My Little Mom is the Richest

"Okay, assuming what you said is true, then what I want to ask is, what happens after you find that thing?" Mu Qiu began to ask.

"Ah? That's what you're talking about. According to past practice, after you find that thing, you can tell people everything in detail. Although some people will remember it, some people won't."

"But the person you remember can go somewhere and continue to spread it again in a confused way. In the end, everyone may think that he is the founder of a school of thought or a certain religion."

"Then until one day, a few weird people will discover that there are some differences, and then continue to search painstakingly until they can't find the answer."

"You will start thinking until you encounter the so-called thinking, and then it will start over and over again." This patient used her capricious thinking to make Mu Qiu feel confused.

"Okay! You have confused me. Even now I don't know what you are talking about." Mu Qiu said impatiently.

"Since you said that, I think to you, in other words! It should be that to you, I am a mental patient." The patient said with a smile.

After that, Mu Qiu didn't want to prove that the patient began to doubt herself, so she tried her best to explain to the patient.

But no matter what Mu Qiu said, the patient stopped answering Wood Ball's questions, but for him, his purpose had been achieved.

As for what his purpose is? Mu Qiu felt that her purpose was to arouse Mu Qiu's views on these things. But this doesn't work, it can only mess up Muqiu's mind.

After this interview, as soon as I returned home, I felt that my mind was particularly confused.

Mu Qiu didn't sleep the whole night, feeling like she was suffering from insomnia. All kinds of messy thoughts were mixed together, making Mu Qiuli confused.

However, Mu Qiu didn't know what to do. He seemed to understand what the patient said today.

Mu Qiu really wanted to talk to the patient again tomorrow, but suddenly Mu Qiu began to feel that this was very scary.

Because Mu Qiu remembered that before going to bed tonight, she kept fixing the DV on her clothes or pants as the patient said.

Mu Qiu tossed and turned all night, and remembered what a friend, a psychiatric doctor, once told her.

That's the sentence: "You must never pay too much attention to what the mentally ill patient says, and don't try to deeply understand the worldview he tells you, otherwise you will be like them and will go crazy sooner or later."

But regarding what the mentally ill patient said today, Mu Qiu really had difficulty controlling her brain. She always thought inadvertently, is thinking really a wall that limits us?

And how big is this world?

It seems that no one is willing to answer these questions for Mu Qiu.

Mu Qiu didn't know whether what the mental patient said was true or false. He felt like he had entered a pyramid scheme by mistake and had completely lost his consciousness.

His brain was easily cleaned by him in this afternoon. Thinking about wooden balls, he felt particularly useless. He thought he could defeat them.

This can only be blamed on Mu Qiu being too careless and self-righteous and having the nerve to laugh at others. . ,,.