Jia Xiufang's marriage call made Xiaoqian's heart a little confused. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

She could see Yu Minglang's attitude, he took half a month off and was so serious, this time he should be serious.

Xiaoqian went downstairs and didn't go directly to the supermarket, but sat on the flower bed to blow the wind, and she was a little panicked now.

When Liao Fugui's phone called, the ringtone rang twice before she heard the patronage wander.

"Qian'er, can you take a case?" Liao Fugui's voice was a little hoarse, probably because he was in a hurry with Dalong.

"What case?"

"I was introduced to me by a friend from the anti-domestic violence center, saying that there was an eldest sister who was beaten very badly by her husband to do a domestic violence appraisal, and they suspected that this eldest sister had makeup obsessive-compulsive disorder, and the reason why her husband abused her was that she spent a lot of money on cosmetics every year, and she spent 20,000 yuan on lipstick alone. ”

"The losers I found are kneeling to finish their lives, and if they can get by, they can't leave, what kind of ability is it to beat women?"

"Her husband's annual income is less than 10,000 yuan, and she buys cosmetics more than the family's expenses and borrows money to buy them, and her husband has discussed several times to no avail, and he beat her impulsively under the huge pressure of repaying debts. ”

"I don't take this kind of mutual death case, I don't have that love. ”

Money and heart always have to be on the way, and this case has no money and makes Xiaoqian feel embarrassed, and she doesn't even want to help.

"Okay, I'll go find someone else for her. By the way, Qian'er, what is this makeup obsessive-compulsive disorder?"

Liao Fugui's profession is to identify who is mentally ill, but he does not have a deep grasp of some psychological problems.

"A type of obsessive-compulsive neurosis, which is similar in physiological mechanism to addiction to ×. ”

"It's so serious, can't you restrain yourself from putting on makeup?"

"Can't restrain it, people with × and makeup obsessive-compulsive disorder do it voluntarily at first, but after addiction, they can't control themselves, and some people wear pajamas in the middle of the night to go downstairs to buy a watermelon and have to make up carefully. ”

The last sentence is emotional.

"But this counselor is highly educated, and it's strange how she could be. ”

"It is highly educated women who are prone to makeup obsessive-compulsive disorder, after getting this disease, the brain neural circuits will change, there is a tendency to depression and anxiety, in the final analysis, people with makeup obsessive-compulsive disorder want to hide their fear of failure through this behavior, by the way, psychological problems have nothing to do with the level of education. ”

Liao Fugui silently wrote down what Xiao Qian said, although the majors are different, Xiao Qian can always tell him a lot of fresh ideas, which helps him a lot in his work.

"By the way, Qian'er, I heard my aunt say that you are going to get married?"

Xiaoqian rolled her eyes, her mother is too unpressing, is this a family announcement after leaving the phone?

"I haven't thought about it yet, I don't really want to get married. ”

"Why?"

In the eyes of the whole family, Xiaoqian and Yu Minglang are already a natural pair, Jia Xiufang put on the phone and excitedly began to plan her daughter's wedding, Liao Fugui was also contaminated with a trace of joy, and after a few contacts with Xiaoqian, his little sprout was completely killed.

He really can't hold a woman with this kind of character, it's better to be a big brother, multiple smart sisters and a... The younger brother who can't be described, Liao Fugui thinks he is quite happy.

"I always feel that my task at this stage should not be to get married, but also to prepare for the exam, and he is also busy with work..."

Xiao Qian's perfunctory prevarication Liao Fugui heard it.

"Qian'er, you can't have a premarital phobia, right?"

Xiao Qian's palms broke out in a cold sweat, and she laughed dryly, "How is it possible!" What am I afraid of, how long have I known him, how can I still have premarital phobia, hehehehehe..."

The last series of heartless hehe, the leaves on the side of the listening were shaken.

"You give me the feeling of premarital phobia, always ready to run away from marriage, I remember that I seem to have given you a case like this, and you have cured it, and you feel like that counselor now! Is it that premarital phobia can also make people's brain circuits change uncontrollably?"

The hateful Liao Fugui! How did the nerd, who is usually quite wooden, suddenly become sharp at a critical moment?

"I'm not a premarital phobia, I, no, I have!"

"The great man said that without the correct view of marriage and love is equivalent to having no soul, Qian'er, you need to adjust your mentality now. ”

"Liao Fugui, you bullied me and didn't memorize the quotations? The original words are that without a correct political point of view, it is equivalent to having no soul!"

"On the issue of marriage, you have to learn and apply it! Then your current view of marriage and love is already crooked, I think you should have a good talk with Minglang. ”

Xiaoqian hung up the phone, and a leaf fell on her head, she reached out to pick it off, but she touched another pair of big hands.

Yu Minglang stood behind her for I don't know how long.

Xiao Qian was taken aback, I don't know how much he listened, but he didn't have any special expression, and no one could see through it when he wanted to hide his thoughts.

"Why did you get out?" she tentatively said.

"Look where you bought this bottle of vinegar, the dumplings are all wrapped. ”

"Well, I've been out for so long, so I don't want to buy it and go home for dinner. ”

Xiao Qian dragged his arm and walked home, but Yu Minglang didn't move.

"Xiaomei, does being with me make you feel uneasy?"

"I'll be uneasy if I don't put vinegar on dumplings, let's go, let's eat quickly, I'm going to starve to death!" Xiao Qian deliberately avoided the topic, for fear that he would continue.

Yu Minglang pursed the corners of his mouth and didn't say anything more.

Xiaoqian kept vigilant during the meal, afraid that he would bring up the topic of marriage and phone calls again, but fortunately Minglang didn't say anything more, she thought he shouldn't have heard her and Fugui's call.

In the afternoon, Yu Minglang said that he went out to buy a set, but he didn't come back after buying it for almost 2 hours, Xiaoqian wanted to call him and ask him where he went, but he felt that he was not suitable for this.

There is a group meeting at the school next week, discussing papers related to phobias, Xiaoqian is preparing materials, looking at the word fear on the paper, she thought of what Liao Fugui said.

Could it be that she really has a premarital phobia?

In her previous life, she ran away before getting married, and she lived so well with Yu Mingming in this life, the relationship between the two has never encountered setbacks, he also takes good care of her, and each other's parents have also taken care of it, just to get a certificate, what is she afraid of?

Let Xiaoqian admit that people like her also have a fear psychology, which is a very frightening thing in itself, because she feels that this is not quite like her own style, she has never been afraid of anything, how can she be afraid of forming a family with the man she loves?

And she's still studying clinical psychology, how could this kind of problem occur?

Psychological problems have nothing to do with the level of education, people with psychological problems must not be able to control their behavior and brains, this sentence she just explained to Fugui suddenly popped up.

Xiao Qian put down the pen in her hand and looked at a pile of manuscripts without emotion, and all this fell in the eyes of Yu Minglang, who had just entered the door.