Rational derailment

He covered Wu Si who was sleeping soundly with an air-conditioned thin quilt, raised the temperature in the room, took away his mobile phone on the table, and turned off the lights in the living room.After finishing all this, when Lian Han returned to the bedroom, it was already seven o'clock in the morning, outside the curtains, the sun was hanging high in the sky, and the pedestrians on the road gradually began to get busy.

It is inevitable that Wu Si will fall asleep. The incense he ordered can help him fall asleep, and the scented tea he drinks can also relax him, not to mention the feeling of fatigue after the release of intense emotions. I hope this sleep will allow him to get enough sleep .

After turning on the computer and calling up the case records, Lian Han paused after entering Wu Si's name.

The situation just now is still vivid in my mind, as if the palms of my hands are still wet by Wu Si's tears. Lian Han didn't finish the whole story, and stopped when Wu Si told what happened in Rio. , Wu Si has entered the realm created by himself, even if there is no voice-over, that dream will still continue, Miller's reaction, what Miller said, Lian Han does not know, but Wu Si can see, even though it is nothing It was his imagination.

What could be the worst.

Lian Han once asked Wu Si like this, but judging from Wu Si's reaction yesterday, in the dream that Lian Han created for him, Miller did not do anything to hurt him, on the contrary, he kept talking Sorry for the tears.It also shows that in the preconscious, Wu Si is not afraid of Miller's reaction after the truth is known, but afraid of him knowing the truth.

This may sound a bit twisted, but it is not contradictory. For example, a child who failed an exam would be afraid to tell his parents his grades because he was worried that his parents would beat him if they found out. The reason for telling things to loved ones is that you don't want them to be sad.

is that so?Wu Si didn't hesitate to be misunderstood, he was under the pressure of being on the verge of collapse, and the reason why he didn't want to tell Miller the truth was because he didn't want him to worry about him?

No, I'm afraid he didn't realize it himself.

In the dream created by the hypnotist, telling the secret is indeed a kind of emotional release. After waking up from the dream, the reality is still cruel, and they have to continue to live.However, for the psychologist, this relief has another meaning. If possible, I hope the patient can see something in such a dream.

Many secrets may not be as scary as imagined.

By the time Wu Si's case was recorded, it was past eight o'clock. Lian Han took a shower, made himself a cup of coffee, picked up Wu Si's cell phone that had been muted, and found out Miller's number.

Send a text message, [I am Lian Han, Wu Si's psychiatrist, his condition is not very good, can I ask for a day off today? 】In fact, there is no need to send a text message to ask for leave. If they are in a hurry, they will call and Lian Han will explain the situation when the time comes.But the reason why I sent this text message may be that I just hope that Miller will react after seeing the words that the situation is not good. After yesterday's turmoil, he will forgive Wu Si a little bit and feel comfortable psychologically. a little.

It took a long time to get a reply to the text message. At that time, Lian Han had given up on receiving the reply. He was lying on the bed and yawning. When he was considering whether to take a nap, the phone next to him vibrated.

【Can. 】

There is not a single extra word, not even a period is forgotten, and the tone is the same as that of the leader approving the leave.Continuing to move his fingers, Lian Han shook his head, he is really difficult to deal with.

[Is work urgent recently?If possible, I hope he can rest for two days. ] Originally, I wanted to use this as an opportunity to try to chat with Miller. After all, from the perspective of a doctor, Lian Han really hoped that Wu Si could rest for two days and not have to face Miller again immediately.

However, in the end, instead of sending it out, the content was deleted and the phone was put aside.

"Wow, why are you here? You scared me!" Zema who opened the door looked at Miller in the office with a frightened expression, "I heard a voice just now and thought it was a thief. Didn't you stay up all night yesterday? Well, didn't you go home and sleep?"

No wonder Zema was surprised. Miller smelled of alcohol, his clothes were wrinkled, his face was tired, his eyes were red, and he was holding a mobile phone. The light from the screen of the mobile phone hit his face, which was really scary.

"Can't sleep." Without much explanation, Miller threw the phone on the table, and the screen gradually dimmed. He didn't know how long he stared at the text message just now.

Maybe it's just the effect of alcohol, which makes the reaction more sluggish.After comforting himself in this way, Miller turned on the computer with a screen saver and continued to work without efficiency.

I can't stop, once I stop, I can't help but think of him, what happened last night, and that text message that I can't ignore.Obviously, these have nothing to do with him.