Wang Taika began to pay attention to Quan Meng'er.

No, it’s too wrong. The gloomy feeling that Quan Menger brought to Wang Taika is actually stronger than Snowball!

Although the incidence of mental illness in South Korea is high worldwide, this level of density still surprised Wang Taika.

What was most surprising was that Quan Meng'er actually hid so well.

Wang Taika even had a more terrifying guess: Quan Meng'er had forgotten some things.

The reason for this kind of guess is that Wang Taika is convinced that Quan Meng'er has never forgotten it.

Well, it's very confusing to say this, but Wang Taika wanted to verify it. So Wang Taika continued to ask: "Okay, then I have a second question."

Quan Menger nodded: "Ask."

Wang Taika asked: "Well, a very beautiful girl saw a boy she liked very much at her family's funeral. After the funeral, the girl picked up a knife and killed her family. Why is that?"

Quan Menger frowned: "What's the problem?"

Wang Taika smiled and said, "A strange question, just guess."

Quan Meng'er thought for a long time and shook her head: "I can't guess it."

"Huh...it's fine!" Wang Taika breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, if Quan Menger answers this question, then Wang Taika's first reaction should be to first keep a distance from Quan Menger, and then think about what he should do.

Because this is a reverse question of psychopathy, normal people cannot answer it at all. Only perverts with distorted hearts can think of it.

This question is abnormal, but Wang Taika actually can't answer it because Wang Taika's psychology is not perverted enough!

The answer is that the girl saw the boy she liked at her family’s funeral, so she immediately killed another relative when she got home, just to see the boy again at the next funeral.

Is this what normal people can think of?

This question is a complete series with dozens of them. This is a funeral problem. In addition to this, there are penguin problems, train problems, aquatic plants problems, wood chip problems, tunnel problems, etc.

These questions seem to be related, but in fact they are completely illogical. Many questions are a hint, without any clues, and they rely on the guessor to reason on their own. In this way, many perverted thinking in the heart will have an effect, thus making up for a terrifying answer.

Fortunately, Quan Meng'er has not reached this level.

Quan Meng'er looked at Wang Taika's sudden gloomy look, and she was even more surprised: "What are you thinking?"

Wang Taika turned around, looked at Quan Meng'er, and suddenly asked, "Okay, as your psychologist, I think you must have something to tell me. Why not talk about it?"

Quan Menger asked back: "What about?"

Wang Taika pointed at his wrist: "For example, these wounds, self-harm or suicide, always need a reason."

Quan Meng'er shook her head: "There is no reason, I just feel so happy."

"You are lying." Wang Taika said: "I know some people who have a disease called cognitive impairment of body integrity. A man with a normal mind cuts down his arms with a homemade guillotine and threatens the doctor to cut them down if he attaches his arms, and cut them down again. Although from any perspective, they don't need amputation, they just don't want a part of their body. In layman's terms, this is called amputation."

Quan Meng'er was a little scared: "Why do you want to tell me this?"

"Reason." Wang Taika said: "Even if it is a cognitive impairment of physical integrity, the core of their doing so is to make themselves comfortable. Then why do you need to use this extreme way to make yourself comfortable?"

"I don't know..." Quan Meng'er looked at Wang Taika and said seriously: "I really don't know. I feel like I have forgotten something, but I just feel uncomfortable. Isn't this very strange?"

"In fact, most people have experienced this feeling," said Wang Taika. "During adolescence, people will always fall into depression for no reason. But adults certainly won't do this. I think... maybe you really forgot."

Quan Meng'er looked at Wang Taika, a little surprised.

"Why is this expression?" Wang Taika asked back.

Quan Meng'er said: "Actually, I have actually seen many doctors. I said, I seem to have forgotten something. But after every examination, I am sure that I have not suffered from any amnesia, but I just feel that... I don't know how to say it. You are the first person to believe these words of me, so... you may really not be a psychologist."

Wang Taika was speechless: "What the hell is this turning point! I am different from those quack doctors. I believe this kind of thing exists. In fact, I think these things are not forgotten for you, but are too profound, so I have forgotten the details, but the impact it brings is tormenting you all the time."

Quan Meng'er frowned: "What you mean is that I have a good memory, so I forgot about it?"

Wang Taika nodded: "Yes, this is a spiritual saying."

Quan Meng'er nodded repeatedly: "Yes, yes, yes, but when it comes to spirits, I know a very good psychiatrist, and I'll call him over now."

Wang Taika asked: "What do you mean?"

"What do I mean?" Quan Meng'er smiled angrily: "Because I have a good memory, I forgot some things. Is this something humans can say?"

Wang Taika chuckled softly: "The highest level of memory is actually forgetting."

Quan Meng'er: "You go ahead, I'll talk to that doctor first."

Wang Taika was not angry, but continued, "Actually, I want to prove that this matter is very simple. What is one plus one equal?"

Quan Meng'er: "Equal to two, will you tease the child again?"

Wang Taika nodded: "Yes, it's equal to two, this is too simple. So, can you forget the answer to 'one plus one equals two'? It's just that when another person asks you, one plus one equals several, you can't even think of it."

