Online dating takes walls apart

"Teacher?" Seeing Si Liufeng in a daze, Bai Lei felt a little flustered, so he called him.

Si Liufeng came back to his senses, and said with a smile, "I'm fine. Work hard and pay attention to your eye health." After a few words of encouragement, he left and went to find the psychiatrist Zhao Ming he had made an appointment with yesterday.

"Mr. Si." Zhaoming is a shrewd and capable female doctor who is waiting for him in the consultation room.

She wore glasses with gold wire frames, and the polarized lenses made it difficult for him to see the doctor's expression. "You are here, have you decided to receive treatment this time?"

Si Liufeng shook his head, and Zhao Ming's expression suddenly became a little unhappy.She had taken over the treatment of Si Liufeng's psychological problems before, and made a lot of efforts, but she only treated the symptoms but not the root cause.Because Si Liufeng refused to share the experience that made him unable to contact others, and he refused to accept hypnosis.It made her unable to prescribe the right medicine at all.

After Si Liufeng's condition improved and he wanted to terminate the treatment, Zhao Ming didn't even bother to persuade him to stay, so he drove him away directly: "Come to me when you want to confess."

To be honest, there is no law to treat this kind of uncooperative patient.

"Yes, I'm here to trouble you again, Dr. Zhao." Si Liufeng said while sitting on the sofa in front of Zhaoming's desk.

In order to relieve the mood of the patients, the sofa in the psychological consultation room is a specially-made, ergonomic sofa, which is very soft and comfortable.It stands to reason that after Si Liufeng sat up, he should subconsciously relax soon and half lie down.However, he has been sitting on his toes with his back straight. Sitting on the sofa is very tiring, and he usually relaxes quickly. Si Liufeng does not seem to feel tired, sitting upright. .

Zhaoming saw it, pushed his glasses, and said coldly, "You know it too."

"Why, what happened recently?" She opened the notepad and file bag at hand, took a pen, and asked.

"Recently, I feel... huh? Life has lost its interest?" Si Liufeng recalled uncertainly what was wrong some time ago, and said hesitantly: "It was okay when I was in the company, but the feeling of resisting contact became more serious. Within the normal range. After returning home alone, I started to have different symptoms than before."

"That state, if I have to describe it, is like becoming a walking dead."

After listening to Zhao Ming, he finally raised a little interest: "The walking dead? Tell me more about it."

According to Si Liufeng's original condition, it is indeed possible for him to develop into a state where he loses interest in life.However, Si Liufeng doesn't play his cards according to the routine. His mental state has lasted for more than ten years. Communicate with others completely normally without physical touching.

What interests Zhaoming is why the development of mental illness, which he could suppress even in his teens, cannot be suppressed now that he is in his twenties.

Except for what happened when he was a child, Si Liufeng had nothing to tell the psychiatrist.After he moved him back to the newly renovated home, he occasionally fell into a situation that even he himself was afraid of and Zhaoming carefully explained, Zhaoming listened to his appeal, asked him for a photo of the house, and looked at it a few times , looked angrily at Si Liufeng who didn't seem to know what was wrong with him.

"This new renovation of your home is only a problem if you don't have any mental problems." Zhaoming said with a headache.

Most ordinary people would like their homes to be so clean that they only have the necessities of life, without any color or decoration, plus Si Liufeng's own tendency to be secluded, it's no wonder that living in such a house will be no problem.

Si Liufeng knew he was in the wrong, rubbed his nose, and explained: "I was cheated on when I was choosing decoration. At that time, I just wanted to throw away all the dirty things in the house, and I liked this style when I was choosing decoration. of."

"Oh, I've been green again." Zhaoming said without any surprise, she has been providing psychological counseling for Si Liufeng for five or six years, and the first time Si Liufeng came to her for counseling, it was already related to relationship problems . "You confess to me earlier, won't you be green after it's cured?"

"Cough..." Si Liufeng coughed awkwardly.

At any rate, he is a stable and big client, so Zhao Ming didn’t say anything more. While opening the notepad to record, he began to ask some related questions: “When you chose the decoration, what was your first impression of the present?”

Si Liufeng recalled the reason why he chose the decoration at that time, and said: "I feel very comfortable and relaxed."

Zhaoming raised his head, his eyes were covered by glasses, and looked at Si Liufeng with probing eyes.She turned the pen twice, then tapped the spine of the notebook, the tips of her manicured nails clasped on it, making a slight knocking sound.

Seeing her nervously, Si Liufeng moved unnaturally.

"Are you in love?" Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows and asked surprisingly.

Si Liufeng couldn't keep up with the rhythm of the old acquaintances he had known for many years, "Huh?" After a moment, he nodded in doubt and admitted, "It's about the same." Although it's just an online dating, the feeling of the recent period can't be faked.

Zhaoming wrote down something in his notebook, and looked at Si Liufeng with eyes that seemed to see through everything, and he guessed it all at once: "I understand, online dating, right?"

"Can you guess that too?"

"I'm a serious doctor of psychology. Besides, if it wasn't for online dating, would you admit it to me with such a relaxed attitude?"

That is true.

Si Liufeng nodded: "Okay, you guessed it. But does this have anything to do with my recent state?"

"Of course, come with me." Zhao Ming closed the notebook, put the pen back into the pen holder, stood up, and walked towards the door.

Si Liufeng followed her for no apparent reason, and just as he was wondering what strong evidence she would use to explain his state of mind, Zhao Ming opened the door and gestured to see off the guests.

"What do you mean? You finally felt that I was hopeless and gave up on me??" Si Liufeng was startled.

Zhao understood him with a glance, and said, "Because you have already shown signs of improvement."

"Actually, I've always thought you're amazing. You've been able to suppress your illness for so long without driving yourself crazy. When you came to consult me ​​this time, I thought you'd driven yourself crazy."

"But those two questions I just asked you. One, you liked the decoration in the first place because of your illness. You should feel comfortable in it, but you don't now. It shows that you start to desire to be with people. Contact, so you have a sense of confinement when you're in it, and it keeps you from relaxing."

"Second, your new emotional experience is the main reason for your rejection of the environment you should be familiar with and enjoy. Take good care of it, and I will wait for your next visit to cure the root cause."

"So you can go, remember to pay the consultation fee."

After knowing Zhaoming for five or six years, Si Liufeng also knows that she sometimes has a childlike innocence and likes to play tricks, but it is the first time for her to say that he is better and rush him to leave.

Before he stepped out, he still hesitated and turned around to ask Zhaoming again: "Don't you be a donkey?"

"If you stop me from receiving the next patients, I'll charge you double the consultation fee." Zhao Ming rarely showed some vitality, and glared at him again, but a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth.Treating Si Liufeng for so many years and still not being cured is also a dark history in her medical career, okay?Now that the black history is expected to be eradicated, she is of course happy.

Seeing that smile, Si Liufeng laughed unconsciously.Knowing that Zhaoming's words were duplicity, he didn't waste anything with her anymore, went to the front desk to settle the consultation fee, and then left Zhaoming's psychological consultation room.

The author has something to say: Kawen is Kawen, and the plot direction has been changed. Let’s re-read it from the previous chapter.