"..." Jiuge's pupils dilated in shock.

How could such a young child be like this?

For a moment, she felt that her worldview had been shaken once again.

Swallowing hard, Jiuge looked at Zhang Zhidong for help.

"Zhang Zhidong..."

“Not bad! What’s wrong, Ms. Jiuge?” Zhang Zhidong touched the police badge on his body.

Even though his physical body is no longer alive, he would do anything to help Ms. Jiuge seek justice!

"Would you do anything perverted?" Jiuge asked, clenching her fist.

Zhang Zhidong, who is so upright and has a strong sense of justice, probably doesn't belong to that category.

"Huh? What do you mean?" Zhang Zhidong asked in a loud voice.

"..." Jiuge found it hard to speak.

Su Zhi confidently explained the knowledge to herself for two hours, but she still hasn't fully digested it.

Or rather... she didn't know whether she should process it or not.

After laughing a few times, Zhang Zhidong thought for a moment.

After a moment, he spoke: "I have indeed seen many people who do perverted things."

Previously assigned tasks and certain work targets required going to specific locations to apprehend people.

In the beginning, before Zhang Zhidong became as powerful as he is now, he was often assigned to arrest those people.

Therefore, he has seen many perverted and even grotesque scenes.

"Seen?...Do you mean I've seen it?" Jiuge's voice trembled slightly.

"Yes, that's right, I have indeed seen it!" Zhang Zhidong readily admitted.

"This is my job, something I have to do, it's my duty," he smiled.

"A necessary task, something I'm expected to do?" Jiuge took a few steps back.

“Yes! That’s right! Excellent! Indeed!” Zhang Zhidong exclaimed.

"..." Jiuge's eyes lost their luster.

Chapter 285 Physiological or Psychological (Seeking Monthly Tickets and Subscriptions)

After October, the temperature cooled down completely.

Ever since Su Zhi heard the rumor that Hua Zhijian had dropped out of school, Hua Zhijian has completely disappeared.

Thanks to the bracelet given to him by the Frog Doctor, An Chen's physical condition is relatively stable for the time being.

Jiuge was still a little worried, but seeing that An Chen seemed perfectly fine, she could only reluctantly put the matter aside for the time being.

"An Chen, we're not married yet."

While sitting in An Chen's lap watching the news on TV, Jiu Ge unexpectedly said something strange.

"Huh? It was bound to happen sooner or later, and what's the difference between now and being married?" An Chen lowered his head, resting his chin on Jiu Ge's head.

Ever since Jiuge returned from Su Zhi's house last month, she has been acting strangely from time to time.

One minute he's asking himself if he's a pervert, the next he's saying he really is a pervert.

Repeatedly, incomprehensibly.

Every time he asked why, Jiuge would blush and stammer to brush it off.

An Chen had considered asking Su Zhi directly what she had done to Jiu Ge.

But upon closer examination, this doesn't seem quite right either.

"Is it any different from being married?" Upon hearing this, Jiuge was shocked.

Is this still available?

If we follow this line of reasoning, it seems that no matter how many perverse things An Chen does, he can always find a reason to fool her.

But we're not even married yet!

“Yeah, haven’t we been together enough as an old married couple?” An Chen raised his eyebrows, his tone somewhat puzzled.

It's been so long, why is Jiuge starting to worry about these things again?

Didn't they used to say things like "Get used to it in advance, it's only a matter of time" from time to time?

"That's true, but you can't think that way!" Jiu Ge glanced at An Chen, her voice growing softer.

If An Chen subconsciously believes that the two are already married, he will definitely become even more unscrupulous in the future.

"What kind of logic is this?" An Chen stretched and patted Jiu Ge's shoulder twice.

"It's nothing." Jiuge looked up at An Chen and simply lay down on him.

I've been so suspicious for so long, but An Chen doesn't seem to have done anything too outrageous...

“…” An Chen nodded thoughtfully and turned his gaze back to the television screen.

