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"Mr. Xi, please close your eyes and imagine that you are in an auditorium. The red building in the School of Mathematics of University T, I have heard lectures from the neighboring school, and I have some impressions, so it is better to choose there."

Zhao Chuhe's soft words always contained a slight smile, and that calmness that seemed to never collapse in anything might be one of the important reasons why he became the best among his peers in Jiangcheng.

This single-family office is located in an expensive area of ​​Jiangcheng. Although it is close to the city center, there are almost as few people passing through here as in the suburbs. The road is full of foreign-style houses from the Republic of China and red brick walls covered with green vines. It is quiet. peaceful.

Today is a sunny day suitable for traveling, but the room they are in is currently surrounded by light-colored cotton curtains.

The indoor layout is clean and simple. The man called "Mr. Xi" has a handsome face but lacks expression. His tall figure is completely sunken on the neither soft nor hard sofa. From Zhao Chuhe's point of view, he is almost buried in the Amidst the gaudy home cushions that he scavenged from all over the world, a pair of straight long legs were slightly bent and could not be stretched, which made him look a little more human.

The tape recorder on the table was doing its own work quietly, and the doctor sitting in the soft armchair held the fountain pen in his hand and guided softly: "I remember that you were always No. Outstanding freshmen, seniors and graduate representatives gave speeches, what happened to you most impressively, can you talk to me?"

The eyelashes of the man lying on the sofa trembled, but his tone of voice was steady, and there was hardly any sign of shortness of breath when he called him for help a few nights ago.

"Nothing special..."

Xi Zhao's narration is concise and full of logic, and his rational explanation is hardly mixed with any description of subjective emotions. Zhao Chuhe occasionally writes down a few lines in his notebook, which are basically excerpts of fragments, and the same is nothing special.But where Xi Zhao couldn't see, the doctor's gaze deepened thoughtfully.

Zhao Chuhe met Xi Zhao at an academic salon in Europe two years ago. At that time, this person was the investor representative of that event. He was cold, professional, and impersonal, and he was synonymous with Mr. Xi from Wall Street.

Of course, the last one is not to satirize Xi Zhao’s EQ. In fact, his EQ may be described as extremely high. Even in the shopping mall where intrigues exist, he can use his smooth and sharp expression to make everyone dare not look down on him. to him.

But everyone knows that Xi Zhao does not like to participate in social gatherings outside of work. In the financial circle where connections are the lifeblood, everyone including his boss can only see Xi Zhao during working hours.

Mr. Xi, king is off work.

But what was surprising was that in that salon, Xi Zhao, who everyone thought would never appear, actually appeared. Not only that, he also quietly asked for the business cards of many people present under the introduction of the organizer.

And if he hadn't received a call from Xi Zhao before returning to China in a few days, Zhao Chuhe might never have known that Mr. Xi, who seemed elegant and calm, had suffered from neurophobia for many years. He was surrounded by anxiety all the time when he was surrounded, and he was the best target selected by various evaluations after he decided to treat.

In a way, Xi Zhao didn't look like a normal patient at all.He is so good at hiding, not only hiding his own illness, but also accurately predicting and even interfering with other people's behavior at the same time.

It was only later that Zhao Chuhe found out that Xi Zhao had actually chosen him a long time ago, and he even managed to send back the ticket to the salon.The reason why it took so much trouble was entirely due to Xi Zhao's almost abnormal cautiousness, and Zhao Chuhe was lucky to pass the interview for which only Mr. Xi knew the answer.

Social phobia often has no obvious incentives, and the central symptom is mostly social avoidance, which can lead to social isolation in extreme cases. Some patients may even relieve anxiety through substance abuse and eventually lead to substance dependence, especially alcohol dependence.

But you can hardly see anything unusual about Xi Zhao.

What is it that once you find yourself noticed by others, you feel unnatural, afraid to raise your head, afraid to meet people's eyes, even feel ashamed, afraid to speak in public, afraid to sit in front of a meeting... usually sit with Mr. Xi People together will be overwhelmed by his aura and panic on the spot.

But Xi Zhao told him that he actually has all these symptoms.

