Zhao Ke knocked on the door of the consultation room, and a clear male voice came from inside, "Please come in." ”

It was a man in his twenties, wearing a white coat with a clear face, at that time he was writing something on the desk, and when he raised his eyes and saw that it was Zhao Ke, he put down the pen and smiled at her, "Sit down." ”

Since the beginning of psychotherapy, it has always been this young doctor, named Cheng Yiming.

Zhao Ke didn't like to go to the hospital since she was a child, and even reached a stubborn point that was almost paranoid, but since the end of the first treatment, she has not been so repulsive.

She likes boys who look good when they laugh, and Cheng Yiming is like this.

She felt that kind of smile that made her feel like a spring breeze was something she didn't have.

Cheng Yiming stood up, swayed his two long legs, took a cup of hot water for Zhao Ke, and put it in front of her.

At that time, Zhao Ke was very sleepy, and as soon as he touched the sofa here, he felt that his eyelids were heavy, and he felt extremely comfortable when he smelled the fragrance in the air.

"Is there coffee?" She didn't want to spend a lot of money on treatment to sleep here.

Hearing this, Cheng Yiming glanced at her drooping eyes, and smiled lightly, "Isn't it difficult for you to fall asleep, and you still drink coffee." After speaking, he looked at the bottles and cans she was carrying in her hand, and continued, "Just drink some hot water, drink coffee during the day and take sleeping pills at night, it doesn't look like a patient's behavior." ”

Hearing this, Zhao Ke didn't say anything, she turned her head, saw a Junzi orchid placed by the window, and stared at it for a few seconds.

Although it was a cold winter, it was still standing.

After she withdrew her eyes, Cheng Yiming spoke, "How are you doing?" ”

Zhao Ke is a face-loving person, and she doesn't want to tell him what happened in school a few days ago, which is really dishonorable.

"Not so good."

Cheng Yiming sat at the table, holding a golden fountain pen with his slender hands, "What's a bad way, let's hear it." ”

Zhao Ke thought back to her recent life, basically recovering the state of life after jumping into the river, and then smiled a little self-deprecatingly, "I can't sleep more and more at night, I want to think about things when I close my eyes, I can't eat, I will vomit after eating, and I have no motivation to do things." ”

Cheng Yiming's hand holding the pen was stunned for a moment, and finally put it down and looked at Zhao Ke, "It's basically back to the original point?" ”

Cheng Yiming still remembers the first time he saw Zhao Ke.

It's a good time, but it's unusually silent, preferring to sit by the window, hanging his head without energy, his eyes are always staring out of the window, and his eyes are cloudy and don't like words.

Years later, she still does.

Zhao Ke nodded honestly, "Almost." ”

"Can you tell me, what happened to you during this time?"

Zhao Ke didn't speak, and his eyes didn't know where to land.

She didn't want to say it, and Cheng Yiming didn't force it.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk now, but what I want to tell you is that you have to learn to talk."

He paused and continued, "A person's heart is like a bottle with volume, full of thoughts and learning not to confide, sooner or later it will be defeated by its thoughts. ”

Now Zhao Ke is very much like what this sentence says, he is full of worries and extremely tired.

One of the main reasons why Zhao Ke likes this doctor is that he will not force others to say things they don't want to say.

"How many hours of sleep do you get a day?"

"If it's good, it's three or four hours."

Cheng Yiming raised his eyebrows, "That is, there was a time when you couldn't sleep all night?" ”

Zhao Ke nodded frankly.

"Are there many cases like this?"

"That's a lot."

……

Later, Zhao Ke sniffed the good smell of flowers, and still fell asleep on the sofa, before that, what Cheng Yiming said she also went in and out of her left ear.

When she woke up, she found that Cheng Yiming had laid her flat on the sofa, covered her with a thick coat, and turned up the temperature of the air conditioner.

After sleeping for three hours, she was obviously more energetic.

It was only seven o'clock in the evening, but it was already completely dark.

Cheng Yiming, who was supposed to get off work at five o'clock, deliberately waited for Zhao Ke to wake up.

Zhao Ke felt embarrassed, so she didn't stay longer, and before leaving, she asked Cheng Yiming if there was the fragrance of orchids wafting in this room.

Cheng Yiming nodded, "Sort of, but I also put a soothing aromatherapy." ”

"I see, no wonder I slept so soundly here."

After that, she left, Cheng Yiming wanted to drive her off, but Zhao Ke didn't like to trouble others so he refused.

Zhao Ke, who walked out of the hospital, was not in a hurry to go home, she stood outside for a while, and after a while, she slowly turned around and looked at the person in front of her, her eyes were sharp in vain......

"Is tracking fun?"