Did he notice when he shrank to keep his distance
Bai Sheng continued to speak—as if speaking to him or to himself: "Although I like doctors the most, I still can't trouble others all the time."
Ling Chennan was a little speechless, took a deep breath, and said calmly: "It's normal and common for you to feel this way. The client has emotional projection and psychological dependence on the person being consulted, and treats the other person as his own. An important person in your life, this is called an empathic response in psychology, and this emotion will disappear for a period of time after the counseling relationship ends."
Bai Sheng shook his head, disagreed, but didn't argue either.
Ling Chennan wavered again, and at the same time hated his own wavering even more, but he could no longer utter the words of persuasion, and took a step back, two arms away from Bai Sheng.
Ling Chennan said: "Then I'm leaving."
Bai Sheng nodded, "Goodbye, doctor."
[Eleventh week Wednesday night]
After receiving a call from a stranger, Bai Sheng's condition didn't seem to be good, but since he had already made a decision and the other party said so, Ling Chennan still left Bai Sheng to leave alone. He absent-mindedly bought some cod liver oil, calcium tablets and allicin, went back to his parents' house and took them out, only to find that they were three bottles of fish oil.
After being silent for a while, Ling Chennan calmly handed it to his mother and said, "For the event, buy two get one free."
Lu Baizhou was right, he thought, he was really like a parent who sent his child to school on the first day, felt that the other party could not take care of himself, and then the streets were full of bad people, and kept imagining all kinds of tragedies.
Just thinking about this at night, Ling Chennan accompanied the old man to walk his dog, and lay flat on the bed holding his mobile phone to check Weibo.
When he was feeling sleepy, a phone call came in suddenly, Ling Chennan shook his hand, and the phone hit his face directly.
"Hiss—ouch!" Ling Chennan was shot on the bridge of the nose, and his eyes burst into tears, and physical tears came out all at once. He stood up, closed his eyes, pinched the bridge of his nose, rummaged through the quilt, and took a long time to find out the phone and open it.
"Hello?" Ling Chennan bared his teeth and said.
"Ling Chennan?" The other party said.
Ling Chennan was a little strange: "It's me," the other party's voice sounded familiar, and he took off the phone to look at it through tears—there were two large characters Bai Sheng written on it.
Ling Chennan's head was full of question marks and exclamation marks.
"Bai... Bai Sheng?" He asked uncertainly—the other party had never called him by his full name, and his voice sounded a bit strange.
The other end of the phone chuckled and said, "Long time no see."
Ling Chennan was inexplicable: "It wasn't in the morning..." But the other party interrupted him: "You usually look like this? What are you wearing?"
Ling Chennan didn't understand at first, but he suddenly came to his senses, looked down at the big T-shirt on his body with the head of an anime character printed on it, the long-lost feeling of numbness from the soles of the feet to the back all the way to the scalp returned, and the other party gently Laughed: "What is that, your junior high school pajamas?"
Ling Chennan stood in the bedroom of his hometown, his whole body was stiff, he raised his head to look at the ceiling and the cabinet—surveillance camera? it's here? impossible!
He tried his best to control his breathing, and said calmly, "It's not junior high school, it's high school."
The person on the phone smiled again: "What are you talking about, look outside."
Ling Chennan jumped to the big window at the head of the bed and looked down—he lived on the second floor, and the scenery in front of the building was unobstructed—the roadside vendors were all taken away, and a tall figure stood in the middle of the deserted road, holding a Looking up at him with the phone.
On his face was a smile that Ling Chennan had never seen before, sharp and evil, he said: "Come down and meet Dr. Ling, I haven't introduced myself properly the few times before."
Ling Chennan stood by the window and looked down at him with his mobile phone, and he looked back without fear, then he raised his hand and gave him a tick.
Ling Chennan wrapped himself in a thick coat casually, and went downstairs in pajama pants and cotton shoes. The other party saw him coming out of the corridor, pursed his lips and frowned, as if he was very dissatisfied with his mix and match.
On the contrary—Ling Chennan observed that Bai Sheng had changed from his previous big zongzi outfit with only his eyes exposed, to his calf-length woolen coat, and a diamond sweater that didn't look too thick, revealing his slender neck. It looks like it's not afraid of the cold.
Ling Chennan tentatively called: "Hummingbird?"
"Oh? It seems that Mr. Ling already knows my name." Hummingbird curled his mouth in satisfaction.
The same face, the same mouth, how can there be such a big difference in the three words "Mr. Ling" called "Mr. Ling"
Ling Chennan took another two steps forward and wanted to observe him at a close distance. I don't know if it was because of the change in his aura, or because he no longer hunched slightly, and he looked more upright. In short, the opponent's momentum was amazing and full of oppression.
Ling Chennan: "How do you know I'm here?"
The hummingbird seemed to have heard something ridiculous: "Huh? Is there anything I don't know about you?"
Ling Chennan suddenly remembered that Bai Sheng said that the person following him was a hummingbird, and recalled the last time he threw him on the floor, so he couldn't help but took a half step back vigilantly.
