[Touken Ranbu] Drinking River Stone in Diwan, Luzhou

※Medical descriptions are not guaranteed to be completely correct.I guarantee that the description of Nagoya's geography is correct.

Ishikirimaru sighed, looked towards the direction of the golden clock hanging on the wall and said slowly: "In this world, there is a kind of people who will always live in memories. This kind of people are certainly wrong, but they are worthy of forgiveness, because their past events , is truly unforgettable.”

Young people in their twenties experience the trauma of wool.

At most, it is a perfectionist with Peter Pan syndrome, a prince and princess on a spotless ivory tower, who childishly lifts the honey glass bottle that gave birth to him and raised him, and smashes the jar.

You are about the same age.Saying this, Ishikimaru lifted the lid of the aquarium, and the turtle in the aquarium slowly moved towards the light at the corner of the table.

The young Urashima Toru is a delusional patient. He said that he was carefree with the little dragon girl at the bottom of the sea, and the little turtle has witnessed that he and her have a heart-to-heart relationship.

In fact, most dissociative experiences are associated with unhappy childhoods.The perennial disharmony and neglect of the family members caused Urashima to indulge in creating another self and wandering in space.

His second brother brought him back and took him away worryingly, leaving the animal crawling out of his dream.Later, Urashima grew up healthy and normal, forgetting all the nonsense in his childhood.He probably didn't expect that this tortoise was half the size of a washbasin.

The patient who is about to visit is a male who looks like a college student who has just stepped into the society.

He always has the shoulders of a guard of honor, his back is straight, his hair is combed neatly with hairspray, his forehead is unrelenting, and his amber eyes are surrounded by dark circles.He dressed formally carefully, leaning his briefcase against the foot of the chair on the floor for fear of soiling someone else's seat.

Since he was not tainted by the pungent aftershave cologne, I was reluctant to serve him a cup of gyokuro tea.

Uji tea produced in Kyoto is used to treat ordinary guests.Keshiqiewan loves all patients who make an appointment in advance, and specially orders Yulu tea from Kyushu every year to treat them.

Except for the statutory holidays, this young man will definitely come here at [-] pm every Friday.So I played a prank on the calendar of the duty room and posted strawberries in the grid on the entire vertical bar every Friday.

It is the habit of doctor Shi Qiewan to keep a journal every day.The Guoguang stationery store downstairs often gave away a stack or two of stickers, but Ishikirimaru always forgot to take away the ones with red hearts and gold powder floating on them.

Dr. Ishikirimaru originally worked in a certain hospital in Osaka, and later transferred to the Red Cross Hospital in Chie District, Nagoya, which was understaffed all the year round.Physicians who are nearly retiring can't run fast after all, and can't keep up with the pace of big hospitals.

He simply set up his own business and opened an extra-cardiac clinic.The location is very close to the Red Cross Hospital, across the road, hidden among brick and yellow apartments.Before the sharp ambulances cut through the dark white plaster zebra crossing, there is still a bit of strange tranquility here.

Such a boring place is not suitable for retirement, let alone the unlucky me.

Medical students live longer than all other disciplines combined.

My cousin Taro Jiro has both graduated from the Law Faculty of Nagoya University and was admitted to be a civil servant at the Atsuta Ward Office, but I still have a year of internship before I graduate.

Coincidentally, I was originally a surgeon and encountered a car accident when I went out during my last internship.When I went to work after recovering, my mind was blank. As expected, an accident occurred, which indirectly caused the death of pregnant women and children infected with bacteria.

Although after-the-fact investigation revealed that I was not the main person responsible, since then I have always felt that the spotlight on the operating table was glaring.

The family must allow us to have stable careers such as lawyers or doctors.Therefore, dropping out of the Faculty of Medicine of a famous university and transferring to a psychology department of a short university became my next best choice.

Taro said that there was a big, middle-aged man like him in the kendo classroom, a psychiatrist who was about to retire, so he helped me lead me to this quiet place for an internship.

It turns out that there is such a small place near Mingda University.I immediately agreed, for the sake of the rosy cheeks and flowery legs of a girl from another church college nearby.

Mr. Ishikirimaru was the only one in the clinic, and he cleaned it himself early in the morning, muttering about cleaning up the unclean.

Ishikirimaru is naturally good at industries that require listening and comforting. His voice is calm and slow, which is reassuring.The treatment techniques are quite satisfactory and beyond reproach, and they will not be fooled by methods such as hypnosis.

He admits that his shortcoming is superstition, and he has to read the divination after the weather forecast before leaving home every day.

After a few months as an assistant I found that almost none of the patients had depression severe enough to require hospitalization.

