She is the Third Kind of Stunning

The bedroom in Luyinxi is not big, only about 10 square meters. The inner side of the bed is against the wall and next to the window.

Jian Qing was afraid of the dark, so Lu Yinxi didn't draw the curtains and let the moonlight pour in from the window.

She also bought star light strings in advance and hung them on the bedside and on the wall, making the room warm and yellow, warm and romantic.

"Can I hold you to sleep tonight?"

Before she finished speaking, before Jian Qing could answer, she blushed, hooked Jian Qing's neck, and pressed her body against it.

They were too close, and their breaths were intertwined. Jian Qing stared at her with dark eyes and remained silent.

Lu Yinxi smiled slightly, and was about to hug her into his arms, when Jian Qing suddenly reached out and wrapped her in his arms.

With the cold palm on his waist, Lu Yinxi was startled, almost biting the tip of his tongue, wanting to struggle out of Jian Qing's arms: "It's agreed, I'll hug you..."

Instead of Jian Qing hugging her.

Jian Qing ignored her, hugged her tightly, pressed her head on his shoulder, and then gently stroked her hair as if to comfort her.

"You bad guy..."

Lu Yinxi grunted, stopped struggling, and quietly nestled in Jian Qing's arms, rambling on and on.

Jian Qing wanted to concentrate and listen carefully, but her heartbeat and breathing were out of rhythm as she leaned against her soft body and smelled the fragrance of the person in her arms.

Subconsciously, she put her hand on her slender waist, rubbed it lightly, then suddenly opened her pajamas and stretched her hand in.

The palm touched the warm skin, soft and delicate, like suet jade that was about to melt.

Lu Yinxi bit her lower lip, and pressed Jian Qing's hand: "What are you doing? You're restless..."

Jian Qing didn't speak, and gently rubbed her shoulder with his chin.

Lu Yinxi's eyelashes fluttered slightly, and he whispered in Jian Qing's ear: "It's not too good for the New Year's Eve... Besides, my mother is next door. This is an old house, and the sound insulation is not very good..."

Jian Qing frowned, puzzled: "Sound insulation?"

Does it have anything to do with soundproofing?

She just wanted to stick to that skin.

Hearing her earnest questioning tone, Lu Yinxi couldn't tell for a moment whether this scum really didn't have that kind of thought, or was he just playing around, or that she had completely forgotten about such things.

This kind of thing... can't be forgotten, right?

This is the instinctive behavior of animals, humans are animals, advanced animals...

Before Za could figure out why, Lu Yinxi pressed Jian Qing's hand, groped towards his wrist, and found a hard object——

She also had a watch on her wrist.

"You forgot to take off your watch." Lu Yinxi reminded her.

When the two of them share the same bed, they will habitually take off the watches on their wrists.

Jian Qing hummed, remained calm, and wanted to withdraw her hand.

Lu Yinxi held her wrist and said softly, "I'll untie it for you."

She would like to be more intimate with her.

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." Jian Qing's voice was softer, but the movement of withdrawing her hand was unambiguous.

Lu Yinxi was stunned for a second, keenly aware of the abnormality, suppressed the smile on his lips, and held her hand again.

Jian Qing wanted to take it back, but Lu Yinxi insisted on helping him untie it himself.

Jian Qing shook her arm and struggled twice.

Lu Yinxi turned over and sat up, straddled her waist, glanced at her, quickly leaned over and kissed her lips, then took advantage of her moment of daze, raised her arm, untied the wristband of her watch, took off the down her watch.

The strap was removed, revealing a white wrist.

On the wrist, there are many scratches of different shades.

The old scratches are like sharp knives, cutting across the heart of Luyinxi, leaving new wounds.

Lu Yinxi stared at the scars by the moonlight outside the window, remained silent, trying to judge the approximate time period when the scars were formed.

"More than a month ago." Jian Qing took the initiative to tell her, wanting to withdraw her hand.

Lu Yinxi let out a cry, lowered her eyelashes, said nothing, grabbed Jian Qing's hand, and dropped a kiss on her palm.

