Marvel: I have a serious mental illness

Cornell had just finished speaking.

"Hahaha………"

A burst of wild laughter suddenly sounded.

The clown Zhou Ran grinned, and a sunny smile appeared on his face.

Yes, that's right, this is a sunny and cheerful smile.

But when paired with the pale paint and blood-red lipstick, the sunshine no longer looked cheerful, but instead looked eerie.

The clown Zhou Ran twisted his neck violently, then took out a dagger from his arms and gently placed it on Cornell's neck.

He looked at Cornell and said in an extremely gentle tone: "Cornell, you are really smart... I have to say, those words you just said really touched my heart."

"I haven't seen someone as smart as you for a long time. Well, to a certain extent, your intelligence is comparable to that bat..."

"Well...that's right, I didn't lie to you. Really, you did it. Except for that bat, few people can guess what I really think in my heart!"

"Cornell, you really opened my eyes today."

"What should I do to you?" Clown Zhou Ran murmured softly.

He blinked his confused eyes and said faintly: "Dr. Cornell, let me tell you a funny story."

"When I was young, I was a child with excellent academic performance."

"I'm very smart, so smart that I can get into MIT without even studying... It's amazing!"

"I have been a child in other people's mouths since I was a child. Everyone praised me loudly, but I didn't feel the slightest bit happy."

"Haha..." Clown Zhou Ran sneered, stared into Cornell's eyes, and asked slowly: "Doctor, do you know why this is?"

After hearing this, Cornell was startled.

But Cornell didn't wait for an answer.

The clown suddenly trembled all over, his eyes full of fear.

He shivered and continued with trembling lips: "Because no matter how well I performed, my father would always speak harshly to me, punch and kick me."

"Oh, you really can't imagine how he beat me... He is a doctor, an extremely professional doctor. When he beat me, he would put a soft pillow on my body."

"In this way, when he finishes beating me, I will feel great pain all over my body, and there will be no scars on my body..."

The clown Zhou Ran lowered his head, and after a moment of silence, he slowly raised his head again, with a smile on his face again: "Hey, doctor, I told everyone around me about this, told my friends, told

I told the teacher and the police...but because I didn’t have any injuries on my body, no one believed me.”

"In this way, in everyone's eyes, I became a very smart but immoral child, and my father also had countless reasons to beat me at will..."

"Well... when I grew up, in order to understand this matter, I chose to become a psychiatrist, because only in this way can I understand my father's extremely perverted psychology..."

"I really like the profession of psychiatrist. In the hospital, I can come into contact with all kinds of patients with mental illness."

"Hehehe, everyone calls them mentally ill, but in my eyes they are just a bunch of lunatics, a bunch of damn lunatics!"

"After being in contact with these lunatics for a long time, I finally understood that my father is a lunatic, and he is a damn lunatic..."

"Hahaha, it sounds so ironic! The father of a psychiatrist can actually be a lunatic... Although it is ridiculous, it is reality..."

"Doctor, guess what my name is?"

The clown Zhou Ran retracted the sharp dagger, a smile appeared on his lips, he lay next to Connell's ear and asked softly.

"Cornell..."

Cornell's face turned pale, he gritted his teeth and replied.

His whole body was shaking.

"Hahaha……"

The clown Zhou Ran laughed wildly and said, "Cornell, did this story touch your heart?"

"This is your story...you have been hiding the story that you are unwilling to admit, right..."

There was panic and a hint of deep fear on Cornell's face.

His body was hunched, his eyes glowed with scarlet light, and his whole body exuded a strange aura, like a ferocious beast that chose people to devour.

See this.

"Hahaha..." Zhou Ran, the clown, couldn't help but chuckled. He reached out and patted Connell's shoulder gently, comforting: "Doctor, put away your kid-like tricks. Although the laser

The ejaculation hurts a lot, but it doesn't hurt me at all."

"Don't worry, I won't do anything to you...because although you are smart, you are just like me. Both of us are complete lunatics."

"Madman is the most similar quality between the two of us; madman is the key to us becoming friends."

After hearing this, Cornell was silent for a moment and slowly straightened up.

A bitter smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and he said in a low voice: "Tsk, tsk, tsk, Mr. Clown, he is still as sharp as usual! Such words that touch my soul make me feel huge pain."

"I never thought that one day I would see this unforgettable past again. I never thought that one day I would relive this life that was full of pain and made me unable to breathe."

Cornell complained.

"Mr. Clown, you are really a devil who plays with people's hearts."

"Fortunately, we are friends, not enemies. It must be painful to be your enemy, extremely painful."

"You hurt me, and I feel really uncomfortable right now... Mr. Clown, you have to make it up to me!"

"Hahaha..." The clown Zhou Ran couldn't help laughing when he heard this. Then he looked into Cornell's eyes, straightened his face, and said very seriously and seriously: "Cornell, tell me, what do you want?

How can I make it up to you?"

"If it's not too much, maybe I'll agree to it?"

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After hearing this, Cornell pushed up his glasses and was a little surprised.

"Really?" He smiled and said, "I want to know something. It's not too much, but it's also very much. It's somewhere between too much and not too much."

"Mr. Clown, I always hear you mention that bat? I want to meet the bat you are talking about. Is he also the personality in Mr. Jake's body?"

The clown Zhou Ran shook his head and said with a smile: "Cornell's bat is much funnier than me. His heart is extremely dark, but he can endure this darkness..."

"The reason why the bat can intimidate the villains is that he is to some extent more evil than the villains, but the bat has suppressed this evil. This is a rare thing."