They need a quiet place and some people to wash their wounds and apply some medicine.

People who want to hide their medical history, such as lively and cheerful college students, trusted bosses, sad middle-aged women, thin old men with silver hair, etc., will come here to pour out their bitterness to Ishikimaru's troubles, and by the way Gua.

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The core symptom of depression is that you cannot control your emotions.For most people, it is impossible to stop yourself from immersing yourself in low emotions, or being controlled by them, such as disillusionment, loss, such as feeling that everything is meaningless.

Of course, there are also people who will be angry, manic, and then destroy things or even hurt people. This is called manic depression, and they need to be rushed to the opposite big hospital for compulsory treatment.

No matter how you look at it, this young man named "Yi Qi Yi Zhen" is not one of them.

He has been here with Ishikirimaru since he was in college.After graduating from Ming University, he worked in a famous automobile company in Toyota City.

It is said that a boring young man who graduated from a prestigious school with a rich background and a face of a winner in life, what else can he do besides stress?

Lovelorn?Wearing small shoes by the boss?Did you grow up obediently listening to your parents, only to find out that your true ideal is to save the Princess and the Pea?

I don't understand, we mortals don't understand the troubles of the rich and handsome.

I opened a few drawers to find his past medical records.

A young man who was a first-year university student once dreamed that thousands of troops were coming, and he was trapped in the temple and could do nothing, so he had to order people to set fire to everything.

If I had to make a metaphor, it would be the state of mind of Lord Nobunaga of the Honnoji Incident.

No wonder.The anxiety of the head of a family is nothing more than the ardent hope of the parents for their son to become a dragon, and the critical evaluation of the outside world.

Positive ones, such as this good young man, didn't he try his best to become a positive example for the brothers below?

Half a year later, that dream actually had a follow-up—the young man grabbed the wings of a crane, flew out of the scene of the fire, and fell over the cliff into a pond where he couldn't see his fingers.

Dr. Ishikimaru's commentary on the real thing: the emergence of the subconscious mind of self-salvation, manifested as empathy.

That's right, rather than being burned alive, falling into a puddle can at least swim ashore for a while.

Ah, what a flustered expression this noble young master will show when his life is hanging by a thread!

I really can't imagine the panicked expression of the young man in the consulting room behind the door.There are often cries that seem to be suppressed for a long time.

Youth has recently become out of shape again.He dreamed that he killed his college friend.

impossible.

Then I heard Ishikimaru laugh twice and add the sentence "impossible".He said that he went back to the family reunion in Kyoto last month, and heard that your friend who is related to him is going to travel around the world.He then asked, how has life changed recently?What else do you do besides work?

The young man's voice was too low to be heard.After a while, the two of them opened the door and came out. It turned out that there was an extra metal ring on the middle finger of his right hand today.

When he passed by the duty room, he saw the poster from the stationery store. He was dazed for a long time, muttering that his wife's previous career was an idol.Wow, paranoia should have a limit, okay?

I wondered how his taste was similar to that of Horikawa's, and it blinded Hideyoshi's eyes.

After waiting carefully for him to leave without a sound, Ishikimaru looked at Izumi Mori Kanesada's black hair and blue eyes on the wall, and asked me to write in the medical record: delusional symptoms worsened.

Really.Last month, I started to talk about how my girlfriend lived at home and went out to the beach for a drive on weekends.

Even his college friends are like characters made up by Ishikirimaru following his words.

Last week, I saw Yaken Toshiro sitting on the cement pipe in the children's playground downstairs.I guess he was still worried about his brother, and he didn't dare to come here casually.He is the younger brother that their family is most worried about.

I quickly greeted him to come in and sit down.After putting on a doctor's white coat, he finally talked about his brother carelessly.

His brother has recently been pulled into the idol pit, and he tends to stay at home.

Look, your brother really deserves not to have a girlfriend.

Yaken Toshiro crossed his legs and said, Tsk, don't look down on the handsome genes of Toshiro's family.

His brother doesn't have a girlfriend, but he was in love with a boyfriend before...

At this point, the child stopped pretending to be mature, and bit someone's ear mysteriously: Don't listen to my brother's nonsense, no one lives in our family.

Ishikimaru, who was listening to us, didn't pay much attention.

He probably still believes that as long as he lives a normal life, it is normal to have a little fantasy or talk to virtual characters.

People, there is always something to look forward to in life.

Yes, isn't there still kind-hearted fools who believe in love and justice in this world?

Having said that, the last appointment of the day was over after the first episode was gone.I was about to leave work and meet the winner again in the underground parking lot.

