Capgras delusional syndrome

At that time, Officer Yang was still brazenly stalking Young Master Su, and Young Master Su hadn't clearly accepted his intentions, but he was no longer so resistant.

Su Xieyuan, who was abroad that day, asked Su Qian to help him go back to the old house to find something. It happened that Su Qian was free in the afternoon, so he decided to look for it himself.As soon as he came downstairs, Yang Shaojun behind him blew past him like a gust of wind, ran to the door and opened it, pretending to be serious and respectful, bent over and made a gesture of invitation to Su Qian: "Master, for my sake." You drive and go with you to protect your safety."

Su Qian glanced at him with an uncertain expression, snorted, and floated past him with his head held high.

After going out, Yang Shaojun ran to the car first, opened the car door for Su Qian, and put his hand on the upper edge of the car door to prevent Su Qian from bumping his head. An incomparable gentleman—this is the way he has learned over the years to deal with bureaucrats It was all used on Su Qian.

Su Qian was accustomed to this kind of behavior. Since he was a child, he was always served by someone when he went out, but the other party was not his servant, but Yang Shaojun, so he felt a little uncomfortable.I can't say it, I always feel that something is wrong.And he always sat behind the driver, Yang Shaojun drove the passenger seat for him, he hesitated for two seconds, gouged out Yang Shaojun's eyes, and got into the passenger seat.

Yang Shaojun sat in the driver's seat without fastening his seat belt, took out a cigarette and held it in his mouth, controlled the steering wheel with one hand, and reached for the lighter to light the cigarette with the other.

Su Qian said angrily, "Drive hard! Don't smoke, and wear your seat belt!"

Yang Shaojun chuckled, lit his cigarette, and opened the car window again. The wind rushed in, and the smoke wafted straight into the car.

Su Qian's meticulously groomed hair was blown up by the wind blowing into the car, his brows were wrinkled in anger, and he gritted his teeth, "Close the window!"

Yang Shaojun reached out to press it, but not to close the window. He opened the window on his side to the maximum, and even opened the window on Su Qian's side. He observed Su Qian's expression in the rearview mirror——Yang Shaojun always In this way, Su Qian's attitude was unpredictable, and he was always very attentive to Su Qian, but he always went against him, taking pleasure in annoying him.

Su Qian gritted his teeth, and now regretted why he was so obsessed with sitting in the passenger seat before getting in the car.He closed the window on his side first, and then reached out to snatch the cigarette from Yang Shaojun's mouth. Yang Shaojun turned his head and dodged, the cigarette butt just hit Su Qian's finger, so hot that he withdrew his hand and frowned at his finger. Can kill a fly.

When Yang Shaojun saw it, he knew that he had gone too far, so he quickly threw the cigarette out of the window, grabbed Su Qian's burned finger and put it in his mouth.

Su Qian didn't expect his actions at all. When his tingling fingers were wrapped in a warm and humid environment, it was as if he had been hit in the head with a stick. Stars shot out in his eyes, and his mind went blank. It took two seconds before he pulled out his finger suddenly, and the expression on his face was so colorful: "You, you, you! You are so disgusting!" He didn't know where to wipe the drool on one finger, it was really Can't wait to die.

Looking at his ever-changing face from the rearview mirror, Yang Shaojun laughed happily, but he didn't pay attention to the road and almost ran into a tree.In an emergency, he slammed on the brakes, and Su Qian, who was helpless with his fingers raised, rushed forward. His wet fingers stuck into his mouth, almost biting off a joint.Yang Shaojun himself was even worse than him, because he was not wearing a seat belt, his chest hit the steering wheel, and he was so stuffy that he didn't speak for a long time.

Su Qian got out of the car with a livid face, walked to the side of the driver's seat and opened the door, exuding a cold air all over his body: "Get out of the car! Go to the back! I'll drive!"

Yang Shaojun rubbed his chest and got out of the car embarrassingly, and sat in the back row.

Young Master Su drove the car himself, and the car soon arrived at the Su family's old house.It was an abandoned old bungalow, with empty faces on three sides, four stories high, a typical Shanghai 70s and [-]s building.The Su family moved out of it ten years ago, but the property is still kept as a good memory for the family members to come back to cherish at any time.

When Yang Shaojun got out of the car, he stood outside the iron gate and sighed: "Is this your old house? All the buildings belong to your house?"

Su Qian was still angry because of what happened just now, and asked angrily, "What's the problem?"

Yang Shaojun smiled, and said with a cigarette in his mouth, "I also lived in this kind of house when I was a child. When I first started working, I shared a room with others. Four people lived in a room on the first floor. It was about the size of your room. .”

Su Qian glanced at him, took out the key, opened the iron gate and walked into the yard.He didn't tell Yang Shaojun that maybe the place where the four of them lived was only as big as the room where he and his younger brothers put toys.