Hummingbird's long legs greatly shortened the distance between the two: "What's the matter? Dr. Ling is afraid of me, right? What's the matter, what did that guy tell you? Didn't mean... I was hitting the doctor Are you following the doctor?" He narrowed his eyes: "Is it right?"
"Ha!" Hummingbird sneered and turned away, his previously well-behaved and timid face now carried a sense of world-weary indifference, and his voice was slightly higher than usual, and he said domineeringly: "Are you kidding! Me? Will I follow you?"
Ling Chennan scowled - what's wrong! Isn't it just wearing a pair of South Park pajama pants and purple cotton shoes? Is there any need to be so disgusted
Hummingbird shrugged his shoulders and imitated deliberately stammeringly: "I, I, I like doctors the most, cut! It's annoying to watch him look like a good-for-nothing! The crush has been following others for so long, and I don't even dare to make an appointment. Please let me help him." He took another half step forward and pinched Ling Chennan's chin: "Then let me take a good look at this Doctor Ling."
Ling Chennan looked stern, and slapped his hand away. The slap was especially loud on the streets in winter nights, and Hummingbird's face sank.
Ling Chennan put his hand on his shoulder and pushed him away a little: "What did you say? You made an appointment for him, when you came to the clinic?"
The hummingbird hooked the corners of its lips: "Yes, I saw you earlier than that guy, Doctor Ling," he suddenly put away his smile, lowered his eyes, and whispered, "Doctor, hello, I, I once had a Lover." Then he raised his face and leaned in front of Ling Chennan, asking: "How about it, doctor, can I pretend he looks like him?"
Ling Chennan's pupils dilated slightly uncontrollably—the one who came to the clinic for the first time, with a morbid and gloomy temperament and a little obsessive-compulsive disorder, was not Bai Sheng pretending to be Shen Yinchuan, but a hummingbird pretending to be Bai Sheng!
"Doctor," Hummingbird tilted his chin slightly, pointed to his neck and said, "It hurts a lot here, you must have struck too hard."
Ling Chennan's eyes widened, and he quickly raised his hand to block it, but Hummingbird moved faster, grabbing his neck with one hand and pinching his wrist with the other, and slammed him hard into the concrete wall.
Why does this person like to push people's heads against the wall so much! Ling Chennan was furious, grabbed the opponent's wrist with his free hand and swung it outward, Hummingbird immediately twisted his shoulders with a distorted face, he still wanted to struggle, Ling Chennan increased his strength so that he screamed in pain, and cursed: "Ling Chennan! You fucking let go!"
Ling Chennan pinched his ears with his fingers and tugged: "Swearing, huh?"
Hummingbird was so angry that his eyes spit fire, but his elbow was twisted into a twisted position and it hurt when he moved it. He gritted his teeth and said, "Ling Chennan, I warn you!"
Ling Chennan: "Oh, don't call me a doctor, that's right, only Bai Sheng can call you, you know?"
He released him with both hands, Hummingbird swayed two steps before standing still, his joints were still numb, and his eyes were dangerously empty: "Are you fucking looking for death?"
As soon as Ling Chennan heard the swear words and wanted to punish him, Hummingbird immediately yelled: "Hey!"
Ling Chennan: "Keep your voice down, there are elderly people in this area, and everyone is asleep."
Hummingbird’s expression was unimaginable, it changed a lot several times, finally gave up rubbing his arms, and said impatiently, “Forget it, let’s not talk about anything else, you go back and tell your doctor friend to leave us alone, I will If you call to cancel the appointment yourself, you only need to be responsible for telling him not to bother Bai Sheng again."
Ling Chennan stared at him without saying a word, watching him face that familiar yet extremely unfamiliar face, and uttered a terrifying declaration that made his hands and feet cold: "Everyone who wants to make me disappear will disappear."
Ling Chennan asked: "Such as Shen Yinchuan?"
Hummingbird's eyebrows sank, and a trace of undisguised disgust flashed in his eyes: "That trash, don't let me hear his full name. I don't know what Bai Sheng likes in him. Two years in prison is too cheap for him." gone."
Ling Chennan suddenly found that although the hummingbird was very hostile, it seemed to be very frank, and the content of the chat with Bai Sheng that he could not touch on weekdays could be carried out smoothly, so he asked: "So he really imprisoned you for a few months and then buried you alive by accident? ?”
Hummingbird's face was cold, showing a smile without warmth: "It's not me, it's Bai Sheng. I really regret it. If I had woken up from the yard at that time, I would have entered the room and given that bastard a knife."
Ling Chennan gritted his teeth secretly, and returned to the previous topic: "integrating personality is not to destroy personality, but to help you all find the most comfortable and appropriate place to live, instead of coexisting in a divided way like now. If you refuse to cooperate, not only It's Bai Sheng who is harmful, and it's not good for you."
Hummingbird looked into his eyes, Ling Chennan then continued: "You also said that Shen Yinchuan's sentence is less than two years.