Unleash a lot of grief.
Bai Sheng asked in a crying voice: "You don't want me, do you want me? Doctor, you promised me, you promised me last week that you wouldn't want me..."
Ling Chennan tried his best to keep his tone calm: "That's not what I mean at all. I just want to help you better. I understand that it sounds hard to accept at first, but in fact, in the process of psychological counseling, it is very important to refer a counselor. A common situation…”
Bai Cheng couldn't listen at all, bit his lip and lowered his head, his shoulders trembling.
Ling Chennan said: "I already have recommended candidates for the consultant I want to refer. There are very few professional multiple personality consultants in China. He is one of them. He has excellent professional knowledge and rich experience in diagnosis and treatment. If you agree, I can Ask him about his wishes for you."
Bai Sheng opened his mouth, choked up and said "I don't agree" and still cried.
Ling Chennan really wanted to appease him, but as the chief culprit, he didn't know how to do it, so he was at a loss.
He leaned forward, put his elbows on his knees, and tried to communicate softly, but no matter how much he tried to persuade him, the other party was unwilling. He hugged his knees, breathed in and whispered to himself intermittently: "Why did you lie to me? I didn't forgive me at all, I, I really knew I was wrong, I took down all the photos, and... also endured that I didn't follow the doctor anymore, or... don't want me..."
For a moment, Ling Chennan had the illusion that he was really bad, and quickly explained: "It's really not like that, I believe in you, and because I believe in you, I am sure that I need to change the method of helping you..."
The alarm clock rang untimely, Bai Sheng broke down even more when he heard it, as if he knew that the consulting relationship between himself and Ling Chennan had come to an end, a lot of tears poured out again.
Ling Chennan had a headache and wanted to throw the alarm clock out, but this anxious thought was suppressed after only a second, so he quickly switched off the alarm clock and continued to comfort him: "Bai Sheng, didn't you say you believed me? You should too. Believe what I'm telling you now, I don't dislike you, nor do I want to help you, I sincerely hope you are well... "
After coaxing and coaxing him for a long time, Bai Sheng finally stopped crying, and huddled in the chair with a dejected face.
The winter night came quickly, Ling Chennan nagged for a long time, his mouth was dry, and asked: "Are you hungry, let me treat you to dinner, I haven't brought you to dinner for a long time."
Bai Cheng muttered, "The last supper."
Ling Chennan burst out dumbfounded, and was glared at by Bai Sheng.
The eyelashes were all wet and crumpled into several strands, his eyes were red like rabbits, and his face looked like "I'm super angry". Looking at him like this, Ling Chennan sighed, and raised his hands above his shoulders, but he didn't look like he used to. Instead of patting his arm that way, he stroked his hair.
"Do you want to eat, huh?" Ling Chennan asked.
Bai Cheng frowned, stood up without saying a word, and avoided his hand.
He walked to the window, bent over to put on his shoes behind his back, and murmured vaguely: "Liar, pretend to be gentle, and lie to me."
Ling Chennan smiled wryly.
I don't know if he was tired from crying or hungry, Bai Sheng was silent all the way but still followed him cooperatively, depressed, he didn't even play the game of racing against the sirens. The two came to the Cantonese-style porridge shop downstairs of the clinic, and even though Ling Chennan ordered a lot of seafood-related dishes, Bai Sheng sat across from him angrily, making up his mind not to say a word to him.
The other party was tall, handsome, and fair-skinned. He looked like he had just cried, and several tables around him looked sideways at them, looking back and forth between them.
Ling Chennan was under the pressure of several parties and couldn't hold back any more, so he begged for mercy: "Don't be angry, Bai Sheng, don't you eat shrimp? It's delicious, not a fan at all."
Bai Cheng stared at him peeling the shrimp shells for himself, and clumsily knocking the crab's back and breaking off its legs, completely at a loss, and finally asked, "Well, doctor, I'm talking about the other one."
Ling Chennan hastily dropped the crab that had been twisted into a strange skeleton by himself, and nodded in agreement: "Yeah, what's wrong with him?"
Bai Sheng didn't want to look at him, so he stared at his chopsticks and said, "You said he was very powerful?"
Ling Chennan nodded again: "Yes, he also has a lot of experience. His teacher is a well-known expert in the field of research on split personality disorder. He has retired now and is his closed disciple."
Bai Sheng was still unhappy, and after thinking for a while, he asked, "You, are you familiar with him?"
Ling Chennan said: "He was a senior in graduate school, one year older than me, but after graduating from university, he worked as a graduate student for a few years first, and has more work experience than me."
Bai Sheng finally took a look at him, his expression seemed to relax a little, Ling Chennan struck while the iron was hot: "He helped me a lot when I was in school, and also when I first started working, I will call tomorrow morning to ask about his intentions, he should Would be very interested...he's seen a little bit of you, too."
