Chapter 465: A Succession of Strange Things (3)

Recently, Luo Wangchen has always been in a trance. She felt as if she was sick, so she took a leave of absence from the company to see a psychiatrist or psychiatrist while recuperating.

Luo Wangchen was bored and wrote novels at home, and fell asleep on the computer desk while writing. By noon, she was woken up hungry, and when she yawned and stretched, she saw a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes next to the computer desk.

Luo Wangchen stood up and quickly looked around the apartment, there was no one in sight! Luo Wangchen moved back to sit down at the computer desk, picked up the bowl of tomato and egg noodles that were still steaming, and tasted it, feeling that the taste was exactly the same as that he had made.

Luo Wangchen suddenly thought that Lu Mingyuan had made him a bowl of egg noodles with tomatoes like this before leaving! Thinking of this, Luo Wangchen was shocked, and she shouted at the empty house: "Lu Mingyuan! Is it you? Are you back?"

As she spoke, she stood up, walked to the center of the living room, and shouted as she looked around: "Lu Mingyuan! You come out! Since you are back, why don't you come out to see me?

No one answered her, and the whole apartment was quiet, so quiet that you could only hear the clock ticking on the wall.

In the next few days, there will be a big apple everywhere Luo Wangchen goes in apartment 302. There's a big apple on the computer desk, on the arm of the couch, on the coffee table, or even by the sink in the kitchen.

Luo Wuchen didn't understand, why did Lu Mingyuan refuse to meet her since he had already returned, why did he appear by her side in this way, or was there really something wrong with his spirit?

Luo Wangchen took out his mobile phone and dialed a number: "Hey, pony, help me make an appointment with a psychiatrist...... Well, I'm fine, I just want someone to show it, okay, I'll hear from you......"

Two days later, Mr. Luo met with a psychologist he had made an appointment with in his office. Luo Wangchen gently pushed open the door, walked slowly to the doctor, and stretched out a hand to greet him: "Hello, I am the patient who made an appointment with you, my name is Luo Wangchen......"

"Hello, Miss Luo, please sit ......" the voice ...... Feeling so familiar? Luo Wangchen suddenly raised his eyes and carefully looked at the man in a white coat in front of him.

I don't know if I don't see it, I am startled when I see it! Luo Didiu couldn't help but exclaim: "Chen Ziyu?!"

I saw that the man just smiled faintly, and his tone was soft: "I'm sorry, my surname is Chen, but, my name is not Chen Ziyu, but Chen Qingnan!"

Luo forgot the dust, the person in front of her, whether it was in appearance or temperament, even the voice of the voice was exactly the same as Chen Ziyu?! Was it her own problem? The hallucinations were already serious to this point?

"You...... You really don't know me?" Luo Wangchen asked the man opposite very abruptly.

The man smiled, although he had a pair of gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, the way he smiled was exactly the same as Chen Ziyu's.

"Miss Luo, we ...... Let's start the treatment!" Chen Qingnan had a cold attitude, and his tone was full of the tone of doctors and patients.

No! It's not him! The person in front of him, although his appearance, temperament, including voice, are exactly the same as Chen Ziyu's, but he doesn't have Chen Ziyu's gentle expression, but more of a cold look. It's not him! Luo Wangchen pulled his thoughts back, and only then did he think about what he was here for?

"I'm sorry Chen Yisheng, I just ...... I'm getting a little out of shape. Luo Wangchen lowered his eyes and apologized to Chen Qingnan opposite.

"It's okay, let's start now!" After all, he is now a doctor, but whenever he comes to him, he will have some psychological or spiritual problems more or less, and Chen Qingnan has long been surprised.

Chen Qingnan began to hypnotize Luo Wangchen, which is a common method of psychotherapy. Luo Wangchen lay on the recliner and began to murmur from the time she could remember until she lived on her own......

And just like that, an hour, two hours, three hours passed......

Chen Qingnan snapped his fingers in mid-air, Luo Wangchen slowly opened his eyes, reached out and touched one side of his cheek, and found that there were tears on his face that had not dried up.

Chen Qingnan sat opposite and looked at her quietly: "Do you feel better now?"

Luo Wangchen raised his head a little dumbly and looked at the man opposite who had the same face and voice as Chen Ziyu. opened and closed his mouth a few times, and finally stopped talking. She sighed deeply, picked up the bag beside her, and stood up to leave: "Today...... Thank you Dr. Chan...... I'm in a much better mood......"

Chen Qingnan smiled: "You're welcome, this is the duty of a doctor, and the treatment still needs a course of treatment, I hope Miss Luo can arrange a good time......"

Chen Qingnan stood up and sent Luo Wangchen out of the consultation room. He looked at Luo Wangchen's departing back, with some loss, sadness and gloom. It seems that there are a lot of stories and pains hidden.

Heart, there was some inexplicable distress, but it was only for a moment, he just shook his head helplessly and sighed, then turned around and walked back to the consultation room.

Luo Wangchen returned to apartment 302 with exhaustion. She sat lazily on the sofa, and the memories of her childhood were remembered again and again. In the world, apart from twins, can there really be two people who look exactly the same?

Luo Wangchen curled himself up in a ball and nested in the sofa. Once, she felt so happy, with a boyfriend who loves you by her side, and a brother who has always been close to you, and is better than her own brother. At that time, she felt that this house was very warm and smelled of home. Although life is not peaceful at times, she does not feel lonely with two men by her side guarding her.

But now...... This apartment seemed too deserted, **quiet, so quiet that Luo Wuchen could hear his heartbeat. During the day, she can rely on work to distract all her attention, but once it is night, insomnia becomes the norm.

After Luo Wangchen woke up from his dream, it was still dawn. She looked at the alarm clock on the bedside table, and it was only 4 o'clock in the morning, she lifted the quilt and got out of bed, and walked slowly to the balcony to look at the night sky.

Although it is already March, the evening breeze at night is still a little cool in the alternating season when it is warm and cold. Luo Wangchen tightened the thin pajamas he was wearing again.

"How old are you, why can't you take care of yourself?"

Luo Wangchen was startled by this sudden word, she turned her head stiffly, but saw the figure she was all too familiar with......