Chen Wen and Nan Nan walked to the door of the clinic together.

His partner, sales manager Fang Chengyi, wore a swaggering white suit today, and his hair was oily and shiny. He was sitting at the front desk of Nannan's psychological clinic, joking half-meat with two little nurses and exchanging contact information with them.

"Is he really suitable for selling teaching software?"

"Don't underestimate him. He could dress very modestly, comb all his hair down, go to the teacher, and say a whole bunch of things about the educational philosophy. If you arrange a classroom for him, he can definitely take dozens of classes in a row without repeating things. ”

"He's good at switching his personality in a short period of time. Mentally mature and highly adaptable to the environment. Unless he is constantly rubbed, he can sleep soundly every day. He probably didn't even know what a nightmare was. Without waiting for Chen Wen to praise his partner, Nan Nan continued, "Don't envy him. He won't be as lucky as you are emotionally. ”

Fang Chengyi saw Chen Wen. He pointed in the direction of the elevator and asked him if he was ready to go.

"Handsome guy, wait a minute, I'll explain a few words to Chen Wen."

In order not to waste time, Nan Nan walked back to the computer desk and said in a faster voice: "When Sister Betty introduced you, she said that Ye Xingtong found that you woke up almost every day. She was afraid that you would suffer from depression one day, and said that you must find the best psychiatrist to help you. You have to cherish such a good girl. ”

Chen Wen seemed to have seen Ye Xingtong's squinted eyes and a playful smile. He nodded a few times: "I know, so I am especially cooperative with the treatment." ”

"Yesterday she called me to ask about your treatment, and I took the opportunity to ask something that maybe she would know. As a result, there was a really interesting discovery. Nan Nan held up the piece of paper on which Chen Wen had drawn the temple again, and drew a circle on the words "Eyes of Fallen Leaves" that he had written in the corner, "She said she probably knew what the word meant. ”

"What did she say?"

Nan Nan smiled and sold a pass: "Anyway, you can see you today, you can ask in person." I think it might be better for you to talk to Ye Xingtong directly, maybe she can help you remember how you came up with this word. Also, this is for you ......."

After rummaging through the drawer for a while, Nan Nan took out a pocket-sized notepad and came out.

"Give me a dream record?"

"That's right."

Chen Wen put the notebook back on her desk: "I'll go for one day and come back tomorrow." And I made a small program that can directly record the content of my dreams on my mobile phone. I'm pushing the link to you now, and you can always look at the record I wrote. ”

Nan Nan made a disapproving expression: "You IT men only believe in electronic things. ”

"I just thought it was a little more reliable to use electronic records. Cloud servers, distributed storage, and even deleted can be restored. What's more, as long as it's recorded electronically, even if one day you erase the hard-earned inspiration when you give me hypnotherapy, I can still retrieve it from the database. ”

These not very advanced computer terms still took Nan Nan some time to understand and digest. She sighed lightly and put the notepad back in the drawer, then pointed in the direction of Chen Wen's temple and said, "Actually, I have always thought that it will exist forever if it is something in your head, and forgetting is just that it loses its color and is drowned in the waves in your mind." When you find the key one day or see the picture you remember, you will suddenly realize that it is always there. ”

Chen Wen does not question Nan Nan's professionalism. But he couldn't believe that the scenes and events in the dream were all experienced by himself. Not only because I have never been abroad, but also because those accidents and dangers in my dreams will make me die many times.

If it's just fiction, I'm imagining it for the sake of writing, and it's too detailed in the design of the details of the environment.

Chen Wen had some ideas, but he didn't say anything to Nan Nan. Anyway...... I will record everything I think, and Dr. Nan can see it.

He said goodbye to Nan Nan and left.

Although Fang Chengyi has always told Chen Wen to be attentive to the development of new teaching software products, he still chooses to use the entire journey from Shanghai to Changsha to inquire about some information.

There's one thing that's really not hard to find.

Chen Wen clearly remembers the brand of that car. From the moment he sat in Cheng Yi's car, he began to search for interior photos of various models under the brand. Sure enough, there was a luxury model with a previous-generation model with an interior that was very close to what he remembered.

Save the picture, edit the picture, and flip it horizontally.

Faced with the picture of flipping to drive on the right side, Chen Wen was finally able to determine that the car he was driving in his dream was the model he had never ridden in, and he couldn't even correctly name the model until an hour ago.

After that, he hopes to wait for Dr. Nan's boyfriend's feedback on the temple before doing an analysis. Because for the rest of the day, his attention would be on Ye Xingtong.

After coming to Changsha, Chen Wen rushed to the hotel where Ye Xingtong had already stayed. After taking a shower and changing into the outfit she had prepared for herself, she took the car to the radio and television center, accompanied by an assistant from the agency.

Outside the studio, there are huge posters of Ye Xingtong gesturing with both hands and scissors. With a white off-the-shoulder sweater, slender legs, big eyes, dyed yellow hair, and a playful expression, even Chen Wen, who was familiar with everything about her, couldn't help but stop and take a few more looks.

"Chen Wen."

That's Sister Betty, Ye Xingtong's agent. She is not very old, but she likes to roll up her hair, wear a pair of gold-rimmed glasses, and then cross her hands to talk to people. Today, she stood at the door of the studio with this action and waited for Chen Wen.

"Sister Betty." Chen Wen walked away from his assistant and came to the door where Betty was standing.

There was already a huge uproar in the studio. Chen Wen could clearly hear that it was many young boys and girls calling Ye Xingtong's name.

"Let's go inside. The last row is on the left, and I've left you a seat to keep it low-key. ”

Chen Wen nodded. He understands that Sister Betty doesn't want the public to know that Ye Xingtong, who has just become popular, has her own boyfriend.

He walked past Sister Betty and quietly entered the studio.

The studio that can accommodate five or six hundred people is full, and the dazzling lights on the stage have begun to shine, and the famous host Wang Ge is standing straight on the side. As the rhythm of Ye Xingtong's popular original song sounded, he couldn't help but shake his body along.

Chen Wen received a message at this time: "Have you arrived, where are you sitting?" ”

This girl, she is going on stage in less than half a minute, and she still wants to send a message to herself? Chen Wen shook his head with a smile and quickly replied, "It's here, the last row." ”

"Run to the second row, I've got the best seat for you in the aisle!"

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Characters in this chapter

Fang Chengyi, sales manager of Shanghai Minxue teaching software, is a good friend of Chen Wen

Sister Betty, Ye Xingtong's agent