"Vomit-" Tang Long slammed it on the toilet bowl and vomited all the bile.

This is already the fourth day, the impact of insomnia, dizziness, dizziness, nausea, nausea, and the already not strong physique, have been tossed a few times, and there is already a tendency to get sick.

"No, I'm going to the hospital," he dialed his mobile phone with difficulty: "Hey, store manager, I'll take a leave of absence......"

Registration, filming, MRI, stomach test, a set down, thousands of oceans are gone, but not even a single hair has been found.

"Your symptoms, the physical ones are only collateral effects, the real cause is psychological problems, you should see a psychiatrist."

"You didn't say it sooner!"

"In this way, let me introduce you to one, this is his phone number, a rare psychology expert in the city, his surname is Ai."

'Here? Tang Long came to the destination according to the address on the business card, looked up, a dilapidated façade room, where the expert lives? True or false-

"Hello?"

"Hello, it's Don Jr.," Dr. Ai said with a smile with gray hair, a white coat, and a pair of thick glasses.

"Yes, I made an appointment with you."

The two came to a private room in a room, which was dark and narrow.

"Come, tell us about your condition," Dr. Ai said straight to the point.

"I've been suffering from insomnia lately, dreaming a lot, and I can't sleep for half an hour, and I don't know why."

"There are many reasons for dreaming, let's start with some simple questions, do you have dreams, do you have the same content?"

"It's different."

"A little more good, or a little more bad?"

"It should be a little better."

"Are there any characters that appear from time to time?"

"Yes, me."

"What are you doing?"

"I don't know, it seems to be how the excitement comes," Tang Long shrugged. Smiled wryly.

"Do you have an opponent in your dreams? Who are they? ”

"This—"

"Don't rush, think slowly."

Tang Long closed his eyes, and the lack of sleep for many days made his nerves weak and sensitive, and when he recalled it, he was swollen and painful.

Fragments of memories begin to converge. Devil Cow, Clown, Hacker, Manchurian......

"Ahh Tang Long woke up sweating profusely.

"What do you see?" Dr. Ai asked calmly.

"There are so many enemies, so many, anyway, there are all kinds of people, and there are even characters from the comics."

"I would venture to ask, do you have enemies in reality?"

Tang Long was silent and shook his head, "No." ”

"In the dream, how did they end?"

"They're all dead."

"You killed it?"

"Yes."

"Why?"

"I don't know, it seems to be accomplishing something. The other party had the same purpose, so they had no choice but to fight. ”

"Are there a lot of these cases?"

"Many."

"So, the self in the dream is an agent-like figure? Dedicated to dangerous missions, for unknown goals. ”

"Yes."

"Do you like him? I mean, the dream self. ”

"If that's really life, it should be good." Tang Long sighed and replied truthfully.

"I think. I probably understand," Dr. Ai poked at his pencil. Write it down on a piece of paper, "Next, I'm going to ask you a few realistic questions, which can be sharp, but be sure to answer them truthfully." ”

"Okay, I'll try."

"You feel like you're in life. Is it a success or a failure? ”

"So-so."

"Please don't ignore my topic, success or failure?"

"Failure," Tang Long held back these two words from between his teeth.

"As a person, do you think you're a winner or a loser?"

"I'm just a normal person. Winners and losers are too far away from me, right? Tang Long smiled bitterly.

"Then let's change the question, if the criterion of success is to complete your own goals, and the criterion of failure is not to have your own goals, the standard of ordinary people is to work towards their own goals, which kind do you think?"

"Failure."

"Do you know what you want, money, power, womanhood?"

"Of course I want both, but I don't particularly want them." Only in terms of women, he suddenly remembered Nie Qianqian, who had a relationship a few days ago, and his heart jumped.

"You don't know what you want, and you don't know what you lack."

"That's about it."

"I know what's wrong with your psyche, delusional disorder, or paranoia for short."

"Paranoia?"

"It's just a kind of paranoia, in reality, you don't know what you want, so you make up a fictional character in your dreams, he can do anything, he pins all your fantasies, hopes, what you want to experience, what you want to live, all through him."

"He is your God!"

"Generally, patients with this symptom mostly appear in people who are not living well, right?"

Tang Long grinned, and he really couldn't find a reason to refute it.

"Doctor, let's be honest, I just want to sleep now, how can this disease be cured?" Tang Long pointed to his two dark eyes and asked.

"Hypnosis, everything you hope to achieve in your dreams, I can deny it to you through hypnosis; The main reason for your symptoms is that your mind spreads and you can't sleep deeply, so as long as I change part of your subconscious, I can make you sleep, the question is, can you accept this therapy from me? ”

"Will this affect me in reality?"

"No, you can help me be a cleaner, my purpose is to help you sweep away some unrealistic thoughts, so do you feel more comfortable?"

Tang Long rubbed his sour eyes, and cried mournfully: "Now as long as you can let me sleep, you can do anything." ”

"Yes, you lie down first."

Lying on the chair, for some reason, I thoughtfully of Zhou Xingxing's words, "Without dreams, what is the difference between people and salted fish." ”

"By the way, in the dream, is there anything in particular that you pay attention to?"

"That's a lot," Tang Long rolled his eyes: "In my dream, I am still Bruce Lee's apprentice, and I am the best in the world in kung fu." ”

"Interesting," Dr. Ai smiled wryly, "lie down." ”

"Remember, wait a minute, I'll hypnotize you, remember, must remember! Whatever I say next, you're going to have to say no, you know? ”

"Understood."

Tang Long nodded, the curtains were pulled up all of a sudden, and the light was completely blocked, "Close your eyes, let go of your spirits, I will do acupuncture for you now." ”

Dr. Ai poked the needles one by one on the acupoints, and said that it was strange, Tang Long didn't feel any pain at all, but with the needle prick, his head became more and more dizzy, and his five senses disappeared one after another.

"Do you like to dream?" Far away, there seemed to be an echo that seemed to come from nothing.

"I don't like it."

"Do you like to be born and die?"

"I don't like it."

"Do you like to go to heaven and earth to save the common people?"

Tang Long hesitated, but still said, "I don't like it." ”

The problem is getting faster and faster, at first, Tang Long still has room to think, but as time spreads, this seems to have become instinct, and every time he denies, his spirit will sink a little, his eyelids will hang down more and more, and a smile will unconsciously appear on the corner of his mouth.

I always felt like I had lost something, but I was finally able to sleep, and finally—I didn't have to worry about anything......

"Do you have a brother?"

"Nope."

"Do you have any friends?"

"Nope."

"Do you like martial arts?"

"......" (To be continued.) )