Human food sex

When going to bed at night, Chi Gui once again mentioned the psychological counseling during the day.

The bay was still the same, and his emotions came very quickly. Wrapped in the quilt, he turned his back to him, staring silently at the thick darkness.

This is quite different from the usual him, in the past every day he stayed by Chigui's side as much as possible, with one hand on his firm chest, feeling extremely at ease.

"You don't have to go if you don't want to." Chi Gui said lying on the bedside, "but I'm worried."

"There's nothing to worry about." He's fine now, better than ever.

The operation of the restaurant was smooth and the daily work was orderly. Not only did he not make any mistakes, but he also took over the burden that Zhao Qinghe originally assumed.

At the beginning, Chigui would receive calls from him every day, sometimes because he didn’t know how to deal with disputes between guests and restaurants, employees and chefs, or how to make plans and study menus.

After a period of time, the calls for help became less and less.Instead, he came back late, and called twice in three days to inquire about the situation, and the answers he got were the same—couldn't be more satisfactory.

Haiwan is growing at a speed visible to the naked eye, and the childishness in front of him is not contradictory to the independent side outside the home.

For a junior high school graduate with only part-time work experience, his changes are almost rare.

This is of course due to Chigui's hard work and help, and more importantly, Haiwan himself is willing to work hard.

So he doesn't feel like he has anything to worry about, in fact, he's in the best shape of his life right now.

Although he looks tired and seems overwhelmed, who can do everything without effort when struggling in the city?

Chi Gui understands his mood at the moment, what Haiwan is experiencing now is exactly what he has experienced before.

Not everyone has the courage to face up to their true self, and being able to face up to a bleak life is what a warrior does.

"Then we won't go." He had to take another way, a roundabout way.

"Come here, I'll hold you." Chi Gui patted the mattress beside him, "This place is yours."

The bay hesitated for a moment, then slowly moved over.

"Can you fall asleep now?" he asked knowingly.

Chi Gui circled his left arm, embraced him and said, "I told you, it's not that I can't sleep, it's just that I'm not used to it. Except for you, I've never shared a bed with anyone before."

"How is that possible?" Bayside asked him, "Where are your parents? They also hugged you to sleep when they were young."

"No, when I was a child..." His words froze on his lips.

Haiwan suddenly said: "By the way, you got sick when you were young. I'm sorry, I forgot."

"It's okay, I promise you, I won't let you see a psychiatrist anymore." Chi Gui said after deliberating, "But I can't see you, would you like to accompany me?"

His fingers draw circles on Bay's chest, reassuring.

The latter hesitated for a long time, and nodded in the night: "Okay, but I don't want to see him...I'll wait for you outside."

"You can sit in the car and wait for me." Good, at least there's progress.

The two fell silent in unison.

Haiwan stared at the ceiling for a while, then suddenly asked, "Are you counting sheep?"

"..." Chi Gui said in a deep voice, "The 150th and fifth."

"Actually, counting sheep is useless." He said loudly, "I've tried it, and it doesn't hypnotize me at all."

Chigui sighed helplessly: "I know, I don't count because I want to hypnotize, it's more like a kind of psychological comfort. Compulsive behavior is meaningless, if I don't count, it will make me mentally anxious and lead to insomnia. "

He didn't understand very well, and Haiwan didn't delve into it, so he rubbed his neck and said, "Then you count, I will count with you."

"One sheep, two sheep, three sheep... 88 sheep... 360 four..."

At the end of the count of eight hundred and three, they fell asleep.

In the middle of the night, the sky was drizzling, the surrounding fog was indistinguishable, and the space between the sky and the earth was white.

The ice at the foot of the bay is cold, and the wind blows in from an unknown place, blowing away the broken hair from the forehead.

He stepped forward step by step, Chi Gui was standing there, revealing a faint back.

"Late return." He called softly, and the tone seemed to spread into the valley, bringing out bursts of hollow echoes.

The person on the opposite side didn't respond, Haiwan patted him on the shoulder, the smile that hadn't opened suddenly froze on his lips, and Hai Changsheng's face appeared in front of his eyes.

"dad……"

He lowered his head and took half a step back slightly.Hai Changsheng raised his hand suddenly, and a slap flew over.

Haiwan touched his face, but felt no pain.When he raised his eyes again, everything disappeared, and his eyes fell on the soles of his feet, and he was suspended above the clouds.

While he was in a daze, his footsteps faltered and he fell down suddenly.

"what--"

"Wanwan...Wanwan?"

