Becomes an Omega after being bitten

As usual, the hypnotherapy was once a week, and it was carried out in the manor left by Ye Zhirong's mother as usual.

"Mr. Ye, let's start."

According to Cheng Jiahua's past experience, psychological problems such as cleanliness and obsessive-compulsive disorder can be significantly improved after three to five hypnosis sessions, and patients with moderate to severe depression can temporarily return to normal life after ten sessions at most.

As for Ye Zhirong's serious psychological problem that has affected his vision for more than [-] years, Cheng Jiahua believes that there is a long way to go, and it is conservatively estimated that it will take at least half a year.

Now their hypnotic progress has been stagnant on the day of the car accident, and the subconscious made Ye Zhirong unwilling to recall the scene of that day in his dreams.

Just one step away.

This time, Cheng Jiahua still guides Ye Zhirong to go back to the day of the car accident in a shallow dream.

Ye Zhirong returned to the time when he was seven years old in a half-dream and half-awake state. He couldn't see his face, but he could see that his hands and feet were like a child's.

"Mr. Ye, what's in front of you?" Cheng Jiahua asked, "Is there anyone you met 'that day'? Like your father, servant, driver, or your mother."

Ye Zhirong was still conscious, and followed Cheng Jiahua's guidance and replied, "I saw a man, not my father."

"Is it the driver?"

Cheng Jiahua learned about the situation of 'that day' from the previous consultation, and knew that there was another driver in the car that had the accident, and he would no longer work in the Ye family after he recovered from his injuries.

The most seriously injured of the three was Ye Zhirong's mother. Both of her legs were crushed by the deformed car, and half of her face was destroyed by broken glass.Although Ye Zhirong had only minor injuries, she had a high fever and passed out for three days and three nights, and could not see when she woke up.

"Maybe." Ye Zhirong replied, he no longer remembered what the driver looked like.

Cheng Jiahua: "Is there anyone else?"

Ye Zhirong looked around again in the dream, "No."

Cheng Jiahua no longer forced himself to ask, "What is the driver doing?"

Ye Zhirong's voice was very soft: "Drive."

Cheng Jiahua: "Would I take you somewhere?"

Ye Zhirong: "Yes."

Cheng Jiahua wrote down the details in his notebook, deliberately slowing down the pace, and asked, "Have you gotten into the car yet?"

Ye Zhirong was sure that "I" was sitting in the car, so he hummed again.

Cheng Jiahua: "Look around, what's outside the car?"

Ye Zhirong paused for a moment and said, "I can't see clearly."

"It's okay, let's recall, where are you going that day?" Cheng Jiahua guided, and then added: "It's okay, try to think about it, it doesn't matter if you don't remember it. Just look around to see if there is anyone you are familiar with, and you can talk to them." I'll tell you."

Ye Zhirong couldn't remember, "The road outside is familiar, but I can't remember it."

"It's okay." Cheng Jiahua said softly, and asked again after a while: "Now, are you still in the car?"

Ye Zhirong: "Yes."

Cheng Jiahua probed again: "Is it still just you and the driver?"

Ye Zhirong answered truthfully: "Well, there are only two of us."

Cheng Jiahua planned to try again for the last time today, "Look around, and then look around you, is there any other people or things you have seen."

Ye Zhirong's superficial consciousness was guided, and he suddenly began to breathe rapidly, sweat oozes from his forehead, and his hands unconsciously clenched into fists by his side.

Cheng Jiahua squeezed the ballpoint pen in his hand, pretending to be calm and asked, "Do you know me?"

"I can't see clearly."

After Ye Zhirong finished speaking, Cheng Jiahua tried to advance the progress: "Can you guess who she is?"

Ye Zhirong frowned and stopped answering. Beads of sweat dripped down his forehead, his whole body began to tremble violently, and his breath trembled, as if the sound of crying was trapped in a dream.

Cheng Jiahua could predict Ye Zhirong's reaction when he saw his mother, so he didn't continue to ask, but observed Ye Zhirong's reaction from the side, preparing to wake him up at the right time.

In Ye Zhirong's dream, a woman appeared on the seat beside him, sitting so quietly, her face was blurred at first, only a rough outline could be seen.

