Chapter 17 You're Asking for Death

"You're...asking for death."

Black light surged from the depths of Zhou Ze's eyes. At this moment, he was very angry.

Yes, he was a cuckoo in a magpie's nest.

But,

So what!

I will take your body and continue to live. Can you stop me?

Your revenge,

Is just suddenly stimulating me to force myself on your wife?

Is that all you've got?

Zhou Ze opened his right hand, and black fingernails slowly grew out, surrounded by wisps of black mist.

Often, the real solution to a problem depends on where you sit, your position.

Standing on Zhou Ze's side, there's no way to distinguish right from wrong. He wants to live, and all actions based on this premise are correct. Otherwise, everything loses its meaning.

If it loses its meaning, is there even a need for right or wrong to exist?

"No matter where you're hiding, I will drag you out, even if...you're hiding in this body!"

Zhou Ze's face began to twist, and his fingernails began to dig into his chest.

"Hiss..."

Intense pain accompanied by uncontrollable twitching. Zhou Ze trembled all over and knelt on the ground.

He opened his mouth,

Looking a little lost.

He's not there.

He's just not there!

Why?

He had just risked almost shattering his own soul to verify that there was only Zhou Ze's unique soul in this body. Xu Le simply did not exist!

Zhou Ze struggled to his feet again, looking at his own face in the broken mirror. This time, he waited a long time, but the person in the mirror did not change at all.

Xu Le, he ceased to exist long ago.

So, everything I did to Doctor Lin before was driven by my own nature?

No,

That's impossible.

Impossible!

It can't be like this.

For the first time, Zhou Ze felt that the person in the mirror was so unfamiliar, not because he had changed his body and appearance, but because his heart, his soul, seemed to be completely different from his original self-perception.

Body and soul, which one is the real self?

Throughout history, many great poets and thinkers, both Chinese and foreign, have given a similar answer: the flesh will change and decay, but the soul can last forever.

It can be noble, it can be remembered, and it can shine brightly in the long river of history.

Zhou Ze also believed that he was still Zhou Ze, still his original self. Right now, it was just his body that had changed, but he still considered himself Zhou Ze.

Now,

He was starting to feel scared,

Because since Xu Le's soul no longer existed,

That also meant,

The one who changed...was himself?

………………

"Go to sleep, honey."

"Okay, I'll take our daughter to rest first. You finish up and rest early too."

"Okay, I'll rest after I revise this treatment plan."

Wang Ke gently twisted his neck and yawned. He was indeed very sleepy, but he had to finish the work at hand. He was only in his early thirties, but he already had a lot of gray hair.

Men at this age are in the most awkward position. If they don't work hard, it's too early to retire. But if they do, their bodies have already begun to decline.

"Ding ding ding… ding ding ding…"

Wang Ke frowned slightly. Who would be visiting so late?

He walked to the entrance and glanced at the video screen at the man in the black coat standing outside the door. He asked, "May I ask, who are you?"

"I'm looking for Wang Ke. A friend introduced me."

"I'm sorry, if you have something to discuss, you can make an appointment with my assistant. I usually don't..."

"Zhou Ze introduced me." The man outside the door said.

Hearing this name, Wang Ke was stunned for a moment, then opened the door.

The other person looked quite young, probably only twenty-five.

"Come in." Wang Ke gestured for the other person to enter and personally poured him a cup of tea and placed it on the coffee table.

Zhou Ze sat on the sofa, looking at his former friend.

He still hadn't changed, still working hard in his profession. As children who grew up together in the orphanage, they had a very good relationship since childhood, and in the old director's opinion, these two were among the most promising children to have come out of the orphanage in recent years.

Zhou Ze was a young vice director of the hospital, and Wang Ke already had his own psychological clinic, not a small store in a cramped location, but next to the South Street in the heart of Tong City.

Even this villa was by no means something ordinary people could afford.

"You know Zhou Ze?" Wang Ke asked first.

"Yeah, he's been dead for half a year." Zhou Ze replied, then picked up the teacup and took a sip. He still liked Maojian tea; his taste hadn't changed.

"What can I do for you?"

"I need a consultation."

"Consultation?" Wang Ke coughed. "You can make an appointment."

