Zhang Mo'er's lips pursed a trace of paleness, her pupils constricted involuntarily, her breathing became short, and even her hands that had been loosened were tightly clenched into fists.

She doesn't listen, she doesn't want to hear anything, she doesn't want to know the so-called truth.

Don't tell her any truth, don't tell her any truth, she doesn't want to hear anything.

The doctor got up and replaced the music with a children's song, which sounded so beautiful that you could even imagine a group of children playing carefree on the seashore and piling up a castle of sand.

Zhang Mo'er's uneasy mood was slowly calmed down, and even her breathing was much more stable, not as rapid as before.

"Miss Zhang, what did you hear? Can you tell me?" the doctor asked slowly, seeing that she had regained her quietness.

"A lot of voices, very messy and noisy."

This answer made the doctor stunned for a moment, and then then asked, "In today's society, the pace of life is getting faster and faster, and there is no opportunity for people to take a breath, and many people want to try to solve everything that cannot be done in front of them by suicide, such as taking sleeping pills, jumping off buildings, and jumping into the sea, so what do you think of these behaviors, Miss Zhang?" ”

Zhang Mo'er's eyes opened suddenly, and she looked at the doctor with some excitement, and said a little fiercely, "I won't kill myself!" ”

The doctor's answer to her was obviously a little surprised, but the good professionalism made him smile again in the next second, he just nodded with a smile, "Okay, Miss Zhang, it seems that we have talked long enough, why don't you go and rest?" ”

"Am I normal?" Zhang Mo'er suddenly asked the doctor, why did Shen Rongche have to take herself to see a psychiatrist? Isn't it nice that she's like this now? She has no use value anymore, she can finally be an ordinary person, and she will no longer get in anyone's way.

The doctor first smiled and shook his head, and then said to her, "Miss Zhang, we are human beings, not gods, people will be sad and sad when they encounter sad things, but it is a stupid way to extremely suppress yourself, you are not abnormal, but you don't know how to vent your negative emotions in your heart, and we call this kind of person cancer personality in psychology." ”

Catharsis? Cancer Personality? Negative emotions?

How do you want to vent?! How to get rid of negative emotions?

Is she suppressing herself? No, she's fine, she thinks she's good, she doesn't think there's anything wrong with her.

She has survived so many things and tribulations in the past again and again, how can she get to the present situation.

asked Aunt Tian to take Zhang Mo'er to rest, and Shen Rongche called the doctor to the office study downstairs.

Sunlight shines through the windows to illuminate the entire study room, which is decorated in a European style.

"How is she?" Before Shen Rongche sat down, he asked anxiously, it was best that Zhang Mo'er's woman didn't have anything.

The doctor unhurriedly turned on the music in his hand, and the calm sound of the waves was released in it.

Shen Rongche furrowed his eyebrows and glared at him, and after listening to it for a while, he began to yell impatiently, "I'm asking you how she is!" I didn't ask you to play music for me! ”

Listen to this music for him?!

Shen Rongche's fierce spirit made the doctor shrink back in fear, but he still had the courage to continue asking, "I wonder what you heard from this music?" ”

"Isn't it just a child's laughter, what's so nice!" Shen Rongche was extremely impatient with his tricks, isn't it just a piece of music, what to listen to him?!

It's not him who is sick!

"But Miss Zhang said she heard a lot of very chaotic voices in it."

As soon as the doctor's words fell, Shen Rongche's eyes were immediately stunned.

This time he pricked up his ears and listened carefully to the music, and there was really nothing except the interaction between the waves and the piano, and the laughter of children.

Could it be that the many messy vocals she says refer to the laughter of children?! Zhang Mo'er, how did she hear it?!

"What does this mean?" Shen Rongche's eyes showed a hint of nervousness that could not be hidden, does Mo'er really have a mental illness?!

"Because a lot of the chaotic voices she said directly reflected her heart, which means that she is also very chaotic now, she hides a lot of things in her heart and does not express them, so she saves more and more, which makes her more and more uncomfortable at this time, and also makes her feel very chaotic, even unbearable."

He knew that there must be something wrong with her not crying, making trouble, and who had an accident like her and could still find a job!

"Go on!" Shen Rongche snorted coldly, and his slender fingers clenched into fists.

The doctor regained some professional attitude, and began to pick up the abstract painting on the cardboard and continue to analyze.

"You see, when Miss Zhang saw the card for the first time, she said that she saw a black butterfly, which means that she is trapped in something in our professional knowledge."

"Trapped?" Shen Rongche's eyebrows tightened.

"There are many colors in this card, but the black butterfly that Miss Zhang saw was wrapped in all the colors, which means that she was trapped inside, surrounded by her, and she couldn't get a respite."

The doctor stretched out his finger and pointed to the various colors around the black butterfly on the card, and said professionally.

Shen Rongche's eyes stared at the black butterfly, and he slammed his fist on the desk, his eyes full of terrifying yin owls.

He shouldn't have promised Zhang Hongxin, the old fox, what kind of deal to make, and now he has done this!

If Zhang Mo'er hadn't fallen in love with him at the beginning, I'm afraid the situation would be better than now!

The doctor was taken aback by Shen Rongche's movements, and then tremblingly explained a bunch of cardstock patterns that Zhang Mo'er had chosen, and almost all the answers pointed in one direction-

She was chaotic and insecure, but she tried her best to suppress herself from showing it, and she completely closed herself off.

"I don't listen to this nonsense anymore! You just told me that Yan is not serious?! Listening to him babble a bunch of professional terms, Shen Rongche's eyebrows tightened more and more, becoming more and more incomprehensible, and the little patience he had finally burst away.

This man is so rambling, what's the use of babbling so much nonsense! He didn't understand these technical words.

The doctor immediately gasped, looked at his gloomy face and said with some fear,

"Then I'm going to be blunt, if you let her go on like this, it will become a very serious depression."

"Depression?!"

Shen Rongche's eyes widened in disbelief, and he was suddenly angry, and he slapped the table hard and stood up, glaring at the doctor in front of him with a pair of fierce eyes, gritting his teeth, "You said she was suffering from depression?!" Are you sure you're not diagnosing wrong?! ”