Shit shovel officer and his cat [Comprehensive British and American]

Sometimes people only want to believe what they see, but what they see is not real.

The Hannibal that Alana sees is true or false, his lofty knowledge, elegant gentleman temperament, gentle and considerate attitude, he also cooks good dishes, the delicious taste on the tip of the tongue will bring pleasure to people, and at the same time There were few people who Hannibal had chatted at the same table who didn't like such a man.

He participated in charity, gave lectures at universities, and his published papers won prestigious awards in the field of psychology.

He is a perfect person, and when a perfect person raises a child, he walks from a high altar to a person.

And this is the most fatal for Alana who has already had a crush on this man.

Once trapped in it, it is difficult to get out of this fixed thinking.

Hannibal is a kind person, even though his treatment of patients is sometimes too extreme, but Alana ignores this.

She and Hannibal calmly described Will's recent situation.

"Will seems gentle, but he is very vigilant in dealing with others. It is difficult for him to truly trust someone. I remember the last time you were so serious, and you were distressed by Will's lack of cooperation. You came to me to ask for a solution."

The color of the room is heavy, and the office has simple and clear lines. Only the bright light from the outside can be faintly revealed through the gaps of the tightly closed curtains. A thin warm halo spilled in and fell on Hannibal's shoulders.

Alana hesitated and said, "Maybe there is something wrong with my treatment method."

Hannibal smiled. "It's rare to hear you admit that."

These words sound a bit sarcastic at first, but if you listen carefully, the tone of the psychiatrist Nou Yu is not malicious.

Alana didn't want to discuss her professional issues with Hannibal, so she went straight to her destination:

"If you agree, I would like to take Sally to see Will. It will be good for the progress of the case and Will's recovery."

Hannibal didn't immediately answer Alana's request. He leaned back in the chair, rubbed his fingertips lightly on the back of his hand, and said after a long time, "I can't promise you for Sally, you can ask her personally if she is willing." willing."

However, Alana hadn't seen Sally for a long time.

Sally was sent to a nursing home by Hannibal, and even the FBI had never seen her, because the child seemed to have fallen into a mental blow because of Will.

Is it really good to take Sally to see Will at this time?

Impulsive Alana thought about this calmly.

"Will's request?"

Alana couldn't react to Hannibal's sudden question, and subconsciously said after recovering from her contemplation: "Will, he should want to apologize to Sally."

"Currently, Sally's condition is not stable. When she is stable, I will take Sally to see Will, Alana."

Alana watched Hannibal walk slowly to her side. He bent down and caressed Alana's shoulder in a comforting manner. The attitude of the mentor made Alana return to her student days in a trance.

"You've done a good job, Alana, and you don't have to feel guilty. It's not necessarily a bad ending for Will."

Alana clenched her hands, "You know everything?"

"You've never been good at hiding things from me. On the day Sally was killed, you were the one who gave Will the wrong psychological treatment."

Alana was a proud psychiatrist. She couldn't achieve Hannibal's achievements, so she didn't want the other party to see her mistakes. But at this moment, Hannibal's blunt words made Alana a little embarrassed.

Also a little wronged.

"I thought I could make it up..."

"no need."

Hannibal walked away from Alana, light and dark intertwined on Alana's face, "You've done too much, Alana."

Hannibal seems to be referring to Alana making amends to Will for her mistake that led to where Will is now.

But vaguely, Alana felt that Hannibal was not only referring to this matter.

Hannibal stopped by the window, and the psychiatrist gently pushed aside a corner of the curtain with his bony hands, the fine light was divided into linear tassels, and the mottled shadows were reflected in the doctor's eyes, unable to reach the bottom.

"How is Sally recently?"

Hannibal's tone was cold: "She's fine."

"I'll visit her again when she recovers."

Alana picked up her bag, "I'm leaving, about Will... I have my own opinion, thank you, Hannibal."

The door opened softly, and Alana was inexplicably lost. From the beginning to the end, Hannibal never expressed condolences to Alana for being injured by Will last time.

Alana shook her head to get rid of the thoughts in her head. She just took a step when Hannibal's voice came from behind.

"Is your leg healed?"

Alana froze for a moment, then responded with a smile: "It's not a serious injury, it's almost recovered, you can continue preparing for the lecture, I won't bother you anymore."

Alana closed the door with a much lighter expression.

As she walked down the stairs, a group of football students came by, chatting and laughing. Among the sweaty boys, the girl with the high ponytail and several mud marks on her face was particularly conspicuous.

The two passed by staggered, their gazes met casually in mid-air, Alana retracted her gaze indifferently, and walked down the stairs.

Sally stopped walking, her eyes followed Alana's figure strangely until she disappeared at the stairs.

"Hey, Sally, do you know that old lady?"

