Chapter 251 Campfire on a Snowy Night (End)
When Alberto left, the sky had darkened. Before Schiller could take a break, the bell rang again.
This time it was Bruce who appeared outside the door. He was wearing a turtleneck sweater and a windbreaker jacket. He looked very upright. When Mrs. Miller passed by outside the door, he smiled and nodded to him. Mrs. Miller couldn't be happier.
When he sat across from Schiller's desk, looking at Bruce's increasingly serious expression, Schiller said: "It's been a long time since you showed up at Gotham University's psychological clinic. This time you made an appointment at Arkham Hospital." What’s wrong with the treatment?”
"It's been a long time since you've been in the psychiatric clinic at Gotham University, Professor."
Schiller sighed and said, "You made the appointment for psychotherapy on your own initiative. Don't sound like you are fighting for the initiative in business negotiations. Are you the doctor or am I the doctor?"
"If you have the attitude that you must win in negotiations, then I suggest you go home and talk to the wall."
Bruce's lips moved, and then he said: "Actually, it's Alfred..."
"Your butler? What happened to him?"
"Before, Vince Yin stayed at my house for a few days. Alfred was very happy, but after he left, I could clearly feel that Alfred was a little disappointed..."
Schiller looked into Bruce's eyes and said, "Isn't this normal? Everyone would be a little unhappy when their friends leave face to face, right?"
"I think you have thought of this, so what you are sad about now is that you find that Alfred has actually been in a lonely state, but you didn't care about him before..."
"He grew up with me, and I know his hobbies. I once prepared opera tickets for him, and I wanted him to go on a trip or build a nursing home for him to take care of his old age, but he was unwilling..."
"Do you think it's because he liked Vince Yin very much and Vince Yin left, that's why he was unhappy?"
"Isn't it?"
Schiller shook his head and said, "I think he is happy because you agreed to Vince Yin coming over to stay overnight, or in other words, he is happy because you have made friends in college."
"but……"
"Do you want to say that you don't need friends? Or to put it further, do you think you don't need those extra feelings? Then what do you think you feel about Alfred?"
Bruce's mouth moved again, but he did not say the word, and did not seem to want to mention the word. Schiller thought he heard it, and he said: "I will compare Alfred to your parents. I I don’t think you would object to this metaphor.”
"Generally speaking, normal parents will feel happy and gratified when their children bring home classmates and friends and get along well with them. Most of them are pleased with their children's growth in interpersonal communication, but some of them are It’s because their sensibility and rational judgment are all about being happy that their children have the ability to give normal emotions.”
"If your child has the normal ability to give and receive affection, it means that the child can feel the love of his parents. When you can be sure that your love is received by others, you will feel very happy, because This is a common emotional feedback mechanism.”
"On the contrary, if your child is indifferent to everyone around him, as if his heart is filled with despair, then parents will also start to worry about whether their children cannot feel their love, or whether it is because of themselves. Not loving him enough caused problems with his ability to give and receive emotions..."
"The same is true for Alfred. He is just like your parents. He puts all his emotions on you. When you show any bad changes, he will reflect on himself. And when you show some good changes, he will reflect on himself. Change, and this positive feedback will be fed back to him, making him feel happy.”
"This is the most normal emotional relationship between parents and children in the world. Compare your heart to your heart and empathize with each other."
"Now you should be able to understand the reasons for some of Alfred's emotional fluctuations, right?"
Bruce nodded, indicating that he fully understood the theory, and then said, "Then what do you think I should do now?"
"You have to ask yourself. I think Alfred should know you very well. He should know which one of you is the real you, and which of your emotions are real and which are disguised."
"Now, he is happy about your friendship with Vince Yin, so can I infer that you did get some positive emotions from this friendship?"
Bruce said nothing, and Schiller said helplessly: "You can't think that I have the ability to read minds. Bruce, if you don't tell me the answer, are you going to let me guess?"
"If the positive emotions you mean are the sleepiness of not being able to sleep, and the helplessness of being dragged to listen to some cliche opera, then there are indeed some."
"I remember that bats are mammals, not birds..." Schiller looked at Bruce, and Bruce also looked at Schiller, wondering what he was going to say when he suddenly changed the subject, and then Schiller turned a corner and said: " Birds are not as tough as you."
"The Ronin Begins with Douluo"
"Can't sleep and feel sleepy? Why didn't you tell me when you were wearing tights and going out to fight criminals all night? You were helpless when you were dragged to listen to some old-fashioned opera? If Vince Yin could beat you, he wouldn't have to make a bomb to kill himself It was blown into the pit of the church..."
