Feeling real, feeling scared…”
"What are you talking about," Ling Chennan interrupted him.
Bai Sheng raised his head in surprise, and said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, what's wrong with me, I keep mentioning him as annoying, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..."
"What are you talking about." Ling Chennan said again: "What is this, I kidnapped you after a meal? Where is this going?"
Bai Cheng blinked and looked at him, and he continued, "Is this good for you? Let me tell you first, I'm the type who can spoil people into lawlessness when it comes to love."
Bai Cheng stared at him blankly, and understood, he seemed to be sighing, but also seemed to be saying to himself: "Being so kind to me, I will be very sad in the future."
Ling Chennan laughed: "At first glance, you don't study psychology. This is called adjusting your expectations. Raise your expectations so that you won't be easily deceived by others in the future. You can be abducted with your current meal of roasted beef with potatoes. , I'm just worried, okay?"
Bai Sheng didn't smile, he looked straight at him, and promised: "If you can't take it away, no one will try to snatch it away."
[Week 14? Wednesday]
Ling Chennan's eyelids have been twitching since he woke up in the morning, and he used cold water to freeze his face for a long time when washing his face, and after ten minutes passed, he continued to twitch. In order to fight against this, he kept blinking his right eye. Miss Zheng at the front desk looked at it and rejected him expressionlessly: "Okay doctor, this kind of teasing is not suitable for you."
The last guest in the morning ended on time at 11 o'clock, and Ling Chennan was inexplicably upset looking at the public welfare speech invitation sent by his colleagues, but he didn't read a word. He swiped open his phone and looked again, but he didn't reply to several messages to Bai Sheng - usually the other party would stick to him and mutter some cute trifles, what happened today.
Today is the time for Bai Sheng to have a routine consultation with Lu Baizhou, theoretically it should have ended long ago, could it be that he forgot to bring his mobile phone and hasn't returned home yet? He thought for a while, and tried to call the other party.
There was no one answering the empty ringer, so I forgot to bring it.
He absent-mindedly passed the time after lunch again, but there was still no news about Bai Sheng, Ling Chennan couldn't sit still anymore, he called Lu Baizhou, but was pinched.
On the second call, Lu Baizhou answered the phone.
Ling Chennan froze for a moment, and said, "Hello? Senior?"
Lu Baizhou's slightly tired voice came over: "Well, it's me."
The background of the other party seemed a bit noisy, Ling Chennan said: "I just called you but didn't answer..."
Lu Baizhou said "hmm" again, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"
"Ah, I..." Ling Chennan suddenly didn't know what to say because of his alienated tone—after all, his relationship with Bai Sheng was secret, so how could he naturally ask about his whereabouts.
But when he was silent, he suddenly heard another voice in the microphone, asking: "Wait, is that Bai Sheng next to you?"
Lu Baizhou was silent for a while, the voices in the background were still talking loudly and quickly, and then he said: "No."
But it was clearly Bai Sheng's voice... Ling Chennan was thinking about this, Lu Baizhou said: "If you have to say it, it should be a hummingbird."
Ling Chennan froze, and said after two seconds: "Where are you, I'll come over."
Lu Baizhou said, "No."
Ling Chennan was surprised by his decisive refusal: "What? Why..."
Lu Baizhou didn't seem to have any intention of avoiding Bai Sheng, so he just stood there and said, "You can't go on with this consultation after you come here. Speaking of which, he really knows your weaknesses and preferences, and knows what kind of situation you will be the most soft-hearted, and what kind of situation You will be most worried about what situation you will come over desperately."
Ling Chennan frowned: "Do you know who you sound like now?"
Lu Baizhou asked, "Who is it?"
Ling Chennan said: "The kind of people who sneer at suicide patients in order to gain attention."
Lu Baizhou smiled: "That depends on whether the person who committed suicide really tried hard to die."
Ling Chennan suddenly didn't know this kind of Lu Baizhou—the Lu Baizhou in his memory was not the kind of cynic who would joke about his life, so he couldn't help but raise his voice and said, "What is really trying to die? Those who have died and can't be saved ?"
Lu Baizhou paused for a moment, and said, "You are still so sympathetic, no wonder you were chosen."
Ling Chennan took a deep breath, trying to control his tone not to be too aggressive, but the other party suddenly exclaimed: "Bai Sheng!"
Ling Chennan anxiously said "Hello?" several times, but no one responded, and the phone was hung up after some chaos. Ling Chennan couldn't wait any longer, grabbed his coat and car keys and went out.