Bai Sheng was surprised: "When..." Then he reacted: "It was the last time..."
Ling Chennan nodded, put away his smile and said seriously: "I trust him very much. If you are willing to trust me and yourself, I hope you can give us and yourself a chance. You have overcome the most difficult Isn't it the most important step? You come to find me, don't you just hope that I can help you reconnect with this world? This step, this time I will walk with you, okay?"
Bai Sheng was silent for a while, and said, "Then, after that, you will not be my doctor, will I still be able to see you?"
Ling Chennan quickly agreed: "Of course, if Dr. Lu is confirmed, I will accompany you for the first visit, and I will explain to him clearly what we have discussed in the past and the consensus we have reached with your consent. thing."
But Bai Sheng shook his head: "I mean... the time outside of that, that is, the time outside of treatment, just... like now."
Ling Chennan didn't expect him to say that, he was slightly astonished for a moment, then nodded slowly but solemnly.
Bai Sheng asked, "Then can I call your name?"
Ling Chennan was taken aback again: "Of course, you can always call me by my name."
Bai Sheng asked eagerly again: "Really? From then on, you don't have to be limited to Fridays..."
Ling Chennan said honestly: "We have a rule that after the consultation and treatment, you must keep a distance from the client for a certain period of time, but if you need any help, don't be afraid to trouble me."
Bai Sheng didn't seem satisfied with the answer. After thinking about it for a long time, he finally picked up the peeled shrimp meat and ate them one by one. When Ling Chennan thought he wouldn't say anything, he finally spoke. :"All right."
[The tenth week? Weekend]
Fearing that Bai Sheng would repent, Ling Chennan quarreled with Lu Baizhou early on Saturday morning. After being hung up on the phone twice and swearing a series of swear words, he finally had time to explain his intentions, but the other party yelled: "You You must be sick!" Dropped the phone for the third time.
Ling Chennan calmly put his phone aside, went out for a run as usual, and bought a pot of green plants with unknown leaves on the way home. As soon as he started making breakfast, Lu Baizhou called back—although he was still irritable, and he could feel his depression through the phone, but he seemed to have finally calmed down.
"Ling Chennan, do you know what time I went to bed yesterday?" Lu Baizhou had a slightly hoarse nasal voice, and there was a crisp lighter sound in the background.
Ling Chennan didn't care, and leisurely put the cup half filled with hot milk under the coffee machine: "Hey, call them by their full names, senior, please stop smoking."
Lu Baizhou said: "Don't worry, I must die with you first before I can die from nicotine with peace of mind."
Ling Chennan laughed: "I can't see that you are such a pure romantic."
After chatting for a while, Ling Chennan asked: "I told you just this morning, how is it? Think about it?"
Lu Baizhou said: "It's not that I don't want to take over, I'm too busy with work, so I don't have time for private work."
Ling Chennan had expected that he would say this, cleared his throat and began to explain the reason to him one, two, three, four: "First, the reason why I chose to refer a consultant is because I followed your advice, you can't dig Don't bury the hole, don't take the blame, just leave it alone. Second, you see, although this is an extra workload, it is just a patient after all, only one hour a week, and the income is relatively high, which just makes up for your regular job... "
When Lu Baizhou heard the third point, he couldn't take it anymore: "Okay, okay, this is your first day as a mother and send your child to kindergarten!"
Ling Chennan retorted rigorously: "No, no, school will only start next week, and I haven't officially registered yet. I'm communicating with the head teacher."
Lu Baizhou couldn't quarrel with him in the morning, so after talking for a while he became sleepy again, yawned and said, "Okay, let's bring him to chat next week, I'll continue to sleep."
Sitting on the sofa and drinking all the coffee, Ling Chennan looked at his phone for a long time, and still sent a text message to Bai Sheng about the agreed time and place. The other party did not have his own private mobile phone number, so he replied shortly afterwards: Doctor
Ling Chennan smiled, as if he saw the other party in front of his eyes and called the doctor in a daze.
Ling Chennan: It's me.
Bai Sheng: Oh oh!
Ling Chennan: Just now I communicated with Dr. Lu, he hopes you will meet with him next week and have a chat, may I take you there
After a while, Bai Sheng replied: OK.
Ling Chennan trembled his hand and almost sent "Good boy" over, held back, and said: "Okay, it's time to get in touch."
Ling Chennan is still a little embarrassed—it has been two and a half months of treatment, and both parties have produced a certain degree of emotional projection and reflection. The next step should have been to try to break the other party's psychological vicious circle of stalking and anti-stalking, distrust and distrust. morbid logic, thus helping him to establish a new