The setting sun on the Hudson River was no brighter and longer-lasting than elsewhere. In about an hour, the warm light disappeared. When darkness enveloped Hell's Kitchen, Schiller, who was sitting in the clinic, stood up and went to the hospital.
Turn on the lights.
Matt the Daredevil was blinded due to acquired blindness. He was blinded by radioactive material spilled from a truck while trying to save a blind man. Since his optic nerve is still intact, judging from the current medical level, he has a chance to regain his sight. However,
He doesn't need it.
The mind-eye skill he possesses allows his other enhanced senses to outline the surrounding scene in his mind, which is even more detailed than what many people can see, and is not limited by the visual area.
Therefore, the moment Schiller stood up to turn on the light, Matt's eyebrows wrinkled slightly, the muscles under the suit tightened, and his waist exerted force, like a beast arching its body, ready to attack at any time.
Matt's eyes are not sensitive to light. After hearing a few "clicks" of the switch being flipped, he felt Schiller sit down again.
"Would you like another glass of wine?" Matt asked with his dull eyes looking at the wine glass in front of Schiller.
"No." Schiller shook his head and replied, then he crossed one leg over the other, put his hands in front of him and said, "That's too sweet."
"Then let's have some more fish."
"I'm not interested in raw food." Schiller lowered his eyes, looked at the few pieces of mandarin sea bream sashimi left on the plate and shook his head.
"It seems that you are the old-fashioned person who likes sherry as Schiller said." Matt didn't show much surprise. He just picked up the ice wine next to him and poured himself another glass of wine.
Pick up a piece of fish and put it on the plate.
"I regret his behavior of spreading stereotypes, but he did have something to do and left temporarily, but he was unwilling to end the conversation with his friends, so I temporarily took over."
"You have a child?"
Matt couldn't tell whether the previous sentence was said by Schiller or the stranger, so he could only ask.
"It's not appropriate." Schiller's tone was very calm. He said, "I have many students, and they all have their own characteristics."
"It seems that one of the features impressed you deeply."
Perhaps because lawyers and doctors always have something in common, Matt's way of speaking is different from many of the superheroes here, and his conversational rhythm and pace are more like Schiller.
"That's right." Schiller did not deny it, but after a pause, he seemed to feel that his attitude was inappropriate, so he added: "This is especially true for his paper."
"Are you a teacher?"
"Yes."
Matt found that the other party seemed to be taking care of him as a blind man without any physical movements. Originally faced with this question, he could just nod, but he still spoke out.
"It seems that that student caused you a lot of trouble and made your behavior more cautious and timely." Matt guessed, but soon he touched his middle with his hand and said: "
Sometimes, I am like this too. When facing my students, I have to act out a more perfect version of myself."
Schiller tilted his head, as if he was very interested in his point of view. Matt changed his hand to hold the chopsticks, picked up the fish and put it into his mouth. While chewing, he said: "While being a teacher,
Do you want to be a role model? From the perspective of parents and students, the answer to this question must be yes. Teachers must do it first before they can teach students."
"Isn't that so?" Schiller asked.
Matt shook his head and continued: "My students have thousands of lives, and I can't experience every one of them. They also have countless future possibilities, and I can't experience them all personally. I prefer to do what I can."
help and let go at the right time.”
"Mother-like teachings," Schiller commented.
"Because then I don't have to hurt each other with my children, one controlling and the other resisting. I'm only willing to do this to criminals."
"Do you know Freud?" Schiller asked, but he did not expect Matt opposite to answer, but explained to himself: "He once showed his talents on the stage of cognitive theory.
And he has a very interesting theory, that is, 'Oedipus imitates father, and Electra imitates mother.'"
"Although I personally feel that he places too much emphasis on sexual impulses in his cognitive theory, I still agree with part of his theory, including his theory on the formation of human attachment psychology in childhood."
"After adulthood, people will imitate others through their own rational cognition, in order to better communicate with them or integrate into the group."
"But in childhood, we don't have the power to choose who we socialize with. Whether you want it or not, human babies need to be raised by their parents."
"The relationship with parents is the most difficult proposition in the world, but everyone has to face it, and at this time, a very strange phenomenon occurs. When you start to rely on one of them, you do not imitate it.
The way he behaves, he chooses to imitate the other party.”
"Because the family itself is a manifestation of mutual possession. The father possesses the mother, and the mother also possesses the father. When new children want to join this relationship, the more they love someone, the more they want to possess someone, but they don't understand.
How to possess something is to learn the behavioral pattern of the one who already possesses it.”