Gentle kiss, along the arm all the way up, palm, wrist, scar, arm, shoulder, then, let go of her hand, leaned down, kissed the corner of her lips, looked into her eyes, eyes As if with a hook.

She was a little dazed, and reached out to hook Lu Yinxi's neck.

Lu Yinxi lowered his head, rubbed the tip of his nose against hers like a small animal, then kissed her chin like a dragonfly, moved away, and continued to stare at her.

Being looked at like this, she suddenly felt a little thirsty, raised her head, and couldn't help but move closer, wanting to kiss the person on her body.

Lu Yinxi smiled and avoided her attack.

Like a kitten, stretch out your hand to scratch and back away.

If you want to leave, you want to welcome or refuse.

She froze for a moment.

While she was in a daze, Lu Yinxi lowered his head and kissed the corner of her lips, and was about to leave when she suddenly pinned the back of his head firmly.

Then he turned over, and Lu Yinxi became the one below.

Lu Yinxi grabbed the bed sheet, blushing on his face, and said unconvinced: "I can also take the initiative below..."

"What's there to grab?" Jian Qing pressed Lu Yinxi, regained the familiar sense of control, covered Lu Yinxi's eyes, took the initiative to attack, and covered her soft lips.

The lips are close to the lips, feeling every inch of her softness, and then gently sucking and biting her lower lip to moisturize her lips.

In the darkness, their breaths were intertwined, and their lips and tongues were also intertwined.

The first kiss after the reunion.

With every touch, current surges, extremely gentle and lingering.

I don't know how long they kissed, their lips were already numb, after parting, it took a long time for each other to breathe evenly.

Lu Yinxi's fingertips rested on Jian Qing's wrist, stroking those scars back and forth: "You can't do this in the future..."

Jian Qing hummed, and assured in a low voice: "It won't happen in the future."

She will live a good life and spend her whole life with this person in front of her.

When she woke up the next morning, Gu Mingyu had already gone to work in the hospital.

Jian Qing looked at the breakfast on the table and felt ashamed for a while.

Lu Yinxi drank soy milk carelessly, and asked her, "What are you doing staring at it? Is it not to your liking?"

Jian Qing shook her head: "I'm thinking about it."

She thought that she was diligent enough, and she was still much inferior to Gu Mingyu.

When Lu Yinxi rolled his eyes, he guessed what she was thinking, bit the straw, and said: "In those days, it was not easy for students who came out of the mountains. Women had to stay in surgery and achieve some achievements. It’s not easy, if you don’t work hard, you will be stepped down by others.”

Jian Qing hummed and began to peel the eggshell.

Lu Yinxi became interested, and continued: "Most of the sacrifices for the family were women. In the past, some of her colleagues were in surgery. After getting married and having children, they basically switched to internal medicine and administration, saying they wanted to take care of the family. Not only in the medical industry, but in all walks of life, women have to pay more if they want to climb to the top."

For example, in the entertainment industry, it is difficult for actresses to receive scripts after they are thirty or thirty-five. Most of the time, they can only play some roles such as mother-in-law and mother. The flowering period is short, while male actors can be fresh meat when they are young. , in their thirties and forties, they can still match actresses in their early twenties.

Jian Qing said succinctly: "Social problems, problems of the whole world."

Lu Yinxi nodded: "Yes, it can't be solved by just a few people, it may take the efforts of several generations."

As a public figure, what she can do is to use her influence to set up some charitable funds to subsidize female students and allow more women to receive education.

What education brings is not only a paper diploma, but also the cleansing of the mind and soul.

After breakfast, Lu Yinxi rode Gu Mingyu's electric car and took Jianqing to visit her elementary school, middle school, and university campus.

Jian Qing sat in the back seat, wearing a pink helmet, with a look of disgust in her eyes.

Lu Yinxi was doing ideological work in the front: "To go to so many places, riding a bicycle is too tiring; driving to see the flowers is boring, and it is not convenient to park; riding this little donkey is the best choice, and you can stop anytime, anywhere. Comrade Qing, please don’t pick and choose.”

