dedicated to memorial day

On the fourth day after Zhou Yu arrived in City A, he received a text message from the psychologist.The two made an appointment at the coffee shop they used to go to when they met.Zhou Yu arrived first, ordered a cup of latte, and added two sugars, and the psychiatrist arrived late.

He stroked the broken hair on his forehead, pushed down his glasses, and ordered a glass of American style without taking the menu handed over by the waiter.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came back?"

Zhou Yu stirred the coffee with a spoon, destroyed all the latte art and said, "Just stay for a few days and leave."

The psychiatrist crossed his hands and propped his chin to look at Zhou Yu. His eyes were neither scrutinizing nor sharp, neither cold nor hot, and did not even contain any emotion.Zhou Yu's most familiar eyes were the eyes of a psychiatrist: "Do you still want to go back?"

Zhou Yu nodded.

"Come to city A for business?" the psychiatrist asked.

Zhou Yu thought for a while and said, "Come on a trip."

"Travel?" The psychiatrist's tone was half curious and half funny, "Then where have you been swimming?"

Zhou Yu didn't care about the banter in the psychiatrist's tone, and carefully counted the places he had been to: "I went to the city center. The shop that I often go to opposite the company has become an online celebrity shop, but the taste is really good. Not much has changed."

The psychiatrist asked sharply, "Have you been near the company?"

"Ah."

"Meet an old friend?"

Zhou Yu smiled: "The old man is already the head of the department."

"He should thank you."

"Thank me for what? It's what he can do." Zhou Yu smiled relievedly, "By the way, I even went to high school."

"Oh?"

"However, the students are on vacation and just bought some food from nearby stalls."

The psychiatrist joked, "Why do you feel that you are here on a special trip to recall the past?"

The coffee was served, and the psychiatrist asked after taking a sip, "Staying in a hotel now?"

Zhou Yu nodded, and the psychiatrist showed that unsurprising expression.

Zhou Yu went on to say: "I went home, and there is too much dust in the house, it is very troublesome to clean up."

The psychiatrist's face showed some surprise: "You went home?"

After Zhou Yu nodded, the psychiatrist finally asked puzzledly: "Since you have already returned home, why do you still have to go to the small town?"

"It's not my home anymore." Zhou Yu said lightly.

This is a statement of fact without emotion.No one here wants to see him anymore, no one needs him, and he doesn't need anyone here.

The psychiatrist sighed slightly and stopped talking.

Zhou Yu added: "I raised a rabbit in the town, and I also planted tomatoes on the roof. When I go back, I plan to plant another grape to see if it can survive."

The psychiatrist was a little moved: "When will you come back?"

"I don't know, and it's not necessarily true that I won't come back."

Zhou Yu took a sip of coffee, lowered his head and smiled, and the particles of silence flowed slowly between the two.A red envelope was suddenly handed to him.There is only a small "囍" engraved in gold on the bottom of the cover.

"You may have to come back in two months."

Zhou Yu looked up in surprise and saw the psychiatrist's smile: "I'm getting married in two months. Remember to bring me your tomato to taste."

Zhou Yu nodded heavily, trying to say something, but in the end it all got stuck in his throat, and after mixing, he only uttered two words: "Congratulations."

Zhou Yu opened the invitation card. On the off-white paper was a fine brushwork painting of butterfly love flowers. On the upper left corner was a golden word "囍帖" rubbed in a thin gold body. The names of the couple and guests were all written in lower case. For the first time, Yu found that his name could be written so elegantly.

"The invitation was designed by my lover." The psychiatrist touched the bridge of his nose in embarrassment. He seldom made such an obvious intentional action subconsciously.Obviously very embarrassed, but I never want my lover's heart to be underestimated.

"It's very outdated." The psychiatrist said.

In today's era of electronic invitations, the trouble of hand-made invitations like this is really rare.

Zhou Yu shook his head: "It's beautiful."

The psychiatrist said: "I quite like this, writing down the names of my friends one by one."

"By the way, Cheng Jingshen's share can also be brought to him by the way." Saying that, the psychiatrist took out another invitation card from behind.

Zhou Yu was stunned, as if he didn't understand for a moment, and asked suspiciously: "Do you know Cheng Jingshen?"

"I know you." The psychiatrist took it for granted, "He also told me about your return to City A."

"How come...?" Zhou Yu remembered that he had never told the psychiatrist that he was back.I always faintly feel that something is wrong, but I can't say it for a while, everything seems to be too coincidental.

"How do you know each other?" Zhou Yu asked.

The psychiatrist probably felt that there was nothing to hide, so he said flatly: "He is a former patient of mine. Your symptoms are similar to his. They are all traumatic stress disorders that are hard to get rid of after the sudden death of a loved one. .But his is slightly better than yours, healed two years earlier."

Speaking of this, the psychiatrist paused before saying: "I remember I mentioned to you that I cured a case similar to yours, and it was him."

Zhou Yu recalled it for a while, and still had some vague impressions. When he first met with the psychiatrist, the other party did mention it.

"We met some time ago, and I talked to him about your illness, and he said he wanted to help you." Doctor Xinyi said.

"Help me? Why help me? How?"

Zhou Yu couldn't believe it, he almost jumped up from his seat, and the volume raised a little bit, especially in a quiet coffee shop, and people around him frequently cast curious glances.

The psychiatrist pressed his palm and signaled Zhou Yu to calm down first.Zhou Yu also realized that he was impolite in public, and immediately sat down with a blushing face.

"He didn't explain to me exactly how to help, but I think since you are willing to come back to City A, you should know more about it than me." The psychiatrist stared at him and said quietly, as if all his mental activities Seeing it through, "As for why you helped you, he said that you and him were classmates for ten years."

No, there must be something wrong.

"But we don't know each other." Zhou Yu said.It's true to be a classmate for ten years, and it's also true to be a stranger for ten years, "Would you help a classmate you don't know at all like this?"

"No." The psychiatrist replied simply.

"Neither will I. Absolutely not." Zhou Yu had nowhere to look, which was a sign of helplessness.All the unreasonable moments of connection, the weird feeling that he ignored again and again, like the consciousness floating in the universe, was inspired by the main body at this moment, fluctuating into a giant light wave and attacking his brain fiercely, "unless……"

Zhou Yu looked up and saw the psychiatrist's half-smile face and unpredictable eyes, he stood up abruptly.

unless.unless!

Looking at the back of Zhou Yu running out of the coffee shop, the psychiatrist drank the last bit of coffee, and the coffee stains remained at the bottom of the cup. He smiled and took out his mobile phone, and sent a message to a familiar number: "Your dad's Mansheng pot , remember to bring it to me."