I was so busy striking up a conversation that I didn't notice him approaching.When I came back to my senses, I found someone not far away was staring at me and frowning, just like Taro who tripped over the dirty clothes on the floor when he entered the door.

The tall, brown-haired female college student in front of her also noticed Yiqi Yizheng looking at this place, so she simply sat on the rear of the low-slung black convertible behind her and waited.

The license plate number ends in 86, so it looks like a rich kid.If the mantissa is 000, it is estimated that it is a gang leader, and no one dares to stop within five meters.As for the foreigners like 8888, where did they come from——

I raised my hand unceremoniously, and opened my mouth to say: "Hey, young master, why don't you invite me to dinner even if you're married?"

The beauty glanced intently at the owner of the car, raised her pointed eyebrows, snuffed out the cigarette butt on the headlight, said "boring" and left.

Yiqi Yizhen came over and nodded as a greeting, took out a handkerchief to wipe off the cigarette ash, and asked if a certain fresh food supermarket near me had closed down.

I said yes, there is a big supermarket in Bashi at the previous stop.

Seeing that he didn't respond, he added a sentence, so you started the fire yourself.

Yiqi Yizhen explained that he was going home later than usual today, and he had to take it home for the children to eat.

I teased, you got married so early, how can you be worthy of your college friend?

He folded the handkerchief and put it in his pocket, saying it wasn't his son, it was his brothers, and that he was heterosexual.

Yiqi turned his chin around, turned towards the cigarette case in my hand, and said to me earnestly: "MILDSEVEN nicotine has a strong sour taste, why don't you try GAULOISES, imported cigarettes, but the outer box is a bit ugly."

It turns out that your wife really can't cook.It took me a lot of effort to hold the retort in my throat.Then go to squeeze the famous city line during rush hour.

Zongsan said that at the barbecue restaurant for dinner at night, the girls are getting more and more useless these days.This afternoon, the new girl in the cooking class actually got salt and sugar wrong and baked two boxes of salty peach egg tarts.After seeing Teacher Candlestick Chee's disappointed expression, I was still sad and crying, how can I get married like this?

He rambled on, worrying more about his daughter being bullied by her in-laws than other mothers.

Next to him, Jiro took his brother's shoulder and said, hahaha, a virtuous man like my brother is the trend of the development of the times.

Whoo hoo.Tut tut.

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When Taro motioned for me to help dry the clothes, the office worker living on the first floor came back from the church with a thick Bible in his left hand.A pious poker face on a Sunday morning, and the greasy smell of burnt white scented candles, which can be smelled from far away.

Taro yawned, and Jiro's muffled voice came, "Brother, your pants are so ugly."

The huge pair of trousers I used to wear looked particularly ugly on him.I thought that I used to have a tall and strong body, and how I lost weight and reduced my height.

Hee hee, fortunately, the key parts didn't get smaller.

Jiro hadn't been back until the early hours of last night, and expecting him to help would only lead to hangover bad breath and slurred complaints.If there is a toiler like Taro who is willing to clean up the room and clean the cupboards for his brothers to deal with hangovers, it seems natural to be more carefree.

It's just that every time they talk, I don't know which stool to put my feet on.

I moved to Nagoya to live with them after college.I knew they were going to babble about the late-night nonsense again.

If you don't fit in, it's better to go out for a stroll.My way always seems to be not in front of me, as if it always belongs to the distance.I often get lost in my neighborhood for no apparent reason.Sometimes I think about it, indeed, there is no suitable place to stay there and wait for someone to come.So I still want to walk slowly along the road.

The place where I live now is not far from Bashirichi Subway Station, and not far from the clinic where I practiced and the Red Cross Hospital.There was no one on the road Sunday morning.College students don't wake up and wander the streets in the morning.

It would be bad to be caught by the old ladies of the town association to pick up garbage for a day. Thinking of this, I quickly threw away the cigarette butt and fled towards the subway station pretending to be in a hurry.

The building of the Ishikimaru Clinic was forgotten by me.Suddenly a family restaurant popped up in front of me, and I jumped in immediately.

Thinking that I only had 1000 yuan for my whole body, I decided to order a cup of coffee.The restaurant smelled heavily of smoke, but the menu was painted with colorful crayons with strange words such as "Green Tea Cream Pasta", "Super Large Children's Set Menu", "Strawberry Macaroni + Cuttlefish Noodles".And it's not expensive at all.

Probably a well-designed canteen for poor students.Soon the owner brings a large bowl of turquoise noodles, topped with whipped cream and colored icing.I quickly took a picture with my mobile phone and asked the owner if I could upload it.