This news was different from usual. In addition to news about people's livelihood and national affairs, there was also a long segment of special reports commemorating "Brother" who played Dieyi.

Jiuge stared at the screen, her eyes wide open.

Her lips moved slightly, her expression one of disbelief: "He's already gone?"

Jiuge has never paid much attention to these kinds of things, nor does she know anything about celebrities.

Regarding the movie "Farewell My Concubine" that she had watched with An Chen before, she didn't have any concept of the film's shooting time; she just subconsciously felt that it shouldn't be too long ago.

"Yes, she's gone. She left nineteen years ago." An Chen stroked Jiu Ge's face with his hand, his expression somewhat wistful.

He only learned a little about the actor "Brother" who played Dieyi after watching "Farewell My Concubine".

Knowing that the other person had passed away so many years ago, An Chen also felt very sorry.

A quick online search revealed numerous posts praising the person's looks and personality, as well as their achievements in art, songs, and performances.

Before this, An Chen didn't have any particular feelings about the acting profession, at least she never thought that there could be someone with such high attainments and a very good reputation among them.

It truly embodies the line from the film, "One cannot live without being obsessed."

"The news said... he committed suicide?" Jiuge's eyes widened, her face full of disbelief.

The news is recounting the sensation caused when the incident occurred.

“Yes, physiological depression.” An Chen patiently explained, playing with Jiu Ge’s hair.

Physiological depression, also known as endogenous depression, is caused by changes in neurotransmitters in the brain. It is different from depression caused by psychological depression, but the results are similar.

They all suffer from sleep deprivation, low mood, and even suicidal tendencies that are uncontrollable.

Once the illness develops, even comforting words from ordinary people may not have a positive effect.

Even a slight misstatement can backfire.

"Depression? And physiological depression?" Jiuge opened her mouth.

Wouldn't that be the same as having a fever or a cold?

"Yes, there is. Although it sounds incredible, it's actually similar to a sudden heart attack or organ failure, with a dopamine imbalance in the brain," An Chen explained after thinking for a moment.

"I don't know the specifics, but there are indeed physiological reasons that can cause depression." Fearing that Jiuge might not understand, he added a simple and direct sentence.

"I see, what a pity." Jiuge straightened up and shook her head.

“Indeed.” An Chen nodded.

He also felt it was a pity.

The TV was still showing Leslie Cheung's film and music achievements.

"That sounds amazing too," Jiuge exclaimed.

She understood the actor's professionalism just from watching "Farewell My Concubine".

Now it seems that his influence may be more than that.

Even after all these years, people continue to commemorate him, and new people come to like and support him.

This shows that this person does indeed have a strong charisma.

The more Jiuge thought about it, the more regrettable it felt.

How can there be physiological depression?

If he were still alive, there would surely be even more classic films, television shows, and songs by now.

"Could I suddenly develop physiological depression?" she asked abruptly, thinking to herself.

“Hmm? That’s a low-probability event, just like cancer,” An Chen replied immediately.

"Would you suddenly get cancer out of nowhere?" he asked in return.

“It’s not impossible,” Jiuge said after a pause.

An Chen was speechless.

That seems to make some sense.

No one knows when natural disasters or man-made calamities will strike.

When the "brother" on the screen worked so hard to overcome all kinds of difficulties to reach his current height, he certainly never thought he would suffer from endogenous depression.

In addition, one or two decades ago, society did not know much about depression, and people may not be able to accept other people's illnesses, and those who suffer from it may be even less able to accept it.

Even today, many people still hold prejudices against those who suffer from long-term depression and low mood, or whose depression is caused by dopamine problems. This was especially true when information was less readily available.

An Chen told Jiu Ge these things partly because he hoped that Jiu Ge wouldn't be prejudiced against people who were "sick".

Mental illness and physical illness are the same; there is no difference in their value.

"What day is it today? Is it the anniversary of his death?" Jiuge asked with a sigh.

It seems there's no need to worry about low-probability events now.

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