"Cornell, I want to see him, but it's extremely difficult, extremely difficult. I also want to see him. Life without him is really difficult..."

"It's a pity that there is no soil that can cultivate bats on this land..."

"Alas!" After hearing this, Cornell sighed softly and said, "Is that so? It's really a pity that we can't see bats!"

"I think he must be a guy who is both loved and hated by people. People who love him love him so much, and people who hate him hate him so much."

"Mr. Clown, since I can't see you, can you tell me a story about bats?"

After hearing this, the clown Zhou Ran was silent for a moment, then stretched out two fingers to Cornell and said: "Cornell, give me a cigarette. He has a lot of stories. I need to take some time to think about it."

Cornell put the cigarette in Clown Zhou Ran's hand, took out the lighter, and lit it gently.

"Huh..." Clown Zhou Ran took a deep breath and slowly exhaled, white smoke lingering in the air.

He smiled and began to tell the story of bats.

"Bat is both an unfortunate and a lucky person. Unfortunately, he lost his parents when he was eight years old and saw them die in front of him. From then on, the night, gunshots, blood, fear... entangled him.

In his sleep; fortunately, he has no worries about food and clothing, is rich as a country, has endless money, a smart brain, and a strong body..."

"Bat is very lonely. No one can understand him. The only one who can understand him is a madman. He has shouldered many responsibilities that do not belong to him and endured great pain for this. He is covered with all kinds of

Every scar could kill him and make him lose his life. At the most dangerous time, he even had his spine broken... But even so, he still could not destroy his faith. He still pursued his own ideas and used his iron fist to fight.

Defeat powerful enemies one after another.”

"The bat will never fail, he will never fail, because once he fails, countless people will die because of him. So he always wins, always wins, won in the past, will win now, and will still win in the future...

... No matter how wonderful a plan you come up with in your whole life, he will see through everything, be one step ahead of you, and then knock you down, crushing you down so hard that you will start to fear him from now on..."

"However, I won the last time, and he changed and became what I wanted..."

"…………"

"…………"

"In short, he is very powerful. He is not like a human being, but like a monster walking in the dark."

After smoking a cigarette, the story about bats is finished.

The clown Zhou Ran put out his cigarette butt and stretched out hard.

"Huh..." Cornell breathed a long sigh of relief, raised his eyebrows, and asked with a smile: "Mr. Clown, that bat must hate you..."

"Of course!" Clown Zhou Ran nodded without hesitation, and he said very confidently: "There is no doubt that among the people he hates in his life, I must be the number one."

"Hahaha..." Cornell smiled and said, "This is really strange... He hates you, but you don't hate him, you even like him very much."

"Mr. Clown, among the people you like in your life, bats must be number one!"

The clown Zhou Ran raised his eyebrows and said: "No, the bat can only be ranked second. The first ranked bat is the bat hidden in the heart of the bat."

"But now? In my heart, the bat can only be ranked third, and the first one is Jake."

"Ahem..." Cornell coughed lightly and said, "Jake? Mr. Clown, to be honest, Jake, he doesn't seem like a person who can carry you."

"Of course...this is just my personal opinion. At least in my personal eyes, Jake doesn't look like a person who can achieve anything."

"He is very good, has strong self-discipline, has a wise mind, understands everything, and is sure of victory, just like the prophet in myths and legends...but he only lacks a strong heart."

"He looks bright and confident on the outside, but he is weak and empty on the inside. He has countless things that scare him."

"He is greedy for life and afraid of death, and lives in an ignoble way. Tsk, tsk, tsk, really, he really doesn't look like a strong person, at least he is definitely not a strong person mentally."

"Mr. Clown, you see, he has mastered the power of Superman Clark, but he is still timid in doing things and dare not do anything."

"Maybe my words are a little ugly, but everything I say is the truth."

After listening to what Cornell said.

The clown Zhou Ran nodded, with a smile on his face, and said: "Cornell, you are right."

"He really lacks a strong heart, a heart that has no scruples and is not afraid of anything."

"But you only see half of him clearly. The other half is something you can never see clearly."

"He knows much more than you, and he has seen much more than you... When you truly understand the truth of this world, you may be worse than him, and you will never be able to be like him.

…”

"He is very fragile, and there are countless things that can take away his life...but he has not stopped. He has been working hard and looking for ways to protect himself."

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Cornell, there are some things you don't know... Although the world seems peaceful, it is full of countless crises..."

The clown Zhou Ran paused and continued: "Cornell, you are a doctor. You should know how painful and uneasy a patient like him is..."

"I'm just one side of him, and that side of him can evolve into someone as scary as me... Do you know how many such sides he has?"

After hearing this, Cornell's pupils shrank suddenly and asked: "Mr. Clown, how many are there?"

"Isn't it just you and that Superman?"

The clown shook his head and said: "I told you the part about Superman...otherwise you wouldn't know it and wouldn't act so calm."

"Superman is very powerful...but among his personalities, he doesn't rank too high."

"Well, essentially, he can undergo countless splits, and he can have countless different personalities..."

"This is an idealistic power. As long as he wants, he can take the initiative to split."

"Of course, too many divisions is not a good thing. Just like now, there are only a few in total, but they still fight occasionally... There are tens of thousands of divisions, and there is no point in fighting madly in the mind every day..."

"In addition, the few we have now are enough to cope with everything. Each of us has considerable strength, and each of us is very powerful."

"Doctor Cornell, it's not that he is not powerful, it's that we stole the power that belongs to him... When he wants to take it back, we can't resist..."

After hearing this, Cornell couldn't help but gasped and cursed: "Oh! Fuck! My God, there is such an outrageous person in this world, what a monster!"