Haiwan woke up suddenly, only to see a blurred face in front of him, which seemed to be late return.

He frowned, patted his face with his hands, and opened and closed his thin lips, as if he was saying something.

"Wake up, Wanwan. It's me, I'm late."

"I..." Haiwan opened his mouth in a daze, "What's wrong with me?"

Chi Gui wiped off the sweat from his forehead, and said softly, "You're having a nightmare."

He clapped his hands to wake up the voice-activated light, pulled him to his chest and lay on his stomach, and stroked his back to comfort him: "What did you dream about? He kept muttering."

"I can't remember it, but I remember being afraid." Haiwan nestled in his arms with lingering fear, feeling his warm chest, and gradually woke up from the dream.

After a while, he said sullenly, "Also... I'm a little hungry."

"Hungry again so soon?" Chi Gui smiled, "What do you want to eat?"

"Hmm... snail noodles?" Haiwan also smiled, "I saw people eating it on the Internet, and the pictures look delicious."

Chi Gui clamped his chin, lowered his voice and said, "In the middle of the night, you want to eat stinky snail noodles at home?"

"Ah." Haiwan nodded his head and said with a grin, "Is that okay?"

Chi Gui twisted his ears, lifted the quilt and went out.

Haiwan hurriedly stepped on his heels, saw him writhe in front of the refrigerator, sat on the high stool and said, "I bought two packs today, and they are in that big brown paper bag."

When he was messing around in the supermarket today, relying on the fact that he didn't have to pay the bill himself, he bought two large bags of snail powder, five bags in one, ten bags in total.

Chi Gui didn't look carefully at the bill, so he didn't know that he had planned it earlier, so he took out two bags and asked, "Are two bags enough for food?"

"It's enough, let's eat together." Haiwan held his face and said, "I'll just eat what's left of you."

"I'm not hungry." Chi Gui went to the cabinet at the entrance and found the key next door, and said with a calm face, "Go to your side, don't even think about eating here."

Haiwan followed behind him with his snail powder in his arms, complaining in a low voice, "You can't stink here, but I can stink there, so selfish, selfish, selfish, selfish, selfish."

"Do you want to be beaten?" Chi Gui glared at him, opened the door, rummaged through his small kitchen for a long time, and took out a cooking pot, "Have you paid for the natural gas here?"

"I've handed it over..." Haiwan turned on the gas stove with a guilty conscience, and after a long time, the blue flames "boomed" and said, "How is it? Let's hand it over."

Chi Gui sat down on the pot with a cold face, put in two packs of rice noodles, covered the glass lid and said, "The salary will be paid in a few days, what do you want to treat me to?"

"You still remember." Haiwan stared at the bubbling pot of "Gudu Gudu" and muttered, "It's my first salary in the hotel, and I have to pay you back. You can't be extravagant."

"Little money fan." Chi Gui scratched the bridge of his nose, took out the rice noodles, rinsed them in cold water twice, put them in the side dishes, boiled the meat sauce buns and poured them into the bowl, said in a bad mood, "Eat quickly, finish eating sleep."

Haiwan smiled, grabbed the chopsticks and took a bite, his eyes immediately narrowed into two bridges: "It's delicious, it's really delicious!"

"Better than crab noodles?" Chi Gui asked quietly.

"Well, it's delicious!" Haiwan couldn't hear his words at all, and blurted out triumphantly.

Chi Gui suddenly turned cold, wiped the bar, walked back, and said: "After eating, wash the dishes."

"Hey—don't go." Haiwan picked up the bowl and ran to the door, "Aren't you going to eat with me?"

"Eat by yourself, and sleep here after eating." Chi Gui said with his nose not his nose, his eyes not his eyes, "I'm sleepy."

Haiwan's mouth was full of red oil, and he tugged at his sleeve: "What's wrong with you, aren't you happy when I eat?"

"No...you eat it quickly." He paused, then compromised: "Forget it, you can take it and eat it."

The room was filled with the smell of sour bamboo shoots, Chi Gui turned on the ventilation fan, waited for him to finish eating with a look of disgust, ordered him to brush his teeth twice, and then reluctantly let him go to bed.

Haiwan lay beside him with his swollen belly, arranged himself into a "big" character, and expressed cheerfully: "Oh, it's so comfortable. Eat enough and sleep, life is like this!"

Chi Gui tapped on his chubby belly, and snorted, "We're talking about philosophy, like a ripe watermelon."