She is wearing a purple dress, she is gentle and elegant.

Then her appearance gradually became clearer.

She was shocked, she was in pain.

She was bloody, she lost her legs.

Ye Zhirong didn't dare to look at it anymore. In the dream, he closed his eyes tightly, covered his face with his hands and screamed and cried.

The common hypnosis procedure is to let the patient continue to sleep, and then wake up naturally.But Ye Zhirong's reaction was too violent, and it was impossible to sleep. Just as Cheng Jiahua was about to wake him up, Ye Zhirong sat up from the bed like waking up from a nightmare.

"Yushu, Yushu." Ye Zhirong called Fang Yushu in a panic, panting deeply.

Seeing that he was not in good condition, Cheng Jiahua decided to end the treatment early, "Mr. Ye, I will call your wife for you."

Cheng Jiahua opened the door and went out. Hearing the wrong voice, Fang Yushu waited anxiously at the door and said, "Today I made a breakthrough, so I'll come here first. Go in and see him, he's looking for you."

Fang Yushu rushed to the bed, hugged Ye Zhirong who was at a loss, hugged his head on his chest and stroked it, "Zhirong, I am here, I am here."

"It's all my fault," Ye Zhirong, a big man, was holding Fang Yushu's waist tightly at this time, suppressing his crying, "Why do I have to make a fuss, why can't I stay at home, it's all mine Wrong, I killed my mother, I made her like that, I killed her."

Fang Yushu's nose was sore when he heard it, and he quickly comforted him: "Zhi Rong, Zhi Rong, listen to me, it was an accident, the truck driver was drunk and did not see the road, it can't be your fault, you were only seven years old at that time, every little boy Being naughty at that age, really, not your fault."

Suddenly, Ye Zhirong broke away from him, turned sideways to the bed and retched.

Fang Yushu hurriedly patted him on the back, seeing that he couldn't vomit for a long time, thinking that the sitting posture might be uncomfortable, so he hurriedly said: "Let's go to the bathroom, follow me."

Ye Zhi let Fang Yushu help him to the bathroom in the room, and vomited violently into the sink.I vomited everything I ate in the morning, and there was nothing to vomit, even the bile, and my mouth was full of bitterness in an instant.

Fang Yushu followed Ye Zhirong's back until he finally stopped, then took the water to rinse his mouth, then went back to the room and poured a cup of warm tea to clear his throat.

When I rushed to the bathroom just now, I was in a hurry and didn't have time to turn on the light. Now Fang Yushu watched Ye Zhirong drink the water and pressed the switch back.

Ye Zhirong raised his hand subconsciously to cover his eyes, and then froze.

Fang Yushu, who had just returned the teacup, was also stunned.

He had never seen Ye Zhirong respond to light, this was the first time.He didn't know what he was thinking, so he turned off the light in the bathroom with a snap, and pulled Ye Zhirong out.

Although the curtains were drawn in the room, it was noon and the sun was still shining in. Ye Zhirong frowned and closed his eyes for a while before trying to open them again. The first thing that came into his eyes was a pair of white and clean eyes. Slender hands.

Fang Yushu was helping him change his shirt, his slender fingers lightly touched the skin on his chest, trembling and cold, it took him a long time to unbutton and take off his clothes.

Ye Zhirong raised his eyes again, and saw the face that he had outlined with his fingers countless times—a face that was both familiar and unfamiliar.

Delicate and beautiful as a porcelain doll.

He stared in a daze, and his eyes did not turn away.

Fang Yushu seemed extremely nervous, and didn't dare to look up. He hurriedly helped Ye Zhirong put on clean clothes, and tucked buttons one by one from bottom to top. When he tied the top button, he inevitably touched it. Ye Zhirong's eyes.

But it was just a hasty glance and then quickly lowered his head, as if his heart was beating wildly and was about to burst out.

Is it an illusion?Was he looking at himself just now?

After a long while, Fang Yushu regained his courage and looked up at Ye Zhirong.

His eyes have focus, and what he sees is himself.

Fang Yushu's heart couldn't beat anymore, he bit his lip, and then tentatively leaned towards him, wanting to kiss him.

Ye Zhirong held Fang Yushu's shoulder to stop him, and said softly, "I just vomited."