After entering the yard, Su Qian stayed for a while beside an apricot tree. Yang Shaojun stepped forward, jumped up and broke a branch, picked off the apricots on it, wiped it on his clothes, threw it into his mouth, and said vaguely Said: "What did you plant?"

Su Qian shook his head: "Su Yi planted it when I was young...it grew so big in a blink of an eye..." I don't know why Gui Youguang's writing suddenly popped up in his mind, "There is a loquat tree in the courtyard, which was planted by my wife when she died. Now it is as graceful as a cover", very melancholy, but too unlucky, I quickly shook my head to get rid of this sentence, turned and walked towards the gate.

Yang Shaojun ate an apricot and found it very sweet, so he picked another apricot and threw it into his mouth. This time his teeth were so sour, he spit it out, and said to himself: "It's fruity on a branch, and the taste is still delicious." It can be that much worse." Humming, he picked off the last apricot on the branch, and threw it towards Su Qian's back, hitting the back of Su Qian's head, and whistled happily.Su Qian turned around abruptly, gouged out Yang Shaojun's eyes viciously, his mouth was trembling, and he wanted to find something to scold, but he was at a loss for words in this regard, and after holding back for a long time, he only uttered the word "crazy", and then he groaned angrily Holding the key, he went up the steps.Yang Shaojun spurned his naivety in his heart, and rolled his eyes with a smile because of Su Qian's reaction.

The door of the old bungalow was rusted because no one came to open it for a long time.Su Qian poked in with the key, but couldn't get in for a long time. He took out the key and looked around suspiciously.

Yang Shaojun went up to have a look and said, "The keyhole is blocked, let's find a locksmith to try it."

Su Qian had no choice but to walk out of the yard, drove to a nearby community and called a locksmith to help open the door.

As early as more than ten years ago, Su Bohua installed anti-theft doors imported from Germany for safety, and the effect was very good. As a result, the locksmith came over and fiddled with it for half an hour, sweating profusely and smiling at Su Qian and Yang Shaojun: "No, the marbles are completely broken. It's rusted and jammed, and the latch is jammed with something, and it won't open unless the door is removed."

Su Qian was speechless.

There are guardrails on the windows on the first floor. Yang Shaojun took two steps back, looked up at the closed windows on the second floor, moved his hands and feet and said, "Why don't I climb up and smash the windows in and open the door."

Su Qian frowned: "Don't make trouble!" He took out his mobile phone to find the number, and Yang Shaojun leaned over curiously: "Why, do you have a servant who specializes in unlocking the lock?"

Su Qian said impatiently: "I'll ask someone to help me contact the senior locksmith in the city!"

Yang Shaojun sneered, held his hand and said, "Come on, just leave it to me." Su Qian looked at him distrustfully, and Yang Shaojun raised his hand in a gesture of surrender: "I promise not to destroy your old house, okay? Calling an expert is faster than you can find someone, just a phone call away!" After speaking, he walked aside to make a phone call.

Su Qian didn't trust him very much in his heart, but he had no other way. He let him contact experts in this field, and at the same time, he ordered his secretary to contact a senior locksmith.

Five minutes later, a police car roared up, and a little policeman in uniform and a little boy in civilian clothes walked in. The little policeman smiled and saluted Yang Shaojun: "Captain!" The little boy smiled obsequiously: "Yang team leader."

Yang Shaojun hummed: "It's coming, it's very fast." He took out a pack of Zhonghua from his pocket, handed one to the little policeman, and squinted at the little boy: "The situation is clear? Have you brought the tools yet?"

The little boy patted his pocket: "Bring it!"

Yang Shaojun kicked him with a smile: "Laughing fart! Hurry up and drive! I'll give you a minute!"

Su Qian was stunned as he watched from the side.

The little boy took out the simplest iron wire and other tools, clattered and fiddled for a while, and then backed out after forty seconds: "Okay."

Yang Shaojun went up and easily pushed the door open, so he went back and handed the little boy a cigarette, choked him by the neck, and pushed him back three or four steps. "Okay, Xiao Gu, take him back."

The little policeman called Xiao Gu saluted Yang Shaojun again, and walked away with a handsome face.

Su Qian leaned over to check the door lock suspiciously, it was intact.I inserted the key in and turned it around, it was very flexible and not astringent at all.Yang Shaojun came over to have a look, and hummed, "You are a clever little red guy, and I even sprinkled some lead powder on you, so the lock will be repaired."

Su Qian walked into the old house, and asked as he walked, "Who was that person just now? Why did you treat him so fiercely?"

Yang Shaojun picked out his ear: "A habitual thief, he is very skilled. Last time, the uncle in the mail room lost his key. He was afraid that the police station would be stolen, so he caught him and changed all the locks on our doors. He is more anti-theft than you. The scriptures are used a lot.”

