(Again!) Please don't use fiction to look at and imitate real-life healing! ）

"Watson. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info. Now you shouldn't be reminiscing about the past. You should be aware that something is wrong with your body, right? ”

Fang Wuwei looked at Watson, who was depressed with his head down, and said extremely seriously:

"Or rather... Your mental condition doesn't allow you to think about that anymore! ”

Surprise appeared on Watson's face, and he raised his head and looked at Fang Wuwei in surprise, Watson didn't know what the lightly bookish landlord in front of him was going to say. But it was also for a moment that a trace of worry appeared in Watson's eyes, a worry about the current state of his body.

"Primitive Man One, is there something wrong with Peanut's head?"

Wu Meng looked at Fang Wuwei and Watson, who were standing in the sunset, suspiciously, and raised their own questions.

Fang Wuwei glanced at Wu Meng and didn't say anything. There was only a reassuring confidence in his eyes to surrender everything to himself, and then he asked Watson:

"Watson, I wonder if you've heard a story?"

Watson's dark eyes glanced at the floor, not knowing what to answer. But Fang Wuwei obviously didn't mean to ask Watson to answer, but just said to himself:

"Once upon a time there was a man who fell in love with someone who didn't like him. Every day, he spends his days in anticipation and fantasy, every day waiting for him to get close to himself. As a result, day after day, year after year, he found that what he had imagined did not happen. It can even be said that the things he fantasized about will not happen again in his short life! ”

“！”

Watson's pale hands clenched tightly when he heard that the fantasy would never happen again in his life, suppressing the most painful memory in his heart at this moment. Fang Wuwei's story that didn't even have a name, but it aroused the scars in his heart, just like revealing his unknown scars, stinging and bright red.

Fang Wuwei looked at Watson in front of him and understood that what he said really entered the depths of his heart, so he continued:

"The story I just told can be applied to everyone. Because that's a crush, that's a broken love. This kind of cookie-cutter routine can be seen everywhere on the road, and it is so cheap that it can't be done. ”

"It's not a cheap thing."

Watson gritted his teeth, looked down at the floor, and squeezed the words out of his mouth.

"I know you're in pain and want others to admit that your feelings are unique. But this kind of feeling has appeared in everyone, and to be honest, it is rotten street goods. ”

Fang Wuwei shook his head, feeling sorry for Watson's obsession, and continued:

"It's this cheap affection, do you want to let it deprive you of the good of your future? Is your future, full of infinite possibilities, going to be replaced by this rotten street? ”

"I said it's not something cheap!"

Watson's eyes were filled with tears, and he yelled at Fang Wuwei hysterically, as if defending a ridiculous object in the eyes of others, which made people feel sorry.

Fang Wuwei quietly swallowed a mouthful of saliva and looked at Watson with calm but gentle eyes.

Most people with major depression have difficulty responding to external stimuli when they receive counseling. In addition to mood factors, the accompanying slowness of thinking and organic damage to the brain can lead to difficulty in communicating. If we want to solve the problem at its root, we must find the root of the problem. Although Watson was not necessarily caused by major depression, Fang Wuwei realized that he had indeed not found the source of the wrong problem.

"Even so."

Fang Wuwei asked slowly:

"What if I admit it's not cheap?"

The moment this sentence was spoken, Watson's whole person seemed to be frozen by the cold winter of the polar region, and the whole person froze there, looking at Fang Wuwei with tears in his eyes, unable to accept what he said.

yes, what if you admit that it's a unique emotion? What if everyone tells you that you are better than anyone else for the person you like? Won't they all change the status quo when they are not around?

So whether it's a broken love or a loss in life, accept it all! Stride forward, don't carry anything, don't let go of anything, just move forward without hesitation!

If you can't forget the past, then run back to the end of your life, run until you are exhausted, run until you burst into tears, run until even your snot and blood drip on the floor, and run until you don't want to run anymore! Then stride forward, with your head up and your chest high!!

