Shimuro Mountain, Xin'an County, when the king of the Jin Dynasty felled wood, he saw the boy playing chess and singing, and the quality was listened to. The boy uses a thing and quality, such as a jujube core, and the quality contains it without feeling hungry. Oh, the boy said: "Why don't you go?" Returned, there is no return. - Liang Ren Fang of the Southern Dynasty

One day in the mountains, a thousand years in the world.

When Chen An woke up and looked at the familiar and unchanged dormitory bedroom around him, he suddenly remembered the allusion of the Rotten Ke people, but the difference between him and the Jin people was that his world had not changed, but he had changed.

He silently walked to the bathroom, looked at himself in a rustic ancient costume hanging in the mirror on the wall, and reached back unconsciously to pull back the long hair that could cover his eyes.

It's about 7 o'clock in the morning, and there is still a long time before he goes to work, but fortunately, he has been resting for the past two days and finally has a process of adapting.

After taking a shower and changing into modern casual clothes, he threw all the costumes he took off into the garbage bag, and then left the company's dormitory building directly.

Soon after going out, he threw away the garbage and found the bus stop, and then sat all the way to a well-rated Hong Kong-style tea restaurant, although he is a non-picky eater, but anyone who has eaten coarse tea and light rice for a year in ancient times can't help but miss the modern exquisite food.

The business of the tea restaurant is very prosperous, fortunately Chen An came early, if he came a few steps late, he might have to wait in line for a seat, after the waiter arranged to sit down, ordered a pot of Pu'er, he called the aunt who was pushing the cart not far away, and then asked for one cage after another breakfast under the aunt's stunned eyes.

"Young man, can you finish eating so much, don't waste it!"

"Don't worry, Auntie, I will definitely be able to finish eating, even if I can't finish eating, I can pack it back for breakfast for my friends!"

Facing the kind reminder of his aunt, Chen An smiled and waved his hand to express his gratitude.

Rice rolls, chicken feet, pork ribs, shrimp dumplings, beef shutters...... Basically, Chen An, who had some in the cart, came to serve a few copies, and as a result, his table was piled up with several layers of small steamers at once, and the spectacular scene directly attracted the attention of the people around him.

But Chen An calmly took out his mobile phone, and while rummaging through the Internet where the psychiatrist in Pengcheng Hospital was reliable, he slowly and methodically put it in his mouth early.

When he finished flipping through the information and thought of a place to go, all the breakfasts on the table were wiped out, and Chen An, who only felt half-full, had no choice but to call the cart aunt to order the breakfast on the half-table in the shocked eyes of many focuses, and for a while, there were many men and women in the crowd of onlookers who took out their mobile phones and pointed at Chen An to shoot, and seemed to be very interested in Chen An's rare "big stomach" in life.

Chen An doesn't like to be watched, but in this era of developed information and entertainment to death, people often like to take pictures of any interesting things around them and share them with friends around them.

Fortunately, the person in charge of the tea restaurant stepped in to maintain order, which made the surrounding diners no longer blatantly watch Chen An.

After eating half a table of breakfast again, Chen An called the waiter to settle the bill, I don't know if he ate too much, the person in charge of the tea restaurant even came forward to give him an eighty-nine discount, and said that Chen An was welcome to come again at any time.

Leaving the café, there was a subway nearby that led to the place he wanted to go, but before he could go, he went to the barber shop to cut his hair short.

In the end, Chen An did not go to the hospital, but chose a specialized psychological counseling agency.

He did not expect that the cost of psychological counseling would be quite expensive, and among the psychological counselors available, the highest cost even reached 3,000 per hour, while the price of low-ranking counselors was generally between 300-800 per hour.

With the attitude of solving psychological problems as soon as possible, he had the luxury of choosing the most expensive counselor, but the other party needed to queue up for an appointment, and he might not be able to get in line for these two days, so he had no choice but to choose an equally senior free counselor recommended by the agency.

The counselor, surnamed Wang, is a middle-aged man in his forties, with a very gentle appearance, and his words and deeds give people a very comfortable feeling.

After a short period of contact and exchange, he asked Chen An about his psychological problems.

Of course, Chen An can't explicitly say that he has a strange ability to traverse, otherwise the counselor may directly treat him as mentally ill.

So he used dreams instead of his own experience.

After patiently listening to Chen An's experience, Counselor Wang thought for a while whether Chen An was suffering from delusional mental disorder, because it is difficult for ordinary people to describe such a real "story" in such detail as Chen An.

When Counselor Wang planned to solve Chen An's psychological problems through cognitive behavioral therapy, Chen An was keenly aware that Counselor Wang might have misunderstood his story.

"Doctor Wang, please pause, if everything that happened in my dream is true, then what is wrong with me psychologically in my dream?"

“...... Assuming that everything that happens in your dream is real, based on the characterization of your personality and behavior, I think you should have severe PTSD. Dr. Wang was silent for a moment.

"Is there a solution?" Chen An said directly.

"According to the current ...... of evidence-based medicine"

Immediately afterwards, Consultant Wang said a large number of special terms that were difficult for Chen An to understand in medicine, perhaps sensing that Chen An seemed to understand whether he understood or not, and finally Consultant Wang briefly summarized a few points.

Patients need a safe and good environment, a normal daily routine, and at the same time, they can slowly return to normal through continuous psychotherapy and medication.

Chen An nodded, indicating that he roughly understood what Consultant Wang meant.

If he had stayed in modern society and lived like a normal person, his psychological problems would have healed sooner or later, but he couldn't do this.

At the end of the consultation, Dr. Wang prescribed him some medications, all of which were related to calming down depression, and told him that it was best to take time out for psychological treatment frequently.

"Dr. Wang, I know that it may be difficult for you to believe that a dream can have such a big impact on people, but I think that we will meet often in the future, so in order not to affect my psychotherapy, it is necessary for me to let you understand my situation thoroughly......"

Before standing up from his seat and preparing to leave, Chen An suddenly said with a serious expression.

"Mr. Chen, please speak. ”

Counselor Wang still smiled politely.

"I've said I've killed a lot of people in my dreams...... But you don't know how horrible I am to kill so many people, do you?"

Chen An's face gradually cooled, and the temperature of the entire office dropped a few points for a while.

"And I want to show you another side of me. ”

As soon as the words fell, Counselor Wang suddenly fell off the chair as if he saw something extremely terrifying, and his body trembled backwards unconsciously and struggled away.