The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 2859: The Battle of the Brick People! (3)



Chapter 2859: The Battle of the Brick People! (3)

Chapter 2859: The Battle of the Little Brick People! (Thirteen)

A lonely and desolate figure walked back to the gate of the manor step by step under the cover of night.

As the door slammed shut, Batman threw away his armor one by one, turned around and put on his red velvet striped pajamas.

Alfred was as thoughtful as ever, and had already prepared hot tea and cookies on the coffee table. Batman threw himself into the soft sofa with a bang, lay on his side on the sofa, supported his head with his hands, watched the midnight show on TV boredly, and threw the cookies into his mouth.

Before he knew it, there was only one cookie left. Batman reached out to take it while staring at the TV screen, but the next second he touched another hand. He let out a roar and jumped up.

Batman turned his head and looked at the figure sitting on the sofa on the other side as if he had seen a ghost. The other person picked up the last cookie and threw it into his mouth, then sipped a sip of hot tea with a satisfied look on his face.

Batman glared at him.

Schiller, leaning on the sofa, was unaware of the situation and was watching the noisy midnight family drama on TV with great interest. He even had time to joke with Batman, "I bet the hero and heroine will break up in less than three episodes. They are not the same kind of people at all. And the one behind him, yes, that female colleague holding the phone, will immediately take advantage of the situation. And judging from her appearance, she must want to rely on the child to get ahead..."

Batman was originally angry that he broke into his house and ate his cookies, but he became a little curious after hearing what he said. He curled his lips and said, "No, that's impossible. The hero and heroine have a good relationship. I watched this TV series the day before yesterday. They are childhood sweethearts."

Schiller snorted coldly and said, "Just watch if you don't believe me."

Each episode of this kind of family short drama is not long, only about 15 minutes. In fact, the plot begins to emerge at the 20-minute mark. The heroine runs out because of a quarrel and meets the second male lead on the side of the road. At this time, Batman knows that he is in trouble.

I barely watched two and a half episodes, and the male and female protagonists were already at loggerheads. The female protagonist ran off to look for the second male protagonist, and the third party that Schiller had pointed out before also successfully took over, and even secretly replaced the safety products.

Batman snorted and took out the remote control to change the channel. He said, "You must have watched this show in advance, but I'm not someone who is addicted to soap operas. I want to watch the current affairs news."

Batman used the remote control to change the channel. The midnight political radio stations in the United States don't broadcast any serious news. Most of the programs are people from both parties who are not so popular sitting there and talking nonsense. The rest are some Q&A programs on people's livelihood and some third-rate celebrity interview programs that are a bit funny.

Batman changed channels for a long time and finally found a familiar face. It seemed that it was a congressman he had met at a cocktail party. Although he was not a celebrity, it must be of some significance that he could attend a cocktail party with him.

The content of his conversation with the host was also very general, roughly analyzing the world situation and canvassing votes for his party. He then mentioned his daughter's marriage, pointing out that both of them were very devout Protestants, and then talked about some insignificant little things like wedding preparations.

These things seem meaningless, and it is inappropriate to discuss them in public, but American political news is always like this. It seems that there is a lot of meaningless nonsense, but every sentence is to show the position of one's own party.

This MP is obviously from the Conservative Party, and the wedding details he emphasized were all the most traditional and classic, which can resonate with some older people. This is their usual tactic.

Unexpectedly, Schiller shook his head, sighed and said, "It seems that his daughter's marriage will not go well."

Batman's attention was drawn to him again. It wasn't that he wanted to see this uninvited guest, but the other party always said things that seemed like fairy tales in a very confident tone.

"Come on, isn't this just an old politician with a frustrated mind playing his outdated tricks? How can you tell that the marriage won't work out?"

"Did you notice a detail?" Schiller also leaned on the single sofa, supporting his head with his hands and said, "His daughter asked for a blue and white balloon arch, but he refused because it didn't match the color of the carpet, and the balloons might have accidents, causing the guests to be startled."

"Yeah, what's the matter?" Batman had a rather "I'd like to see what spiel you have to say" attitude.

"I guess it was not his daughter who wanted it, but his son-in-law. The choice of bow tie style later on is even more obvious."

"According to what he said, the current son-in-law is his daughter's first love, and the two never lived together before marriage. So how did his daughter learn about so many styles of men's bow ties, and how did she pick one out of them, and even confidently analyze the style of each one with her father?"

"Are you saying that this son-in-law has been using his daughter's mouth to try to sway her father's decision?"

"What I mean is that this gentleman's daughter has been completely won over by his son-in-law. She is not as traditional and conservative as he said. She must have been a heretic in private a long time ago."

"How can you tell this?"