The specific history of Xi Zhao’s illness began when he graduated from high school at the age of 18. Before that, he had avoidance of social exposure in public but had no adverse reactions. When he spoke in the high school auditorium as an outstanding graduate representative , Xi Zhao suddenly felt nausea, dizziness, rapid heartbeat and other symptoms without warning.

But his strong perseverance is also shocking. After forgetting the content of the speech, Xi Zhao gave an impromptu speech on the stage under great pressure. Except for his long-time friend Yu Jianyi and his mother, there was almost no one in the audience. People noticed Xi Zhao's strangeness.

One of the usual treatments for social phobia is that after relaxation training, the patient is asked to make a list of the relevant triggering situations according to the severity of the fear response, and then let the patient be in the situation one by one starting from the situation that causes the weakest fear response. Or imagine yourself in these situations, step by step until the strongest situation does not arouse fear.

On the surface, Xi Zhao’s condition is much better than most of Zhao Chuhe’s patients, and he has been very cooperative from the very beginning, except for the speech at the graduation of the third year of high school, which still cannot be mentioned so far In the most advanced situation, whenever Zhao Chuhe tried to let him go there from his thoughts, Xi Zhao would always turn pale immediately, accompanied by some adverse reactions, forcing the treatment to be suspended.

Zhao Chuhe originally thought that Xi Zhao’s phobia was more manifested in a specific situation (such as a public speaking environment with more than 50 people), and the list items they listed before can basically confirm this idea, but now it seems that the situation still seems to be the same. To make matters worse, when there were only two people present, because of an accident, Xi Zhao suddenly fell ill.

His fear situation is not single, Zhao Chuhe thought.It is very important to know the real cause, but until now, his understanding of Xi Zhao is still very shallow. The other party turned to him for help, but in fact, he still avoids facing the root cause of the disease from the heart, and is very vigilant, unwilling to easily reveal his feelings to outsiders.

Zhao Chuhe silently tapped the pen body with his fingers, and he thought of the person Xi Zhao had mentioned in a few words. Before that, Xi Zhao's anxiety had been miraculously relieved by his appearance, and this time he was also in Xi Zhao's case when he got sick. around.Zhao Chuhe thought, this person should...

"Didi Didi." The alarm clock rang.

Zhao Chuhe, who was interrupted from thinking, raised his eyes sharply, and unexpectedly found that Xi Zhao, who was still immersed in memories and narrating slowly, had already stood up and cut off the alarm clock. Zhao just held his mobile phone and politely apologized to the doctor: "I have some personal matters to deal with, 5 minutes is enough, and it is also included in the consultation time."

Dr. Zhao charges by the minute, and it is not the first time that Xi Zhao has made such a generous offer.Zhao Chuhe raised his hand to indicate that the other party can do as he pleases, and then observed his patient with great interest.

"May I know the content of the private matter?" he asked suddenly.

This is not polite, and it is on the verge of exceeding the rules for the relationship between doctors and patients, but Xi Zhao paused, and after a simple judgment, he might think that this is not a big deal, and he nodded.

Zhao Chuhe laughed, put down the pen and paper and walked slowly behind Xi Zhao. In just a few short steps, he had already calculated countless possibilities in his mind, and after seeing clearly what was displayed on the screen of Xi Zhao's phone , the smile on the corner of the mouth of this psychiatrist, who has seen countless storms and waves, froze for a moment.

"Mr. Xi, this..."

The painting style on the screen is very cartoonish and exquisite, only relying on the full screen of land grids and small wooden houses, Zhao Chuhe immediately recognized that this is the casual mobile game he saw on his seven-year-old niece's mobile phone yesterday.

The maturity period of wheat is 2 hours and 30 minutes. Xi Zhao sowed the seeds before going out. In order to ensure the income of the next batch of timely sowing and prevent neighbors from stealing, he set an alarm clock when he got off the car.

After manipulating the little white cat carrying a hoe on the screen to harvest the last bar of wheat, Xi Zhao raised his head calmly and nodded slightly to him: "Yes, I'm harvesting vegetables."