Bai Sheng had told him about several places to meet Lu Baizhou before, the most frequent one was Lu Baizhou's studio-like home, the lunch break was over, the road was not too congested, but it still took Ling Chennan a lot of time to get there. reach the destination.
He parked the car on the side of the expensive road, ran downstairs and rang the doorbell quickly and non-stop. After a series of hasty and nervous dings, Lu Baizhou finally agreed. He glanced at the intercom and said "tsk", Not too happy to say: "Come on."
Ling Chennan went upstairs, expecting to see some horrible and bloody scenes, such as the glass shards and blood stains on the floor of Bai Sheng's house last time, but there was no such thing. Although the living room is not clean, there is no trace of the tragedy. It has not been cleaned.
Ling Chennan asked: "Where are people?"
Lu Baizhou raised his chin: "Inside."
Ling Chennan strode to the study room and opened the door to have a look, only to find Bai Sheng lying on the loveseat, his eyes closed and he couldn't seem to breathe. He was a little suspicious, and knelt down to touch the other person's face. The other person opened his eyes and stared at him blankly.
Ling Chennan: "Bai Sheng?"
There was no response from the other party.
He asked again, "Hummingbird?"
The other party blinked in slow motion.
Ling Chennan swallowed uncontrollably, looked around again, and found a discarded needle in the trash can.
He said, "You take a break first and close your eyes."
The other party blinked again, but closed them obediently.
Ling Chennan closed the door and found that Lu Baizhou was nowhere to be seen in the living room. He looked around and found him smoking on the balcony.
Pushing open the balcony door and going out, the sky was clear with the wind of early spring, but Lu Baizhou was only wearing a thin shirt.
When Ling Chennan opened his mouth, he uncontrollably brought a hint of accusation: "Did you inject him with tranquilizers? Did you know that he was abused with tranquilizers?"
Lu Baizhou looked indifferent: "I know, the injection dose is not small, but it only has the effect of sedation instead of anesthesia. It is consistent with what he said, and the body should have produced antibodies."
Ling Chennan was a little puzzled: "What on earth do you mean? Did you think it was a lie?"
Lu Baizhou turned around and looked at him: "Ling Chennan, haven't you heard enough lies from him?"
Indeed, from the false identity of the first visit, to the follow-up and investigation of his own behavior, to the concealment of multiple personality disorders and the hesitation of his family situation... Bai Sheng seems to be like a prank gift box, and every layer is opened. Not the expected gift, but another gorgeous box.
But some things are true, Ling Chennan thought: when he expresses his heart, his uneasiness, his gratitude, his happiness, those are not packaging shells, he is very sure.
"You are too close to him," Lu Baizhou said again: "Too close to him, mixed with too much unnecessary sympathy and consideration, will affect your judgment."
Ling Chennan responded coldly: "You are mistaken. I don't need to keep a distance or make a calm judgment. I am no longer that person's doctor. This is the result of your strong suggestion, senior."
Lu Baizhou looked back at him, the soot was blown away by the wind, he looked at him as if he was not looking at him, but at the place behind him: "You are still the same..."
Ling Chennan was already a little tired of him criticizing his actions from above, but he still held back and did not refute. Lu Baizhou said: "Have you never thought about why he chooses you among so many psychological counselors, and among so many patients, he happens to be who you like."
Ling Chennan squinted his eyes, and the other party continued: "Needless to say about his appearance, he is smart and shy, vulnerable and neurotic, making people look very protective, which completely satisfies your appetite."
Ling Chennan asked back: "It seems that he is not the only one who knows what I like, isn't the senior also very clear? Then why don't you become what I like? Instead, you have been unconsciously provoking me to say Some bad words."
Lu Baizhou stared at him for a long time, and smiled wryly: "Do you hate me, junior?"
Ling Chennan said: "It's really annoying now."
After finishing speaking, he walked back to the living room alone, leaving Lu Baizhou with the cold wind and flying hair behind him.
Either Bai Sheng or Hummingbird was resting in the back room, and Ling Chennan was sitting next to him to accompany him—although Lu Baizhou didn't say anything about the relationship between the two of them, he should be aware of it. He was a little worried and a little at a loss.
Different doses and types of sedatives have different time effects, Ling Chennan can only wait quietly, good afternoon, nothing too important, but when he sent a message to ask for leave, he was scolded by the colleague in charge of scheduling three 59-second voices .
After a while, he walked out of the room to pour a glass of water for Bai Sheng, and saw Lu Baizhou sitting on the sofa wearing glasses, working with a laptop on his lap. Ling Chennan walked up to him and sat down, bit his teeth and pressed his groove, and said, "Senior