"Then we can look at it the other way around. Being attached to the mother and possessive of her can make the child's behavior pattern closer to that of the father. And if the object of possession is the father, the behavior pattern will be closer to that of the mother."
Matt's hand holding the wine glass paused, and Schiller's voice sounded at the right time: "The person who just appeared in your mind should be your father, right?"
"So what you're saying is that my upbringing was gentler and closer to my mother's because I was raised by my father?"
"To a certain extent, it is."
"So, you want to explain to me that Schiller's education style is more like that of a strict father because he is more attached to his mother?"
Schiller lowered his eyes. Although he knew that Matt could not see his expression directly, he was still doing his best to show his mood through subtle changes in facial muscles. He said: "Yes, but I have to explain another thing."
A little bit, that’s jealousy.”
"envy?"
"If you possess your mother, you will be jealous of your father. If you possess your father, you will be jealous of your mother."
"It's just ridiculous." Matt commented, but he still explained rationally: "Sometimes the conclusions of psychiatrists and philosophers make me feel that human beings are really hopeless."
"This is indeed the case." Schiller rarely refuted, but continued: "I am just repeating some existing theories, which does not mean that I agree with him. This is just a point of view on the problem."
"Now I want to know even more, how did Schiller ensure the safety of those children when he threw them into a dangerous universe?"
"I'm discussing this with you."
Schiller leaned back, leaned on the back of the sofa, moved the hand in front of him to his side, and continued: "Broadly speaking, jealousy comes from possessiveness, and possessiveness comes from greed.
"
"Greed is a human trait that is almost inevitable." Schiller first made a conclusion, and then said: "After the attachment period of children is over, it can be divided into two situations. If for parents,
If the possessive desire is not satisfied, it will not only deepen jealousy, but also create insecurity and even revenge, which will eventually lead to the rebellious period."
"What if it's satisfied?" Matt asked.
Schiller leaned forward, picked up the empty wine glass, examined it in his hand, and said in a slightly complicated tone: "Being satisfied will create enough security and make the personality more stable... But there is actually another
situation."
"what is that?"
"A bit too satisfied." Schiller looked up at Matt's dull eyes and said, "In order to satisfy the child, he would sacrifice himself, even his own safety and life."
Matt's arms suddenly tensed up. There was no doubt that it was his father who appeared in his mind now.
The father who resisted the gang for his sake and wanted his children to see him win, who refused to take fake punches, and was brutally murdered by the gang in the end.
"Do you know what this could lead to?"
"Guilt." Matt replied.
"That is only if compensation is possible. If there is no chance of compensation, it will develop into another paranoid pursuit - an internal drive brought about by the fear of tragedy happening again, just like you
Gangster."
Matt felt chills all over his body, as if he had been stripped naked in front of this stranger whom he was not familiar with, and his deepest secrets could be seen through his unwavering eyes.
"In addition to seeking justice and avenging your father, you have another motive for fighting gangs, which is control. You feel that gangs that are out of your control are creating tragedies like your father's every minute. How do you feel about this?
You feel scared, so you have to do your best to avoid this happening."
Matt pursed his lips, raised his eyes and looked at Schiller and said, "Aren't we talking about Schiller? Why did the topic come back to me?"
"I'm talking about Schiller."
Schiller put the wine glass back on the table. He seemed to be uncomfortable with the fact that the person opposite him couldn't understand his riddle, so he had to speak more clearly.
"Among the group of people who were thrown into that universe, there was one who was very special to Schiller. He was very important to Schiller."
"Then why..." Matt was suddenly stunned when he said this, and then said to himself: "Schiller is worried that some tragedy will happen again, so he must control someone or change him
?”
Schiller sighed slightly, seemingly relieved that the other party's understanding ability had suddenly improved. But what he didn't expect was that the superheroes here were not very good at judging their faces, let alone stopping in moderation. Matt asked:
"What is this tragedy?"
Schiller pursed his lips, as if he didn't want to say anything, but judging from Matt's expression, he knew that if he didn't say anything, the man in front of him would definitely break the casserole and ask for the truth, and even yell all over the world.
So he could only click so far.
"A mother who has lost one of her children cannot afford to lose another."
Matt looked like he didn't understand, but before he continued to ask, Schiller sighed deeply and had to explain:
"The first child is special and will not be unable to survive in a special world, but the second child is just an ordinary person and cannot cope with this dangerous world at all."
"What Schiller has to do is to do whatever it takes to give him the ability to live. Schiller's ultimate goal is to let him live on his own, so you don't have to worry that he or they will die."
