I hung up the phone and walked into the institute. When I arrived at 507, looking at the sign at the door with the words "Xia Zhijin" written on it, my heart was a little churning for a moment, and I stood here with an impulse, but I didn't think about how to meet him. With a faint smile, I went back to square one with him, from the relationship between patient and doctor.

I raised my hand and was about to knock on the door, but the door had already opened, and Dr. Xia stood in front of me, looking at me with a deep smile: "I guess you should also arrive." In. With that, he let me into the house.

I walked in, I had never come to Dr. Xia's office in Nanjing, and the facilities and environment in Beijing looked simpler, and I felt a faint guilt in my heart, if it weren't for me, Dr. Xia wouldn't have to give up the conditions in Beijing to get here, I didn't feel a little sad, I looked at Dr. Xia and said, "Zhijin, do you still have a chance to go back to Beijing?"

Dr. Xia poured me a cup of tea and handed it to him, looked at me deeply and said, "Why do you want to go back to Beijing?"

"The scientific research conditions and medical conditions over there will be better, right? I took the teacup.

"Let's talk about it. I think Nanjing is also good. Although I am from the north, I feel that the climate and life in Nanjing are more suitable for me. Dr. Xia motioned for me to sit on the sofa and calmly changed the subject, "Don't talk about me, how are you?

Dr. Xia's voice is still so warm, it makes people feel like a spring breeze forever, he is a little thinner than before, but he also looks quite energetic. When I saw him again, the atmosphere was more comfortable than I had imagined, his tepid tone, his calm and deep gaze, as if the emotional entanglements between me and him had never happened in the past, just like an old friend who had been reunited for a long time, which was very good, so that I did not have a lot of shame about the pressure with him. It's just that I don't know if it's his inner relief, or his professionalism. Just as I have no ** in front of him, on the contrary, I can never understand his mind.

I was stunned for a moment before I slowly replied, "I'm fine." But recently, I have encountered some small things, and I want to make those vague fragments of my memory clear. ”

"To be specific?" Dr. Xia asked, looking at me.

"I want to see clearly what Cheng Yuejin's factory logo looked like back then. I replied definitely, "Zhijin, help me." Any risk, I can take it. ”

Doctor Xia's expression suddenly became a little uncalm, a trace of pain flashed in his eyes, he looked at me and said, "Qingyang, didn't you listen to what I told you? This risk is very big." ”

"I can accept that. I looked at Dr. Xia and said, "I believe that the probability of success is greater than the risk, otherwise there would not be so many psychiatrists who use hypnosis as a treatment." ”

"It's not the same thing. The gentle Dr. Xia's tone was a little indifferent, "You are not a treatment, you are deep hypnosis, and there will be problems." Qingyang, does Zhao Yijing know that you do hypnosis? Do you need me to communicate with him?"

"Don't. I almost shouted, looked at Dr. Xia and said, "Don't tell him." This matter is very important, it is related to the safety of his company, I have to give it a try, and besides, you are a professional, how can you put me in danger?"

Dr. Xia raised his hand to support his forehead, and couldn't help but wipe his face and look at me, his eyes were full of regret: "Qingyang, I don't agree." I never hypnosis my patients, and I can't guarantee your safety. ”

His "I don't agree" made my heart skip a beat. Suddenly he and I were a little embarrassed, after all, he and I were two people who had tried hard to get close. Fang tried his best to cover it up, but now, he can't hide.

I stood up a little flustered and said, "Zhijin, if you are embarrassed, I will find someone else." Saying that, I stood up and wanted to leave, "Don't!" Dr. Xia stood up in a hurry and grabbed my arm, paused, and let go helplessly, thought for a while and said, "Since you insist on doing it, I'll help you find someone." You wait for me. He turned and walked out.

After a while, he came back to me and said, "We have a researcher here who specializes in depression, and he's good at hypnosis, so I'll take you to him." I nodded and followed him out. went up to the ninth floor and arrived at a consultation room, and the sign outside the door was researcher "Zhu Changxiu".

"Changxiu, this is the friend I just mentioned. Song Qingyang. "Dr. Xia introduced us, and after I said hello, I carefully looked at the person in front of me, who was not a few years older than Dr. Xia, and looked very calm, perhaps because of the characteristics of a psychiatrist, and his face was very peaceful. There was also a young girl, possibly an assistant, fiddling with an instrument.

He looked at Doctor Xia and smiled, "Aren't you able to do it too?" Listening to his tone, Dr. Xia should be very familiar.

The little assistant interjected and laughed: "The doctor doesn't operate on his relatives, so he can't do it." ”

"Just kidding again. I'm just an elective, how can I compare to you specialize. Dr. Xia smiled and patted Zhu Changxiu on the shoulder, "Help her test her tolerance first and see if she can do it." ”

Zhu Changxiu nodded and led me and Dr. Xia into the treatment room inside. It has been decorated with soundproof panels everywhere, and after walking in, I didn't hear a sound, he motioned for me to sit on a special chair, I could lean back slightly, and it was very comfortable to sit on and half-lie down, and Dr. Xia took my phone and turned it off.