"This kind of problem always arises in such families. It is not hard to see that because her father was frustrated in his career, he was eager to find some advantages for himself. As a member of the Conservative Party, he naturally had to act traditional and conservative. Since he couldn't do that himself, he made his daughter into the perfect traditional wife in his mind."

"How do you know he can't do it himself?"

"Not only do I know he can't do it, I also know he can't control his lower body. This guy must have cheated on me a long time ago."

"Although I'm not surprised at all, but how did you know that?"

"Remember the two audience perspectives we just cut to?"

"You mean the smiling faces they cut out when they made that joke about God?"

"Yes, his lover should be sitting there. If you don't believe me, just look at the third person in the second row, the woman with brown curly hair. Her smile is obviously different from the others."

Batman stared at the screen with disbelief. After a while, they told another unfunny joke, so the camera cut to the audience again. This time, Batman mainly stared at the woman pointed out by Schiller, and then he found that there seemed to be something different.

The other people's reactions were professional smiles at best, and perfunctory at worst. Not surprisingly, most of the audience were paid to attend, but the lady with brown hair had a kind of pride in her smile.

This kind of pride is very strange. It is not the kind of pride that comes from seeing an acquaintance perform well, but more like the kind of pride and complacency that comes from possessing someone and having her announce her importance to the public.

This emotion is so obvious that even ordinary people can get a glimpse of it, let alone Batman.

"If he had set a good example himself, I might not have so easily concluded that his daughter was rebellious, but if he could do something like this, you should know what kind of person he is."

Schiller sighed softly and said, "For children, the most terrifying thing is not the harshness of their parents. If parents can stick to one path from beginning to end, then even if it is wrong, they will not raise a split person, and will not let the child suffer from the pain of self-tear."

"The most terrifying thing is that the family changes its mind from day to day, and has contradictory logic. They want one thing at one moment and another at another. They treat their children with one set of logic, and themselves and others with another set of logic. Children who grow up in such a family will be torn apart mentally, and eventually fall into an endless vortex of self-pull, becoming addicted to it and out of tune with the world."

"Children with this kind of personality have difficulty handling intimate relationships. Fear of loss may be the best way to describe it, but I prefer to call it a 'sliding door that drives you crazy.'"

"People distanced themselves from him, and he felt that they were distanced from him because of others. He felt that he should be superior to the other people he interacted with, so he was eager to tie them to his side."

"People want to be close to him, he wants to know whether they are closest to him, and he requires them to prove themselves without any bottom line. If the other party cannot satisfy him, he will push them away."

"In intimate relationships, they repeat this process endlessly until it drives all normal people who are not sliding doors crazy."

"Wait." Batman seemed to suddenly realize something. He narrowed his eyes and looked at Schiller and said, "Are you talking about the congressman's daughter?"

"Of course." Schiller nodded innocently and said, "What else? I'm not using this as an allusion, am I?"

Batman was choked. He always felt that something was wrong, but if he pointed it out, it seemed like he was being too serious.

After all, this is still a casual chat, and whoever gets down to business first will appear guilty. Schiller said he was just talking about a TV show, and if Batman argued with him about this, wouldn't it seem like he was applying these symptoms to himself?

"Of course, this kind of problem that only manifests itself in intimate relationships often leads to many bad consequences, such as the inappropriate loneliness that always comes with it, the self-doubt that follows, the frustration and sadness after wavering, and finally the nihilistic self-denial..."

Schiller spoke again, and a lot of analysis flowed out of his mouth smoothly, as if he had prepared a long speech.

"Because they cannot properly handle intimate relationships, they often feel lonely. Even if they are surrounded by beautiful women, the endless questioning still makes it difficult for them to receive the emotional signals from others. Therefore, they always feel that they are out of tune and no one can understand them. They feel lonely and isolated."

"The more lively others are, the more abnormal I appear. So I simply avoid participating in any lively occasions. It's best to be alone so as not to appear pitiful. Then it becomes more difficult to open up my heart, and I become more lonely and desolate."

"His behavior of isolating himself from the world and pushing others away is also hurtful to others. People are made of flesh and blood. We all like to treat others with empathy and give and take, rather than just giving and then getting hurt."

“So, those once splendid clusters of flowers have all withered, the excitement has all ended, and there is really only one person left in the empty world. So the imaginary loneliness has become real loneliness, and the lonely scene of self-construction has also become real loneliness.”

"Although we can't say that these people have it to themselves, if they can realize that the problem lies with themselves, then the situation can be greatly improved, and it is never too late. After all, after one spring passes, there will be another, and there will always be flowers blooming."

Batman sat up from his chair, suddenly stretching his neck and yelling, "Alfred! Go get me that bottle of good wine!"

"Which bottle, sir?" Alfred appeared at the right time.

“The best one!”


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