Quan Meng'er frowned: "How is this possible?"

"So, it turns out that forgetting is actually more difficult than remembering! Because forgetting is not controlled by you. You can choose to remember an answer, but will you forget it, but not controlled by you. To put it simply, you have learned a language, and even if you lose your memory, you will still speak this language. Isn't it strange that you have lost all your memory, but you still remember how to speak. Because speaking, you have changed from the knowledge of textbooks from childhood to a subtle existence. You have forgotten the knowledge you learned in class, but you still know the things that knowledge brings to you, such as... language."

Quan Meng'er was really confused because what Wang Taika said was actually very reasonable.

Wang Taika struck while the iron was hot: "Look, actually, the test scores when you were in school really can't represent anything, because you will forget the knowledge you learned. Can you still remember the knowledge points you memorized very smoothly when you were in school? In other words, do you still remember every dance move in your debut single?"

Quan Meng'er shook her head.

Wang Taika said: "But if I play music now, will you dance?"

"Of course." Quan Meng'er said: "I have practiced the debut song hundreds of times, and I subconsciously do the movements after listening to music."

Wang Taika smiled: "Look, you have completely forgotten how to dance that dance, but you can subconsciously make movements when you hear music. Isn't this the highest level of memory? Just like knowledge, when you forget all the details, the rest are what you will never forget, and only these are the knowledge you can really use! This is the best standard for measuring whether a person has culture or not."

"Einstein said that education is about forgetting the knowledge learned in school and leaving behind." Wang Taika asked back: "Then this is not a good explanation. Forgetting is the highest level of memory?"

"Okay!" Quan Meng'er was convinced: "What does this have to do with me?"

Wang Taika said: "Similar to each other, I guess you may have forgotten something. Maybe because of your deliberate avoidance and forgetting, you can no longer remember what it is. It must be a bad or even bad memory. But... you think you have forgotten it, but in fact, forgetting is the best memory. Therefore, not only do you not really forget it, but you become more and more profound, and even let those negative things affect you all the time and drag you into the abyss."

Wang Taika stood up, lifted Quan Meng'er's sleeves, revealing the wounds: "You didn't even know why you were so sad, so you did this. Unexpectedly, some things could not be smoothed out in time. Because the rotten wounds must be cut off."

Quan Meng'er was desperate because she found that it seemed like this. This answer was simply too scary and ridiculous.

The highest level of memory is actually forgetting!

I thought many things were forgotten by myself, but the real situation became an instinct because of forgetting them. That kind of despair and pain became the tone of life.

After analyzing this, Wang Taika finally knew why Quan Meng'er could hide so well that she didn't find it anymore. Because Quan Meng'er actually deliberately forgot many things.

Quan Meng'er looked at Wang Taika, closed her eyes slightly, then opened it, and said, "I think I should go back and think about it carefully. Thank you."

Wang Taika looked at Quan Meng'er standing up and suddenly asked, "So, after you go back, you will forget about what happened today? You seem to be very good at forgetting. I don't think you want to be cured. You can't face the rotten wounds in your heart, so you can only disinfect and anesthet over and over again to delay the pain. I will tell you with my personal experience that it doesn't work, it will even become cancerous."

Quan Meng'er was a little dazed: "It seems like you can save me."

"I can!" Wang Taika smiled slightly: "But I need a reason to save you."

Quan Meng'er was desperate again. Wang Taika was powerful and powerful. She was just a member of a girl group who had just improved a lot, and she was not the most popular among the girl group. What qualifications did she have to ask Wang Taika to help her?

"What do you want?" Quan Meng'er said: "Tell me, see if I can do it."

Wang Taika smiled slightly: "I don't know either. Go back and think about it, you need time to calm down. This is not something you can make decisions under impulse."

Quan Meng'er sighed: "Okay. Well. No matter what, thank you. To be honest, you are much more powerful than the guys I met before. I feel that there seems to be no secret in front of you."

Wang Taika shrugged: "I suddenly thought of the first request, that I am not allowed to call me a violent maniac in the future."

Quan Meng'er was stunned and finally showed her stupid smile in the past: "I'll just call!"

I have to say that Quan Meng'er is really a very strange exception. Sometimes it is a very powerful thing to do forgetting to the extreme. Escape is shameful but useful.

But there are some things that blindly escaping will only make you more and more painful. Wang Taika once went astray, but in the end he chose to face it.

Keigo Higashino said something very good: impossible feelings are like constantly pressing inflamed wisdom teeth and obtaining inexplicable pleasure from pain.

In fact, the same is true for life. At some point, I suddenly felt my misfortune and pain coming, so I burst out terriblely under the madness and did some stupid things and gain pleasure from the pain of self-abuse.

Just like a female idol trying to cut the arteries with a knife day and night, the photographer drove himself away and was exiled to the wilderness. Or at some point, he prayed for the end of the world and was ready to say goodbye to the whole world.

But in the end, I still have to clean up my wounds, stand up and continue walking.

Under the sunlight, nothing new happened.

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Chapter completed!