"No, it's because I later indiscriminately used the Nine Yin White Bone Claws, leaving a few paw prints on his sister's face. Woo, he, little C, he gave me a slap on the spot, and almost didn't faint me. Originally, I wanted to pretend to be dizzy and stay on the sofa at his house, but I didn't expect that he, he actually threw me out of the door and told me to get out. Do you think I can not be wronged? ”

In this farce, Loya had to have one word to end this boring conversation.

"Yes."

Under the pretext that he wanted to write a manuscript, he directly kicked the woman out.

Let the woman scratch the door while crying outside, and won't open it for her.

This kind of woman, who is abusive and abused, will get used to it.

…………

The sea, the boundless blue sea, the sun is full of sunshine on the sea, sparkling, and a flat boat floats on the sea. What a good scene, Luo Ya was lying on the flat boat at this time, and a bunch of apricot blossoms at the head of the boat were fragrant. Rare leisure time.

The sun didn't know when it had gone down, and when Loya opened her eyes, the sky was already cloudy.

A monstrous wave was rolling in front of her, and in the next second, she was swept under the big wave with the boat.

She thought, it's over, this life can only be buried at the bottom of the sea to stuff the shark's teeth.

The famous quotes of ancient poets are indeed classics.

"The mountains and rivers are full of doubts, and the willows and flowers are bright and another village."

This wave hit down, and directly hit her to the ancient stilted building on the street of Taiping Town.

In the depths of memory, that memory is blocked.

The place is familiar and strange, the night is strong, and the Chinese New Year's Eve firecrackers are even stronger, crackling and crackling.

Push open the wooden door under the stilted building and climb the stairs. The door on the second floor was hidden, and I pushed the door in.

Memories open the door, and the past comes flooding back.

Under the dim incandescent light, the eyes are full of dust, and the cobwebs in the corners grow freely.

But in such an environment, the TV in the house was still snowflakes.

In those days, at 12 midnight, the TV stations were shut down.

Loya felt that there was less anger in the house, or rather, less popularity.

Like dad and mom. Isn't Dad supposed to sit at his desk grading homework, and Mom supposed to sit on that wooden couch knitting sweaters?

No, not at all.

Standing in the doorway, there seemed to be no place to put your feet in.

She was hesitating, in this house, should she walk in?

Click, click, someone came up from the downstairs steps.

The footsteps were very rhythmic, unhurried, and seemed to be confident.

She turned, and the upper half of the man's body was about to appear in her sight.

In the dimness, I couldn't see his face clearly, but those eyes were as cold as a sharp knife. It gives people a sense of fear.

She knew that this person was not a good person, and she should flee this place as soon as possible.

But the only way out has been blocked by him, what should she do?

When there was a little girl in red in the room, she was waving to herself, motioning for her to enter.

She didn't think much of it and ran inside.

The man in the back was in hot pursuit, and she seemed to feel the sound of the wind whirring with so much fear that he could not breathe because he was chasing her.

The little girl took her hand and turned to the balcony, and with a lunge she ran with her on the not too wide road.

The sound of footsteps that beat her heart faster urged her to run forward desperately.

One stumbled, and the little girl fell to the ground.

And the man in the back, the tall man in black, was about to run to the eye in the blink of an eye.

She reached out and pulled the little girl.

The little girl didn't, pushed her away, and the big black eyes in the darkness looked at her, signaling her to leave her alone and run forward.

The man in black was babbling something, and the bloody knife in his hand became clearer and clearer.

She had no choice, turned around and ran desperately towards the two bright headlights in front of her.

The screeching of brakes, the crash, the swearing, the sound of firecrackers, and the whispering of the night, all kinds of sounds mingled.

The noise made people's hearts panic, panicked beyond measure, and their hearts were about to explode.

She was thinking that if the voices didn't stop, she would be finished, and she would be blown apart and contribute to the earth as an unknown fertilizer.

Fortunately, the voices that were about to kill her stopped.

There was silence all around, and when she opened her eyes, she was still lying on the comfortable recliner at the Road Clinic.

Lu Zheng was sitting across from her, quietly watching her.

He stroked his chest and felt sweaty on his body.

Lu Zheng has always been intimate, and after drinking the glass of water he handed over, his mood was much more relaxed.

"How? Able to speak? ”

She didn't know, but probably thought it was okay and nodded.

"Uh, yes, can I have another glass of water?"

He smiled, and laughed so happily.

"Of course."

For Loya, weekends are no different from weekdays, just moving work home from work.

When she was sitting in front of the computer writing her answer, Lu Zheng called and asked her if she was free? In the afternoon, he deliberately set aside time for her to give her psychological counseling.

Luo Ya remembered that he seemed to have said that he would go to his clinic on the weekend last week, but he was busy and forgot about it.

But now he still has a lot of things to do, and he was trying to find a tactful excuse, so he said it again.

"I've pushed several patients before I give you time, and you can't refuse me."

He said so, and Loya had no reason to refuse.

I have to say that Lu Zheng's clinic is a combination of high-end atmosphere and grade.

In an office building in a prime location in City B, the only deficiency is that Luo Ya feels that the tone of the clinic is a little colder.

Luo Ya was amazed, admiring almost every corner of the entire clinic's thousands of square meters.

Then he asked, "Doctor Lu, can I ask you a question, it's a bit abrupt." ”

He said: "Loya, on top of the friendship we have known since childhood, I think you can call me by my first name, you are the road doctor who has pulled the distance between us not a little bit far. ”

"Okay, Lu Zheng, I just want to ask, do you have a mine at home?"

"I think you should know if I have a mine at home."

"So, is there a mine or not?"

He looked at Loya for about twenty seconds and smiled.

"I also want to have a mine at home, but the strength doesn't allow it."

Hehe, the psychiatrist who looks supposed to be very serious also has a humorous side.

For psychotherapy, Lu Zheng said not to put too much pressure on himself, just think that he is tired from work, and come to him to rest.

As to how he had fallen asleep in his comfortable recliner, Loya couldn't recall it.

But after this dream, I felt a lot easier.

There is a new understanding of the profession of psychologists.