"It's urgent." Zhou Ze looked into Wang Ke's eyes. "Very urgent."

Wang Ke was silent, then smiled and nodded, getting up and saying, "Please come to the study with me."

Regardless of whether the other person's sudden visit was impolite, or whether the other person's request was abrupt, since the other person said he was Zhou Ze's friend, Wang Ke had no reason or way to refuse.

Zhou Ze sat upright in Wang Ke's study for a while. Wang Ke changed into a white coat and walked in, showing his solemnity.

"Tell me about your situation." Wang Ke twirled the pen in his hand. It was a dark gold pen, very eye-catching under the light in the study.

Zhou Ze slowly shook his head. "Don't hypnotize me, not even a light hypnosis."

Wang Ke nodded and put down the pen.

"I may have some...split personality." Zhou Ze organized his words.

"More specifically." Wang Ke asked.

"I feel like there is another person's personality in my body. To be precise, at a certain moment, that person's temperament will suddenly affect what I do, and I can clearly perceive that it is definitely not something I should do.

I have always...been a very disciplined person."

"Symptoms of split personality?" Wang Ke narrowed his eyes. "How long has it been?"

"Recently."

"How about this, draw your second personality on this piece of paper. Just rely on your own feeling to draw his appearance, even if you have never seen his real appearance."

Wang Ke handed Zhou Ze a piece of white paper and the pen.

"Second personality?" Zhou Ze asked.

"Yes." Wang Ke nodded.

"But...strictly speaking, I am the second personality." Zhou Ze pointed to himself. "The one who is causing trouble now should be the original personality of this body."

Wang Ke's eyes narrowed, and he began to re-examine Zhou Ze.

"Are you saying that your current state is the second personality?"

"According to your theory, it should be." Zhou Ze replied.

The original owner of this body was Xu Le, and Zhou Ze was an outsider. Therefore, Zhou Ze belonged to the second personality.

"Have you killed him?" Wang Ke asked with interest. He seemed...a little excited.

"Sort of, and I'm sure he's gone." Zhou Ze replied.

"Then this is actually an act of murder." Wang Ke reminded him. "Although legally, I can't judge your behavior, and I can't define your behavior, I still have to sit here and condemn you."

"What happens after the condemnation?"

"You came to me to find a way to completely get rid of the first personality's influence on you?"

"Yes."

Wang Ke started twirling the pen again, this time not for hypnosis, but because he was thinking.

"I don't know if I should help you, because from my perspective, you killed a 'person' who originally existed, and if I help you, I'm helping you to cover up the crime, and I'll become an accomplice."

"Help me." Zhou Ze said.

"I need to consider it." Wang Ke pondered.

"No need to consider, help me." Zhou Ze urged, then added, "Second Brother Dan." (Er Dan Ge)

When this "Second Brother Dan" was said, Wang Ke's face suddenly changed. He said in surprise, "Zhou Ze even told you this?"

Zhou Ze nodded.

Wang Ke looked up, a little tangled, but still gritted his teeth and started picking up a pen to write a prescription:

"I'll prescribe some medicine for you. These medicines are actually only auxiliary. They can help you stabilize your emotions and aid your sleep."

"Then there's no need to prescribe it." Zhou Ze said.

"The most important step is that you need to change your environment." Wang Ke ignored Zhou Ze's previous words, finished writing the prescription, and continued: "Break away from the social relationships of your first personality's original life, and reconstruct your own social relationships.

Many people believe that people's thoughts are only entrusted to the soul, although whether there is a soul in this world, that is, whether there are ghosts, is still unknown.

But this statement itself is inaccurate. In fact, our bodies, our muscles, our eyes, including many, many parts of our organs, can actually store a person's 'soul'. This 'soul' is different from the soul in the broad sense.

It refers to things like the 'muscle memory' created by athletes through countless repeated training, and 'psychological suggestion,' etc. You can think of it as a kind of inertia.

You are the second personality, and you killed the first personality,

But this body, after all, has existed and operated in the hands of the first personality for too long, too long. It has its own inertia, its own memory. Sometimes the reason why you suddenly make inexplicable choices, which make you feel shocked and surprised afterwards, and give you the illusion that the first personality still exists and is still causing trouble,

Is because of this reason.