The old shopkeeper nodded with a smile.

There are many photos of college students having dinner on the wall of the restaurant.

Among them was a thin man with silver hair and golden eyes who was particularly conspicuous. He was the one with half of his face out of focus, and he was the one who hugged the person next to him and opened his mouth to laugh.

People in my hometown like to call me Grimace Qingjiang, because I am the best in the world in making grimaces.Unexpectedly, many years later, in this small restaurant, I felt defeated in front of a few photos.

This young man who is more powerful than Tianxia Yijue heard that he was also a student of Nagoya University, worked there, and then dropped out of school and returned to Kyoto to inherit the restaurant.

The courses in the Faculty of Engineering are numerous and boring, and young people often complain that the classes are boring, the professors are boring, and the classmates are indifferent, and the entertainment activities of the nearby private Nanshan University can't attract him.Well, understandable, understandable, city people know how to play.There is a period of discomfort.

He has no friends besides his studies.So he stayed in this restaurant for longer and longer, and then he probably gave up the idea of ​​reading. He shut himself in the kitchen all day, and then brought out plates of pasta.The noodles he made were thin and long, which tripped up many people who happened to pass by.

Almost instantly, a large number of curious young people filled the small restaurant next to the hospital.

The young man shuttled between the dining tables, his smile was very real.

Friendship and love always appear in unexpected places.

In the photo, the young man held tightly by Tsurumaru Kuninaga has amber eyes that I am familiar with, and unexpected golden curly hair.

It turns out that your son can also stick out his tongue so long.

The two of them stepped on every brick in the three streets of Osu, walked through all the sidewalks named Nishikiizumi Tachibana Kwaihara Green Imamori Katsuri, and tasted all kinds of fried chicken wings, but in Nagoya Castle 3 Mi Gao's gold-leaf tiger head fish watched and made a promise that they would never see each other again.

We met at the cemetery near the Red Cross Hospital originally, the luck was unlucky, and the future was boundless.

At the end of what I said, Ishikimaru added this sentence.

Most of the elder brothers who have younger brothers in the family develop the problem of being too attached to others.

Especially when there are younger brothers who also have severe delusions.

I suddenly had infinite sympathy for my wife who was so excited.

Honey, if you feel sad, it’s okay to cry~

My smiling face and Qingjiang’s arms are always open to □□~

Before leaving, Ishikimaru took the time to meet with me.Under the golden wall clock at Nagoya Station, Mr. Ishikirimaru said goodbye to me, and handed me the key to the gate of the clinic in an envelope, telling me: Don’t waste your talent.

I didn't expect that I hadn't been to that small clinic for a long time.

What's more, he didn't expect that after the violent storm and evil waves of the doctor's qualification examination, his friend Zong Sanzuo wrote.

He quietly moved downstairs to Christian's bedroom, without saying a word to my good friend.

Many Sunday mornings I never saw the devout faces coming back from church.

Later, in the garden of the community, I caught a happy couple walking down the road holding hands.

As soon as we met, Zong San blamed me for not being in touch with him all the time, for not caring about my old friend's life and relationship status at all.

Hasebe, who was next to him, rambled about the first time the two of them met in Oda's tea ceremony classroom, and it didn't take long for them to get on well.Zongsan's elder brother said that if he wanted to join a Buddhist family, he had to follow the Romans and copy the Diamond Sutra on Sundays.Hasebe was very troubled.Zongsan and him together decided not to go anywhere on Sunday.

They will move to Shibuya, Tokyo in a few years.

It would be great if everyone could think about it and live in peace like them.World Peace.

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On Ishikimaru's desk is the third part of Yizhengmeng: The young man who fell into the pond finally climbed up, but the crane would rather sink than swim out of the pond, and grabbed his arm vigorously.Seeing the dark and windy beast roaring and approaching, he was caught in a dilemma.Then he suddenly lifted the wet crane and stuffed it into the bloody maw of a tiger.Then the tiger turned into the girl he liked, and the two ran hand in hand.When he came back to his senses, he found that he had escaped from the exit of a huge maze.

Dr. Ishikimaru, who will never come back again, commented: The empathy of the alienated personality.

I hung the medical record on my face, and fell face up on the sofa in the duty room, which is now the reception room of the detective agency.I complained to Horikawa, who was bending over to sweep the floor, the tortoise that Ishikirimaru raised before seems to have disappeared, did you hide it?

Horikawa replied energetically: No!You have never raised turtles here, have you?Talk!How unpalatable is Kane-san's sister's cooking!After you came back from Zongsan, you have been on the sofa for three full hours!