Fang Wuwei looked at Watson with tears slowly flowing from his eyes, silently took a step forward, and then asked:

"Is the person you like more important than in the future? Even if you don't have a future, do you want to like that person again? ”

Watson's chest heaved and he nodded in a choked voice. Unforgettable feelings always make people fall into a deep valley. And what really makes people fall into the abyss is not others, nor the hateful love, but human beings themselves.

[Alas. . . 】

Fang Wuwei sighed in his heart. The impact of falling out of love on ordinary people is even more terrible than many mental disorders. If I could, I wish there was a law that would prohibit any unqualified feelings. Or if you can, I really hope that I can use some kind of medicine to forget all these feelings.

Unfortunately, no.

This emotion that makes people fall into hell, but throws them to heaven in the blink of an eye, is really the most incomprehensible poison in the world. It's just because the sudden emergence of sad memories can make people low.,But it's because the sudden fantasy of the future can make people happy.,It's really.。。 It's ridiculous. Right?

"In that case, then you should let go of the past."

Fang Wuwei buried all the regrets in his heart deeply, and said with the feelings that he should have as a doctor:

"If you die, your feelings don't exist anymore, do they? Won't the feelings that are so strong and so cherished end with death? ”

After a pause, looking at Watson's eyes that were still flowing with tears, Fang Wuwei said slowly:

"Not to live for someone you like, not to live to continue to like that person. Just for yourself, to keep your cherished emotions alive. Free yourself from your pain and let yourself live with a better future. ”

"Maybe you won't necessarily have that person in your future, but you will definitely meet new friends, new people, and new beautiful things in your future. It's like a sentence in a comic:

'As long as you live, you can always find something meaningful, just as you found the flower, and I found you. ’

Have faith in the future and be in awe of the future. Then go and believe that tomorrow will be better! If it's not good, then live seriously and try to believe that the day after tomorrow will be better! In any case, don't fall, don't be defeated, run forward with all your might. ”

At this moment, Fang Wuwei's heart seems to have been dyed with an indelible gray by Watson's feelings, which is the emotion of disappointment and loss. How he wanted to tell Watson to live for that person, to live for that person who once cherished so much.

However, if Watson's thinking is not fundamentally changed, if even Fang Wu implies to Watson that person for himself, then Watson may live under the light of that person for the rest of his life. Even if you come out of your grief now, what about next time, and next time? I'm sure I'll be back in that pain again.

This is also one of the reasons why in psychotherapy, treating the symptoms but not the root cause. If you change yourself for the sake of people and things that hurt your heart, you will eventually be hurt. It's like a person who is obviously suffering because of domestic violence, but is told by a doctor to cheer up the family again, how can the vicious circle of infinite repetition make people better?

The evening breeze blew on Watson's face, and the faint tears and reddened eyes told Watson's inner pain countless times.

But even though Fang Wuwei tried so hard to help him, Watson still didn't nod his head in acknowledgement after hearing these words.

"The guy I like is not quite like you."

Watson used his pale hand to gently wipe away the tears from the corners of his eyes, and for some reason a smile on his face fell into the gentle memories of the past.

"But you and that person are really alike. It's all the same, inexplicably, wanting to make others better. ”

Fang Wuwei was stunned, and was surprised by what he said in his heart. Obviously he had tried so hard to avoid suggestive behavior, why did he still make Watson remember that person again?!

Thinking of using words to stop Watson's thinking again, when Fang Wuwei racked his brains to think, Watson had already said to himself with warm words:

"The people I like. It's a scum in the eyes of others. He always does not hesitate to hope for happiness for others. is such a scumbag, but he is a lonely person to the end. Gritting her teeth, not letting anyone see how lonely she is, gritting her teeth, bringing happiness to others again, and then waiting by that person's side, waiting for that person to find her own happiness scum. ”

Fang Wuwei looked at Watson in front of him in surprise, and unconsciously took a step back. He realized that Watson's feelings for that person were no longer something that could be said in a simple few words. Although he really wanted to help Watson, it now seemed that Watson had understood what he really wanted to accomplish.

