my psychologist

I was excited because I had a goal to pursue, and I was gearing up to try my best to fight against the "sexy god". However, Fan Dongfang didn't show up at the counseling center for the next few days, and only when there was an agreed time with the visitor. I will come here once, but I will come and leave in a hurry, which makes all my provocative plans come to nothing.

As an assistant and student, the boss and teacher didn’t show up at the unit and didn’t mean to take me out for a while, so I took up the magpie’s nest with peace of mind and occupied Fan Dongfang’s office, writing a blog to record our past two months. , while remotely controlling Liren's daily operations, occasionally guessing what Fan Dongfang is up to.

After a week of this, the "memoirs" with him have been updated to yesterday. Li Ren, who was indulged by Ling Yu and Dong Xinghai, was a bit of a mess and returned to the right track after a series of personnel changes. Fan Dongfang is still a god. state of the tail.

Until the evening of August 8, the day of Chinese Valentine’s Day, I finished collecting flowers from the front desk, and when I returned to Fan Dongfang’s office with a bouquet of fiery red roses, I suddenly saw someone who hadn’t stayed in the counseling center for a long time sitting behind the desk Check out a book I've been reading lately - A Summary and Guide to Clinical Operational Techniques on Dialogue with Imagery.

This person is really elusive. I was at the front desk just now and didn't even see when he came in, but I can't deny that I was pleasantly surprised to see him at this moment.I stood at the door holding the doorknob and looked at him for a moment, as if looking at a long-lost lover, my eyes unconsciously became a little sticky.

Fan Dongfang probably felt my gaze, looked up at me, glanced at the bouquet in my hand, shook the book in my hand, smiled half-smile: "If you don't roll in, you can hide by poking at the door? "

All the beauty was washed away by his words, maybe I am the only one who misses it.I let go of my hand, took a step forward, closed the office door with my backhand, and stood there without moving: "You haven't shown up much for half a month, but when you have time, you still look like you want to settle accounts with me. This operation I’m a little lost, but I’m a little square in my heart.”

Fan Dongfang smiled lightly: "It won't help there, so get over here and tell you one by one as a teacher, so that you can understand."

I narrowed my eyes slightly and looked at him with a smile. I walked across to him and put the roses on his desk. The fiery red flowers reflected his face picturesquely: "Do you need me to stand with my hands down for training? Teacher."

Fan Dongfang's gaze slowly slid from his hand to my face, he paused for a moment, pointed to the sofa chair next to me and said calmly: "Sit down, I can't finish a sentence or two, don't tire you anymore, let me send you off." The person who takes the flower is distressed."

"Scared!" I pretended to be surprised, but my heart became a little sweet because of his slightly sour last sentence of teasing just now, "I stayed in the base camp peacefully, and you caught so many people in your busy schedule. Violation?"

Fan Dongfang closed the book in his hand, and pushed it in front of me with the cover facing up: "Let's start with the close-up, are you studying image dialogue recently?"

"It's very interesting, so I just studied it." I didn't deny it, and I didn't understand it, so I asked, "Is there a problem?"

Fan Dongfang raised his eyebrows, gently tapped the table with his fingertips, and said slowly: "The problem is not the image dialogue, but your behavior. I have no objection to you learning various consulting skills, but you learn Their premise must be that your basic skills are solid enough, do you think your basic skills can reach half a bottle level now?"

This guy's mouth is still as poisonous as ever, and the surprise of seeing the person he likes suddenly on the day of Qixi Festival is gone. I defended blankly: "However, there are more than half of the bottle!"

The person who always carries a mind reader with him seems to have not noticed the embarrassment and unhappiness in my heart this time. Fan Dongfang pointed to the book on image dialogue that I read before and said indifferently: "Since I know that I have a bottle If you are not full, read less of these, think about your basic skills carefully, don’t think about diversion and orientation until you have mastered the basic skills, if you don’t know what to do, just read the materials I gave you ten times.”

I nodded with a sullen face, and I was taught.

Fan Dongfang stared at me with a half-smile: "I haven't seen you become hypocritical for a few days? What's the matter?"

"No, I just can't hold back my face." I rubbed my face and smiled suddenly, "To be honest, I very much suspect that you are intentionally venting your dissatisfaction under false pretenses."

Fan Dongfang stared at me for a moment, and didn't even refute my questioning of his selfishness, but said calmly: "Adjust your mentality, academically I am your teacher, and I won't change just because you become mine." The way of speaking relaxes the demands on you, not to mention that you haven't become who I am yet."

"Of order, my teacher, you are the most stern and selfless." I made a salute gesture with the index and middle fingers of my right hand, took a rose from the bouquet and handed it to Fan Dongfang, teasing him with a smile, "I am the most It's just for selfishness, I promise that when you become mine, I will obey the leader even more than I do now, do you want to try it?"

Fan Dongfang smiled, took the flowers stretched out in front of his eyes and threw them on the bouquet, and knocked on the table with his knuckles hastily: "Be serious."

I shrugged my shoulders, sat down in the chair, and made a posture of sitting upright: "You continue to teach, I will listen carefully."

Fan Dongfang unlocked the phone, called up a video and started playing: "No hurry, let's watch this video first."