Jian Qing folded her arms, expressionless: "Why, give me the pink helmet?"

Lu Yinxi smiled, "Because it's cute."

Such a cold person, wearing such a pink helmet with small windmills on his head, is extremely cute.

After walking around the various campuses, Lu Yinxi carried her back to the hospital near the family building.

When he was ten years old, his grandmother passed away, and Lu Yinxi was taken back to the city by his mother, and lived with his mother in a family home near the hospital, separated from the hospital by a wall, and lived there for ten years.

She grew up near hospitals and watched premature babies who were abandoned there at birth.

At the beginning, thousands of people scolded and accused the parents of being irresponsible. Later, it was discovered that the mother was a girl under the age of 16. After being raped, she did not know she was pregnant, and finally gave birth to the child in the toilet.

How could a girl who couldn't even support herself support a premature baby, so she had to be sent to the hospital, hoping to be admitted to the hospital.

She has also seen the old man who is lingering and unattended on the sick bed, wearing glasses, kind and friendly.

When the intern nurse couldn't find a blood vessel, he would smile and say it's okay, take your time.

Mingming was full of children and grandchildren, and when the nurse called to urge the payment of medical expenses, no one came to pay the money, and when the doctor called to sign the informed consent form for the operation, no one came to sign.

At first, everyone sympathized with him, but later learned that when he was young, he gambled, drunkenly, domestically abused, and forced his wife to death. In the end, he was released after only a few years in prison. Now that his wife is dead and his son is separated, no one wants to care about him .

Later, when she was a trainee in the oncology department, she encountered more things.

It is one of the departments with the most depressing atmosphere in the hospital. Every patient in a bed can write a story of joys and sorrows: a young man suffering from cancer receiving treatment alone, a mother whose daughter has cancer and has no choice but to steal money...

Later, she left this industry, thinking that she would never get in touch with people and things in this field again, so she went around and found another partner in a white coat. For the rest of her life, she would have to see a doctor at home every day.

Lu Yinxi sighed and smiled: "Maybe this is fate."

She accepts this fate, absolutely.

The small electric car stopped at the downstairs of the family, and Jian Qing jumped out of the car, knocking her out of her head, ignoring her long and short sighs: "I'm hungry, let's eat."

Lu Yinxi rubbed his forehead: "I just want to eat, you don't care about me anymore."

After the Spring Festival, everyone returned to work one after another.

Lu Yinxi originally settled in Beijing. After the Chinese New Year, she packed her luggage and moved to Shanghai.

Her work requires traveling all over the country. Jian Qing has a quiet personality. Except for academic exchange activities, she needs to go abroad and go to other cities. The rest of the time, she mostly stays at home.

In addition to her own professional research, Jian Qing also began to dabble in psychology.

Although Lu Yinxi didn't mind her forgetting the past, she couldn't let go of that dream.

The advantage of teaching at a university is that you can rely on endless academic resources and have close contact with various authoritative interpretations.

There is a specialization in surgery, although they are all medical, but she only went to the Department of Psychiatry and Psychology at the undergraduate level. She has learned some basic theoretical knowledge, and has never been exposed to research on the correlation between psychology and dreams.

She looked for an open class taught by a psychology professor.

"Hardman's conjecture theory believes that dreams are the process by which the brain processes complex emotions. Dreams are a place where there is no sense of repression and insufficient psychological defense. Connections that cannot be established in reality can be realized in dreams.

In the eyes of ordinary people, dreams are delusion and illogical, but in fact, dreams do not come out of thin air, just like, if you have never read a book, but this book appeared in your dream, you will never know The specific content of this book, when you want to know, the brain will wake you up.

The details in the dream come from real life, a casual sentence, a scene, a guess...everything you see can become the introduction of the dream.

Dreams can piece together the messy and illogical details of reality. It seems absurd, but it is also reasonable. People in dreams will not notice the abnormalities. "[1]

In short, dreams are made up of the details of reality.

