The psychological consultation room is a somewhat quiet and quiet place for Xiao Jinang. While he was sitting in the rest area waiting, he found a few people sitting sporadically next to him. They were either male or female, old or young, but they all had the same numb expression on their faces.
The warm sun is shining outside the window, the cicadas are chirping hoarsely, and the treetops are shaking, as if they are not only dust and broken shadows on the ground, but also the old shells of the cicadas.
The receptionist poured Xiao Jinang a glass of water and asked him to fill out a psychological evaluation form. Xiao Jinang didn't know how to fill it out, so he pressed the cap of his pen, so he had to check the most serious items.
Do you often feel sad and want to cry
Yes, tick, hook, hook. Every time the host fails to complete a task, he wants to cry.
Do you often think about death
Yes, tick. Every time the host's mission progress was slow, he wanted to knock him down.
Have you ever done anything harmful to your body
Yes, tick. He once dug out a small diamond for a certain host.
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Xiao Jinang filled out the form and returned it to the receptionist. The receptionist looked through it briefly, asked him to sit outside and wait, then opened the door and walked into a psychological reception room inside.
The air conditioner is on in this room, and there is a blast of cool air coming in. It will make people feel a little cold after staying there for a long time. The environment is quiet, but a little too dead and dull. A man in a white coat was sitting behind the desk, lowering his head and writing something with a blind pen. When he heard someone push the door open and come in, he slowly stopped.
The receptionist gently closed the door and walked to his side. "Dr. Ming, the patient who has an appointment for the afternoon has arrived. I just gave him a simple psychological assessment. All the scores are relatively high. The situation may be a bit serious."
After saying this, she gently placed an information sheet on the corner of the table and briefly reminded the patient of his personal information: "His surname is Xiao, Xiao Jinang, male, 23 years old."
Ming Tian wears a pair of sunglasses all year round, so it is difficult for others to see his expression clearly. Hearing this, he said lightly, "I understand, please help bring the patient in, thank you."
If one could take off his sunglasses and take a closer look, his expression was actually slightly similar to that of the patient waiting outside, with the same lifeless numbness.
The receptionist roughly tidied up the reception room, and then pulled up the blackout blinds. She found that a pot of green plants on the window sill was a little withered. "Doctor Ming, it seems that the flowers you raised are about to wither. Otherwise, I'll help you water it later."
Hearing this tomorrow, he looked in the direction where she cried out. Although he was blind, through his sunglasses, he seemed to spy on the pot of flowers that was about to come to an end. "It doesn't matter, it's almost dead."
The receptionist was stunned "Why?"
Ming Tian's words are concise and to the point "It has worms and its roots are rotten, so it is dying."
The receptionist hesitated and said, "How about I take it away and replace it with a new one."
"No,"
Tomorrow said, "Just put it there and let it bask in the sun."
The receptionist knew that Mingzhou Ting had a weird temper, so she stopped insisting and poured two glasses of water on the table, then turned and left. Not long after, the sound of the door opening sounded again, and she brought Xiao Jinang in.
The receptionist raised his hand to indicate that there was a soft sofa set by the window inside. "Mr. Xiao, please sit down. If you have any trouble later, you can talk to Dr. Ming. No one will disturb you during the period. Please talk to me if you have any questions."
You can ring the bell for me. "
The psychological consultation room is not as pale as Xiao Jinang's imagination and smells of disinfectant. On the contrary, the decoration is exquisite and elegant, and the light blue walls are like a blue lake, making people feel relaxed and happy. He sat down on the sofa, then smiled and thanked the receptionist, "Thank you, sorry for bothering you."
Ming Zhou inexplicably felt that this voice sounded familiar, and he couldn't help but tilt his head slightly, and then there was a soft closing sound in his ears, and the receptionist left.
Tomorrow, I thought it was just an illusion. After all, there are no such coincidences in the world. He slowly pulled out the chair, stood up from the desk, then walked to the window and sat down on the sofa opposite Xiao Jinang -
He was so familiar with the layout of this room that he didn't need to deliberately explore anything. He walked this journey without any obstacles, just like a normal person.
Mingzhou raised his hand to adjust his sunglasses on the bridge of his nose. This action made him look a little gentle, and asked in a gentle voice, "Mr. Xiao, right?"
Xiao Jinang sat opposite, with his hands on his knees, his posture was obedient, and he looked like a primary school student listening to a class. He nodded after hearing this, "Hello, Doctor Ming."
His fair and pure ears were hidden under his black hair, and some were slightly red. It was his first time in a place like this, and he was inevitably a little overwhelmed.
Ming Zhou Wei Bucha paused for a moment, because the voice sounded so familiar, just like the person he met yesterday. But he was blind and not very sure in his heart, so he had to suppress his doubts temporarily and asked in a gentle voice to understand Xiao Jin's situation, "Can you tell me why you came to the psychological consultation room?"
"I..." Xiao Jinang's eyes wandered and he tried to make up an excuse, "I've been in a bad mood recently..."
Tomorrow "Why are you in a bad mood?"
Xiao Jinang choked "..."
Yes, why is he in a bad mood
Seeing this, the friends in the group began to give random advice.
Shen Liang has been tied to the word "dog blood" all his life. A puppy can't change his mind and eat baby cakes. I suggest you pretend to be emotionally frustrated and say that you were cheated on by someone and that you are in great pain. Try to win his sympathy and trigger Emotional resonance!
