Week, November 2004 —

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It turns out that no matter how good the place is, you will get tired after staying for a long time.

I didn't know it was the first day of November, just as I didn't remember what day of the week it was.

Here, it seems, all time is frozen.

There were no watches, no clocks, and even televisions were never known about the time.

But what's the point of these things here?

Since I don't have to go to school or work, time doesn't matter to me anymore.

I'm thinking now how long will it take for my sister to be cured?

And me, how long will it take to get out?

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The next day, Ouyang Luo went to the "Jieling Hall" after sending Lin Xu off.

There was no back door to open, and he waited for Dr. Song for nearly four hours.

Finally got in, but Dr. Song didn't look at him and was writing something in his notebook.

Ouyang Luo was dissatisfied: "Do you want such a big name?" See if I can do it? ”

Dr. Song didn't answer right away, but waited for what he had at hand to finish writing before downplaying it.

"It's a clear act of asking for attention. On the surface, he shows that he doesn't care, but subconsciously wants to be affirmed and praised by others.

Excessive performance is generally a characteristic that is bred by being in an indifferent environment during childhood.

Of course, it is also possible that it is the result of being overly concerned but not getting a positive impact.

Young Master Ouyang, which one does it belong to?"

Ouyang Luo closed the door and waved his hand: "Gotta get it, Song Banxian." I have the urge to beat you every time you talk like this, you know? Don't you know that everyone likes a fig leaf? It's not a good thing to see too thoroughly. ”

Dr. Song: "I've said it many times, please call me 'Dr. Song' or my name. Psychological research is a science, not a feudal superstition!"

Ouyang Luo shrugged: "Who knows if you are all the way with those pretending to be ghosts, anyway, you know the bottom of my business." It's easy to set me two sentences, isn't it? ”

Dr. Song pointed to the door, "You go out."

"What? I just came in!"

"You, get out!"

"Shhh...... Why are you so stingy? I'm not just kidding. ”

Doctor Song looked at Ouyang Luo lightly: "If you don't respect my profession, you don't respect me."

Young Master Ouyang, I hope you understand the necessity of mutual respect, even if you are a high-ranking 'royal' person, it does not mean that you can make fun of everything.

The rights are still in the hands of the people of country T. You are only representatives of the people. ”

Ouyang Luo looked at Doctor Song dumbfounded, and didn't understand why he said one sentence today, and the other party replied to him ten words?

Although Lao Song is a light and light one on weekdays, it is not difficult to speak. What's wrong today, did he really make the other party anxious?

Although Ouyang Luo is sometimes a bit stubborn, he is also a sensible person.

He didn't have any bad intentions, and when he saw that he had blocked people, he immediately put away the expression of his hippie smile and scratched his head.

"That...... Don't be angry. I didn't know you cared so much about your profession, my mistake, I apologize to you.

But I really didn't use any identity to press you or make fun of you, and you shouldn't think too much about it. ”

The two have known each other for many years, and Dr. Song naturally knows Ouyang Luo's personality. Listening to him apologize, the iron blue on his face was also relieved a lot.

"What's the matter with me? Is it Lin Xu's problem?"

The reason why I asked this is because after Lin Xu was diagnosed with a problem, Ouyang Luo privately discussed with Dr. Song a few times.

Ouyang Luo shook his head and sighed: "It's me this time." I wonder if this neuropathy is still contagious......"

Dr. Song glanced at him: "This is not called 'neurosis'."

"Yes, yes, yes! I know, 'paranoia'. Ouyang Luo sat across from him.

Doctor Song frowned slightly: "Do you also feel that you are being targeted?"

Ouyang Luo shook his head: "It's more terrifying than this." Lately, I've been dreaming almost every night that I'm being hunted down.

I thought of you to ask, is it not normal to have the same dream in such a short period of time? If it's not normal, why don't you prescribe some medicine for me? ”

Dr. Song: "The same dream? Can you tell us about it? ”

"Tsk. It's just messy anyway, and you know that dreams can't be clear in every way.

I remember that it was dark and vague around me, and at first I was walking alone, and then I didn't know where a group of people came out.

The crowd all seemed panicked, scurrying around me. Then a couple of men in white uniforms raised their hands at me. Then I was shot inexplicably.

Yes, hit here. ”

Ouyang Luo pointed to the location of his heart: "It still hurts." It wakes me up every time. And when I woke up, I could still see my wounds and my hands covered in blood...... Belch...... Old Song, are you listening? ”

Speaking of the back, Ouyang Luo only felt that Dr. Song was no longer in his soul, and the whole person seemed to be thinking about something, and he wasn't sure if the other party was listening.

After shouting a few times, Dr. Song came back to his senses: "It's okay." When did you start this symptom? How long has it been? ”

Ouyang Luo: "A few days ago, it was only about a week away from now."

Dr. Song: "What irritation have you received during this time?"

Ouyang Luo: "Stimulation?...... Is it considered to be forcibly tied to the black market for a boxing match?

I was really scared at first, so I grabbed a trace of trust in my friends to get through...... Alas...... Accidentally ...... making friends"

Dr. Song: "Boxing match? So, did you have any special circumstances or head injuries during the fight?"

Ouyang Luo thought for a while and shook his head: "No." But old Song, I passed through a passage when I left, and that was the first time I 'saw' something in my dream. ”

"You mean that passage has had a negative impact on you?"

"I don't know. I walked to that fork in the road and I had an inexplicable sense of familiarity. Then I saw something, the one I told you about in my dream.

And it feels very real to me, as if I have experienced it myself. Am I suffering from severe paranoia? ”

As he spoke, Ouyang Luo's whole body trembled. If it's really serious, then wouldn't he be going to a mental hospital if it goes on like this?

Dr. Song thought for a moment: "Dreams are a reflection of reality. If your dream keeps repeating one thing, you can continue to dream after you wake up. Well, this should be something you've really experienced.

Of course, you won't die repeatedly. That's just your subconscious judgment of the red flags. ”

Ouyang Luo frowned and thought about it: "But I...... I really don't remember anything so exciting. ”

Dr. Song: "'Stressibility. Psychological Disorders (PTSD)'. ”

Ouyang Luo: "What's that?"

Dr. Song: "A mental illness. It refers to the fact that a person will restore the scene in the brain in various forms after a major traumatic event, so as to constantly cause psychological conditions such as pressure and fear to himself. ”

Ouyang Luo: "But I ...... before"

Dr. Song: "That's because your subconscious mind has identified the 'emergency source', which is the thing that makes you feel fearful.

And that boxing match or that passage tells you that your 'emergency source' is still there. So, you have a repetition. ”