Amnesia becomes daily

The woman's makeup is not heavy, and the ink-dyed skirt looks like a fairy in the world, and there is a gentle expression between her eyebrows and eyes.But the moment he saw Qiming, the slightly twitching corners of his eyes revealed his originally sharp facial features.

Qiming felt uncomfortable being watched by her, and wanted to go up and ask him clearly.The woman didn't give him this chance, she left a complicated look, turned around and left.

weirdo……

"I met Qiming again, did you come here specially to find me today?" Cheng Jue was wearing a long white coat, much softer than yesterday.

"I'm actually just..." At first, I was looking for an excuse to say that I was just passing by, but after I opened my mouth, I couldn't help thinking of what Cheng Jue said before that friends should be honest with each other, and then changed his words, "Yes, I left in a hurry yesterday and didn't have time to leave a contact information for each other. So today I came here specially."

Cheng Jue raised his eyebrows, as if he didn't expect him to be so calm, and wanted to test again, "Then when I was receiving guests just now, I saw you wandering by the side of the road alone, are you hesitating whether to come up to me? "

"You!" Qiming didn't want him to be so direct, and was willing to answer such a shameful question, so he gave Cheng Jue an angry look.

"Hahaha..." The rare Cheng Jue, who could only smile like a spring breeze, laughed indistinctly, "I'm just kidding you, so nervous."

Cheng Renmei just finished sorting out the information of today's consultants, and when she looked up, she found that the atmosphere between her cousin and the handsome guy who just arrived was a bit strange. She didn't want to disturb them, but, "Dr. Here we come, shall we receive other guests today?"

"Huh? No, then you can rest today, and I'll close the door later." Cheng Jue took the documents from Renmei and led Qiming to his office.

When Renmei heard this, she picked up the bag she had packed earlier and rushed out of the gate without saying a word, and finally waved goodbye to Qiming, "Hi sir, goodbye sir, I wish you a good day."

"This girl..." Qiming couldn't understand.

Cheng Jue was dumbfounded by her, "That's my cousin, who has been working here as an intern for the past few months. She went to a butler school abroad despite her family's objections, and when she came back, she started talking in such a weird way." With a glass of boiled water, he signaled him to sit on the single leather sofa in the office, and he pulled the wooden armchair beside him and sat down.

"It can be seen that your cousin is very enthusiastic, as long as you like some things."

"Also, don't tell me that you really only came here to ask for a phone number."

"I... To be honest, I don't know what to say, but..." Rather than saying that the hesitation before was whether to meet, it was better to say that it was a entanglement in announcing the illness.

Cheng Jue leaned forward, pretending to be listening, and looked at him gently, encouraging him to speak out with his eyes.

Qiming took a deep breath, "About the noon of the day before yesterday, I suddenly...don't remember anything about myself, yes, it's amnesia. Whenever I want to recall something, my head hurts suddenly, I'm... I'm like an empty shell... the outside is like this, the inside is, blank."

Seeing that his lips were trembling uncontrollably, Cheng Jue put the water on the table into Qiming's palm.After drinking water, my mood calmed down a lot. "Actually, I just want to forget. As far as the skills I have acquired now, I can still live smoothly. But until I met a stranger that I should have been familiar with."

Hearing this, Cheng Jue suffocated and became nervous in vain.

"It's my best friend in high school, I don't remember him." Cheng Jue's eyes dimmed for a moment, "I can't understand the excitement of seeing friends who haven't seen each other for so many years. So, I'm just a bystander, watching Wang Mo alone Excited. Sometimes, even I myself don't know whether I and Bai Qiming are one. "

"You said... Where did I go wrong? I don't want to tell my relatives and friends that this kind of thing happened, no, I don't even know who they are now, and I'm afraid to meet people I "knew" before. I doubt the people around me. Everything, I... I don't know what to do."

The room was quiet for a long time, only the sound of the pen sliding across the paper and the "da da" sound of the clock, Qiming raised his head and found that Cheng Jue didn't know what it was, and then took the pen to write on the paper draw.

"Cheng Jue?"

……

"Zhang... Doctor Zhang?"

"Well, you doubt everything around you, but you don't doubt me?" Cheng Jue looked up into his eyes.