Although there was still a hint of gloom in his eyes, Watson, who showed a new hope, didn't care about Fang Wuwei and his party, as if there was only one person left in his eyes, and said slowly:

"He... It's not a mascot that can bring happiness to people, he just waits longer and longer than others. I don't think anyone will understand him. Someone will leave first anyway, and someone will die first anyway. So, let the person who is left be yourself, and let the person who lives alone be yourself. This is his justice. That's why I can't forget him. It's shameful, but it's noble, he's such a contradictory existence. ”

The corners of his mouth showed a slight smile, and the Watson in front of him had already made Fang Wuwei incomprehensible. What kind of importance should the so-called feelings be attached to in order for a person who is so gloomy and terrible to suddenly find new hope?

"What about me."

Watson gently touched the back of his white neck, and then said as if embarrassed:

"I also want to be like him, to be the kind of person who does not hesitate to bring happiness to others. However, someone like me who always causes trouble for others may not be able to do it. So,I'll be the one who's still with him in the end.。。 ”

After speaking, Watson lowered his head shyly like a girl, so that Fang Wuwei understood Watson's mind at the moment while goosebumps were raging.

[It seems... I didn't succeed this time.。。 】

Fang Wuwei sighed silently, but quickly cheered up again. Regardless of the outcome, at least this time Watson seemed to come out, and since that was the case, he had no choice but to stop forcing it.

"Although I think the person you mentioned Watson is still very scumbag."

Fang Wuwei looked at Watson, who was full of girlish hearts in front of him, and said:

"However, I can understand the pain of seeing the death of a cherished person with my own eyes. I think I can feel the so-called justice of waiting for others to leave first. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Wuwei subconsciously looked at Wu Meng beside him, and recalled the night she left in his mind. The dim light, the parting she uttered.

The one who goes first always doesn't have so much pain. Only the people who stayed where they were, squatted by the door and sobbed silently. If she doesn't come back, she will definitely grow a thorn in her heart that will be painful forever, right?

"If I have the chance, I'd like to meet the guy you talked about."

Fang Wuwei patted Watson's shoulder with a smile, although he failed to pretend to be a failure today, he could be regarded as a gain.

"Hmm... You're such a nice person, you're sure to have a great chat with him! ”

Watson nodded, and the tears on his face did not make him look miserable, but a new vitality spontaneously appeared.

"Really? Ha ha.. Ha ha.. ”

Fang Wuwei smiled awkwardly, I don't know if it was because he was praised or because he remembered a nasty scumbag figure.

In this way, after a few more people chatted for a while, Watson said goodbye to Fang Wuwei and his party.

Watching Watson, who was not as gloomy as before, slowly walk into the distance, Fang Wuwei also breathed a sigh of relief in his heart.

[Saving someone in a different way, it's like being mentally handicapped, and it's like a heroic game in childhood, silly and cute, but it's rare to make people feel respected. Maybe this is the so-called foolish belief? 】

Thinking of what Watson said, a smile appeared on the corner of Fang Wuwei's mouth, a smile that he didn't understand himself.

If the psychiatrist uses the horror of the disease to divert the attention of the suffering to the treatment. Then that person must use a new love, a perfect love, to divert the attention of the painful. As a lover who won't hurt others, silently accompany, right? Which side is the so-called justice on? The current Fang Wuwei can't understand either.

"Alas~ I don't want to!"

Patting his cheek to sober himself up, Fang Wuwei looked at Watson's departing back, and for some reason felt a long-lost relaxation. Maybe it's because one thing has been solved, right? Maybe I might have helped someone? Or, because the person he cherishes is standing beside him at this moment.

Turning his head sideways to look at Wu Meng beside him, Fang Wuwei's hand unconsciously gently rubbed her fluffy hair. didn't care if Wu Meng was willing, Fang Wuwei said with a gentle smile on his face:

"Wu Meng, I suddenly decided."