Bruce was not embarrassed at all by being exposed. He still said expressionlessly: "I'm here to find a solution. I can't let Vince Yin live in my manor all the time. Even if Falcone has no objection, Celine Na will also be very angry..."
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“You’d better ask your questions before looking for solutions.”
"I've told you my problem a long time ago. I found that Alfred has been immersed in a lonely mood, and I want to make a change."
"I have already given you the answer to this question. If you are happy, your butler will be happy. If you are not happy, he will not be happy."
Bruce fell into silence again. He found that he was led into a dead end by Schiller. If according to this theory, the way to make Alfred happy is very simple, that is, to make himself happy.
This solution should be very effective in theory, but in practice it is almost impossible because Batman is unhappy all year round.
It can't be said that he is unhappy, it can only be said that his mood does not fluctuate much.
The atmosphere in the room fell silent again, and Schiller did not continue to give Bruce any advice, because if he followed the normal process, he would then go deep into Batman's heart to explore why he was unhappy and how to make him happy.
Considering that conducting research on this proposition is likely to constitute academic infringement on the clown, Schiller decided not to delve into it further.
"Do you think it's possible to stop his emotions from pinned entirely on me?" Bruce raised another possibility.
"This is indeed a direction. We still look at it according to that theory. Parents will have such a mental journey. If they really start to withdraw their emotions from their children and return to their personal lives, then there are two possibilities: ”
"Either they have firmly believed that their children are happy enough and can live a good life even if they don't need them, and understand that the biggest source of children's happiness is no longer the care of their parents."
"Then they will actively transfer their emotions, either to others, or to focus on themselves."
Schiller buckled the cap of his pen and made a soft sound. He looked at Bruce and asked, "Do you have any plans to get married recently?"
Bruce was stunned by the sudden change of topic.
"I'm not kidding. If you have plans to get married recently, then Fred should be able to get rid of this situation, or you and Selina can have a child. This situation should be fundamentally solved."
Bruce shook his head slightly, and Schiller continued: "There is also the possibility that the parents' unsatisfied obsession is greater than their love for their children. When they pick up this obsession again, the feelings will be Detach from your children and focus on their obsession.”
"Obsession..." Bruce frowned and muttered to himself, and Schiller then asked: "Although it's a bit offensive, I still want to ask, does your butler have any relatives alive now?"
Bruce shook his head again, and Schiller asked again: "So has he ever been married or had a crush?"
Bruce paused for a long time, and then shook his head. Schiller asked: "Is it not, or do you not know?"
"I know a little bit, but not in detail, and that's probably the problem. He knows me well, but..."
"Well, you have checked out everyone around you, and even kept the information in your mind about strangers you have only met once on the road, but you only have no detailed understanding of your closest butler... Maybe this is also proof that he is special to you."
"I'll find a way." Finally, Bruce said.
The fireplace in the room was completely burning, and the fire was getting stronger and stronger. But on the contrary, as the sky got darker, the temperature became lower and lower. When the rain started to fall again, it had turned into tiny ice crystals. Then it turned into pale snow particles.
It’s hard to imagine a city on the East Coast with snow in the fall, but Gotham has been ridiculous for a long time, so it’s no less weird.
Schiller sat behind his desk while people came and went.
In the eyes of Cobot, who was troubled by his life choices, the tabletop turned into a layer of ice on which he stood. This thin bird swayed off the table and fell into the sea. A faint flame was seen in the sea.
The double-faced Yin Wensi walked in, and the room became his stage. Lightning and thunder outside the window. When the lightning fell, suddenly, the dazzling light split the entire room into two, half black and half white. White, when a flame ignites on this boundary, it is brighter than the sun.
Before Vince Yin's figure completely left, Batman walked in. The vast snowy night in his heart was darker and colder than anyone else's. The flame was almost too weak to be completely invisible, but he still stood here, It was as if the illusory light could provide him with a touch of warmth, even if it was just psychological.
The three figures stood alone by the campfire. Soon, more figures came over. Some of their faces were very familiar. After standing for a while, they walked into the wind and snow again. Some figures were illusory, just like It's like there is a barrier in the universe.
When the cold wind suddenly picked up and the flames became weaker and weaker, the figures coming and going took out the firewood and threw it into the fire. When the burning "crackling" sound sounded again, the electric bell rang quickly. Schiller looked up and saw a green The figure with hair stood outside the door, holding a bottle of wine in his hand.
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The author laughed out loud when he saw the protagonist work hard for another day.
The reader laughed out loud when he saw the author work hard for another day.
The protagonist laughed out loud when he saw the reader work hard for another day.
The world of all the happy people is achieved√