's good or bad."

Speaking of this, Jiang Hao paused for a moment, looked at the woman and said seriously: "Doctor Harlem, are you really willing to be friends with me? Should you know who I am?"

"Of course!" Harlem answered affirmatively.

She felt that she was about to get close to the clown. If she could understand the clown's heart, she would definitely cause a sensation in Gotham's psychology community.

Jiang Hao calmed down a little and began to tell:

"Actually, I had an unfortunate childhood. My father was an alcoholic and often beat me hard. Sometimes because I made mistakes, sometimes I didn't make mistakes, just because he was in a bad mood at the time."

"He always had a gloomy face, and he rarely saw him laughing, which made me feel very gloomy. Once he took me to a circus performance, and I still remember it very clearly. There was a clown performance in the circus. He wore a pair of trousers and big-headed leather shoes, and he was shaking and shaking when he walked.

"He has a puppy, the white one. The puppy has been chasing the clown tightly. The clown keeps dodging, and then squirting, the clown fell a big fuck, and everyone present was amused, including my dad."

"That was the first time I saw him laughing so happily, haha, I was seven years old that year, do you know that that scene remained deeply in my heart, and I was so eager for him to smile often."

When Jiang Hao told a story, he was full of emotion and used his acting skills of a level 12 actor, and even used a trace of soul spell to infect Harlem's emotions.

I have to say that the effect is very good.

Harlem was deeply attracted by Jiang Hao's story, and her eyes were always on Jiang Hao. When Jiang Hao was sad, she followed her sad. When Jiang Hao was happy, she followed her happy. She was completely attracted.

Jiang Hao looked at Harlem with a smile, "After the circus performance, I returned home, found my father's big pants, changed it to the clown's fat pants, took out my only few dollars of pocket money, bought a red nose head and wig, and found white oil paint, dressed myself up as a clown. I just hope to see my father's smile again."

At this moment, Harlem was attracted by Jiang Hao's story and looked at Jiang Hao with anticipation, hoping to know what happened next.

She hoped it would be a beautiful scene.

"I kept lying at the window, waiting for my father to come back to perform for him. After a long time, my father came back from the bar and was a little drunk. I jumped out of the house and stood at the door and shouted, 'Dad, look at me quickly.'"

"Do you know what happened at that time?" Jiang Hao smiled and asked Harlem with interest.

Harlem looked at Jiang Hao and shook his head curiously, "What happened?"

"That pair of pants is too fat. I stepped on my trousers' legs, and then my pants fell off my waist, leaving only my underwear, and then I fell to the ground." After Jiang Hao said this, he laughed hahaha.

Harlem could imagine the funny scene at that time, a seven-year-old boy fell to the ground with his pants falling off. It was a very funny and loving scene.

"Hahahahaha~ So interesting."

Harlem followed Jiang Hao and laughed happily.

But she suddenly realized that Jiang Hao's laughter gradually changed, and the originally happy laughter had a little more sadness.

"Hahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha~~My dad, stretched out his fist and punched my nose crooked, and his nose bleeding all over the floor, dyeing the oil on his face red, hahahahaha~!"

Jiang Hao was still laughing, but Halin's laughter stopped. Looking at Jiang Hao who was still smiling, she could feel the sadness in his heart.

Harlem calmed down and whispered: "Actually, it's all over, right? He may not have sobered up and did not recognize you at that time. It's a misunderstanding."

Jiang Hao's laughter gradually subsided, his face became sad, and he looked at Harlem and said, "No, it's not a misunderstanding. He not only slapped my nose, but then rushed up, grabbed my collar and beat me up again, beating him while beating, 'You little bastard, you ruined my pants, I should throw you into the stinky ditch now'."

Harlem didn't know how to comfort Jiang Hao for a moment.

The room was quiet, and the two of them could breathe audibly. The pale light shone brightly between them, and the place around them was dark and gloomy dark.

There will always be places in this world where light cannot shine.

Jiang Hao lowered his head and stopped talking, his expression was very decadent, as if he was trapped in his own world. At this moment, Harlem looked at the man in front of him and felt a little distressed.

I don't know how long it took, Harlem broke the sinking.

"Are you okay?" Harlem asked.

After a while, Jiang Hao said in a low voice: "No, it's not very good. The dusty memory is hooked out by you and I can't calm down. I'm very sad now."

When Harlem heard Jiang Hao say this, he felt guilty in his heart. Yes, he came over to uncover his scars.

Is it too much to show his childhood bloody appearance before myself?

"I, what can I help you?" Harlem asked carefully.

Jiang Hao sank for a while, "Maybe."

Harlem didn't expect Jiang Hao to say yes, and immediately asked, "How to help?"

Jiang Hao still lowered his head, his emotions were extremely depressed, and his voice was very depressed: "Can you hug me? I have been for a long time, long time... I have never felt the warm embrace. When I was a child, I would hide in my mother's arms and restore my hurt heart to my heart."

For some reason, when Harlem heard Jiang Hao say this, she felt like she was being grabbed. She had already left the warning that the director advised her not to physically touch the clown when she came in, and stood up and walked to Jiang Hao.

He stretched out his hand and gently embraced Jiang Hao's head into his arms.

Jiang Hao rested his head on the woman's soft and plump chest, which was very warm and had a faint fragrance, which was very comfortable.

He closed his eyes.

"Thanks."

Jiang Hao said softly.

At this moment, Harlem felt like she was now like a mother, full of responsibility.

But he didn't notice that the man's face lying in her arms had a curve in the corner of his mouth. Of course, all of this was Jiang Hao's performance.

It seems very successful now.

Harley Quinn is a natural clown girl. If she is missing, the world will lose a lot of color.

“Experience the art of creating chaos, destroying order, and committing crime!”

Is it a crime to turn a social elite psychologist into a super villain and let her join the chaotic camp?
Chapter completed!