"Psychologists have also concluded that animals, including humans, have a strong learning ability in dreams.

The California Institute of Technology Memory Institute conducted an experiment in which a small white mouse was placed in an artificial maze during the day, and it stayed in the maze for a whole day, recording the state of the nerve impulses of the small white mouse at different positions, and at night the small white mouse During the sleep of the white mice, it was found that the nerve impulse pattern of the white mice was close to that of the daytime. In fact, this is the process of the white mice recalling the details of the maze in their dreams.

Another example is that we humans often dream of experiencing crises, including fighting, being chased, being naked, jumping off a cliff, drowning, etc. In fact, this is a simulated behavior.

Anti, a Finnish cognitive psychologist, believes that the process of simulating escape in the REM sleep stage of humans is actually a behavioral legacy.

From the point of view of evolutionary psychology, simulating escape in dreams is a human survival instinct that has never disappeared. Dreaming is like nighttime, and escaping at night is undoubtedly the safest time to escape. It can be considered that dreams are a kind of survival instinct. The process of adapting to evolutionary threats, simulating crises in our dreams, helps us emerge from them in reality. "[1]

Jian Qing listened thoughtfully.

Simulating escape in dreams helps human beings escape from crisis in reality...

Does simulating and reproducing psychological trauma in dreams also help to get rid of psychological trauma in reality?

She went to the psychology professor to ask about this problem.

The old professor laughed loudly: "Of course there is. Freud said that dreams are the fulfillment of subconscious desires.

Dreams can satisfy people's desires and achieve the purpose of venting their emotions.

If a person is wronged, suffers unexpected grief or cannot satisfy a certain desire, he will often meet a good person in his dream to persuade him, so as to relieve the pain, get comfort, and satisfy the desire.

For example, during the "Cultural Revolution", some people were branded as so-called traitors, spies, and gangsters. These people often cry, yell, state facts, and tell reasons in their dreams, thus venting their feelings and relieving or partially relieving their mental pressure and tension. This is very beneficial to people's health.

Dreams can reveal people's true emotional state and psychological state in reality, so as to solve psychological contradictions, resolve emotions, and eliminate hidden dangers of disease. "[1][2][3]

Jian Qing asked again: "Who is that good person usually?"

The old professor replied: "Generally, it is someone you have met in reality, someone you have a crush on, or someone you feel kind to. Even if you don't know each other in real life, you must have seen his face and it will be remembered by your brain." live."

Jian Qing thought of the billboard opposite the house.

During that time, she could indeed see Lu Yinxi's face every day.

"What about the forgotten dream after waking up?"

The old professor said: "There is a view that dreams hide some kind of trauma you have suffered, so that there is resistance to the facts, and it will be forgotten by individuals.

Of course, there are other views. For example, a study by Nagoya University in Japan found that a hormone called 'MCH' can inhibit memory. When dreaming, we secrete these hormones, which inhibit the formation of memories, and when we wake up, we forget the dream. "

"Is there a way to recall the details of that dream?"

The old professor waved his hand: "I haven't seen this kind of research yet."

Jian Qing lowered her eyes in disappointment, thanked her, and prepared to look for other methods.

The old professor spoke again: "However, I have tried it personally. When I was half asleep and half awake, I recalled some of the more memorable pictures in the previous dream. After I fell asleep, I had the opportunity to dream of that dream again. Including the mood swings in the previous dream , can also be awakened. You can try."

The implication is that the way to uncover the sealed dreamland is to enter the dreamland itself again.

But she can't remember any pictures about that dream, how can she recall it?

It took Lu Yinxi almost a year to completely draw what happened in that virtual world.

On the day the painting was finished, she was still on a business trip in Beijing, and she mailed the album to Shanghai, and told Jian Qing to read it several times, maybe she could remember it.

It's been almost a year, but she doesn't really expect Jian Qing to remember, she just wants to give Jian Qing the memories of the two of them as a gift.

Three days later, Lu Yinxi got up early and had a conversation on the phone with Jian Qing. Hearing the sound of clipping on the other end of the phone, he couldn't help but ask, "What are you doing?"