"That's your watermelon too, don't you hate it?" He turned over and fell on the frozen snail's shell, "Hold me to sleep."

"Again." Chi Gui smiled and closed his eyes.

During the few days when the typhoon passed through, the hotel business was booming, with fewer staff and more guests, and the bay was very busy every day.

The exam was coming up, and besides work, he had to make up for photo shoots during his breaks, and he had to find time to read books in the morning, noon and evening, and soon forgot about the psychological counseling.

Taking advantage of his unpreparedness, Chi Gui asked him again on Thursday night: "You have been running around for the past two days, and you will be on vacation from the day after tomorrow. Take a good rest after the exam. I will go to the doctor tomorrow, will you accompany me?" "

"Go, go." Haiwan said hesitantly, picking the grilled eel in the bowl, "But I have to go to work tomorrow, so I don't seem to have time."

"It's okay, I'll go in the afternoon." Chi Gui took a sip of the red wine in his hand, and continued to seduce: "If you don't want to, you don't have to go. Then you have to wait, and I will pick you up in the evening. Or you can take a taxi Go home and reserve one in advance."

Haiwan pursed his lips, pouted and said, "I'll go, then you can pick me up after get off work."

"You don't have to force yourself if you don't want to go." Although Chi Gui wanted him to go, he didn't want him to go in pain, he hoped that he would be willing.

Haiwan was held by him, and he said softly, "I told you, I won't force you."

"Don't force it, I'll just wait outside." Haiwan really wanted to be by his side at this time.

Chi Gui patted his heart, watched him filling his stomach in a hurry and then took the initiative to ask Ying to do hygiene, took his mobile phone to the terrace, and called Zhuang Yi.

In the evening of the next day, Haiwan handed over the job, walked out of the hotel anxiously, and stood in the autumn wind waiting for him.

It was getting dark early today, and the crescent moon could already be seen at six o'clock.

Chigui drove directly to the hotel entrance, picked him up and handed him a cup of hot milk tea: "What you want, double pearls."

"You really remember." Haiwan pulled out the straw and plunged it into the plastic bag, "I just said it casually last night, but you actually remember it."

"Just talking about it casually?" He said before going to bed last night that he wanted to drink chocolate milk tea, and he wanted hot milk tea with more pearls. The detailed description is not "just talking about it".

"I'm afraid you bought the wrong one." Haiwan bit his straw, looking in a good mood.

Chi Gui glanced at the windshield and asked, "Will you go in later?"

"I'll just wait for you in the car." He rolled his eyes vigilantly, "It won't be long anyway, just go in by yourself."

"Aren't you bored in the car?" Chi Gui said lightly, "Zhuang Yi and I are talking inside, you can wait in the living room. He has two cats at home, don't you want to see them?"

Haiwan doesn't like Zhuang Yi, but he likes small animals. He hesitated again and again, gritted his teeth and said, "Okay, I'll go in and wait. But I won't talk to him, so don't think I'm rude."

Chi Gui let out a "hmm" and didn't say anything else.

The carriage was eerily quiet, and the topic of psychological counseling ended abruptly, making the atmosphere unavoidably embarrassing.

Haiwan chewed on the pearl balls with a "creak creak" and said, "How do you know Zhuang Yi?"

After he finished speaking, he regretted it. It was not good to mention anyone but Zhuang Yi.

When Chi Gui heard the question, he didn't talk much about psychological counseling, but instead talked about his medical history: "Zhuang Yi was introduced to me by Dr. Green. They are college classmates, but at different levels."

"I saw many psychiatrists back then, even psychiatrists. In fact, at the beginning, like you, I was extremely repulsed by psychological counseling."

"Then why did you take the initiative to see a doctor again?" Haiwan interrupted and asked.

Chi Gui turned a U-shaped turn, and continued: "Many people reject psychiatrists, but their psychological problems and troubles in life will not disappear because they avoid medical treatment."

"Most people, after seeing a doctor once, eventually choose to continue seeing a doctor when practical distress corners them."

"What if we don't go?" Haiwan felt that he could persist.

Chi Gui twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "If you don't go, you will either heal yourself or be swallowed up, and there are quite a few suicides. So many people will still go back, including me."

"When I saw the doctor for the first time, I was very young. At that time, my dad tricked me into the children's psychological consultation room by taking me to the astronomy center to see the stars."

"Then your dad really took the trouble." Haiwan couldn't help being envious, he had never had such a harmonious father-son relationship.

Chi Gui nodded and said, "Yes, I was considered a problem child at that time, even though I never caused trouble, and my grades never made them worry."