Tang Yan thinks this move is too cruel. Killing an enemy by a thousand and damaging yourself by eight hundred is too complicated. I suggest you pretend to be bankrupt and in debt, and want to commit suicide by jumping off a building. I have experience in this area, and I can tell you the entire psychological process.
Chu Xinian thought for a moment and then realized that it doesn't matter what disease you have. I suggest you find a way to get in touch with him now. This is the most important thing. It's a pity that Editor Meng is not online, otherwise you can ask him for advice. He is better at analyzing the psychological activities of criminal personality.
While they were chatting, the number of people online in the group quietly changed. It turned out that Chen Xiao was online. As a non-professional online blogger, he currently doesn’t know any of the online bloggers in the group, but this does not prevent him from understanding the cause of the incident.
When Xiao Jinang saw him online, his eyes lit up and he poked Chen Xiao, Chen Xiao, do you have any suggestions to help me
Chen Xiao was a little surprised that he would ask himself me
Chen Xiao raised his eyebrows and I suggest you kick the first person out of the group chat.
Yes, he said Ting was Shen Liang. This is not a general reference, this is a clear and specific reference.
Chu Xinian didn't say anything. In fact, he agreed with this suggestion.
Shen Liang fell back in anger, feeling that his intelligence had been insulted. You, you... who are you? I completed the mission and successfully survived the host! I have experience!
Chen Xiao asked nonchalantly, so do you think we all died in the mission
Just kidding, it's as if someone failed to complete the mission and successfully survived.
Shen Liang closed his eyes and pinched the person...
I’m so angry at SKR people! Little King Kong, the King of the Dead Sea
, where did so many previous hosts come from! One is more responsive than the other!
When Xiao Jinang saw that they had begun to fight, he fell into a sluggish state, and then silently closed the group chat. He raised his eyes and looked at the elegant man sitting quietly on the opposite side of the sofa. The man had been patiently waiting for his answer, and he could not see any impatience.
Xiao Jinang paused, "I'm in a bad mood mainly because... because I feel lonely..."
There is obviously a whole fish pond behind him... ah no, a whole group of darling hosts, but he can only fight alone every time, so lonely.
Ming Zhou didn't expect it to be for this reason, because Xiao Jin's voice sounded very transparent and warm, like the sunshine outside the window. This kind of person will never lack friends no matter where he goes. "Where are your parents?"
Xiao Jinang shook his head blankly when he heard this, "I have no parents."
He is an intelligent system created through technology, and a cold machine will not have any relatives.
Mingzhou Ting's voice was gentle from beginning to end, "Do you have any other relatives?"
Xiao Jinang continued to shake his head, "No."
Ming Zhou couldn't see any impatience at all: "Are there any close friends around you?"
Xiao Jinang selectively ignored the few "not very intimate" friends in the group and shook his head honestly, "No."
Hearing this tomorrow, he was about to say something, but he heard Xiao Jinang curiously ask, "Doctor Ming, do you have any friends?"
“…”
After a meal tomorrow, I suddenly didn't know how to answer. In fact, as a psychiatrist, he should not have interpersonal communication barriers. In fact, as a psychiatrist, he should give his patients a positive answer at this time, but in fact...
In fact, he doesn't have any friends...
"Um… "
Mingzhou heard herself humming softly, and then in the air-conditioned room, under the gaze of the person opposite, she uncontrollably said the truth, "I..."
His Adam's apple moved, but his chest remained fair against the background of his white coat. Finally, he said lightly, "I have no friends."
Xiao Jinang: "Then do you have parents?"
Tomorrow, Ting's tone was much calmer this time, almost indifferent, "No, they have been dead for many years."
"That's it..."
Xiao Jinang recalled the ending of the original work, and felt a little pitiful for Ming Zhou. He even felt a sense of sympathy for Ting. He was a little shy and embarrassed and said, "If you don't mind the gossip, I can be your friend."
His tone was simple, but also serious.
Ming Zhou didn't expect that he would get such an answer. Although his sunglasses hid his expression, it was still easy to feel the shock on his body. He unconsciously rubbed his fingertips and finally regained his composure, "I am a blind man."
Tell the truth tomorrow, "It will be very tiring for you to be friends with someone like me."
He just missed having the word burden written on his body.
Hearing this, Xiao Jinang approached him out of curiosity. The aroma on his body was like a grass field under the warm sun, dry and fresh. He blinked his bright black eyes, "You can't see, can you?"
This sentence was a little bloody, but when it came out of Xiao Jinang's mouth, it was like a sealed sword, without the slightest malice or edge.
Tomorrow hummed. He was blind, and his other organs would be out of control and more sensitive. At this time, he felt the other person's movement closer to him, and felt that this strange aura was exactly the same as the young man he met on the rainy night yesterday.
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Tomorrow retreated slightly, avoiding a little. The air-conditioning air above his head also blew away the smell of that person. He said "I can't see."
"That's all right,"
The dimple appeared again on Xiao Jinang's face. He took the initiative to hold Mingzhou's hand and put it on his knee. He vaguely remembered that this action represented friendship in the human world, and even shook it slightly.
"You and I can be friends. I will take you wherever you want to go from now on."