my psychologist

"I know that my behavior is dominated by my consciousness, and I want to ask why my unconscious is so dominated." Very incisive summary, I have to affirm Fan Dongfang's talent.

Rewinding and replaying this sentence in my mind, I took the elevator to the personnel department on the 16th floor.

The entry procedures were unexpectedly smooth, the position is a psychologist, the contract is somewhat interesting, to put it bluntly, although I am currently a physician in the Department of Psychology of Lecheng Central Hospital in name, it seems that my "master" is not Not Lecheng Central Hospital, but Fan Dongfang.If I had followed my previous attitude, I would definitely have negotiated with Fan Dongfang on this point. However, when I went through the entry procedures, 80.00% of my thoughts were distracted by Fan Dongfang. After careful consideration, I decided to correct my attitude and be serious. Carry out the "sacred order" of my family's boss - hook up with Fan Dongfang.

At the ninth minute and 30 seconds, I stood outside Fan Dongfang's expert consultation room and knocked lightly on the door with the knuckles of my index finger.

"Come in." Fan Dongfang's voice seemed to be born to seduce people, but just one neat word made me ecstasy.

Pushing open the door, Fan Dongfang was talking on the phone with his back to the door. The original loose white professional shirt had been replaced with a black slim-fit shirt, and his full figure hooked me again.

Nima's voice and waist are simply an irresistible source of hormone emission for me. Fortunately, I am a person with principles and depth, and I will not be tempted by hue superficially.

Withdrawing the gaze that lingered on Fan Dongfang's waist, I smiled respectfully and said, "Teacher Fan, you can go now."

"I'll be there in 10 minutes, see you later, Brant." Fan Dongfang took up the cord, turned and walked to the filing cabinet on the east side of the desk, bent down and opened one of the cabinet doors, "Are you ready to start?"

"Well," my eyes lingered involuntarily on those long legs, and along the waist bent at [-] degrees, they landed on the hand that was tossing out the gift box from the filing cabinet, "Teacher Fan, please take care of me." .”

Fan Dongfang took out three gift boxes from the cabinet, and put back two more: "With your performance, there is no value worthy of my care."

Rumors in the industry - Fan Dongfang is gentle and elegant, never embarrassing others, quite like an ancient gentleman.

It can be seen that the rumors have cheated my father, and I have dealt with Fan Dongfang a few times, but I have not seen the style of a gentleman, and I have used all kinds of noble, cold, glamorous and poisonous tongues.

Now he is the master and I am the servant; he is the teacher; I am the student and the assistant; he is the glittering real combat expert, and I am the old bustard who was ordered to lure him back to be the number one.No matter from which angle I look at it, my status does not have any advantages, so I can only use the number of steps to deal with my family's overlord, ignoring the toothache noble and glamorous, and asked with a smile: "With a failure The performance denies the whole person, is this an over-generalization? Teacher Fan."

Fan Dongfang straightened up, handed me the mahogany carved gift box and motioned for me to carry it, with a half-smile: "If you need to ask me even such a simple question, I have to reconsider and see if you are my assistant?" Qualified."

"..." I took the mahogany carved gift box, and with a smile on my face, I waved the newly signed entry contract, "Once signed, there will be no refund or exchange."

Fan Dongfang narrowed his eyes slightly, and then his smile widened: "I only remind you once, follow me and put away your business routine. When you talk to me, you must have accurate concepts, rigorous thinking, and concise language, otherwise you will Don't waste my time. Now, take me to Jingyuan."

"Jingyuan?" I raised my eyebrows and asked back in surprise, but immediately said without any trace, "The imperial chariot is ready, waiting for you to drive!"

"Hmm." Fan Dongfang responded shamelessly with the master's money.

I just became Fan Dongfang's assistant, so naturally I didn't know where his car was parked, and he was rushing too hard, so I directly led Fan Dongfang to my white Touareg, and respectfully helped him pull the side car away. The driver's door: "Teacher Fan, please put it on the shelves."

Fan Dongfang raised his eyebrows and got into the car.

I put the mahogany carved gift box on the back seat, threw the "deed of sale" I just signed on the workbench, and started the car: "Teacher Fan, can you please comment on my performance?"

Fan Dongfang raised his eyes and glanced at me in the rearview mirror: "There are too many pitfalls, I don't know where to start."

"..." This is really a mouth that even an immortal can be angry with.

Accidentally, the fuel was a little too much, and the body of the car jumped out suddenly. Fan Dongfang pulled the handle on the right side of the roof in time before he hit the glass with his head: "It seems that the gold content of your driver's license is as high as your high-end sand table. The gold content of teacher certificates is comparable."

"It was just an accident just now," he satirized me that my sandbox teacher certificate does not contain gold, and I have no way to refute it, "The student is stupid, please give me some advice from Teacher Fan."

Fan Dongfang lazily leaned on the back of the seat, and casually put on the seat belt: "You are forcing me to give you a review with my life."

"Teacher Fan, I have been driving for nine years, and I have never had an accident." I turned the steering wheel and drove the car out of Lecheng Central Hospital. "Besides, I have a heart of steel and I am very patient."

Fan Dongfang raised his hand and looked at his watch: "I'm going to Jingyuan on time at 09:30."

Lecheng Central Hospital is not too far from T University, and this time has already missed the morning rush hour, so there should be no traffic jams, so he promised, "Don't worry, you will be there on time."

"Yeah." Fan Dongfang hummed from his nasal cavity, glanced at the office buildings along the road from the corner of his eye, and lazily said, "You shouldn't bow to me, as a psychological counselor, you should treat visitors..."

