Iceberg actor gave birth to a mink for me

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Xin Yi observed the "patient" in front of him with great interest.

"There are many ways to treat post-traumatic stress disorder, and hypnosis is the least advisable one. Although it can make patients forget the traumatic event on the surface, the damage will always stay in the subconscious. The longer the time accumulates, the more serious the condition is. There is no professional A psychiatrist would do this on purpose, why do you ask?"

Ling Ji lowered his eyes. He originally thought that Di Ying could only recognize him when he was drunk. It was Xin Yi who deliberately hypnotized him to lose his memory in order to cure his illness.Now that the speculation is denied, I am a little bit at a loss.

"I just noticed that he was different when he was drunk versus when he was sober."

"Can you be more specific?"

"I do not want to say."

"Okay," Xin Yi didn't mind, "If you're not ready, then don't say anything."

"According to the doctor-patient confidentiality agreement, I should not have disclosed any information about the other consultants to you. But Di Ying has said hello to me. If his treatment process can help you, he doesn't mind if I use his medical records as a substitute." Let me tell you the case."

Ling Ji straightened his back slightly, and his attention returned to Xin Yi: "I want to hear it."

"I never hypnotized Di Ying, he hypnotized himself."

Ling Ji was astonished.

"The younger the child, the harder it is to repair the psychological trauma. Di Ying followed me for two years of treatment when he was a child, but there was no progress until my grandfather died of illness."

"He mentioned it to me..."

"My grandfather is getting old and has been in poor health. The whole family is mentally prepared. But Di Ying stubbornly believes that he is responsible for this matter, and he has become very cooperative with the treatment, and his condition is getting better day by day."

Xin Yi recalled this special case, and still felt sad.

"I thought it was a good thing, but I didn't realize that in order to make himself overcome his fear, he repeatedly implied that the fire did not exist. His improvement in symptoms was false, and avoiding trauma would lead to more serious consequences."

"It was a bit late when I found out that this was the case, and I tried my best to remedy it. Now Di Ying is in a state of remembering the events that caused his stress disorder, but not fully remembering it. "

Ling Ji couldn't understand: "What is remembering, but you haven't fully remembered?"

"He can clearly recall the fire that year, but he overlooks the whole situation from the perspective of a high God. You can imagine a bystander whose soul is out of the body. When he recalls the whole thing, he has no emotion, will not be nervous or sad, and naturally There is no fear or fear, just like recalling the experience of an irrelevant person."

Ling Ji's eyes gradually dimmed, and he murmured something Xin Yi couldn't hear clearly.

"So, he probably couldn't see the appearance of the people in the fire scene..."

"He stripped himself from the disaster. As long as he has a clear mind, he will not be afraid of fire, nor will he reject red."

"As long as your mind is clear." Ling Ji keenly grasped the key words.

"Yes, so you just mentioned that he behaved abnormally when he was drunk, and I wondered if it had something to do with it."

That's all Ling Ji wanted to know.

"Don't you want to talk about yourself today? Without your consent, even Di Ying, I won't reveal a word to him."

Ling Ji shook his head.

"It doesn't matter. Anyway, Di Ying paid me a month's salary. You can come to me anytime you want to talk. I think the environment here is good. If you don't need me, I will treat it as a paid vacation."

Ling Ji was alerted immediately: "How much is your monthly salary...?"

Xin Yi smiled. The information Di Ying provided him was indeed very effective. For those who are careful about budgeting, there is nothing more lethal than "money wasted".

If that's not enough, here's one more sentence:

"No refunds."

……

As soon as Di Ying walked to the door of the room, he heard the sound of laughter coming from inside, the sound was not small.

He knocked on the door with a password, and then swiped his room card to get in. Xiao Ao and his two silly followers divided up the bed in a haphazard manner. The laughter just now came from these two people.

"Brother," Xiao Jia waved happily when he saw him, "Come and see, Xiao Ao has mastered a new skill."

Then he said to Xiao Ao: "Dance for Dad too."

Xiao Ao jumped up and stood up straight. Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi clapped and dubbed it together, and Xiao Ao followed the rhythm and swayed while clapping.

"Makabaka Akawaka Mika Maka Mum~ Makabaka Abayakaikaikawaka~"

Di Ying couldn't help laughing when she saw Xiao Ao twisting her butt in circles: "Is my son so smart? Who did he learn from?"

