On Christmas Eve, my counseling room was officially opened, and I named it "Xinyi". I put my sister's name in it. I sent the name to my sister for advice, and she quickly replied with a smiley face and asked me, "Why don't you use your name?" ”

I would like to put my sister and me in it, but "Qiao Yi" and "Yi Qiao" are weird, not as good as Xinyi, more like a serious name for a psychological clinic. I replied to my sister: "It's not good, this is the best." ”

I told my sister about opening a studio a long time ago, and she was very happy, but I was a little sad that I couldn't come back to my opening celebration because I was very busy recently. "Sister, can't you really come back? I really want you to see me running my own studio. I miss you every step of my growth. ”

In the past, my sister would always take the time to attend my graduation ceremonies and major award ceremonies. But this time my sister didn't hesitate: "It's really not good, I have very important things to do during this time." After a while, I will definitely go to see your store and support you personally. "My sister said so, I had to do it first, Lu Zenghan rented here is quite expensive, and it will be profitable to open it early.

On the opening day, Lu Zenghan didn't come, but he sent several helpers. Han Muzhi and Yingying, Yang Yize and Mei Zijun all came, although the white team did not come, but Yang Yize sent a flower basket over. It's also a little lively.

The first time I was on my own, I was nervous and excited. Lu Zenghan originally hired a little girl Li Xuan at the front desk for me, and a male assistant Zuo Qiang, but I saw that the male assistant was physically strong, more like a bodyguard invited by Lu Zenghan, and I didn't know what to do for me. Yingying was so excited when she saw me here, she yelled to help, I didn't know if this consultation room could be profitable, and I didn't dare to blindly let her resign and come here. It's just that she can come over to help out part-time when she has time, and give her a salary that is not high.

On the eve of Christmas Eve, I was sorting out the files of visitors at the clinic, and there were about eight or nine people who came with me, but they were all polarized, some of them were new and had not yet achieved results, so some of them were not available, and some of them were basically cured, and they did not come much. The kind of visitors who have the highest frequency of visits, and who have achieved initial results after about 4-5 times, do not have them. As a result, there is no business until now. Lu Zenghan suggested that I do publicity, but how to publicize it? I was deeply worried.

Suddenly, the phone rang, I picked it up, and a slightly hoarse female voice said, "Hello, is Mr. Xin there?" ”

"I am." I replied, the voice was unfamiliar.

"Oh, I'm Chen Chen." The woman on the other end of the phone was visibly relieved, "I've made an appointment with you before, but I haven't had time to go." ”

Chen Chen, I searched for this name in my mind, I didn't know it well, and it took me a while to come back to the taste, she was the person with facial phobia. It's been a few months, but I haven't come. I asked softly, "We can make another appointment." ”

"Today, right now, okay?" The voice on the other end of the phone became urgent, with a longing from the inside out, "I really can't stand it anymore, I have to get you treatment as soon as possible." ”

I looked at the wall clock on the wall, and at half-past six, I asked, "How soon can you come over?" The clinic is located at 89 Ho Chu Street, San Ring Road. ”

The woman thought for a moment and said, "I'll be there in a quarter of an hour, will you wait for me?" ”

"Okay." I agreed. A quarter of an hour is up, and a treatment time can be finished at almost eight o'clock. When I walked outside, Li Xuan and Zuo Qiang didn't leave, and I told them to come over and receive them later. After being idle for several days, the two of them acted together like chickens.

I found Chen Chen's file, which was left by Han Muzhi after she met with her, "Ms. Chen, 28 years old, complains of facial phobia. "Just a few lines of words made me fall into a lot of reverie.

When she pushed the door and appeared in front of me, I was startled, all black, wrapped from head to toe, no exaggeration, really from head to toe. She wore a black scarf around her head, wrapped her face and head, and wore sunglasses even for her exposed eyes. She just stood in front of me, but I couldn't see an inch of her skin.

I stood up and looked at her and stretched out my hand: "Hello, I'm Xin Keqiao." ”

She hesitated for a moment and held my hand tightly: "Teacher Xin, you have to help me." Be sure to help me. Her voice was still hoarse, and it seemed that she was born that way.

"You sit down first and speak slowly." I dimmed the lights.

She sat across from me, and I didn't know how to speak, so I just waited patiently. The central air conditioning was turned on in the house, and gradually she was a little hot, so she took off her headscarf and sunglasses. My eyes lit up, she was very good-looking, her eyes were deep, her nose was high and straight, and she had a bit of Tong Liya's taste. With such a beautiful face, I really don't know why she should be afraid.

"You're beautiful." I am truly amazed.

