Mr. Melancholy Wants To Live A Peaceful Life

CHAPTER 57

No one knew better than Luo Huai what a frightening weapon "emotions" were. Starting from childhood, he had been engaged in the work of treating Protectors and their relatives. If a Protector chose to marry an ordinary person, they would either conceal their identity until death or their spouse would constantly receive psychological treatment under the Protection Organization's auspices. When they were near collapse, it would be up to Luo Huai to step in to free them.

In the end, there were few family members whose willpower was as staunch as You Zhengping's father You Guodong's, who was a military man. Many more of them were only ordinary people. Even among Protectors, when they were released from active service after being wounded, it was hard to avoid suffering from PTSD. They would be plagued by nightmares and excessive anxiety, perhaps even harming the people around them.

Decades ago, mental type Protectors only operated in secret. At the time, neither the country nor society had had a consummate system of psychological theory. They hadn't attached enough importance to the psychological states of the Protectors and their relatives. They had taken many wrong paths and brought about many tragedies.

Starting from the generation of Luo Huai's mother Luo Wenyun, the Protection Organization had begun to attach importance to the work of psychological coaching. But Luo Wenyun had touched too many negative emotions. At first she had been very happy to help her teammates and their relatives, willing to make contributions towards everyone's happiness.

But in the process of absorbing their memories, of course she would come into contact with negative emotions. Over time, this had created a great burden on her mental state. She had become dazed. Stories that didn't belong to her often appeared in her dreams. Gradually she became afraid of dreaming, not daring to go to sleep. Each night she would sit up in bed, waiting for daylight.

When daylight came, she could stay awake no longer. She would lean on her pillow, sleeping lightly for an hour or two then be startled awake by a nightmare. Luo Wenyun's youthful appearance withered day by day. She accepted the Protector Perpetuation Program almost with pleasure. She longed for another Protector with mental powers to help her shoulder the burden.

When Luo Huai was born and displayed a special ability, Luo Wenyun was happy. But everyone had overlooked what a burden giving birth was on a woman's body and mind. In normal times, Luo Wenyun had barely been able to stand up to the negative emotions, and it was even worse in the weak period following birth.

Before her death, Luo Wenyun left behind a suicide note. She had written that there was no need to grieve for her. She was very happy to finally be able to sleep. It was so good not to have to bear others' dreams any longer. The only thing that made her sad was that she was deserting a battlefield that belonged solely to her. She could no longer offer her power to the nation and the people. But...she was sorry. While she seemed intact on the outside, she was inwardly full of holes. She truly had no way to keep fighting.

In fact, Luo Wenyun had also developed a mental illness, but the physician could not heal herself. She could save other people's souls, but no one could save her. Luo Huai had completely inherited his mother's special ability, and he was even more powerful than her. Luo Huai could not only absorb and preserve others' memories, he could also release these memories to influence other people.

He very rarely used this ability. Whether the emotions were good or bad, they were all someone's treasure. Luo Huai felt that he had no right to use these memories. Only when facing an enemy would he awaken the memories of Protectors who had already passed, requesting these elders to fight with him.

The five stars surrounded Huan Zixu. As a mental ability user himself, Huan Zixu understood the nature of these stars at a glance. He attempted to dodge, but how could the body throw off the speed of thought?