Sure enough, even though Song Que took the initiative to change the time, Yang Juncheng called and said that he happened to have time recently and asked Song Que if he could move the diagnosis and treatment time earlier.
Song did not agree immediately, but hesitated for a moment on the phone. After all, "he" should hate the change of plans. But for the current "him", psychological diagnosis and treatment is such an important thing that it can overcome his reluctance to change the plan, so Song finally agreed.
During the second meeting, Yang Juncheng still had a smile on his face, but Song could sensitively notice that this time the other party was less careless and more eager to try. Apparently she came to him with a plan.
Not liking to get straight to the point seems to be a common problem among psychiatrists like them, and Yang Juncheng is no exception. After a while of chatting to maintain a good atmosphere, Yang Juncheng took the initiative and asked: "Song Que, you suddenly transferred to a foreign country in your senior year of high school, what happened? "
Yang Juncheng had obviously talked with the doctor friend who introduced Song Que here, and he keenly captured this abruptness from Song Que's simple past. If nothing happened, why would a student suddenly go abroad in the most important senior year of high school? Something must have happened that year, and it was probably the part that Song Que had resisted Yang Juncheng's discovery in previous conversations. Yang Juncheng wants to dig it out bit by bit.
Song Que thought and the fish took the bait.
The two acting schools started a duel between you and me, but one played an upright and reliable psychiatrist, and the other played a psychopath who was suffering from antisocial tendencies. The former is an easy job, and his acting skills are top-notch, but it's a pity that he met Song Que. Song is a real actor. Although his performance in front of the camera is different from the long-term disguise in life, Song is an honest person. His character is completely imitated by his real self, but he is impatient. A little bit, and a little more fragile, like a strong-on-the-outside, but on-the-nose version of Song Que.
Not to mention that Song Qi calculated with intention but without intention. Yang Juncheng waited there happily for Song Que to fall into his hands, but he didn't know that he had already fallen into a trap carefully prepared by others. Song Que watched with cold eyes, the excitement and pride in his heart being satisfied as never before.
But Song didn't intend to let Yang Juncheng dig too much at once, so he pretended to be coaxed by Yang Juncheng to open up his heart. He had just revealed some clues but refused to continue the conversation because he was too resistant.
This level of backlash was still within the acceptable range of Yang Juncheng, but because the target was Song Que, he felt a faint sense of frustration that made him very unhappy. Although there was still a smile on his lips, his eyes were already a little anxious.
After the diagnosis and treatment ended this time, Yang Juncheng sent him out of the door and naturally agreed on the time for the next meeting. However, Song looked very tired and seemed to be exhausted by the conversation, but he still agreed to the time for the next treatment. arrange.
The absent-minded glances of the young nurses did not affect Song Que. He did not have any energy to pay attention to them now. But Yang Juncheng noticed their gazes and pursed his lips downwards in displeasure. The scene passed in a flash, but Song glanced at them and looked away.
After Song Que walked out of the hospital and got into Du Feng's car, he relaxed completely and rubbed his forehead. As the diagnosis and treatment progressed, he was not as relaxed as he was at the beginning. Self-analysis is not an easy task, and it often requires a long period of trust building, so that the pain and difficulty of self-analysis can be minimized. It was impossible for Song Que to establish trust with Yang Juncheng, and self-analysis became a very painful thing. Moreover, Yang Juncheng made it clear that he had bad intentions, but the beast in Song Que's heart was already howling and howling when no one teased him. If someone teased him twice, he would become even more irritated and uneasy.
Song knew that he had made a dangerous decision, and he could not tell others yet. When Du Feng asked him about the progress, he only made a gesture to indicate that everything was going well.
Du Feng originally wanted to ask again, but when he saw Song's face turned pale, he said, "Brother Song, you look uncomfortable. Are you sick?"
Song Que waved his hand, closed his eyes and rested his mind, and said: "This Yang Juncheng is not easy to deal with, it is a bit exhausting. By the way, where is your sister Yao?"
Yao Lu and Du Feng both acted together in the investigation of Yang Juncheng. It was indeed strange not to see Yao Lu today.
Du Feng said: "Sister Yao talked with the inmates of the two previous murder cases, and after confirming that they were all related to Yang Juncheng, she applied for assistance. Now she and others are watching at the hospital and Yang Juncheng's residence."
Song Que and the team members gave a briefing on Yang Juncheng and mentioned that Yang Juncheng was extremely cautious and would probably lurk and stop committing crimes if there was any trouble. His methods are inherently very covert, making it difficult to collect evidence, and it would be even harder to convict him if he had the intention to stop. Therefore, Yao Lu did not dare to retrieve Yang Juncheng's patient files directly for fear of alerting the public. But she couldn't worry about the people she came into contact with when Yang Juncheng was a volunteer, so she adopted the stupid method of tracking them. Yang Juncheng has never committed a crime personally, nor has he received professional training. He is cautious, and his counter-reconnaissance ability is still average. Yao Lu has rich experience and is fully capable of keeping an eye on him without being discovered.
Song felt that it was indeed necessary to do this, but now he was completely dominated by the desire to compete with Yang Juncheng and could not concentrate on handling this matter. It was also a good thing to have Yao Lu do it.