Wearing a Bluetooth wireless headset, Jian Qing replied, "In the old house, take out the previously sealed medical books and take an inventory of my mother's belongings."

"Why do you suddenly want to organize those..." Lu Yinxi muttered, and then reminded, "You have to take a look at the stack of pictures drawn by your mother. There are three members of your family on it."

Not only her mother and her sister, but also her existence.

Jian Qing hummed.

She has seen it.

Lying on the bed, Lu Yinxi began to imagine romantically: "I remember that in that world, Aunt Ruan died of illness in May or June, and in the real world, she died around 5 or 6 o'clock, what a coincidence. When I was young, my grandmother said that when people die, they will become stars in the sky. Maybe your mother and your sister turned into two stars, brought us to that world, and let us meet. Then, my father and I The two stars that grandma turned into brought us back to the real world, where we met again in reality..."

Jian Qing was merciless and punctured her romantic fantasy: "If she knows that I like women, she will break my legs."

"Go, go, I won't talk to you anymore! I want to go out and earn money to support you!" Lu Yinxi muttered fiercely to Jian Qing, hung up the phone, put on makeup and went out to talk to the director about work.

She didn't remember until late at night, before asking Jian Qing, did she think of anything after reading the album?

Thinking about it, she couldn't help wondering, was it because she remembered something that she went to the old house to unseal those books and mother's belongings?

After thinking about it like this, before he got home, he just walked to the gate of the community. Lu Yinxi kicked the snow beside his feet, stepping on the snow with one deep foot and one shallow foot. He couldn't help calling Jian Qing, and got straight to the point Ask: "Mr. Jian, do you remember anything?"

"Student Deer."

A cold voice sounded from the other end of the phone.

Suddenly, my heart beat faster.

Lu Yinxi raised his hand to cover his chest, feeling the beating of his heart in his palm.

Jian Qing called that nickname that can only be called in the virtual virtual world...

"The degree of love, from level 0 to level 10, now, which level are you at?"

The simplicity of that world, the favorite digital grading method...

The voice was getting closer and closer, as if someone was standing in front of her and speaking.

Lu Yinxi stopped and looked at the figure in front of him, his heart trembling.

"Level 10, Teacher Jian, now it's level 10..." The answering voice trembled.

Hearing Lu Yinxi's answer, Jian Qing smiled lightly, hung up the phone, and walked towards Lu Yinxi step by step.

Lu Yinxi stood in the snow, tears streaming down his eyes, and walked towards her.

It coincides with the first snowfall and the full moon in the sky.

There are bright shadows on the bottom, and bright silver on the top.

And she came with a smile.

Between moonlight and snow, she is the third stunning color.

The author has something to say: Well, the finale is over. The next plan is to revise the article, review and summarize, update the episode, practice writing, and create a new article outline. It is initially estimated that a new article will be published in mid-July or at the end of July. After six months, I am familiar with the readers who often leave comments and bubbles. Thank you for your company and encouragement, and thank you to those friends who did not bubble up but followed all the way. Thank you for helping me and recommending me. It is a very lonely thing to build a strange virtual world with words brick by brick. Although this world has flaws of one kind or another, it is very interesting to gather strangers from all over the world here and share my world. one thing. Reading texts pays attention to close-eye relationship, and the network is connected by a thread, cherish this relationship. jpg, everyone!

References for this chapter:

[1] Interpretation of Dreams. Translated by Xia Jinling, Freud. Coal Industry Press. 2016

[2] Pamela Bernabei. Dreams and Ontological Psychology’s Analysis of Dreams [A]. World Association for Psychotherapy. Abstracts of Papers of the Fifth World Congress of Psychotherapy [C]. World Association for Psychotherapy: Chinese Psychological Association, 2008: 2.

[3] Li Wenman, Wang Chun. The Cause and Significance of Dreams [J]. Journal of Hebei University of Science and Technology (Social Science Edition), 2004(04):51-54.