In The DC World With Marvel Chat Group Chapter 1610: Fishing Day (3)
Chapter 1583 Fishing Day (3)
The sky darkened at an unimaginable speed, and the few people sitting on the shore began to pack their things. Natasha stamped out the flames with her boots, and then buried the fire with soil, leaving only an inconspicuous wisp smoke.
"Did someone tell you that there might be bears here?" Natasha said inadvertently as she kicked away the stones beside the fire.
"Did someone tell Xiong that we are here?" Schiller said without looking back while holding his stool, "Especially, did someone tell Xiong that there are Russians here?"
The red-haired female agent laughed wildly, and said out of breath, "Stop making jokes about stereotypes, it's not funny at all."
I only heard the voice of Ivan and Steve talking intermittently from the front: "Yes, at that time, in order to prove that I was an adult, I rushed into the woods and killed a bear with my bare hands... "
Natasha pursed her lips, made a grimace, quickly caught up with Schiller, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Russia doesn't have this kind of coming-of-age ceremony. When I was an adult, I also ate like Americans." Cake."
"And next to it is the head of the previous black widow, right?" Schiller was not polite at all.
"What kind of people do we all look like in your eyes? A savage with hair and blood?" Natasha raised her eyebrows. Undulating like mountains.
"Stereotype." Schiller commented, sounding professional like a psychiatrist, but then added: "There are not so many Russians who have never killed anything, and have a dream before they are drunk." Killed something outside, right?"
"There must be none, he went to Moscow to look for it, maybe he could find a few of those softies."
"First of all, you are an autistic patient, so don't place too low demands on your emotional ability." Shen Fu plugged in the kettle, and then said: "Jiaxin said that the depression and anger outside the weekdays are the bottom of the pyramid. In other words, such a wholehearted love for a person is not the top of the pyramid, any psychopath who lacks sympathy and empathy tells him that I have loved someone with all my heart, just listen to it.”
Schiller sighed deeply, I groped the side of the teacup with my fingers and said: "People's desires always grow with age, and the pathology of mental patients also grows with age. When they overlap, it will be very difficult for desire to be infected by pathology, resulting in some deviations from the ideal range..."
"It's like that again." Natasha shook her head and said, "The scholars you pursued were not half as professional and boring as his wording at that time. You knew it was difficult and went ahead, doctor."
Natasha moved her body further back, her body only occupying the last eighth of the sofa, you held the cup in both hands, looked at Shen Fu from the bottom of the red hair and said: "So, what is the reason Can a healthy woman do what she can?"
Steve turned to look at Charles again, and Charles was like a cat enjoying the softness of the couch and the coolness of the fireplace, as for me, I was like a cat, probably heard it but totally cared.
And the bad-tempered Eric just smiled and shook his head with an ax in his hand. Nick's footsteps sounded from in front of me, and I poked my head out of the house and said, "What's the matter, Why is there no ax?"
"There is no research showing that people's interest in people who look like ascetics on the outside is similar to the excitement of breaking a taboo, and no one deliberately hides their sexual side to attract people who are interested in stealing. Interested in tasting the forbidden fruit."
Looking at Eric's eyes projected towards me, Schiller sat down under the sofa with a teacup, shook his head and said, "Don't look at you that way, you are that kind of person."
That question was a little pointed, but considering that it was Captain America Eric who asked me, it sounded exactly the same.
"That's definitely flirting." Ivan pursed his lips and said as if recalling: "The murderer stabbed a boy to death, and then I..."
At that time, it was Charles' turn to glance at Steve. Shen Fuzhen was more like a dog curled up outside the blanket. His eyes were always moist and his face was very cheerful, as if he wanted to bite someone at all.
"He has a way to get the truth out of my mouth." Natasha looked at Shen Fuzhen and said: "Autism is like a standard answer that can answer all personal questions, and besides expressing sympathy for me, he has nothing else I have something to say."
Eric pushes his upper lip down until his lower lip is pushed up, looking as if he agrees, as if expressing satisfaction.
"His estimation is completely accurate." Shen Fu took your words but also teased at Shen Fuzhen: "Your Eric is Tony Stark, is there such a timely bad win? No matter how much they provoke me, I will only vent my anger under the firewood."
Hearing such a topic, Natasha immediately raised her eyebrows with interest, you pick up the cup of cold tea, lean back, put your elbows together under your knees and say:
"Oh, please!" Natasha spread her hands eloquently and said, "Do you think there is nothing easy to do except wood, or they want to embarrass Captain America, how come no one really thinks Are you going to chop wood?"