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Song Que turned to look at Du Feng and asked, "Why don't you stay here and keep an eye on me? Where are you going?"
Du Feng said: "Sister Yao asked me to take you home."
Although he knew that Song was not as weak as he seemed, Yang Juncheng was not the type to take action directly. But as a police officer for so many years, Yao Lu has seen many emergencies when plans collapse, so she naturally needs to be more prepared. Moreover, it is not convenient for Song Que to go to the police station now. He has Du Feng to pick him up and drop him off. One is to ensure safety, and the other is to facilitate the communication of information.
Song was noncommittal about this, but in the end it was a good thing to have someone to pick him up. He had a severe headache and it was really not suitable for him to drive by himself.
In the next few diagnoses and treatments, Song went ahead according to the plan, opening his heart a little slower than a normal person. This aroused Yang Juncheng's desire to win without making him give up the challenge directly.
As the progress progressed, Du Feng could clearly feel that Song Que's face was getting more and more ugly, but no matter how concerned he was, Song Que just shook his head and said nothing more. Du Feng occasionally couldn't help but fantasize, is this Yang Juncheng still a vampire
Song didn't know that Du Feng had such nonsensical fantasies, otherwise he would have to blow his head off and do nothing serious all day long, so he would know that there would be nothing to think about.
Now, Yang Juncheng already knows Song Que's biggest problem, especially his brain as a born criminal, which interests Yang Juncheng very much. A top student with anti-social tendencies, working as a psychiatrist who has access to various patients with unstable mental states, regulates his behavior by relying on a moral concept that he does not know how to form, and is self-disciplined to a terrifying level. Song Que's heart longs to trample on rules and destroy order, but he has used reason to restrain his behavior over the years. He is a contradictory body that can explode at any time. Song Qi is currently maintaining a dangerous balance.
Yang Juncheng couldn't help but think about what would happen when he added weights little by little to one of the ends, when the balance was completely out of balance? When Song Que's hands are completely stained with blood, will this young man who always has a cold and arrogant face and looks down on others completely collapse? Holding his head, like all losers, he knelt on the ground and yelled, thinking that the things he had done could disappear and be repeated.
Just thinking about it made Yang Juncheng laugh out loud. He couldn't wait to see this scene.
As soon as Song Que entered Yang Juncheng's clinic, he found that the light in the clinic was dimming again. If you compare the light when he first arrived with the light now, anyone can see the difference. But Yang Juncheng was very patient and adjusted bit by bit. If Song hadn't been wary of him from the bottom of his heart, he might not have been able to understand the details. But even if Song was aware of it, the gradually dimming light still inevitably affected him.
What Yang Juncheng talked to him about today was self-acceptance.
"People find a sense of security in conformity, and at the same time unconsciously exclude those who are different. This is a bad habit. Although today's society advocates diversity and inclusiveness as much as possible, the pain caused by 'uniqueness' still does not exist. few."
Song watched him talk without saying a word.
Yang Juncheng didn't care and continued: "Just like homosexuality. Judging from public opinion, society seems to be much more tolerant of homosexuality now. But if we look a little further, it is clear that sexual orientation has existed since ancient times, but because of Different from the mainstream, they were yelled at, yelled at, and treated as a scourge. But this was not the most terrifying thing. The most terrifying thing was that at that time, many homosexuals did not dare to admit that they were homosexuals. Not only did they not dare to admit it to others, they even did not dare to admit it to others. Admit it to yourself. Because of your unusual orientation, some people feel that they are sick, and some people feel that they may be a psychopath. But who stipulated that heterosexuality is the norm? No one. Just treat it as the opposite sex. With love as the mainstream, it has become the default rule of society.”
Yang Juncheng's fingers kept tapping the table rhythmically, not too hard, but gently, one after another. Until this moment, he suddenly stopped his fingers, looked at Song Que, and asked softly: "Speaking of which, what is society? What is anti-social? These terms are more like what the majority of society wants to instill in those unique people. The minority forces them to blindly follow the words they created. Why do people suffer because of their uniqueness? What makes them suffer is not the uniqueness itself, but the lack of self-recognition that uniqueness brings. Do you feel that you are upright and lawful like other people? It is normal. You do not recognize your inner self, you are deeply in pain for your abnormality, and you have been trying your best to pretend to be a normal person. Disrecognition of yourself is the source of all your pain, which accumulates over time. Fatigue has overloaded your body and mind, and if you don’t stop the pace of self-destruction, you will fall apart, starting with your mind and ending with your body.”
Yang Juncheng's eyes were as black as whirlpools. Following this light and curse-like diagnosis, Song Liang raised his eyes and looked at him, feeling dazed for a moment.
Yang Juncheng's little trick is actually very simple. He uses psychological suggestions to describe Song Que's gradually collapsing mental state. As long as Song Que thinks along these words, it is easy to feel the changes in the state he mentioned.
Yang Juncheng looked at Song Que's painful expression and knew that the time had come. He suppressed his faint pride and said softly: "If you want to completely solve this pain, you have to learn to accept yourself."