For some reason, Qiming seemed to feel a trace of sadness in his eyes, and began to panic inexplicably, and naturally made an excuse for himself, "This... isn't it because you are a psychiatrist."

"Yeah, that's pretty good."

"what?"

"It's okay, your current state doesn't affect your daily life, does it? I mean, except for the kind of...fear that will be brought about by meeting people you should know. Is it correct to describe it like this?"

"Yes, that's how it feels."

Cheng Jue put the pen and paper aside and sighed, "Actually, if you tell your relatives and friends about your situation, your pressure will be relieved a lot, and you won't be as trembling about everything around you as you are now."

"But...but I just don't want to tell them, I just don't want to."

"Patients with dissociative amnesia tend to find a sense of security in their relatives and friends, but it seems that you are very different. Can you tell me how many people you have been in contact with since you realized your amnesia? People categorized as 'relatives and friends'?"

"At most...one is Wang Mo, my best friend in high school I told you before. But according to what he said, we haven't seen each other for several years, and we are not as close as we imagined. And looking at the circle of friends before, I I feel like I don’t have the kind of relatives and friends around me that I can talk to…”

"No?" Cheng Jue was taken aback, "So it means that you just didn't find someone you can rely on in time, because you are surrounded by strangers. But you always remind yourself 'don't tell them', right? It means... among these relatives and friends in your subconscious, there are people you don’t want to meet? Going deeper and assuming, is it possible that the person you don’t want to meet is the source of your amnesia?”

"I don't know."

"Generally speaking, the cause of amnesia is either your own genetic defects or life trauma. According to your situation, the biggest possibility is that you may have experienced an accident, and this accident has something to do with yours. Relatives and friends are related, so they are subconsciously avoided. The best treatment is to recall, remember the events that may cause amnesia."

"But the head hurts, not to mention we don't know what I've been through in the past."

"If you recall it yourself, headaches are inevitable, so you need professional guidance."

"Did you mean hypnosis?"

"Yes, it's the quickest way, if you trust me."

"You mean this method is risky?"

"Correct."

……

Qiming didn't answer the conversation immediately, but looked at Cheng Jue's slightly lowered head and his hair twirled in a daze.For a long time, "Although I don't know if you are worthy of my trust as a psychiatrist, but..."

"Huh? Wait, I don't like to hear what you say. I'm very capable in business. If you don't believe me, I can show you my qualification certificate!" After Zhang Chengjue interrupted, the originally dull atmosphere relaxed a lot.

"That's not what I mean! What I want to say is... no matter what your level is, I have an inexplicable sense of trust in you, so I believe in you."

"You really blindly believe in your sixth sense." Cheng Jue laughed, "But your choice must not be wrong. Of course, hypnosis is just a means. Long-term treatment should be combined with the treatment of stressors and drug assistance."

"You're a bit like a salesman."

"Really? Since you don't want to get past information from your relatives and friends, you should at least know your basic information. This will have less impact on your daily life. After all, this is not the city where you work and live."

"That's right, but where can I get the information?"

Cheng Jue walked to the desk and pretended to be mysterious, "Sit down and don't turn your head, I have a solution." Only a few sparse voices were heard, and after a while Cheng Jue came over with a laptop.

Qiming's personal information is impressively displayed on the computer screen, from elementary school to work... It is clearly his personal file! "You, how do you have such a thing, where did you get it?"

"I have a friend who works in the police station, and I asked him to help get it."

"so fast?"

"Well, in fact, I sent him a message as soon as I heard about your symptoms." After finishing speaking, Cheng Jue stretched out his hand and turned the screen that was originally facing Qiming back.

"Huh? How did you..."

"The information will definitely tell you, but not in this form. I give you a glance to make you believe that the information I give you is not made up, and it is also a burden on yourself to accept too much information in one go. We always Come on a bit, today... Well, let me see, let's start after you work."

Information fragments:

"Northern Star Psychological Counseling", a strange woman came to Cheng Jue's consulting room, inexplicable trust in Zhang Chengjue, Cheng Jue's personal file about Qiming: 15th grade economics department of H University, minor in media design, after graduation, first in A brother worked in a studio opened on Ruogu Avenue in H City. Two months later, he went north to apply for an advertisement design job in the marketing department of Daxiao Media. One year later, he was successfully promoted to a department manager.