The live fortune telling is so accurate that the whole network is waiting to watch.

A few hours ago, the wife was waiting in the restaurant with great anticipation for a romantic candlelight dinner with her husband.

For this purpose, she dressed up carefully and put on her newly bought red dress, like a girl who had just fallen in love.

Time passed minute by minute, and after the agreed time, she called her husband and sent him a message, but all her calls fell on deaf ears, with no response.

After being married for many years, I knew my husband's living habits very well, and naturally guessed that he must have been delayed because of work.

She couldn't help but feel a little angry, and cursed in her heart and swore to never talk to him again! Even if he apologized again, it would be useless!

But before long, her anger gradually subsided, and she consoled herself: That's how the job is, and there's nothing he can do about it. If he apologizes sincerely later, I'll forgive him.

After leaving a message for her husband, the wife left the restaurant alone and went home.

There were few pedestrians on the street at night, and her skirt swayed as she walked on the road.

As she walked, she was still sending messages to her husband, unaware that danger was approaching.

……

At this moment, the wife's body was lying in front of her husband, her red dress was torn and messy, and her beautiful face was covered with blood.

He could hardly believe that this was his wife. It took him a while to come to his senses and he called his wife's nickname.

However, his wife never woke up again.

A few days later, the murderer was caught and will be severely punished by law.

But the dead can never come back, and the damage left behind can never be repaired.

Lao Lou thought over and over again that if he had not broken his promise that night and had stayed with his wife, she would not have been targeted by the bad guys and would not have died tragically.

The sudden blow and the overwhelming guilt and remorse turned into tremendous mental pressure, and he collapsed.

The world of the brain is very magical. When something happens that the body cannot bear, it will produce a self-defense mechanism and make up another story.

In this story, the wife did not have an accident, and Lao Lou is still a forensic doctor, working diligently every day and leading an ordinary and simple life.

But the scene of his wife's death was too vivid to be erased from his memory, so in his imagination the deceased woman became someone else.

She was wearing a red dress. She suddenly sat up from the operating table and asked him with a smile, "Does my red dress look good?"

For a moment, he remembered that his wife also had that red dress, so he subconsciously answered, "It looks good."

He sunk into his own spiritual world, day after day.

But the psychological trauma did not disappear with the passage of time. His hallucinations became more and more serious, and more and more talking corpses appeared.

On the one hand, he continued to immerse himself in his own world, while on the other hand he struggled to get away from it all.

The two personalities are intertwined with each other, making it difficult for him to tell which one is his true self.

Today, while his family was visiting, he stole a cell phone and hid it secretly.

When he couldn't sleep at night, he was browsing the live broadcast and saw Sang Feiwan's live broadcast room, and he somehow applied to connect.

At this moment, when the cruelest truth was revealed, the man broke down and cried: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, it's all my fault, it's my fault..."

"It's not you who's wrong, it's the murderer." Sang Feiwan's tone was filled with compassion, "Besides, your wife doesn't blame you."

"She didn't blame me? How is that possible?"

"Really? That's what she just told me." Sang Feiwan pointed behind him and said, "She has been by your side all these years. She has never left."

The man looked back blankly, and there was only a blur behind him. He could not see anything except his own shadow.

Sang Feiwan said softly, "Look carefully again, is there another lighter shadow next to your shadow?"

Moonlight poured into the ward from the window, and the light in the room became slightly brighter. The man's long black shadow was projected on the white wall, with a clear outline. Next to his shadow, there was a slightly smaller shadow, very faint, and it was impossible to detect if you didn't look carefully.

But now he saw clearly that the outline of the shadow was his wife!

"Wife!" The man knelt on the ground with tears streaming down his face, and his shadow turned into a short ball.

"sorry Sorry……"

The three words "I'm sorry" have always been pale and powerless and cannot change anything, but at this moment they encompass all the regret and love, as if they say everything.

On the wall, the two shadows snuggled closer, looking like they were hugging each other.

Suddenly, the smaller shadow turned around and looked towards Sang Feiwan in the camera.

Sang Feiwan nodded knowingly, then said to Lao Lou, "After your wife passed away, she saw that you couldn't get over it. She was very worried about you, so she formed a bond with you and couldn't leave this world. She didn't want you to be immersed in the sadness of the past. She wanted you to remember that you still have a child, and you have to take good care of the child for her. If you continue to feel sad and guilty, she will be really angry, the kind that is hard to appease."

The last sentence is my wife's catchphrase. She always says this when she is angry, but after a while she will calm down and continue chatting and laughing.

Sang Feiwan continued, "Because she can't let you go, she can't leave this world. If this continues, she will become a lonely ghost and it will be difficult to escape. Even for him, you should cheer up."

The man hurriedly wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes and said to the faint shadow: "Wife, I will listen to you. I will treat my illness well, live a good life, and take good care of our children."

The shadow slowly stood up, waved at the man, then slowly faded away and finally disappeared.

"Wife, wife!" The man leaned against the wall and shouted loudly, but there was no trace of his wife there.

Sang Feiwan said: "She has let go of her obsession and embarked on the road of reincarnation. You should let go too and remember your promise to her."

The man nodded, tears still flowing, but the depression in his heart slowly dissipated.

"Thank you." The man sincerely thanked Sang Feiwan and then left the live broadcast room.

[Wow, so pitiful, I cried to death. Anchor, can Lao Lou's illness be cured? Good people shouldn't be so miserable. ]

[I sympathize with Lao Lou, but mental illness is not an ordinary disease. There is no cure.]

[Is there any way for the anchor to help him? 】

[Yes, yes, I remember there was a health charm in the live broadcast room before. ]

Sang Feiwan said: "The health talisman comes at the cost of one's own life span. It should not be used lightly unless necessary. As for Lao Lou... although his disease cannot be completely cured, it is not serious. As long as he cooperates with the doctor's treatment, he can return to a normal life."

What netizens don’t know is that Lao Lou’s condition was originally very serious, but it was Sang Feiwan who brought clarity to his mind, allowing him to distinguish between reality and fantasy. In addition, he later untied his knot and stopped blaming himself too much, and his condition turned from serious to mild.

The tragedy that has already happened cannot be changed, but if it can develop in a better direction, it is also a good result.