Xiao Yi said: "Xiao Ao is really smart, we show it a video, and he can dance along after watching it once."

"I didn't see it, boy, you are still a natural dancer."

Xiao Jia strongly echoed: "That is, Xiao Ao will definitely be the dancer in the troupe when he debuts in the talent show."

Xiao Ao goes to drag Xiao Jia and Xiao Yi.

"Squeak!"

"What? You want us to dance with you? Come!"

A mink and two people lined up in a triangular team and danced the garden baby dance in unison.

"Makabaka Akawaka..."

It can be seen that the two of them just coaxed Xiao Ao to play like this, so they were overjoyed together.

"What else is there to choose?" Di Ying couldn't help but sigh, "I think it's good for the three of you to make your debut at the same place. The team is called the Mink Team. It takes the retro route and is sure to be popular."

Xiao Ao finished the demonstration again and ran to drag Dad.

"What are you doing? What are you dragging me for? I can't jump."

"Squeak, squeak!" Xiao Ao yelled anxiously.

"Don't make trouble, how can I dance with you? If someone sees it, your father's face, the number one cool guy in the entertainment industry, will be lost."

Xiao Ao bit his fingers with his canine teeth, and tore at the hem of his clothes.

Xiao Jia laughed and booed: "Brother, there are no outsiders here, so you can dance with it. Xiao Ao likes other people to dance with it, the more people there are, the happier it is."

Besides, whether there is such a thing as the face of the most cool guy in the entertainment industry is still open to debate.

Di Ying was dragged helplessly by it to the center of the open space: "How to dance, please declare in advance that your father is an actor and can't dance."

Dance teacher Xiaoao started the teaching mode: pat the claws, twist the waist, turn around, and shake the buttocks.

Di Ying followed it and swayed without rhythm, and Xiao Yi dedicatedly beat the time for them. Di Ying only stepped on the time by clapping his hands, and the rest were basically original.

"Maca, Baca, Waka... What are you shooting?"

The person in Xiao Jia's camera suddenly looked at the camera, startled him who was taking the sneak shot, rolled off the bed to the floor, hid by the window and continued to record video persistently.

The protagonist walked towards him aggressively: "You have made you fat, delete it for me!"

"Don't!" Xiao Jia held up his phone and turned back while recording, "My brother actually dances to the garden baby in such a once-in-a-lifetime scene hahahaha, if I sell it to fans, I will make a lot of money hahahaha!"

The person in the camera reached out to snatch the phone, but failed, and Xiao Jia slipped away laughing again.

The protagonist pointed at the camera with a handsome face: "You are amazing, right? If you don't hand over your phone within three seconds, your monthly bonus will be gone. No, you won't get a penny this quarter."

Little Jiaman didn't care: "This video will make me rich, brother, you can dance another one, you just danced so funny hahahaha!"

His heartless hilarity infected Di Ying, and finally he couldn't hold back and failed, and started a chasing battle with Xiao Jia in the limited room.

"Stop for me and see if I don't break your leg... You don't need to point to the video to make a fortune, and the compensation for a broken leg will make you live a better life for the rest of your life..."

Sitting cross-legged on the bed, Xiao Yi hugged Xiao Ao in her arms. Watching the excitement was no big deal. When Xiao Jia ran far away, she shouted to chase, and when Di Ying caught up, she called to run, which fully demonstrated what it means to jump left and right. Ao applauded them with the newly learned makabaka.

Di Ying was once again escaped by Xiao Jia. He grabbed the toy pompom that Xiao Ao had thrown on the bed, aimed at the phone and threw it.Xiao Jia raised his hand, but the pompom missed the cell phone and hit his forehead accurately.

When Xiao Ao saw the ball flying out, he reflexively rushed to chase after it, and jumped straight to Xiao Jia's face.

Xiao Jia struggled twice, his hands gradually dropped, Xiao Ao chased the ball and jumped away, revealing his dull-eyed face.

Di Ying: Oops...

Xiao Yi also noticed the change in Xiao Jia: "Mr. Jia, what's wrong with you?"