录像是樊东方办公室里的实时监控录像，时间显示是2010年8月3日16：42。

In the video, I put my feet on Fan Dongfang's desk, frowned and smoked one after another. The smoke rising from the scattered fireworks almost decorated the office like a fairyland—— Smoky and hazy, the effect is comparable to a stage fog machine.

"I remember that I told you half a month ago to ask you to quit smoking, and you agreed, so it should be regarded as an agreement?" Fan Dongfang looked at me indifferently, waiting for my answer.

I nodded: "Forget it."

"Very good." Fan Dongfang glanced at me with joy and anger, and started to play the next video.

Afterwards, Fan Dongfang didn't say anything, just played the video one after another, and played more than ten videos in a row, all of which were me smoking in his office, and the ashtray in every video was full.

After playing the last video, Fan Dongfang took the time to ask me: "Let's not mention the promise of three cigarettes a day in half a month, let's talk about the promise that we will not exceed five cigarettes a day in half a month."

I touched the tip of my nose and coughed dryly: "I have something on my mind, I smoke a little too much."

Fan Dongfang fiddled with the phone unconsciously with his fingers, looked at me and said nothing.

In his indifferent gaze, I changed from being calm and calm to fidgeting: "You know, there must be an outlet for negative emotions, so as not to affect the state of mental health."

Fan Dongfang chuckled: "So you want to tell me that excessive smoking is your way of venting negative emotions?"

I nodded under his gaze: "It has always been."

Fan Dongfang sighed lightly: "Change it, if you can't change it, prepare yourself that you won't be a teacher for the rest of your life."

I understood that Fan Dongfang was about to lift it up high and then lowered it gently, so I hurriedly raised my hand to promise: "I promise that I will never exceed the amount again in the future."

Fan Dongfang gave a "hmm" and said, "If you have any negative emotions, you can come to me, and I will teach you a healthy way to vent."

Occasionally, I suddenly remembered the emotional vent room in the counseling center: "Isn't it the vent room?"

Fan Dongfang laughed: "You can use it if you want, and you won't be charged."

I squeezed my thumb and index finger in front of my lips and made a zip gesture: "Just pretend I didn't say it."

Fan Dongfang did not comment, and unlocked the phone again. This time, it was still a video, but it was not the real-time monitoring in the office, but the short video of the "Three Questions" that has been stuck in my heart: "Little Daji, explain ?”

The change of address well explained Fan Dongfang's mood at the moment. I tilted my head to look at Fan Dongfang for a moment, clasped my hands together and said with a smile, "I'm dizzy in a hurry, and I'm a little out of words."

Fan Dongfang nodded: "I can see that you were very anxious at the time, you could even be said to be anxious."

Seeing that his posture didn't look like he was provoking a teacher, I breathed a sigh of relief: "That's why I said I lost my head in a hurry."

Fan Dongfang asked me with interest: "Why?"

I crossed my hands and fingers, put my elbows on the table, leaned forward slightly, and said with a smile, "I'm in a hurry because I care."

Fan Dongfang looked at me with a smile and said nothing, the smile on his lips gradually deepened from the light and alienated, and finally fixed on the intimacy and warmth as bright as the morning light, as if it was shining.

When I looked at him like this, my heart skipped a beat again: "Mr. Fan, can I ask you a question?"

Fan Dongfang looked into my eyes with great interest: "Well, ask."

I pursed my lower lip and asked him with a smile, "Did you come here on purpose today?"

Fan Dongfang leaned on the back of the chair, looked at me indifferently, and asked without answering: "Mr. Da, I also want to ask you a question."

I raised my eyebrows and smiled lightly: "You ask."

Fan Dongfang pointed to the fiery red roses on the table: "For this bouquet of roses, what is the answer to Peanut's three philosophical questions?"

I suddenly laughed, why is this man so subtle?

I looked at him and laughed heartily: "Mr. Fan, has anyone ever praised you for being cute?"

Fan Dongfang said calmly: "Before I was six years old, my mother praised me. Classmate Daxi, don't change the subject."

I reached out and took out the card from the bouquet, unfolded it and spread it on the desk: "It's a bouquet of roses of unknown origin. The card said it came from Lu Jiaer, and I said it was going to the trash can." , I got up and threw the bouquet into the trash can.

Fan Dongfang said sarcastically, "It's a pity what a beautiful bouquet of flowers."

I looked at him to smile or not: "Why don't you say that you have blinded him for nothing?"

"Putting flowers in the trash can doesn't mean you're blind." Fan Dongfang walked out with his handbag, "Take your trash and leave, don't let it stay in my office overnight."

Resigned to my fate, I followed him with a bouquet of flowers that had been swayed from the trash can, and asked him, "Mr. Fan, do you have any plans for the evening?"

Fan Dongfang paused, and looked back at me with a half-smile: "Go home and sleep, if you have an appointment with a beautiful woman, you can go there in a down-to-earth manner, and the unscrupulous boss will not call you to deliver meals."

Look at this posture, quite vengeful!I shook my head quickly: "I don't have an appointment, I haven't even got dinner yet, why don't you show kindness to me, boss, and give me a meal?"

Fan Dongfang looked at me for a moment and smiled lowly: "Okay, take me home."

Looking at each other for a moment, I seemed to smell the smell of love from the faint fragrance of flowers.