She was stunned for a moment, then a strange embarrassment appeared on her face, and then she smiled bitterly, "I'd rather I didn't look like this." I'm scared when I see this face now. ”

"Why?" I asked curiously.

"I don't know." Her gaze wandered to one place, and she looked at me for a while and asked, "Teacher Xin, do you say there are ghosts in this world?" ”

How do you answer this? When she asked, there must have been some hesitation in her heart, and if I said no, I cut off her head. After much deliberation, I smiled: "In principle, no, but there are exceptions to everything." What do you think? ”

"I think there is. It's true. Chen Chen's hands were nervously rubbing back and forth, but his eyebrows and eyes were even more gloomy: "I often dream of a ghost. ”

"Tell me about it." I looked at her encouragingly.

"I dreamed that there was a woman standing at the head of my bed, staring at me, dressed in a red dress, like a ghost, with blood in her eyes, I wanted to scream in my dream, but I couldn't scream, she just stared at me, that feeling, talking about a dream, but not like a dream, as if it was real, I could hear the sound of my own heartbeat. Until the sun comes out, I brush the floor and there is nothing. ”

I asked slowly, "Have you been under a lot of pressure at work lately?" ”

"No, I've been running a tea shop for several years, and everything is going well, as usual. I didn't feel any pressure. Chen Chen was a little distressed, "Really, you believe me, it's not that I'm stressed, it's that there really are ghosts." ”

"How many times have you had such dreams?" I asked.

"Five, oh no, six." Chen Chen pondered for a moment and replied to me, "It's all the same woman, the same expression, her head is sometimes so close to me, almost touching my nose, I can smell her strange smell of rot." Speaking of this, Chen Chen's whole body trembled.

I also felt a chill in my back when I heard this, and I paused and asked, "What does the female ghost in your dream look like?" ”

"I can't describe it." Chen Chen didn't look me in the eye and writhed uneasily in his chair.

Looking at her expression and body language, I pursed my lips and smiled, looked at her and said seriously: "Ms. Chen, you came to me instead of going to find a great immortal to exorcise ghosts, which means that your subconscious also knows that this is your psychological problem, not a haunting." Since you want to treat this psychological problem, you must tell me the truth, if you hide something, I will misjudge and misdiagnose. Psychotherapists, like ordinary doctors, can misjudge the condition and prescribe the wrong medicine to treat the wrong person, which is also very fatal. ”

Chen Chen was still hesitating, I glanced at the wall clock and reminded her lightly: "Ms. Chen, we have been talking for 45 minutes, and we only have one treatment time today, and we still have fifteen minutes." ”

Chen Chen finally made up his mind, gritted his teeth and said, "The female ghost in the dream looks like me. ”

My heart thumped, and she was a little scared when she said: "You mean, you dream that you are a ghost and scare yourself?" ”

"No, no, as I said, every time I have that kind of dream, I can't move upright, I can't tell if it's a dream or not. I'm still me, lying there, and it's the female ghost with the same face as me. Chen Chen's face turned pale, and his lips trembled slightly as he spoke.

I stretched out my hand, patted her clenched hand on the table and said, "Don't be afraid, everything has a reason, and if we find the reason, we can solve the problem." With that, he stood up and poured her a glass of warm water.

"When did you start dreaming about this?" I asked.

"Two or three months ago? I can't remember. She replied.

"Did anything happen that touched you? Before you had this dream. I continued.

"Not really." Chen Chen pondered, but there was no answer.

I then asked, "And when did you start being afraid of faces?" ”

"It's always been there. It's been this since my plastic surgery. Chen Chen said helplessly, "I had a boyfriend a few years ago, and he always thought I wasn't good-looking, that my nose was collapsed, and that I had small eyes, so I made an appointment with a sister to go to plastic surgery." After the whole work, I was very happy to see that I had become beautiful. But my sister was more unlucky, less than half a year after the whole work, her chin was crooked, so she had to go to redo it, just a few days later, her breast augmentation had problems again, and finally she had major surgery, and she died ugly. ”

"You also have breast augmentation?" I asked.

Chen Chen nodded: "If you want to do it, you can do it." Save him from being disgusted. But looking at my sister like this, I was a little scared, and I was afraid that my nose would collapse that day and I would be blind. Over time, my mood is not very good, I am scared when I look at my face, someone recommended me to see a psychiatrist, isn't Nancheng Yiqiao very famous? It turned out that it was a man who showed me, how can I tell him about breast augmentation. Later, I was too busy to think that it was not worth seeing a doctor for this matter, so I didn't go. But then I started to see hell, and it got worse and worse. Teacher Xin, what should I do? ”