Di Ying hurriedly grabbed a towel and planned to gag the man's mouth, lest he say anything shameful, so he listened to Xiao Jia's confession mechanically: "The tomato beef soup stewed by my brother's private chef, the beef in it is very delicious , Every time I secretly fish out the beef to eat, my brother always thought it was tomato and vegetable soup."

Di Ying laughed angrily: "What?"

"I posted work and day-to-day photos on my private Weibo, no one saw them, so I let the camera deliberately take pictures of my brother, and the number of fans really increased a lot. After a long time, I didn't bother to post pictures of my brother, just myself."

Di Ying: Go ahead, I'll just quietly listen to what else you did to apologize to me.

Xiao Yi called him nervously and softly: "Mr. Jia, Mr. Jia!"

There's nothing wrong with you, why do you even say such things!

"I also complained about my brother anonymously in the celebrity assistant group. Although everyone didn't know who it was, they all laughed happily. Teacher Yi knew who it was, and he laughed the most."

Xiao Yi covered her mouth and dragged the man out: "Brother Di Ying, I don't know what's wrong with this guy, I'll take him away first, so I won't disturb your rest."

After the two live treasures left, the room suddenly became much quieter, except for the jingling of the ball in Xiaoou's mouth.

As a father, Di Ying thought it was necessary for him to have a good talk with Xiao Ao.

"Xiao Ao, stop playing, come here and stand still."

Xiaoao: "Squeak?"

Di Ying scowled: "Do you know what you did just now? The last time Dad took you to find that fat uncle to settle accounts, it was because he was a big villain who bullied your mother. Little Uncle Jia is so kind to you, how could you be so casual? Hypnotize him?"

Xiao Ao blinked her innocent black bean eyes, not knowing what she did wrong.

"In short, Xiao Ao has very powerful superpowers, but you can't use them on others casually. If Xiao Ao's abilities are discovered, he will be caught and dissected by the scientist uncle. Do you understand?"

Xiao Ao didn't know whether he understood or didn't understand, so he let out a "squeak" and happily ran to play with the ball.

The worried old father felt helpless, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad to raise a son with special abilities.

In case this guy breaks the rules of heaven and fails in cultivation, the responsibility won't be on his own head, right?

……

Di Ying waited for a while outside the room where Ling Ji and Xin Yi met. Xin Yi sent Ling Ji out, and the atmosphere seemed more harmonious.

Xin Yi meaningfully patted Di Ying on the shoulder and gave him an encouraging look.

Di Ying: ... What the hell?

All the actors joined the group, and the crew arranged a dinner that night to bring everyone closer together in advance.

Di Ying didn't want people to overinterpret his relationship with Ling Ji, so the two of them deliberately sat apart during the dinner.

Zhen Guomin found that the seat next to Di Ying was empty, so of course he would not miss this golden opportunity, so he took the initiative to move over.

"Brother Di Ying, let me introduce myself, I'm—"

His expression suddenly became very strange, Di Ying waited for a long time but didn't know who he was.

"sorry!"

He struggled to hold back three words, turned around and ran out of the restaurant, and sneezed three times.

Zhen Guomin rubbed his useless nose angrily, why did he lose the chain at a critical moment?

He made mental preparations again and sat next to Di Ying again.

"Brother Diying—"

This time, he only insisted on finishing three words, and the strong urge to sneeze hit again.

Di Ying saw that the man's face was flushed, thinking that there was something wrong with him, so he moved away silently.

Zhen Guomin sneezed seven times outside, rubbed his nose dejectedly and went back to the dining room, only to find that there were people sitting on both sides of Di Ying, and what was even more tragic was that the only vacant seat was next to Ling Ji.

Zhen Guomin had no choice but to bite the bullet and sit down.

"Teacher Ling Ji, what a coincidence, ah, ah-"

Ling Ji frowned slightly, this person couldn't have caught a cold, he didn't want to be infected, so he moved away silently.

Zhen Guomin finally couldn't bear it any longer, and ran outdoors in one breath, and sneezed more than a dozen times before stopping.

Ke Xipi had already noticed the abnormality of this gay honey, and followed her out with a tissue.

With a runny nose and tears, Zhen Guomin took the tissue from her hand and wiped away her tears in an extremely miserable manner.

"What's going on with you today? How did you seduce a man so you broke down?"

Zhen Guomin still wanted to ask, "How do I know, when I get close to those two people, I can't help sneezing."

