The male god taught me to attack him

Li Baihui, who was walking in front, suddenly raised his hand and touched the back of his neck. Perhaps the long summer has passed, and the early autumn is approaching. The temperature at night is much lower than that in the daytime. Li Baihui touched the goose bumps that suddenly rose on his skin , only when I feel cold because of the sudden drop in temperature.

Jiang Putao lowered her eyes and followed Li Baihui into his psychological clinic.

The sign of this psychological clinic is blank, with only the words "psychological clinic" in the corner. Both the location and the sign are very inconspicuous, but when you enter the inside, it is quite different from the inconspicuous outside.

The decoration inside the psychological clinic can be called luxurious. There are many valuable golden toads, jade cabbage and other decorations in the reception room outside.

On one wall, there are countless pennants, certificates of publication of professional papers, certificates of merit and so on.

Jiang Putao raised her eyes to look at them one by one, and there was surprise and admiration in her eyes, just like the natural admiration and longing of an ordinary junior for an outstanding elder.

Seeing Jiang Putuo's expression, Li Baihui was very satisfied, a flash of complacency flashed across his face, and then he turned into a kind expression.

"Little classmate, come, sit here, and I'll make you a cup of tea."

Jiang Putao looked away, sat obediently in the corner of the sofa, watched Li Baihui busy back and forth, and after a while a cup of tea was placed in front of him.

"I know you young people prefer to drink cola, fruit juice and other beverages. I only have tea here, so I'd better trouble you, little classmate, to make up for it."

After the words fell, Li Baihui kept a smile on his face, his eyes narrowed slightly because of the smile, and there were lines left by the years on both sides of the corners of the eyes. It seems that he always smiles all over his face, so he left such deep smile lines, but these smile lines are far away. Li Baihui's face is not ugly, but it has the profound charm of the years and a touch of elegance.

Thinking about it, when Li Baihui was young, he should have been a handsome man with regular features.

If the facial features are correct, you don’t know if your heart is correct.

Li Baihui looked at Jiang Putao, and it didn't make people feel uncomfortable when he looked at people with smiling eyes, but he was indeed staring at Li Baihui all the time.

Jiang Putao really did what he thought, without any hesitation, he directly picked up the small teacup, brought it to his lips and took a big sip. Then, because the tea was too hot, he spat out the tea and burned his tongue. Shrinking his neck suddenly, he let out a "hiss".

"It's hot!"

Li Baihui reminded him when he saw that he was hot:

"Little classmates, be careful, the tea is still very hot after brewing, wait for a while to cool before drinking."

He could have said this from the beginning, but he waited for Jiang Putao to be scalded before saying it, which is really hypocritical.

Jiang Putao glanced at Li Baihui shyly, and instead of putting down the small teacup, she held it in her hand. This teacup was thick, and it wouldn't burn her hands even if it was filled with hot tea.

Holding the cup of hot tea, he looked at the wall curiously.

Li Baihui also looked away and looked at the wall.

In his heart, he once again labeled Jiang Putao as an idiot at a deeper level. Although he had met Jiang Putao several times, he was nothing more than a stranger in the end, and he casually sent things from strangers to his mouth. No, it's really stupid.

Li Baihui didn't put any medicine into the tea. He was really anxious at first, and wanted to bring Jiang Putao back to control him, so that he could use Jiang Putao to carefully educate his disobedient apprentice...

But he found that the ginger grape was a little too stupid and very easy to control, so he changed his mind temporarily and planned to make this game longer and more interesting.

Besides, he thought about it carefully, if he was so eager to control Jiang Putao, there would be more loopholes, why not wait a little longer, and let Jiang Putao get closer to him.

It would be even more interesting if Jiang Putao regarded him as a very trusted and respected elder in the future.

Or, it's not impossible for him to simply take Ginger Grape as his apprentice.

So this time he brought Jiang Putao to the small clinic, which turned into a complete trial.

It is true that he has not had enough of the game of teasing his dear little apprentice.

Jiang Putao looked at the certificates and other things on the wall, and turned her eyes around naturally, and found that such a large psychological clinic did not even have a monitoring device.

Li Baihui spoke at the right time:

"Students should be very interested in psychology, right? If you have anything you don't understand, you can ask me. Although I am staying in this small clinic, I have spent most of my life on it. What a great achievement...but small results can be regarded as having been achieved."

Jiang Putao nodded, and took the time to glance at Li Baihui with eyes full of admiration.