Su Qian's eyes widened with disbelief.

Yang Shaojun went up and twisted his nose, but Su Qian slapped his restless claws off.Yang Shaojun laughed: "The anti-theft door is something that prevents gentlemen but not thieves. Experts are all made by the people."

Su Qian said angrily: "You asked a thief to open the door for me? What if he came to my house to steal things after getting acquainted?"

Yang Shaojun said: "He doesn't have the guts. If he wanted to steal it, he would have stolen it long ago. Our law and order is considered tight. How many thieves dare to break into a house in Shanghai now? Besides, I have brought him here before. When he goes back, let him go." In other words, your area is safe, and no thief dares to enter unless the door is closed."

Su Qian gave him a suspicious look and went up the stairs.

Yang Shaojun murmured in the back: "Virtue! Is it so difficult to say thank you?" Then he chased after him with a playful smile.

Su Qian rummaged through the bookcase on the second floor for a while, then ran to the drawer on the third floor, but still couldn't find it, with an impatient look on his face.Yang Shaojun, who was strolling behind, asked him, "What is it? Shall I help you find it?"

Su Qian wanted to refuse at first, but after thinking about it, Yang Shaojun felt uncomfortable following him all the time, so he said, "Then go find it, a photo album, blue leather, Xiaowei wrote on the cover, 'Family portrait' three words."

Yang Shaojun snorted, turned around and went to another room to look through the drawers.

The two big men searched for a long time in the dusty old house, but they couldn't find anything, but they were all disheveled.Yang Shaojun found an old photo in the crack of the bed.The photo was printed in color, but due to being pressed for a long time, a certain part has become a bit blurred.In the photo is a boy of twelve or thirteen years old holding a cotton candy.At first, Yang Shaojun was not sure who the boy was. After all, the three brothers of the Su family still looked alike, and it was a photo taken when they were young, so it was hard to recognize.But after looking at it for a while, he was sure that the person in the photo was Su Qian - even eating marshmallows with such a domineering feeling, Su Er and Su San definitely couldn't do it.

Yang Shaojun knelt on the ground, held the photo and looked at it for a long time, and suddenly burst out laughing, no matter how cute the boy in the photo is, he wished to rush into the photo and snatch his cotton candy, to see if he could kill his arrogance , it would be best to make him cry with anger.

He wiped the dust off the photo with his sleeve almost cherishingly, wiped the smeared area for a long time, and found that there was really nothing to do, then hid the photo in his coat pocket - he didn't intend to tell Su Qian.

After working for a while, Yang Shaojun finally found the photo album Su Qian mentioned in the attic.Sure enough, there was Su Wei's immature handwriting on the blue cover, not to mention the crooked strokes, and the word "福" in "Family Portrait" was written wrongly, and the word "fu" was written next to the word "clothes".

Su Qian shouted from downstairs: "Did you find it?"

For some reason, Yang Shaojun subconsciously put the photo album into his arms and shouted guiltyly: "No!"

There was no movement downstairs, so Su Qian continued to look for it.

Yang Shaojun opened the photo album, and found that it was full of photos of Su's siblings and Su's father and mother more than ten years ago. There were single photos and group photos. In the small photo album, there were dozens of photos in total.He flipped through them one by one very slowly. Su Wei's cheerful smiling face and Su Qian's awkward expression in the past were enough to keep him immersed for a while.

A few minutes later, Yang Shaojun heard footsteps outside, and it was Su Qian who came upstairs.

Unexpectedly, Yang Shaojun hid the photo album in his clothes, stood up calmly and walked over: "Did you find it?"

Su Qian shook his head angrily: "No. There is no attic either?"

Yang Shaojun shrugged: "No?"

Su Qian was obviously worried about Yang Shaojun, so he went in and looked through it again. Yang Shaojun leaned on the door frame and looked at him: "Hey, what are you looking for for a photo album?"

Su Qian lifted the lid of the tin box and took a look, then closed it again: "The elder sister asked for it, but she said she couldn't find it after searching for a long time. It must have been left in the old house. Let me look for it, and said she wanted to show it to my nephew."

Yang Shaojun touched his ear: "Maybe it's not here, maybe one of your brothers took it away? Ask someone else?"

Su Qian rummaged around, but couldn't find it, so he walked out dejectedly: "Forget it, I wasted so much time, just forget it if I can't find it."

Yang Shaojun smiled innocently, and followed him out of the old bungalow and back to the new villa.

At that time, Yang Shaojun cut off the photo album because he selfishly wanted to preserve the beauty that belonged to Su Wei—he also knew in his heart that he and Su Wei were dead in this life.

After a long time, Yang Shaojun found out that photo album, cut out his own photo and put it in - next to Su Qian.