The sunset melts gold, the twilight clouds merge, and the night of the southern city slowly rises in the twilight. Someone once told me that night comes in different ways in different places. Some are covered from heaven, and some are raised from the earth. And the seaside city of Southtown, neither. The night of Nancheng spreads from the sky and the ground at the same time, and finally meets at the sea level, becoming a shallow red line, gradually disappearing.

When the red line is hidden, the seemingly dignified Nancheng during the day is enchanting, the lights come and go, the overpass is full of traffic, the lights are red and green mixed with the noisy crowd, the night of the south city, like a young woman leaning on the door.

I was sitting on the Floyd couch and the sea breeze was blowing in through the window, and it tasted a little salty. Through the glass window, not far downstairs is the wharf, the stacked containers can easily cause sleepiness, my eyelids began to sink, in the haze, Xin Keyi, dressed in red, smiled brightly: "Ke Qiao! ”

I pounced happily, but she dodged away, no matter how much I grabbed her, my heart hurt like a tear, and I cried desperately to pull her sleeve, "Sister, sister! ”

"Ring-" The sudden ringing of the phone startled me from my nightmare, I picked up the phone, Han Muzhi's voice was gentle and mellow, which made my heart settle down a little: "Ke Qiao, can you go?" ”

"Oh," I said apologetically, glancing at the appointment sheet at hand, "and there's another visitor, who made a late appointment, seven o'clock, a treatment hour. ”

"I'll wait for you, there is a typhoon tonight, I'll send you back, and I have something to talk to you about by the way." Han Muzhi was still as warm as a spring breeze, and hung up the phone gently.

Typhoon is a frequent visitor to Nancheng in the summer, I don't care, I look at the name "Mr. Lu" on the reservation form in distraction, what kind of person will it be?

The clock on the wall was 30 seconds before seven o'clock, and there was a knock on the door, and it was punctual. A man entered, dressed in black and tall, and tall. I stood up, and when this person walked in front of me, I was slightly stunned, this is a man who needs to hold his breath to see, can not be described as a simple and superficial "handsome", about thirty, with exquisite facial features, cool temperament, and a black dress made of exquisite material, with a little raindrops on it, which reflects a charming halo in the light. His pale complexion and thin figure make it easy to give people a morbid first look, and there is a hint of cynicism at the corners of his slightly hooked lips, but there is an imperceptible fierceness in his drooping eyes, and an old spicy person who is well versed in the world. This is not a simple person.

I asked him to sit across from me and handed him an information collection form with personal information fields such as name, age, education, and job: "Mr. Lu, can we start in this simple and straightforward way?" ”

He didn't answer, and after a very quick glance at the contents of the form: "The most famous psychological clinic in Nancheng, so low?" There was a slight mockery in his voice.

His doubts are understandable, few counselors will directly ask the client to fill out the information collection form, usually the client will be very privacy-conscious, the clever counselor, will be very skillful to ask questions, fill out the collection form by themselves, and establish the client's file.

But his questioning was too direct and spicy. I froze in my heart, still smiling steadily: "But it's really a very fast and efficient way, I thought you'd accept it." ”

"Why do you think that?" He asked.