"Respect, warmth, sincerity, empathy, and positive concern," I answered sensibly.

Fan Dongfang's gaze shifted from the office buildings along the way to my face: "You know how to memorize it but you can't use it, go back and reflect on your humble behavior."

I quibbled: "I bowed my body to show my respect to Teacher Fan."

Fan Dongfang smiled, and glanced at me sharply: "Equality. If you can't even establish an equal consulting relationship, why not go back to your Liren and concentrate on your business."

"..." What an ancient, gentleman, son! "I have a true love for psychology."

Fan Dongfang did not comment, and continued: "The first step in sandbox game therapy is to establish a counseling relationship through interviews and initially collect data. Interviews usually take 10 to 15 minutes, but you only spent less than 2 minutes. You only said three sentences to me, and in the second sentence you arbitrarily judged that I was sad."

"It's you who made me feel that way."

"If every counselor speaks out when he feels something, then it's not psychological counseling but gossip." After a few words, Fan Dongfang had already reached the north gate of Jingyuan, and Fan Dongfang raised his finger to the parking space on the roadside. "The car is parked outside and cannot be driven in."

I parked the car as promised, turned my head and looked at Fan Dongfang's side face seriously: "Teacher Fan, besides these, what else did I do wrong?"

"From the perspective of sandplay therapy alone, you have committed a taboo." Fan Dongfang said, turning his head, looking at me with a half-smile, and raised his hand to touch the tip of my eyebrow, "Physical contact."

The warm fingertips will leave at the slightest touch, as frivolous and seductive as a feather brushing by.

If I hadn't been skeptical about Fan Dongfang's integrity, perhaps I would have only regarded this action as a demonstration of integrity.However, if it means something else...

tease?Considering the rumors about this person in the industry, such a straightforward person, I guess even I have to laugh at myself for being sentimental.Just pretend that this person doesn't have good water in his stomach. "Teacher Fan, what time should I pick you up?"

Fan Dongfang motioned for me to carry a mahogany carved gift box: "You go in with me."

Jingyuan is located at an intersection north of T University and obliquely opposite Lecheng University Road. It is a mid-to-high-end residential area. Because of its convenient location, most of the people living here are teachers and students from two universities. It seems that it is about to be turned into a school family room.

Back then, when I was studying in Lecheng University, my mother decided to buy me a real estate here, and I have lived here until now, that is to say-in fact, my car can drive in it.

I thought Fan Dongfang was just asking me to be a driver, so I had already made a plan—if Fan Dongfang asked me to wait for an hour or two, he would go home secretly, and then work out the plan for Liren's year-end appreciation meeting.

Unexpectedly, this man would play his cards so unreasonably.

The security guard Xiao Li greeted me with a smile in the security booth: "Mr. Da, you came back early today! Why is the car parked outside?"

I calmly nodded and replied: "Come back and get something, I have to go later." When I answered, I kept chasing Fan Dongfang from the corner of my eye.

Fan Dongfang, who walked slowly in front and purposely showed me his long legs, did not mess up his steps at all, and only sighed softly: "Building No. [-] is not close!"

He actually went to Building No. [-]!

Going from the north gate to Building No. [-] requires you to cross the entire Jing Yuan, but this guy didn't remind me to go to the south gate, what's on my mind?

I rubbed my nose, speculated about Fan Dongfang with the greatest malice, and took two steps: "Teacher Fan, why don't I go drive?"

With a smile on his face, Fan Dongfang glanced sideways at me: "It takes a few steps, it doesn't take much effort."

Jingyuan is famous for its high greening rate in Lecheng City. From the north gate to Building No. 1.5, the straight-line distance is [-] kilometers. Even if you take a shortcut, you have to walk two kilometers. This is also called a few steps and roads. effort?

Said he was not familiar with the terrain?How can it be!

Mr. Fan didn't wait for me to point out the shortcut, his two long legs had already stepped towards the small garden, and he was more familiar with the terrain than me, a native of Jingyuan.

I walked behind Fan Dongfang on the cobblestone path, looking at the looming white neck between the black hair and the collar of the black shirt for adjustment: "Teacher Fan often comes to Jingyuan?"

Fan Dongfang paused and turned around abruptly. Without paying attention, I followed the inertia and threw myself on him like throwing myself into a hug.

This guy looked gentle and tight, with his hands on my waist hugging me who suddenly "thrown into his arms", he didn't take a step back, he was very stable.Before I could recover from the embarrassment, I heard Fan Dongfang say, "I've been here a few times."

The gentle and gentle tone directly carried the body temperature into my ears, and my bones were so numb: "It's not like."

The hand on my back slid across my lower back with an electric current, and patted my waist and hip very naturally: "The legs are weak? Huh?"

"..." Even if you are not soft, you will be numb all of a sudden!I was carrying a mahogany carved gift box in my hand, so I could only support Fan Dongfang's waist with my arms, barely escaped from Fan Dongfang's "embrace", and replied lazily with a slightly hoarse voice, "How come?"

Fan Dongfang looked me up and down suspiciously: "If you are not soft, please lead the way quickly, I am not in the habit of being late."

"..." Silence is golden, and the ancients never deceived themselves with sincerity.

I silently crossed over Fan Dongfang and walked in front of him, and within two steps, I once again felt the real gaze that fell on my back when I left Jin Zhizun's private room the day before yesterday.

Could it be that we had enmity in the previous life and resentment in this life?