Sally nodded, rubbing her nose uncomfortably, she smelled like Hannibal, she just went to see the shit shoveler.

Sally didn't take this matter too seriously, but her nose was itchy. Alana had sprayed perfume on her body, which was a bit irritating to the kitten's sensitive nose.

Sally sneezed a few times, the tip of her delicate nose was pink, and her clear blue eyes were misty.

"Wow, so cute."

Hammer pinched Sally's small face itchingly, it was soft, although the little girl slapped it away unceremoniously as soon as he pinched it, but the soft touch left on his fingers was enough for aftertaste.

"Which student brought you the younger sister? Hey, little Sally, you're leaving too fast! Wait for me! What's your phone number?"

Hammer followed her step by step, and the rest of the players looked at each other and spread their hands: "The captain's old problem has happened again, and I can't tolerate anyone in the eyes of cute chicks."

"Don't follow me!!"

Sally pushed Hammer away impatiently, the gray and black mud marks on her cheeks looked quite funny.

"I apologize to you, I should not let go and let you fall into the flower bed! My fault, I should not have played a prank."

Hammer showed a self-confidently charming smile: "But little Sally, you are still pretty even if your face is dirty."

The kitten didn't receive the hint from Hammer at all. She wiped her face unhappily, full of grievances: "Sally was very happy to play with you!!"

"Forehead……"

Hammer wanted to say that I was playing with you too, but the appearance of the little girl crying made Hammer realize that she was not the fun-loving women he knew before.

I really don't understand anything, just like a child.

Hammer licked his lips, "Why don't you go back to the dormitory with me, and I'll wash your face for you?"

In the hallway, the sun was shining through the windows, and the players were so far away that they were not light bulbs at all.

Hammer took Sally's hand and coaxed her to go back with him.

The door of that office opened, and Sally seemed to have found a backer, she was reluctant, and shook off Hammer's hand, and threw herself into Hannibal's arms, with the cold suit against her face, Sally hugged Rubbing Hannibal's waist, his small face rubbed against Hannibal's clothes.

Hannibal, whose hands were still resting on the doorknob, froze, looking down, the neat clothes were creased several times by the kitten, and the gray marks rubbed on the clean brown coat, and it became deeper and deeper.

Sally used Hannibal's clothes as a face cloth.

Hammer wanted to speak, but a cold gaze fell on him quietly, like a lamb stared at by a hunter, looking around blankly.

"What's your name, which department?"

Hammer's muscles tensed, and he met Hannibal's calm dark eyes, and confessed unconsciously: "Hammer Black, from the Department of Architecture."

"Ah."

Hannibal grabbed the kitten stuck to his body and pulled it away. The psychiatrist said in a low tone, "You're always making mistakes, Sally."

Sally was almost tired of hearing the same cliché.

The kitten muttered silently, "I've made mistakes several times even if I don't make mistakes", stuck out its little tongue, and ran into the house.

At the door, a psychiatrist in a suit and leather shoes stood opposite to a lively college student, and the students in the distance could only see the well-known Professor Lecter talking to Hammer indifferently.

The flamboyant boy was like a wilted leaf, and he was no longer arrogant.

"Adults aren't fun at all, Sally wants to go back to school, Sally misses Rick, misses Mindy."

The kitten slumped on the chair, with its face upturned, and its eyes closed, whining.

A veil was wiped on his face, and there was a faint scent of cedar wood. Hannibal's fingertips were slightly callused, and it didn't hurt to rub the kitten's delicate skin through the veil.

"Just now, Aunt Alana came?"

The corner of Hannibal's lips curved, "Yeah."

"she……"

Half of Sally's face was covered under the veil, only her bright red lips and delicate chin were exposed.

"She mentioned, how is Will?"

The hazy field of vision covered by the veil suddenly became clear, and Sally narrowed her eyes subconsciously.

"He's fine, you can go see him."

Sally frowned, grabbed the veil and covered her face again, and said in a dull voice, "I'm not going!"

The kitten nestled on the chair as if escaping from reality, and fell asleep after a while, with its head tilted, one of its legs hanging out, and the other leaning on the armrest without any lady at all. The little brown leather boots were on the Swaying gently in mid-air, she does not move when she is in a deep sleep. The skirt, which is neither long nor short, runs along her white thighs, and the shadow prevents people from seeing the deeper scenery clearly.

Hannibal took off his coat and put it on her, and continued to sort out the lesson plans. The pointer moved minute by minute, and Hannibal's eyes drifted to nowhere. Put it away and arrange your clothes.

When the time is up, go out to go to class, and lock the door before leaving to make sure that wayward cat wakes up early and won't run around.

The author has something to say: In fact, Uncle Ba is quite pitiful_(:з」∠)_

In the next chapter, when Will goes online, the kitten says he won’t see him, but his body is honest.