In his mind, he recalled the information about Li Baihui in Maines Mental Hospital. Li Baihui was a very difficult patient, not only because he was very aggressive, but also because he was found to be a mental patient and sent to the mental hospital. Before that, he himself was a psychiatrist, a well-known kind.

Many psychiatrists who treat Li Baihui are usually caught by Li Baihui in a few or two sentences. In the end, nothing is done and they are not said. Instead, Li Baihui almost asks about three generations of ancestors.

but……

That was once.

Jiang Putao guessed that Li Baihui should be discharged from the hospital soon. No matter how well he disguised himself, Jiang Putao could still feel his isolation from the society.

He is very familiar with this sense of isolation. He has felt this way about the world and society since he was a child.

But he has Jiang's father, Jiang's mother, and his brother, who are the link between him and this society and the world.

What's more...Jiang Putao still has Feng Yu.

But Li Baihui was different. He stayed in the mental hospital for too long, too long. Although he didn't show any discomfort with this society after he came out...but he still felt a sense of disobedience.

For example, he is very conceited and thinks that his disguise is impeccable.

In Li Baihui's eyes, Jiang Putao is very stupid.

But in Jiang Putao's eyes, how clever is Li Baihui?

He lowered his head, looked at the cup in his hand, and then leaned over with a very hesitant, painful and cautious expression, as if he wanted to take another sip.

Li Baihui saw Jiang Taotao's expression, but this time he didn't make an afterthought, but said:

"Little classmate, your mouth should be scalded. I think you seem to be in pain, so stop drinking."

Jiang Putao immediately gave Li Baihui an apologetic look, and then put down the cup in his hand.

He didn't take a sip of this cup of tea.

But judging by Li Baihui's current attitude, there should be no medicine in this cup of tea, but Jiang Putao doesn't want to drink the tea made by Li Baihui either.

The two sat in the reception room outside for a while, and Li Baihui pointed to the certificate of appreciation on the wall or a certain paper, achievement, etc. to explain to Jiang Putao, his tone was very flat, as if he had no intention of showing off at all, just A little popular science with juniors who are interested in psychology.

Jiang Putao also listened carefully, asking some idiotic questions from time to time to satisfy Li Baihui's vanity.

Obviously it was Li Baihui who was trying to test Jiang Putao, but at some point it turned into Jiang Putao and led Li Baihui away.

Finally, Li Baihui talked about another topic:

"I once had an apprentice..."

coming!

Jiang Putao corrected her posture a little, and looked at Li Baihui with an expression full of interest.

Before Li Baihui wanted to bring him here so eagerly, Jiang Putao believed that Li Baihui definitely didn't want to gossip with him.

"He is an antisocial personality patient and a disobedient apprentice."

Jiang Putao immediately covered her mouth:

"Really?"

Li Baihui nodded heavily:

"That's right, I think you should know a little bit about the anti-social personality...their existence harms others and themselves, not only harming themselves, but also the people around them will be hurt by them...their crimes are not serious at all. The reason, everything is random, with vague motives..."

Jiang Putao leaned forward slightly, with a serious face, listening carefully to Li Baihui's explanation, like a serious student who is constantly acquiring knowledge.

Li Baihui's expression became more and more serious, with a faint uncontrollable madness:

"So...so...if you meet an anti-social personality, or meet my apprentice..."

Li Baihui suddenly began to breathe heavily, the madness in his eyes could hardly be suppressed, and his facial features were also distorted.

With a slight movement of Jiang Putao's hand, she pushed the mobile phone on the sofa to the ground.

The phone dropped on the brick floor with a crisp sound. Jiang Putao bent down to pick up the phone. Li Baihui came back to his senses in an instant, and his expression immediately began to adjust. Jiang Putao didn't see the expression too much.

When Jiang Putao picked up the phone and sat up again, Li Baihui's expression had returned to normal, and his tone was only calm.

He thought he was in control and disguised well, but he didn't know that Jiang Putao gave him the opportunity.

This game has just begun, and no one wants to press pause halfway to end it hastily.

"Little classmate, if you really meet anti-social personality...be sure to kill them in the cradle."

Jiang Putao's eyelashes trembled, and she lowered her head to look at her fingers. He put his hands in front of him, and his thin white fingertips were twisted together, as if his fingers were twisted together with him in his heart, very chaotic.

"Uncle, what kind of strangulation are you talking about?"

"Even if...they didn't do anything wrong, should they be killed?"

Li Baihui's smile deepened, he approached Jiang Putao, patted him on the shoulder, and comforted him:

"Little classmates, you don't need to feel sympathy for them, all possible dangers will be killed in the cradle, just like..."