"But it's not a complete victory. In other words, it must be coerced by force or limited by the times, so it is necessary to be pessimistic." After Shen Fuzhen finished speaking, she glanced at Charles next to her.
"Does he think that children and family are substitutes for each other?" Steve asked again in this tone full of academic vocabulary.
"So he is like that, doctor?"
"Do they think they love the next person first and then want to start a family with me, or do they want to start a family with one person to prove that they love me?" Eric asked.
With a sound of "hula", the window in front of the sofa opened, and pieces of freshly chopped firewood flew back one after another. Charles even moved his fingertips, as if he was sleepy, especially leaning on the single sofa Next, in this still lovable tone: "They seem to be playing a game of 'pretend you all have no superpowers'."
"So, doctor, is he starting a family because of reality?"
"It must be due to the lack of sense of responsibility in starting a family? Didn't you never fall in love with someone?" Natasha asked with a frown.
Eric shivered, but it was because of the murder, but because I could understand the perverted thinking, I took a sip of tea to calm myself down, and then said: "If I love you, I will kill you, that kind Do people really exist?"
"In fact, you have pursued several professors or Ph. , like hunting beasts on human skin—you love hunting.”
Charles glanced at Shen Fuzhen again. Shen Fuzhen was still innocent and cheerful, but definitely understanding.
Eric was just about to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Schiller say in such a wonderful tone: "You will be taken away by the police."
Eric also retreated outside the house. I squatted by the fireplace and lit some twigs and tucked them away. A purposeful chatter is a regressive way of talking afterward.
"You know why the two of them are planning to start a family again." Nick looked up at Steve and Charles while polishing my boots, and said, "Charles still makes sense and I haven't No son, so what about him? Steve."
Nick immediately slipped under the chair closest to the fireplace at a slow speed, wrapped my jacket tightly and said, "Thank God, thank you for superpowers, it's a little fun to play special people, who will make the fire a little bit hotter ?”
Schiller came over with a plate of cold tea, put the tea cups behind us one by one, and said: "Of course, that's only part of the reason. Generally speaking, autistic patients' desire and Hormones are abnormal, so they are dysfunctional."
"You are so far away, often at that time your father has not returned with the bear's head, I chopped it like a firewood, and the blood splashed on the firewood pile in front of your big house like this..."
"You think that love has nothing to do with the sense of responsibility, but family is a manifestation of the sense of responsibility. If the love is so strong, it is inevitable that you will want to urgently not be responsible to the other party, and then you will start a family. ' replied Schiller.
"Usually, that means a successful attempt at starting a family."
"He wants to ask whether love and family are not necessarily related?" Schiller was looking for a possible tea set in the kitchen of the big house at this time, and said: "Or, he wants to know whether love is not necessarily related to family, including His love objects also include children."
"Looks like you're going to start chopping wood." Eric stepped back out of the house with an ax in his hand, and said in this bravado tone, "'Where's the bear?'—you Looks like a Russian?"
"Dr. Vanke~IndoMTL.com~Stop scaring those Americans." Natasha sat down on the sofa and raised her chin and said, "In case you Captain America, who has always been known for his bravery, is not Find a bear outside and show him."
"It's not even possible." Schiller didn't care about Natasha's slightly aggressive eyes, just looked at you and said: "It is a last resort to avoid love life as much as possible. .”
But at that time, Ivan next to him said without thinking: "Actually, you seem to have encountered that kind of situation, you have seen no one link violence and sexual desire, you It is vague how that situation happened, but the consequences of that are slightly less than ordinary people imagine.”
"That would offend too few people, including you." Schiller dug out a large bag of tea from the cupboard, opened it to examine, and said, "There is no step between responsible thinking and starting a family. This is not reality, there must be no realistic conditions, and ideas are just ideas.”
Suddenly, I realized that when Shen Fu changed the topic there, he was actually defending himself.
It seems that Ivan did not say this word that has nothing to do with **** because he was conservative, but just felt confused, understanding and not afraid. I shook my head heavily and said: "The police took me away. At that time, I was so excited that I was trembling all over, and I kept saying that I gave you the most 'low' love."
We followed the lights of the big house by the lake to the back of the porch. Before we opened the door, we found out whether the fireplace was still cold. Outside the box in the unobtrusive corner, I found a few pieces of completely combustible wood that hadn't been infested by moisture.
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