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Chapter 1030, Page 1025: "The Perfect Life"

"It's alright." Qin Lan suppressed her doubts. "This is good news. At least you won't faint just because you see her picture. The difference itself says something. Hmm, let me think..."

"What exactly did you see in those illusions?"

This is an important question, but Mar and En certainly can't tell Qin Lan the whole truth, since it involves the word "devil," but most of the content can still be said.

"When the first hallucination occurred, I seemed to be looking out the window, and she was busy behind me, as if she was making breakfast for me, but I never saw her. I just felt very calm."

"The second time, I was working and she was still behind me. I still couldn't see her at all. It seemed like she wanted me to put down my work and be with her, but I insisted on continuing to work. She seemed to fall asleep leaning against me. I felt a similar sense of peace at that time."

Qin Lan nodded:

"This is also a good sign. What you are seeing is not a nightmare, but a longing and memory of the good life in the past. This shows that you are not so resistant to the past."

"And you don't see it as some kind of unbearable fear. Even if there are parts that you don't want to accept or look back at, there are also parts that you still cherish at this moment."

"To be honest, I can't guarantee that I know your deceased wife very well. After all, all my knowledge about her comes from our conversations. However, I should be able to guarantee basic accuracy, since I also repeatedly checked your information through various channels during your treatment, such as your friend Pastor Chen."

"So if you feel that there are any details that are wrong with me, it is probably not your problem, but my overall impression of your deceased wife should be fine, and you can trust that part."

"I need to ask you a question first: how do you feel about your marital relationship?"

After thinking for a moment, Marx and Engels replied:
"I think it should be alright, otherwise they wouldn't think I'm possessed, but would suspect that I'm actually the murderer who killed his wife."

Qin Lan was somewhat surprised by his answer:

"I didn't expect you to think from this perspective. That's fine, but what about your own feelings? Can you find any evidence or feelings in those two illusions?"

Marx and Engels replied:
"If we only rely on those two illusions, I feel we should have a good relationship, but that shouldn't be enough evidence to make a judgment, after all, we may have spent a long time together, and feelings can change."

Qin Lan smiled:
"Don't worry, what I need is not a rigorous truth, but just your current vague judgment. And you make it sound like your memories are clear and distinct, but that's not actually the case at all."

"The emotions you feel in the illusion may not correspond to the era that the illusion symbolizes. It may be your last remaining feelings for her, but we just don't know the specific time."

"second question……"

Marne interrupted:
"So what is the answer to the first question?"

He didn't come here to actually receive any treatment.

Qin Lan thought for a moment, seemingly hesitant.

However, she finally replied: "Just like I just told you, don't trust the details I give you too much. After all, everything I say is the product of several interpretations and communications. You should trust your intuition more than me."

"Based on my previous understanding, your married life is perfect. Not only do you not have much life pressure, but you also often go out together to do various entertainment activities, such as traveling and visiting art exhibitions. It can be said to be the married life that many people dream of."

"And you two seem to be quite sweet together, like you're still in the honeymoon phase. According to you and your friends, when you're not doing anything together, you add all sorts of little touches to your life, like preparing small gifts from time to time or inviting your neighbors for a barbecue."

"But I have a different view on such a beautiful vision. Although I have no evidence, don't you think that things that are too perfect always seem a little off?"
"You should know that life is a mix of good and bad, but according to your friends, you and your partner seem to have never argued or had any discord. You are both very tolerant of each other's shortcomings and are willing to change your own problems for the other."

"Do you think this is real? Or do you think this will be your whole life? At least in my experience, the more perfect the exterior, the more serious the problems are suppressed inside."

"Logically speaking, this is questionable, because making such sacrifices for the other party is extremely energy-consuming, and normal people cannot have such endless energy and spirit."

"Moreover, it would be fine if you were just maintaining a normal sweet life, but the various activities you usually hold are so exciting that it would be difficult for even single people to do them at such a frequency. Those things cannot be done on a whim; they must consume a lot of your physical strength, and when people are tired, they often become emotionally unstable."

"Arguments, reconciliations, and mutual understanding—that's what normal life is all about."

"Do you understand what I mean?"

Marx and Engels nodded:

"no problem."

Although he, as a superhuman, might be far superior to ordinary people in terms of physical strength, his deceased wife, assuming that this guy really had that kind of relationship with him before the fault line, was probably not an ordinary person either.

Not to mention, he didn't think his life with her would be that perfect. After all, he couldn't have lived so easily in such a dangerous world in the past, let alone travel and dine out every day.

However, unlike Qin Lan, Ma En felt that such perfection might not actually conceal any problems, because Qin Lan's speculation was entirely based on the premise that such perfection truly existed.

But the reality is probably infinitely simpler than that.

That is, this perfection itself is a fabricated lie of the new world, so of course it can exist.

However, Ma En became increasingly certain of his feelings. Although Qin Lan said she wanted to treat him, she didn't seem to be doing it in such a rigorous way. At the very least, it could be said that her behavior concealed some other purpose.

Qin Lan nodded:

"Very good, it's great that you can understand. This is probably the second time you've accepted this possibility, and this time the speed is much faster than before. I had to put in some effort back then."

"Next question: What kind of person do you think you are?"

(End of this chapter)