Just like Li Baihui spoke in a very low voice later on, Jiang Putao was full of confusion, as if he didn't hear what Li Baihui said clearly, and didn't ask.

The conversation ended with Jiang Putao in a daze. Li Baihui sent Jiang Putao to the door. He also planned to send Jiang Putao back to the community, but Jiang Putao refused.

Jiang Putao carried her schoolbag on her back, still clutching the bag with both hands, waved to Li Baihui, turned around and walked slowly towards home.

The clinic behind him also quickly turned off the lights and fell into darkness.

Jiang Putao's back was slightly hunched, and after turning a corner, her hunched back slowly straightened up. There are very few street lights in this small road, and the distance between street lights is a bit far, making the distance in the middle very dark.

Jiang Putao walked on the dark road, feeling slightly stiff all over.

He's afraid of the dark, but...

There was no one around who could allow him to hide, complain, or act like a baby, so Jiang Putao didn't show any emotion, but his body was a little stiff.

Footsteps gradually sounded behind him, and the scattered shops on this side road had long been closed. Jiang Putuo observed it clearly when he came by car, and the only one open at this time was Li Baihui's psychological clinic.

There is no residential building nearby, and the sound of footsteps behind him probably came from... Li Baihui.

Why did he follow up again?

Jiang Putao put one hand into the pocket of his trousers and held the syringe tightly. His straight back slowly bent again. Looking from behind, his back was very pitiful, as if he had been terrified.

Carrying a huge black plastic bag, Li Baihui looked at Jiang Putao's hunched back in fear, with a satisfied look on his face, turned a corner and walked into the path, and did not follow.

He considers himself the perfect pretender, and the last thing a pretender can have is timidity.

The person his apprentice fell in love with was not only stupid, naive, trusting strangers at will, but even afraid of the dark.

When Li Baihui came out of the alley, the black plastic bag in his hand was gone, and he walked slowly towards Xinxin Clinic.

When Li Baihui's figure disappeared, the bushes on the side moved, and Jiang Putao came out of it, knocked off the leaves on his body, and then walked to the path.

There wasn't a single street lamp in that alley, and it was dark and smelly.

He almost wanted to turn around and leave quickly... But Jiang Putao still took out his phone, turned on the flashlight at the back, illuminated the light in front, and walked inside.

The path is not long, and it is a dead end. There is a trash can at the bottom, which is very dirty. This should be the place where nearby shops throw their trash every day.

Enduring the stench, Ginger Grape patrolled through the garbage, and finally found a plastic bag that looked like it had just been thrown away.

He walked over, stretched out his hand and opened the plastic bag, and when he saw the contents clearly, his eyes flashed, and his whole body became stiffer.

In that plastic bag were the corpses of several puppies, cats and dogs, each of which died in a miserable state, with their paws cut off, their heads smashed open, their eyes gouged out, their stomachs disemboweled...

The puppy on the top had a big hole in its stomach, two paws missing, and a lot of its intestines exposed, but its small black eyes were still open, and its abdomen was slightly heaving. It was obvious that it was still breathing its last breath.

But this last breath was about to disappear. Tears were streaming from his black eyes, and his throat was wheezing, obviously in great pain.

Jiang Putao squatted on the ground, looked at the dog in pain, her eyelashes trembled slightly, then took out a syringe from the pocket of her trousers, stuck it into the dog's neck and pushed it slowly, pushing the anesthetic into it.

Throwing away the syringe, Jiang Putao stretched out her hand and gently touched the puppy's head, her fingertips were stained with blood.

The blood is still warm.

He covered the dog's eyes and said softly:

"Good, it doesn't hurt anymore."

He could feel that the little life under his palm gradually stopped breathing, his body became stiff, and even the temperature gradually disappeared, turning into a pool of lifeless rotten flesh.

He thought of Li Baihui's small voice, and he actually heard it clearly.

Li Baihui said:

"All possible dangers must be strangled in the cradle, just like animals, with sharp claws and fangs, and they must be strangled when they cannot resist."

Is this what Li Baihui meant by killing?

Jiang Putao turned off the light of the mobile phone, walked out in the darkness, her back straightened again, and the stiffness in her whole body gradually disappeared.

For the first time, he clearly realized that the loss of innocent life would not make him happy, and his heart was blunt, as if he felt very sad.

So sad... the darkness is not scary anymore.

The author has something to say: Li Baihui: Why do you suddenly feel so cold?

Ginger Grape: I'm going to be angry!

感谢在2021-09-1518:52:15~2021-09-1619:31:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: not twelve 10 bottles; drink a cup of fruit tea 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!