"After seeing a psychiatrist, I was diagnosed and treated for a long time. Many people will always carry this disease, and they will relapse when they are stimulated. I am considered lucky."

Especially after meeting Gulf, he felt that he had reached an unprecedented state of health.

"During middle school, I hated psychologists very much. At that time, I gradually had social pressure, and I could no longer immerse myself in my own world, so my life transitioned from enjoying being alone with myself to the depressing stage of accepting pointers, but it was also tolerable. .”

"Until my dad died, I drank a lot every day, learned to smoke, and ... spent the night with different people—people I didn't know the details about."

"Ah?" At this age, Haiwan has already thought that even if he has never really loved, it is impossible for him not to spend some time or a few times with others.

But when he really heard him confess, Haiwan still felt so sour.

"What, are you unhappy?" Chi Gui looked at him, "I'll be 35 next week, do you think I might be as good as a jade today? I didn't know you before, Wanwan."

"I know... I'm not unhappy." He lied, he was indeed unhappy, but he didn't hold a grudge.

Chi Gui took a deep breath and said, "You have reason to be upset, I was really terrible during that time. I don't know who wakes up on my sofa every morning."

"I only know that they are clean. Because I heard that when I was drunk, I still asked them if they had a physical examination and if they had a bath..."

Haiwan couldn't help laughing when he heard the words: "You are a big clean freak!"

"All in all, I almost ruined my life." He said, "Fortunately, I met Zhou Rong at that time, and he was the one who went to the restaurant for his birthday last time."

Haiwan remembered that it was the good-looking Dan Fengyan who had a boyfriend with peach blossom eyes.

"At that time, I lived in the old house left by my dad. I met him in a bar, and after a few chats, I took him home."

"But he didn't talk to me like everyone else... On the contrary, he actually recommended me to join AAMeeting, which is a kind of mutual aid association in the United States."

"Of course I was annoyed, but he seemed unreasonable, but in fact he was very patient, and he came to annoy me every day. I had no choice but to go with him. Later, I witnessed a person in AA committing suicide with his own eyes."

"He is my sponsor, a mutual aid mechanism. He is my helper. He has quit drinking for eight years and his mental state is very good, but he still chose to commit suicide."

Haiwan's heart suddenly missed a beat, and his mother also chose to commit suicide.He once hated it, thinking it was an act of cowardice.

Now I'm not sure.

Chi Gui continued: "This incident hit me very hard. I was confused for a few months. I took a break from school to travel and went to many places. Everywhere I went was a completely unfamiliar environment. The more I traveled, the more empty I felt. "

"I found that I have been imprisoning myself in a locked house all the time. Just like you, it seems that there is nothing wrong with it on the surface, but I can never get out."

He added: "For me, it's unwillingness to go out, and you are afraid to go out."

Haiwan drooped his head and refused to admit it.

Chigui didn't force him, and said to himself: "From then on, I started to ask for help."

"I have seen many psychiatrists, and I have read many books on this topic. I have experienced hypnosis, attended lectures, and I have done everything I can, but there has been no significant effect."

"Until I met Dr. Green, she studied under Alice, a famous American contemporary psychologist, and she is also an academic who graduated from Columbia. She has been giving psychological counseling to celebrities, and her professionalism is first-class."

"More importantly, when I first met her, I felt that she fit well. Everyone is like this. The level of a psychiatrist is one thing, and whether it can be matched is also very important."

Haiwan picks at the door handle of the car, thinking that he and Zhuang Yi must not get along.

Chi Gui said again: "She helped me a lot, and when I returned to China, I kept in touch with her via video. But I needed to get in touch with people, so she introduced Zhuang Yi to me."

"In all fairness, among so many doctors I have seen, Zhuang Yi is definitely at the top level. He is also very easy-going. You really don't have to hate him. After all, work is work and life is life."

While speaking, the car has already driven into Zhuang Yi's community.

Chi Gui parked in the temporary parking space, unbuckled his seat belt and said, "Let's go, come with me."

Haiwan let out an "oh", closed the car door slowly, followed behind him and asked, "Well... if you don't cure your psychological problems, will you really commit suicide?"

"It varies from person to person, some people will when it is serious." Chi Gui said with his arms around his waist.

"Am I serious?" Haiwan was shaken by what he said, and said with the corners of his lips in his mouth: "Otherwise... shall I talk about it again?"

"Okay." Chi Gui smiled, "As long as you want."