Jia Meng closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and relaxed himself.
"Good boy, now if Grandpa asks you questions, you can answer truthfully."
"Yeah." Jia Meng was ready.
"Do you often have nightmares?"
"I did when I was discharged from the hospital, but it gradually improved."
"Do you often try to remember the past?"
"some."
"So what kind of character do you recall?"
"My mother, welcoming..." Jia Meng hesitated to speak.
"What else?"
"Can you trouble Marley to go out again?"
"Ma boss, I can't help you now."
Professor Qin's words sounded serious, and they seemed to be joking.
Marai's finger nodded Jia Meng's forehead, helplessly: "Are you still afraid of me knowing?"
Then he opened the door obediently and went out.
"Good boy, he's out, you continue. Don't worry, grandpa won't tell anyone about you today."
"Thank you, grandpa." Jia Meng returned to a relaxed state, and then:
"In addition to thinking of my mother, I also think of a netizen in a game. He and I seem to have known each other for a long time, have played the same game together, and many unforgettable things have happened, but I rarely think of specific..."
"Then have you seen him?"
"No Sakura, but I have his phone number and WeChat ID."
"Then have you tried to contact him?"
"Have you ever remembered it before? I don't have a chat record on my phone. I contacted it about two months ago and I was very unhappy about it."
"Are you particularly unwilling, always thinking about getting to know this person?"
Professor Qin's voice sounded increasingly ethereal.
It was like the rhythm from the fairy world, which made Jia Meng irresistible, and wanted to reveal what was deeply buried in his heart.
"It seems to be. He will occasionally appear in my sleep. I always feel that I am in love with him, but when I wake up I find that everything is fake, and I will be very disappointed."
"Then have you ever liked someone so much in reality?"
Such a simple question is even more difficult for Jia Menglai than Biden.
She hesitated for a moment, and added: "Maybe there, maybe not Sakura"
"Do you like horse bosses?" Professor Qin asked directly.
"Maybe I like it. But I always feel that I like it because I think of him as a substitute for the man in my dream. It's not him that I like."
Jia Meng also answered truthfully, without concealment.
"Good boy, do you want to remember everything from the past?"
"Naturally want to."
"Now you take three deep breaths, first empty your brain, and then meditate on the person you want most.
"Next, imagine him in a cage, you try, let him out, let him walk into your empty brain..."
Professor Qin's voice is like classic yoga relaxing and stress-reducing music, which contains the magical nature of life.
Jia Meng did it unconsciously.
"Man in Tsing Yi." She said silently in her heart.
In a daze, Jia Meng really saw him walking towards him.
Dressed in Tsing Yi, long hair with high bundles, eyes like torches...
But isn't that exactly what Long Ting looks like
Long Ting, isn't it Marai
Jia Meng woke up suddenly and opened his eyes suddenly!
"Good boy, what's the matter with you?" Professor Qin asked with concern.
"I saw him, but he and a real friend of mine are the same person..."
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"It's not fear. Maybe it's... desire." Jia Meng thoughtfully.
"I know."
Professor Qin walked to the door, opened the door and called Marei in.
When Jia Meng saw Marei, his relaxed mood immediately became vigilant, and he sat up.
"Grandpa, he came in, I don't want to talk anymore."
"Good boy," Professor Qin smiled cheerfully, "This is the end of our conversation today. Grandpa has basically figured out your condition, and we will see you next time."
Marley glared at Jia Meng. The black eyes seemed to be injected with a cyan light, and they looked as vicious as a copy boss:
"I will send Professor Qin down first. I will pack you later when I come back!"
Jia Meng rolled his eyes back to Marei, then turned his face to give Professor Qin an enthusiastic smile:
"Goodbye, grandpa."
With a bang, the door of the room was closed with the footsteps of Marei and Professor Qin leaving.
What followed was the sound of the lock being locked.
Jia Meng walked to the window and opened the shabby curtain.
She saw Ma Lei helping Professor Qin get into a commercial car parked in the alley at some unknown time.
Marley looked polite and respectful to Professor Qin.
Isn't this guy always only domineering
She had never seen him like this.
However, after a detailed chat with Professor Qin's kind-hearted grandfather, Jia Meng did feel a lot more relaxed.
Although in essence she was still at a loss about her condition.
After Professor Qin got in the car, Marley also sat in with him.
The door closed slowly.
Jia Mengmuran looked at the commercial car and wondered what Marei was talking about with Professor Qin.
But just staring for a while, for some reason, Jia Meng felt like he was hypnotized, and just wanted to fall down.
She couldn't take care of the humble hotel guest room environment. She fell asleep in the white quilt that smelled of disinfectant water, and fell asleep.
At this moment.
In the business car downstairs.
Marei and Professor Qin sat side by side in the back seat.
"Ma boss, I can basically tell that Sister Jia has never suffered from mental illness at all."
As soon as the car door was closed, Professor Qin couldn't wait to make his major discovery.
"Then how did her conjecture come from?"
"I suspect it is the effect of drugs, but there is no evidence. If my speculation is correct, it is the drugs she took to treat sleep disorders, but if she eats too much, she will be nervous and easy to think about it."
Marley frowned, and suddenly understood something.
He immediately asked: "Since she is not ill at all, why does she lose her memory?"
"There are many possible causes of memory loss. For example, electric shock therapy, but also welcome..."
"What else?"
"I haven't confirmed yet. I need to go back and record the conversation between her and me just now, listen carefully and analyze it again."
Marley nodded in agreement, but his brows could not be stretched.
"Professor Qin, I will trouble you more about helping her restore her memory."
Professor Qin grinned, revealing a white tooth that is rarely found in the average elderly, "Maybe the restoration of memory needs your help."
"What should I do?" Marley couldn't wait to know the exact answer.
"There is a dusty knot in this child's heart that needs to be solved. If it is solved, the next treatment will be solved. But if it can't be solved, I'm afraid the effect of the treatment will be half the effort."