"You don't have allergies, do you? They both have your allergens."

"How is it possible? I checked a long time ago and I'm only allergic to one thing, but that allergen is not common."

"What is it?"

"Sable hair."

Unable to find the problem, Zhen Guomin couldn't sit next to either of them, so Ke Xipi had to switch places with him and sit next to Ling Ji.Ling Ji didn't like to talk, so she also ate in silence.

As she was eating, she seemed to find a strange problem. There were so many dishes on the table, and they would often turn to her.

At first she thought it was a coincidence, but Ling Ji seemed to be particularly fond of the next few dishes, and would pick them up every time he came in front of him.

Ke Xipi was wondering when Di Ying, who was diagonally opposite, turned the turntable when she saw that no one was serving food. This time, she followed her specially until a certain dish turned to Ling Ji, and the turntable stopped.

Kosipireda moved: Huh?

For this meal, Di Ying was either paying attention to whether Ling Ji had eaten well, or receiving endless toasts.

This time he was stationed as a trainee director, and he paid special attention not to put on airs, no matter who came to toast, he would always come.

After drinking for three rounds, his eyes are still piercing. Based on Ling Ji's understanding of him, this person should already be drunk.

The more energetic he looks now, the more drunk he will be later.

Ling Ji went to the next table to find Xiao Jia, and told him to take him back to the hotel room later.

Xiao Jia was peeling the crayfish, and his hands were covered with red oil. Hearing this, he immediately took out a wet towel to wipe his hands clean, and answered.

The crew has booked a hall on the second floor of the hotel, which is specially used to store costumes and props.

The staff members of the Fuhuadao team who didn't go to the dinner party made some beer and snacks for themselves, and chatted and drank in a circle.

Everyone chatted happily, and someone who was facing the hall door suddenly stood up: "Teacher Ling Ji? Do you have anything to do?"

The others also stood up unexpectedly, not knowing why Ling Ji came to them.

"Nothing, just come and take a look."

Ling Ji glanced casually at the costume area of ​​the dragon suit.

"I want to borrow a set of clothes. I wonder if you have any here."

At the beginning, the person walked over: "Mr. Ling Ji, what kind of clothing do you need, I will help you find it."

The clothes Ling Ji needed were not difficult to find, and the staff quickly picked out a few sets for him to pick out. Ling Ji chose a set that didn't look so clean, and asked, "Can you help me put on some makeup by the way?"

Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. It was a big night, and no one had heard that there would be a night scene.

No, the crew didn't even turn on the phone, where did the night show come from?

Ling Ji changed into the costume and went back to the room. Xiao Jia had just gone to great lengths to help Di Ying onto Ling Ji's bed.

"Mr. Ling, my brother talks nonsense when he's drunk, and Xiao Ao sleeps next door. I'm afraid I'll wake him up."

Ling Ji didn't blame him for making up his own mind: "Understood, let him stay here tonight, you go to rest next door, and take care of Xiao Ao by the way."

"Then my brother will trouble Teacher Ling, but Teacher Ling's outfit is...?"

Ling Ji winked lightly at the neighbor: "Don't worry about it, just go."

Xiao Jia sneaked away tactfully, even if he wanted to play cosplay at night, it was Teacher Ling's freedom.

Di Ying said "Aboci" indiscriminately for a while, and then asked Xiao Jia for water.

"Water...Xiao Jia, take water...Where are you, Xiao Jia?"

After calling for a long time with no response, Di Ying tried his best to open his eyes. Apart from him, there seemed to be another person in the room.

That person should not be Xiao Jia, otherwise he would not have said a word to his call.

Di Ying struggled to sit up, his blurred vision tried to focus, and the double image in front of him gradually gathered in one place.

It was the back of a man, dressed in gray servant clothes, sitting quietly by the bed.

Di Ying wanted to call him, but his tongue didn't work. He opened his mouth twice, but no sound came out.

He reached out and grabbed at the air in vain, but caught nothing.

"……Who are you?"

His voice finally came back, cracked and hoarse.

The person in front of him turned around slowly, his face was smeared with carbon black indiscriminately, covering up his original beauty, but Di Ying still recognized him at a glance.

"Xiao Jizi..."

Ling Ji raised his eyelashes slightly and smiled slightly.

"Brother Shadow."