After the divorce, the boss tore off my vest with his own hands

Sheng Tingye said seriously: "I work in a bar on the surface, but I am actually a first-level psychological counselor. I am good at psychological counseling, psychological healing, psychological reconstruction, and hypnosis. Your best friend said that you have many unhappy things suppressed in your heart. Hopefully I can get you to open yourself up, and if you trust me, I can help you come out.”

"First-level psychological counselor?"

Chu Zhixin was a little surprised and a little embarrassed.

She thought that this guy was just relying on skin to make a living, so he was gifted in that area!

"What's your expression like?"

Sheng Tingye smiled half-heartedly, gently brushing away the hair stuck to her cheeks with his long fingers, and said in a low and seductive voice: "You don't believe me, but you are still a little disappointed... In fact, in addition to healing your psychology, I can also heal you." Heal your body, if you need it."

"I do not need it, thank you!"

Chu Zhixin's pretty face flushed, she pushed the man away suddenly, sat upright, and said coldly: "Of course I don't believe you, you have been talking nonsense all night, how can you be a first-class psychological counselor? Woolen cloth!"

A first-level psychological counselor is the highest-level psychological counselor. In addition to solid professional knowledge, he also needs natural empathy and perception. How could he, a young courtesan who makes a living by his appearance, pass the exam?

"If you don't believe it, we can do an experiment."

"What experiment?"

"Have you ever heard of Fang Shuren's psychological analysis?"

"I've heard a little bit about it... it's just drawing a house, a tree, and a person on a piece of white paper, right?"

"Yes."

Sheng Tingye nodded: "After you finish the painting, I will analyze it. If the analysis is accurate, you can always trust me, right?"

Chu Zhixin thought it was quite interesting, so he readily agreed.

"Just paint, whether it's a mule or a horse, you can tell by taking it out for a walk."

Sheng Tingye found the colored pens and drawings, handed them to Chu Zhixin, and said with some anticipation: "Start your performance."

Chu Zhixin took it, sat in front of the coffee table, and began to draw seriously.

She is considered an all-rounder and is proficient in everything except painting, which is at the kindergarten level.

"First draw a house, then draw a tree, with some fruits on the tree, then draw some people..."

Sheng Tingye sat next to the woman, looking at her lying on the coffee table like a primary school student and drawing, and he wanted to laugh inexplicably.

He was used to seeing her sassy side, but suddenly she was so cute and cute. It was so cute that his heart melted.

He couldn't help but stretched out his palm and gently stroked her head with all his tenderness.

"What are you doing?!"

Chu Zhixin immediately raised her head warily, frowning and glaring at him.

Sheng Tingye took his hand back calmly and said calmly: "It's nothing, there are mosquitoes on your head."

"Nonsense, how can a mosquito bite your scalp? You guy... is so sneaky!"

Although Chu Zhixin didn't believe it, she didn't embarrass him too much. She pointed at the painting she had drawn and said, "I've finished it. You should analyze it and let me see what you are capable of."

Sheng Tingye picked up her painting and observed it carefully, her thin lips pursed tightly, and the lower half of her face outside the mask looked a little serious.

Chu Zhixin smiled and said in her heart: You're pretty good at pretending, I'll see how you make it up!

"It seems that your best friend is telling the truth. You have a lot of suppressed emotions in your heart, which are almost beyond your capacity. If you continue like this, it will be very dangerous and you will tend to suffer from depression..."

"It’s so funny that I eat delicious food now and feel in great shape. I’m so depressed! "

"You can lie to me with your words, but you can't lie to me with your paintings..."

Sheng Tingye frowned and said: "Most people will draw a chimney when they draw a house. Even if there is no chimney, there will still be doors or windows... These elements symbolize the exit, but your house is square, without a chimney or a door. There is no window, it is a completely closed state, which proves that you have deliberately closed yourself off and are unwilling to express yourself to the outside world..."

"..."

Chu Zhixin tightened her fingers slightly and stopped talking.

It has to be said that this little courtesan still has two brushes. Although she is always tough-talking and pretends to be free and happy, in fact, she hides many emotions deep in her heart and is unwilling to talk to the outside world.

"The tree next to the house has a straight trunk and deep roots, which proves that your original family brings you a lot of warmth, you have a deep attachment to your original family, and you want to repay your relatives... The fruit on the tree represents You are a person who values ​​results. Maybe there is something that has become an obsession in your heart. Do you hope for a result?"

"..."

Chu Zhixin continued to be silent.

This little oiran not only has two skills, she is a master, and every word she says hits her mark.

Sheng Tingye continued his analysis: "People in front of the door, you painted men, women, and children, which proves that under your strong appearance, you have a soft heart. Rather than conquering the world, you want to have a complete and perfect family, but This makes you feel ashamed, so you drew these three people very small, as if you wanted to deliberately suppress what you most longed for?"

Chu Zhixin let out a long sigh, clasped her fists at the man and said, "I admire you, I got it all right. I believe you are a first-level psychological counselor."

She kept many secrets deep in her heart, letting them moldy and rot, unwilling to face them.

She shoulders the mission of recovering her first family and the determination to avenge her parents. The so-called men and the so-called small family will only become a stumbling block for her!

"If people are suppressed for too long and closed for too long, problems will arise. Mental health is more important than physical health. If you trust me, you can talk to me. I said I want to be your interpreter. I am not joking. of."

Sheng Tingye looked at the woman and said sincerely.

He actually didn't lie. He passed the first-level psychological counselor exam many years ago.

Not to heal others, but to heal yourself.

The death of his brother once made him unable to support himself. If he had not had a strong sense of self-rescue at that time, he might have gone to extremes.

Before looking at Chu Zhixin's paintings, he thought that this woman was just temporarily depressed, but he didn't expect... her negative emotions had accumulated to such a terrifying level, even more serious than his back then.

If it is allowed to develop, the consequences will be disastrous!

He felt sorry for her and wanted to be a beam of light in her dark heart and lead her out...

"I know you need me, let me save you."

Sheng Tingye said softly and held Chu Zhixin's hand.

The man's hand was generous, warm, and full of strength, which inexplicably made Chu Zhixin feel at ease.

She put down her guard, took a deep breath, and said, "Okay."

Sheng Tingye adjusted the lights to soft orange, lit up relaxing incense, played soothing music on the record player, pointed to the soft recliner, and patiently guided Chu Zhixin: "Come on, give everything you have Tell me all your secrets."