Capgras delusional syndrome

For the next period of time, Yang Shaojun will spend his days serving Young Master Su or being interrogated by Master Dai Yu at any time.He is usually very busy with work, which is due to his personality. Although he has a cheerful temperament, he doesn't actually have many friends, so he can stay in Su's house and not go out very much.

Now that Su Qian has some mental problems, Yang Shaojun is more careful when serving him. Although he can't help teasing Su Qian from time to time, he just makes fun of it. In fact, he has to do whatever Su Qian asks him to do. What are you doing obediently.

Although Su Qian actively cooperated with the treatment, due to the drug, he gradually became more and more silent day by day.In the beginning, Lao Meng and others often helped him go out for a walk. After a week, he gradually no longer wanted to go out.The time spent listening to the newspaper and the radio every day is gradually shortening, and the time spent lying in bed is increasing, but he keeps turning over due to anxiety.Because he was blindfolded, the people taking care of him didn't know whether he was sleeping restlessly or lying on the bed doing nothing.Sometimes Su Qian had to lie down for four or five hours during the day, but couldn't sleep at night. The night watchmen were often woken up by him at night, sometimes saying that they wanted to walk around, sometimes sighing irritably.Su Xieyuan and Su Yi saw it and were anxious, but there was nothing they could do.

On this day, Zhong Li called Su Xieyuan, Yang Shaojun and others into the living room, and said what everyone had been worried about: "Judging from the current situation of the young master, our worries may have become a reality—we suspect that he has already started A precursor to drug-induced depression."

Su Yi buried his face in his palm sadly, Yang Shaojun started to smoke, Su Xieyuan asked haggardly: "Then what should we do?"

Zhong Li sighed: "At present, we have stopped the drug treatment. Once the drug is stopped, the situation will be better, and we will continue after he recovers. Your relatives should spend more time with him, take him out for a walk, talk to him, and try to ease the pain. The pressure in his heart. But people like the young master...he is very introverted, so he will increase the chance of depression. Do more psychological counseling for him. If you can let him speak out his heart and vent his depression, then It will get better."

Su Xieyuan clasped his hands together and murmured: "Wang Wen has already left Shanghai, but she hasn't gone abroad yet. I'll discuss it with her and advise her to bring her son to accompany Xiao Qian. Maybe it will be better with her son here." .”

Su Yi said dejectedly: "I talked with my second brother on the phone the day before yesterday. He said that the efficiency of the embassy was too low. I'm studying psychology, if my second brother is here now..."

Yang Shaojun took out the Zippo lighter, wiped out the fire, quickly pinched out the flames with his index finger and thumb, and repeated mechanically to ignite and extinguish the fire without saying a word.

However, the siblings of the Su family all have jobs and families. Su Xieyuan's own job is not bad, but she has been helping Su Qian with the company's affairs recently, so she is also very busy; Su Xiexi has been tripping back home in Hong Kong. If he didn't come, he had to make one phone call a day to care about the situation; Su Yi Archaeological Bureau also had a job, and he had already turned down a project, but he still had to go to the bureau to work frequently.In the end, only Yang Shaojun and Lao Meng were able to stay by Su Qian's side.

This afternoon, Su Qian hid in the room again and refused to go out. Yang Shaojun insisted on helping him into the wheelchair and pushing him out to bask in the sun.He pushed Su Qian to the lawn in the villa area, helped him to sit on the grass, and let him lie on his back on his lap, allowing the sun to shine completely.

As soon as Su Qian sat on the lawn, he protested sternly, disliking the lawn for being dirty and wet. "The nearby Su Mu, Golden Retriever, and VIPs are conveniently here!" ——Su Qian protested.

Yang Shaojun took off his jacket and spread it on the soft grass, pressed Su Qian down firmly, and said, "If you want to sleep, take a nap here! Don't be bored in the house all day long. Look at you, mushrooms are growing on your head." Out!"

Su Qian subconsciously stretched out his hand to touch his head, and raised his hand in the air. Suddenly realizing something was wrong, he pursed his mouth into a straight line, touched his ear stiffly, and lowered his hand again.

Yang Shaojun laughed, and suddenly felt a little sad for him after laughing - he felt that Su Qian was really pitiful.

The sun at two o'clock in the afternoon hit Su Qian's face, and it burned his face in a short while.The weather in Shanghai at the end of October was already very cold, and the little girl who was afraid of the cold on the road even put on a jacket.Su's house was heated all day long, but the people who roasted felt uncomfortable.When you go outdoors, blowing the wind and basking in the sun can really relax your mood.

Yang Shaojun squinted his eyes and looked up at the sky, and said to Su Qian, "The sun is fine today, there are no clouds, and the sky is very blue."

"The leaves are already red, and there are a lot of dead leaves on the road. The wild chrysanthemums are blooming over there, um... what kind of flower is that? It's yellow, with big flower buds and long stems, a bit like sunflowers, and it's also blooming in a large area, but I do not know."

"The sparrows on the tree are all gone... Hehe, I didn't notice it if I didn't pay attention before, but now that I think about it, it turns out that even the sparrows will fly south when it's cold. Hey, there's a big golden dog over there. Is the breed dog called a golden retriever?...it peed under the tree."