First cut off all your current interpersonal networks and build your own social circle, so that this body can begin to adapt to you again, and the problem will be solved by offsetting the previous inertia.

Actually, your situation is not serious now. Your thinking logic is very clear. Overcoming it is just a matter of time." Wang Ke smiled.

At this time, someone knocked on the door outside the study.

"Honey, do you have guests?"

"Yes, please pour two more cups of coffee."

"Okay."

Zhou Ze thought of Doctor Lin, his parents-in-law, and that little sister-in-law.

Indeed,

In the beginning, he was repulsed by that person's social relations, and even wanted to break them off long ago.

But from when did it start,

She doesn't sleep with me anyway,

Has it become his obsession instead?

"How long does it take to sever ties?" Zhou Ze asked.

"It doesn't take long." Wang Ke shrugged, looking very relaxed. "I've been observing you since you walked in. How should I describe the feeling you give me?

You are the second personality, but I think you are the most thorough case of the second personality killing the first personality that I have ever seen.

It's like...the soul borrowing a corpse in ancient strange tales, very neat, very crisp, and can even be described as 'perfect.'

Now, you can understand it as a slight side effect of taking a certain medicine. You can completely overcome it with your own immunity. Maybe it will only take two or three months.

After that, you can pick up your previous relationships again, and there won't be any problems."

Zhou Ze nodded. "Thank you."

"You're welcome."

"Coffee is here."

The study door was pushed open, and a woman walked in with two cups of coffee, placing them on the desk.

Zhou Ze looked at the woman, and the woman also looked at Zhou Ze.

The next moment,

Zhou Ze's heart suddenly moved, and the woman's face also changed suddenly.

"What, do you know each other?" Wang Ke asked.

"Yes, he is Doctor Lin's husband, Xu Le." The woman replied.

"Ah?" Wang Ke stood up in surprise,

Actively came over to shake hands with Zhou Ze to express his gratitude.

The man in front of him was a patient introduced by his deceased childhood friend, and now he was also the savior of his daughter, so the relationship was naturally closer.

Zhou Ze perfunctorily responded, but in his mind, he was actually thinking about whether he should remind his childhood friend who was so focused on his career that his wife had recently been very obsessed with the indescribable "perm" activity?

After thinking about it, he should just remind him anonymously after leaving. Although the two of them had focused on their careers after starting work because they knew each other's personalities, they never bothered each other.

Their friendship and childhood memories hadn't changed, but they never had the habit of getting together to drink, chat, or relax when they had nothing to do. In fact, if the problem hadn't been so tricky this time, Zhou Ze wouldn't have come to Wang Ke.

He got married, Zhou Ze didn't know. He had children, Zhou Ze didn't know. But when help was needed, reporting his name, the other person would definitely agree.

Wang Ke and his wife accompanied Zhou Ze to the door, and Zhou Ze declined Wang Ke's offer to drive him back.

"Honey, what did he come to you for?"

"Medical consultation." Wang Ke replied, "You said, he runs a bookstore?"

"Yeah, a bookstore like a tea party."

"That's fine. I'll go take a look when I have the chance."

…………

Zhou Ze had just walked out of the range of this villa,

When he suddenly felt something, stopped, turned around, and looked at the villa behind him.

On the balcony of the villa,

Stood a little loli,

She hugged her white bear doll, wore red pajamas, and stood outside in the wind.

Her hair fluttered, her skirt fluttered, but she stood still, seemingly unaware,

Only that pair of eyes,

Were always fixed on him.

At first, Zhou Ze's expression was serious and his body was a little tense,

But slowly, the tension began to fade, and the pressure of Xu Le's affairs on his mind was relieved by the conversation just now. Zhou Ze was very relaxed.

However, what made Zhou Ze a little embarrassed was that,

It seemed that he not only had to remind his childhood friend about his wife's problem,

His daughter,

Seemed to have problems too.

Silently, Zhou Ze felt a little sorry for his childhood friend in his heart.

What sins did he commit in his previous life to have this kind of "happy and fulfilling" family?

At this thought, Zhou Ze's lips revealed a bitter smile.

The next moment, facing the gaze of the little loli on the balcony in the distance,

Zhou Ze raised his hand,

Waved in that direction:

Said a word:

"Hi."