After a pause, Fang Wu Weizai carefully looked at Wu Meng's big eyes, long eyelashes, and small nose like porcelain. Everything was so familiar, the same as when I first met her, nothing had changed. Even if there is any change, it is still the girl he cherishes in his heart. Then Fang Wuwei said very seriously:

"I decided I wanted to live a long time. Well! Outlived everyone else. Then, carry it all for everyone and be the last one to leave! ”

Fang Wuwei said with confidence, as if he wanted to tell the whole world, so that the people around him subconsciously paid attention to him.

"Huh? Primitive Man One, do you want to be a scumbag?! ”

Wu Meng's face turned red, and he raised his head angrily and scolded.

"No, I just thought. I just want to understand justice in the eyes of others. ”

Fang Wuwei hurriedly explained in embarrassment, and in Wu Meng's eyes that were about to burst into flames, Fang Wuwei didn't dare to bear the anger.

"Humph! Perverted! ”

Wu Meng's blushing cheeks looked even more red in the sunset. But even so, she didn't slap Fang Wuwei's hand away, she just quietly watched Watson's distant back, and like Fang Wuwei, she thought about those words.

Then, in her immature heart, Fang Wuwei's promise was deeply imprinted, the last one to leave, carrying all this promise.

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"That's right, Dr. Fang."

Shangguan Aolin looked at Watson in the gradually thinning crowd, and suddenly asked:

"What's wrong with that Watson?"

Fang Wuwei glanced back at Shangguan Aolin who was standing with Xiluoya, smiled helplessly, and then continued to look at Watson, who was getting farther and farther away, and said slowly:

"Kotal syndrome, also known as living dead syndrome. The fact that the patient thinks he is dead and feels incomprehensible about being alive is one of the two strange diseases of psychology in the world. But.. ”

Speaking of this, Fang Wuwei paused, as if recalling the figure of the teacher in the past class, and then said after a while:

"But if a patient with this disease can regain hope in life and rediscover the joy of life, then there is a great possibility of recovery. Could this be the window that God has opened specifically for those who live in their shadows? It's so contradictory that it's comforting. ”

"Hmm."

Shangguan Aolin nodded, and he felt a little inspired by the strange things in this world.

If, at this moment, it would be a good memory to have a pleasant trip to the amusement park today.

But..

"Bang!!"

A huge explosion suddenly sounded in front of the landlords and tenants! It was a huge sound that was completely different from fireworks! It's like a huge hammer smashing down on your ears! In Fang Wuwei's mind, there was only a buzz left for a moment.

"Bang!!" Another loud explosion of shells!

The landlords and tenants subconsciously looked towards the place where the explosion sounded, only to see a flame like a death rose, bursting next to Watson in the distance, blooming gorgeously!

Watson under the fire was like a candle in the wind, but in the blink of an eye, he disappeared into the firelight and gray dust.

"Ahhh

It was also at this moment that the sparse crowd let out a miserable wail! The crowd scurrying around, with fear on their faces, plus the roar of artillery fire from time to time! The amusement park, which was supposed to symbolize fairy tales, was painted into a hellish chaos!

Fang Wuwei, who was already stunned, trembled and looked at the cannon fire that had devoured Watson.

I saw that in the firelight, a young man in a gorgeous red robe, with wisps of red thread floating around him, hugged the thin figure tightly in the ashes.

And the young man who hugged Watson and was wearing a red robe and a white shirt turned his head to look at Fang Wuwei in the explosion of the red flame, allowing Fang Wuwei to see one of his eyes.

There was anger and confusion in his eyes under the red shadow, and then the moment he turned around, he blinked and disappeared with Watson. It's as if it never existed, and it came from another world.

"Uncle Fang!! Take care of yourselves. Damn it!! ”

The familiar male voice exploded in Fang Wuwei's mind with irrepressible anger, and then disappeared completely.

Blood.

Sunset.

Cry.

Suffering.

Hell descended on the reality where Fang Wuwei and his party were. The war that doesn't fit the daily routine of landlords and tenants is now begins!