Zhu Changxiu first asked me to identify some pictures, smell some smells, do some basic tests, and score each item accordingly. Then I thought about it, and to me it was like saying to Dr. Xia, "We still use conventional flexible hypnosis." It can be from shallow to deep, step by step. ”

Zhu Changxiu closed the curtains, and the room was completely dark, except for a small dim lamp on the table. Zhu Changxiu said to me in a very gentle tone: "Come, Miss Song, relax, look at this lamp." ”

I paid attention to the lamp, and found that the halo of the lamp expanded in a circle, and shrunk in a circle, and it was automatically adjusted back and forth repeatedly, and it seemed that my brain was a little dizzy, and Zhu Changxiu's voice was very flat: "Miss Song, Zhijin has already told me a little about your situation, so now you imagine that this is the road to your memory, you walk inward a little, a little bit-----"

I don't know if I'm too unfamiliar with Zhu Changxiu or what's going on, I tried several times, I couldn't get into the state, the more anxious I was, the more sober I became, and after tossing for more than an hour, Zhu Changxiu said to Dr. Xia: "Zhijin, Miss Song's condition is a little difficult to hypnosis." This is an individual difference. If you really can't do it, try to use microcurrent stimulation to slowly enter the state. But if I do microcurrent, then I have to sign a letter of responsibility, and I don't dare to help anymore. You know. ”

"Don't. Dr. Xia couldn't help but say, "That side effect is too big for ordinary people to bear." After a pause, he said to Zhu Changxiu, "That's it, I'll try it." You're on the sidelines. Zhu Changxiu thought for a while and stood aside, and said jokingly: "Zhijin, this is purely a friendship and help, and I can't record it in the case, otherwise I can't afford this responsibility." ”

"Yes. Doctor Xia also smiled faintly, looked at me and patted the back of my hand and said, "Qingyang, don't worry. Look at me. The surroundings were quiet again, and I saw Dr. Xia sitting opposite, my heart was slightly soothed, and Dr. Xia said very calmly: "Qingyang, your memory should be 80 years ago, when Beijing was still called Beiping, right?"

Just like that, the speed of Dr. Xia's speech was very slow, and it was very flat, the room was very dark, a small dim lamp, and there was a faint soothing smell wafting in, I gradually became a little sleepy, and the opposite Dr. Xia, and his original familiarity made my mood much more relieved than when facing Zhu Changxiu, and I was also entangled with him. Watching him suddenly let my thoughts run to that night full of fireworks, running back to the era of Du Heng, Zhao Shinan, and Zhao Lingquan eighty years ago.

-------------Past-------------

Zhao Shinan returned to Yangzhou from Beiping, and the courtyard in Beiping, except for the two older family members who were left to watch, the rest of the people also returned to Yangzhou, a car of utensils, a car of brocade, all went back.

The swing in the courtyard, lonely and depressed, thinking of coming to Beiping, Du Heng sat there singing and laughing on the swing, it seemed to be yesterday. Zhao Shinan's heart couldn't say it.

The heavy vermilion lacquer door "clanged" shut, and a person was locked up, but now, a dusty past is locked here.

Time flies, Zhao Shinan's business is getting bigger and bigger, from Beiping, to Tianjin, to the southwest, as long as there is brocade, there must be brocade of the Zhao family. It's just that brocade, it's no longer called Cheng Yue, it's just an ordinary Zhao family silk brocade. But the ordinary brocade of the Zhao family is far better than ordinary merchants. The sales are also excellent, but no matter where the sales are made, the people of the Zhao family know that the brocade is one, and more importantly, they must inquire about the whereabouts of Shao ***.

Especially in Shanghai, there are no less than ten branches, Zhao Shinan goes to the branch in Shanghai when he has time, and sometimes sits in the store all day without talking, just looking at the passers-by who come and go with a lonely expression. In the evening, he drunk himself with wine. Drunk, only when you are drunk, can you see that pure smiling face, that playful look of pursing lips and chuckling in your dreams.

The old house in Yangzhou, Zhao Shinan rarely goes back, Poria gave birth to a son, and now the mother Mrs. Zhao is finally satisfied, and she is very relieved to look at her well-behaved grandson all day long. Zhao Shinan went back occasionally, except to see his son, he couldn't find any sustenance in his heart.

Poria once asked Zhao Shinan timidly: "Mother said that she should give the child a name, found the old lady in the clan, and named Zhengchen, what do you think?" Zhao Shinan touched the child's face and nodded: "Let the mother be, she can be called whatever she wants." ”

"The big name can follow the old lady, you can give it a nickname. Poria's voice was so low that she almost cried, since Du Heng didn't see her, she had hardly seen Zhao Shinan, it was easy to meet, and she couldn't say a word. Now it is so difficult for a child to come up with a name.

Zhao Shinan's voice was very cold: "The nickname is Siheng." Saying that, he looked at the child steadily, but unfortunately the child looked like Zhao Shinan, if he looked like Poria Cocos, he would naturally look like Du Heng. Zhao Shinan looked at the child a little stunned, if this was his and Du Heng's child, how good would it be?