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"Although I am blind, my heart becomes brighter when I am blinded.

The gray-haired, skinny old blind man has long since lost the embarrassment he felt when he was kicked and beaten by gangsters that night. He was wearing a white double-breasted button-up shirt and black trousers. Tied with a black cloth belt... holding a pulped wooden crutch in his hand.

Walking in front of the blind road next to the campus of Shuangdan University, I walked calmly, not fast, but very steady.

In the dark world of the old blind man, clusters of lights were gradually lit up... Following the method taught by the leader, he used the countless pores around his body, sense of touch, and the hearing of his ears... to perceive in detail, Capture all the information in all directions.

Footsteps, car engines, horns, voices...

'Ding!'

Ding!

Ding!'

The bottom of the crutches under his hands was pierced into a custom-made metal protective gear. Every time the old blind man walked a certain distance, he exerted force with his palms, and the crutches hit the ground heavily. The blind man put it in his ear alone.

A bottle of black and red 29 Coke cans stood on the side of the blind road.

The old blind man continued walking.

According to the direction he is heading and the rhythm of walking, after a while, his raised right foot will step straight on the bottle. If he was an old man, he will undoubtedly fall to the ground.

Step by step approaching, the weird scene was not noticed by anyone, and the old blind man seemed to see it clearly at a short distance, "Pong!" The crutch in his hand was raised early and hit the bottle accurately from the side, The aluminum bottles and cans tumbled in the air in an instant, and hit into the trash can on the side of the road with a 'swoosh'.

"That woman."

When the old blind man thought of the woman he had observed last night, he felt an inexplicable sense of disobedience in his heart, and the hairs around his body stood up one by one.

He is struggling at the bottom of this world, and he still can't see the world...So, too many gentlemen and good men showed ferociousness and madness in front of him; vent!

In the decades of life, the scenes and experiences that I have met are constantly flashing in my mind... until it stays on that woman!

'Perfection without a single flaw!

'Like a warm, radiant milky white...

Every word seems to have been spoken from the bottom of my heart, and after that, gratitude arises spontaneously...

It only belongs to the intuition of the old blind man, feeling the fear.

Walking into Shuangdan University step by step, under the guidance of the students, the old blind man walked to the second teaching building and walked outside the lecture hall.

get out of class has ended.

Professor Zhang Meiling carefully answered every student's doubts; it took a long time before she walked out of the lecture theater, and she walked to the school's psychological consultation room with a smile that made everyone feel like a spring breeze.

"Old...teacher!"

The first one, a boy who is not tall and somewhat modest, pushed the door and walked into the consulting room.

The door was closed.

From the corner of the counseling room, the old blind man walked out with a cane. He was sitting outside the counseling room, his ears trembling slightly...Behind him, the conversation that ordinary people could not hear was caught by him.

A sentence-by-sentence seemingly perfect psychological sorting dialogue unfolded between Professor Zhang Meiling and the students.

The boy walked out, and after a while, another girl with fair skin and clean temperament opened the door.

The old blind man who left sat in front of the door again.

One after another walked in, and then left; there were six people in the front and back, among them, a man and a woman, who seemed to be accepting the long-term psychological counseling of Professor Zhang Meiling.

The two people who have been counseling for a long time, except for their appearance, are strangely similar, and it can even be said that they are like two people copied! Cheerful, kind, gentle... There are always bright and enthusiastic smiles on their faces, positive and positive!

The old blind man fell to the ground in different scenarios, and got help from the two of them one after another... With just simple words, they set out their past about Professor Zhang Meiling.

gratitude!

That is a heartfelt thank you!

These two people, before receiving treatment, were almost opposite existences... Sensitive, bad, lazy, and like to do some petty theft... All of this happened after meeting Professor Zhang Meiling Change!

I don't know why.

The old blind man felt more and more frightened.

He continued to investigate, and found out one after another, the existence that had come out of Professor Zhang Meiling's counseling...

-!

two!

three!

ten!

Ordinary normal people can't feel it, but they are blind, and the old blind man covered with a long black cloth can see clearly... What appeared in his eyes was clearly a model, a person!

He couldn't see the faces of these people, and rejected the voices of these people in his ears... What he saw was a person, a duplicated one!

It was dark.

The old blind man was walking in the night, he stopped, goosebumps appeared on the skin under his clothes...

fear!

Fear like never before!

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The little loli Ma Qing was sitting on the toilet in the bathroom, biting her lips tightly, her expression was both nervous and excited, her two little hands were fisted.

for a long time.

When there was a sound from outside the cubicle and the bathroom became silent again, I carefully opened the partition door.

My feet felt a little weak, and I walked back to the office hall.

She glanced furtively, and the stunning socialite Yang Xiuya withdrew her little head and sat at Lin Mo's desk.

"Personality shaping?"

Turning the signature pen in the fingertip with one hand.

Lin Mo's eyes stared at the mobile phone screen that Liu Mingshi sent, about the description of the female professor of psychology about the blind man cutting off the water.

An idea paused in my mind.

He had received fragments of "Hannibal"'s life experience, and had a certain understanding and sensitivity to "psychology". Therefore, after seeing such discoveries, his expression immediately froze.

This is a very terrible method.

The psychologist quietly destroys the target's original concepts, good and evil from a psychological point of view, and performs a kind of personality plastic surgery on them.

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