Yang Shaojun reported to Su Qian what he had seen and heard unhurriedly.He had never observed the world so seriously before, and now that Su Qian's eyes were blind, it made him more sensitive to the beauty of colors.Although it is such an ordinary world, if you look closely, there are many novelties.

Su Qian just listened without saying a word, which made Yang Shaojun wonder if he had fallen asleep.Yang Shaojun's voice became softer and softer, and he gradually stopped talking, looking down at Su Qian.He had never looked at Su Qian so seriously in such a long time.Thin fluff can be seen on the cheeks, trembling slightly in the sun; the tall and straight bridge of the nose, with one or two small blackheads on it, has nowhere to hide; the almost pale skin shows a small blackhead behind the ear. A small mole, this is the first time Yang Shaojun found this mole, and he felt it was so obtrusive and conspicuous that it could not be ignored; since Su Qian fell ill, his lips became very red, Yang Shaojun counted Looking at the fine lines on his lips, he suddenly felt itchy.

He bent down, blew into Su Qian's ear, and said softly, "Hey, are you asleep?"

Su Qian's eyebrows moved.

Yang Shaojun's lips were two or three centimeters above his face, slowly moved from his forehead to the bridge of his nose, and then to his lips. He looked around guiltily, but there was no one there.So he accurately covered his lips.

Just when his lips touched Su Qian's lips, Su Qian suddenly pushed him away as if turning on the power, sat up, and wiped his lips hard with the back of his hand.

Yang Shaojun was stunned for a long time, then murmured: "As for..." Even if he came back covered in dust and hugged Su Qian with a salivating face before taking a shower, Su Qian didn't push him so excitedly.He thought, is it because of this disease that this guy's temperament has become worse?

After wiping his mouth, Su Qian didn't say anything, just sat there.

"Cough," Yang Shaojun said, "don't worry, no one is watching around here."

Su Qian remained motionless.

After a while, Yang Shaojun couldn't help but asked, "You...what do you think of me?" Although he had already told Su Qian that he had broken up with him before that, but that time was still in Su Qian's memory. It was not the real Yang Shaojun, so out of some selfishness, Yang Shaojun himself pretended that he hadn't said that paragraph—in fact, he regretted it a little after he finished speaking, but he was really happy to say it.

Su Qian finally reacted, turned his back to him, and asked in a low voice, "Then what do you think of me?"

Yang Shaojun opened his mouth slightly, but he didn't know what to say.

The two fell into an awkward silence.

After a while, Su Qian suddenly shivered, grabbed his collar and said, "It's windy and cold, let's go back."

Without saying anything, Yang Shaojun helped Su Qian up and walked slowly back to the villa step by step.

In the evening, Su Qian suddenly said that he wanted to eat sweets, because the pastry chef at home was fired, so Yang Shaojun had to go out by himself. After driving for half a day from the suburbs to the city, he finally saw a cake shop, and the car stopped at the door for a while. Knowing that Suqian had a very picky taste, he was only willing to eat a few cake shops, but after struggling for a long time, he drove away and drove dozens of kilometers to the red house pastry shop.

The business of the red house pastry shop has always been very good. Even the leftovers are cleaned up at night, and even the cake chefs are closed to thank customers. Where can there be cakes for sale?Yang Shaojun said with a smile on his face, saying that he had come all the way from the suburbs, and finally a master chef who was about to get off work sold him a piece of chestnut cake he had left.

The master smiled and said, "Young man, are you out so late to buy cakes for your girlfriend?"

Yang Shaojun cupped his hands and took a few breaths of steam, took out a cigarette from his pocket and handed it to the master: "It's okay."

The master patted him on the shoulder and gave him a thumbs up: "Good boy, considerate."

Yang Shaojun lowered his eyes and smiled, took out his Zippo, blocked the wind with his hand, first lit the fire for the master, and then for himself, took a deep breath, and said: "I was mad at him a while ago, his birthday I also forgot. Today I made a fuss about wanting to eat sweets, so it's... an apology." As soon as the words came out, I was also taken aback, because I already agreed in my heart that Su Qian would be so ill that I had an inescapable responsibility.

The master said: "You are willing to drive such a long distance at night to buy cakes for her, you still have a conscience. Go back and tell her, just coax her."

Yang Shaojun smiled, thanked the master chef, and drove back with the cake.

Back at Su's residence, the dusty Yang Shaojun brought the cake to the bedside, and slowly dug it with a spoon and fed it into Su Qian's mouth.After eating half of the cake, Yang Shaojun scooped out another spoonful, only to see a drop of water hit the chestnut jam with a bang.

Yang Shaojun was stunned, and slowly raised his head, only to see two lines of water slipping out from under Su Qian's eye mask.He quickly put down the cake, reached out to wipe the tears off Su Qian's face, and asked, "What's wrong with you? Do you want to call a doctor?"

Su Qian shook his head slowly, raised his hand and grabbed the clothes around his heart, but his tone was still cold: "It's not that I think, I can't control it, it's probably the effect of the medicine." Chest tightness, heart palpitations, oppression... almost collapsed ...