If life is only as it first seems.

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Lying on the comfortable leather chair, with the assistance of medicine, Fang Qing fell into a light sleep again, her condition was not actually in that incident, but in the past.

From several conversations, Chen Zhiwen thought that her depression had actually been very long, but it was lurking in her heart all the way, and that incident was just the fuse.

But every time she asked some questions, Fang Qing always subconsciously avoided them or squeaked, so in the end, Xu Zhiwen could only use light sleep therapy, hoping that she could guide her to say everything in light sleep.

Many people think that psychotherapists are deceptive things, and Chen Zhiwen has nothing to do but smile bitterly, because psychotherapy is a rather complicated thing.

It is not only necessary to enlighten with verbal skills, but also to clearly know all the ins and outs of the patient, but often everyone will subconsciously hide some unbearable things that they do not want to remember.

Let those things be buried in the black box in my heart, just don't want to, that memory black box really doesn't exist?

Impossible.

So when that box overflows, a little thing can detonate everything at any moment, and after the explosion, some people will be able to pass by, but some people will sink down.

What Chen Zhiwen has to do is actually sort out his memories and straighten out the knotted memories like hair, which is a normal person.

It's just like a barber, if you tie all your hair into a dead knot and don't want him to cut it off for you, no one can do anything.

The result is that knot, which accompanies you until the day you die, is just a demon in your heart, more serious and terrible than the knot on your head.

In the shallow sleep, Fang Qing seemed to see Chu Nange in a hazy way, remembering the night they first met, and saw his appearance clearly.

That day.

Waking up in that luxurious hotel, Fang Qing looked at the bedding and the intact clothes in the quilt that were covered on her body, and stroked her sore head, and couldn't help but wonder.

What about the man who brought him up yesterday?

The sun-drenched hotel room is simple but full of beauty and fashion.

Fang Qing, who was lying on the bed, shook her head vigorously to make herself more sober, then reached out and touched the black bag placed on the light pink bedside table, and took out her phone from it.

Looking at the several missed calls on the phone, Fang Qing, who was still recalling the man, couldn't help but bounce up and dialed back.

The few missed calls were made by Fang Yue, yesterday she promised to go home after drinking, but later because she was too drunk, on the way home, she accidentally fell to the ground, and then was helped to the hotel, she has a little memory of this incident.

After hurriedly calling her mother to report her safety, smelling the smell of wine on her body, Fang Qing walked into the bathroom and thought about the faint man while cleaning, she was a little curious about him.

It's a pity that Fang Qing couldn't remember his appearance at all, but when he left the hotel, he knew his name from the registration list at the front desk.

Chu Nange.

As for any more, I really don't know anything, because it is impossible to show her the full ID card of the registrant in the hotel, and it is a limit to be able to tell the name.

"Hey, Xiaowan, have you arrived? I'll tell you something interesting. ”

"Didn't you say you were going home yesterday? Why are you in a hotel near the company? Couldn't you be on the way to someone?"

"Phew, how is it possible, come here, I'll tell you at the door of the hotel, I'll tell you later." ”

On Sundays, the city is always full of people, friends of all kinds, pairs of friends, or families laughing and talking in different directions.

Fang Qing, who was dressed in formal clothes, stood outside the hotel full of floor-to-ceiling glass and waited for a while, and then saw Zhang Wan'er, who was wearing a light blue dress and carrying a dark red envelope not far away, waiting for the traffic light.

Walking quickly to the position of the traffic light, Fang Qing waved her hand and stopped to the side waiting for Zhang Wan'er to come over.

In the bustling city, the traffic lights always change quickly, because too many people have to cross the road, but no matter how fast, a time to turn the lights, the crowds waiting on both sides are already densely packed at the intersection, and at a glance there are at least 40 people away.

"Dadada.... ”

After the sound of guiding the blind came out of the traffic light, in the parking of the cars on both sides, Zhang Wan'er, who was as light as an elf, crossed the zebra crossing, looked at the clothes on Fang Qing's body, fanned her nose and said, "Xiaoqing, this perfume smells too strong, right?"

Fang Qing grabbed Zhang Wan'er's right arm and chuckled: "Isn't there no way? I didn't go home to change my clothes, the smell of wine is too strong, I have to hide it, it would be much better to wait a while to disperse a little more aroma." ”

"Say, what happened yesterday? You clearly said you were going home, did you find a handsome guy on the road? ”

Fang Qing slapped Zhang Wan'er's arm with a smile and said, "I thought about it, but that handsome guy took me to the hotel, threw me down and slipped away, I remember I hugged him several times." ”

Hearing this, Zhang Wan'er couldn't help but glance at Fang Qing up and down, and said with a smile: "Yo, our Xiaoqing is actually disliked, tell me who it is? Did you get the phone? We'll ask him out another day." ”

"I don't even know who it is, the phone number from there, but I know the name, and I asked at the front desk. ”

Moving along the flow of people all the way, Zhang Wan'er asked curiously: "Tell me what your name is, maybe I can ask someone to find it." ”

In this era, how many people who can haunt in the middle of the night are not frequent visitors to the wine country? Although Fang Qing's appearance is not beautiful, it has absolutely nothing to do with ugliness, and more importantly, her delicate and convex figure makes Zhang Wan'er, who is a woman, envious.

The men in the company never looked at Fang Qing less, so Zhang Wan'er was very curious about what kind of man he could leave with Fang Qing's arms.

In this era, one-night stands are not uncommon, and even Zhang Wan'er herself has tried many times.

Or how many people in that carnival midnight show didn't have such a thing?

If so, there is only one possibility.

Ugly.

Because ugliness, in that world of midnight revelry, is an original sin.

No one wants to find sin for themselves in a short period of time that is only one night, at least in the eyes of the Dharma.

As for the demons and monsters after dawn, everyone is gone, and they are scattered, who cares about the ghosts and ghosts.

"Chu Nange. ”

Fang Qing, who had a little unwilling look in his eyes, continued: "That guy doesn't know if it's incompetent, so he couldn't bear to throw me away and run away." ”

"Gurgle... , Could it be that your drunken appearance yesterday was too scary? People didn't think it was good for a monster to step on your feet, but the name Chu Nange is very good. ”

Fang Qing pursed her lips and said, "It's good there, Chu Nan Ge Chu Nan Ge, Xiao Wan, what didn't you think of?"

"Gurgle... ,That person invited you to stay in a hotel for one night for free.,It's not kind for you to say that.,I think it's quite interesting.,Look for it?Anyway, you just broke up.,If you find it, you'll hook up again?"

After scratching Zhang Wan'er's stomach and causing her to laugh for a while, Fang Qing sighed and said, "The problem is that I can't find it, I can't post an article on the Internet to find someone, right? ”

Zhang Wan'er thought for a while and said, "This is really a problem, the sea of people is looking for ghosts." ”