Human food sex

"Shall we pick up where we left off last time?"

Zhuang Yi smiled and looked at the hostile person in front of him.

Haiwan clenched his fists and said, "I came here to return late, so don't think too much about it."

"Oh?" His expression fell into Haiwan's eyes, and he was particularly embarrassed, "What would I think too much?"

"Can you talk nicely?" He tried to calm down, but Zhuang Yi always seemed to have the ability to make him irritable, just like he always had the ability to screw things up.

Zhuang Yi said solemnly: "Mr. Haiwan, the premise of psychological treatment is that the patient voluntarily accepts the treatment."

"It's true that many people are disgusted with consultants who pierce the truth, but I hope you can at least cooperate, otherwise our conversation will be meaningless. It will only delay each other's time."

"How do I cooperate?" Is he not cooperative enough?

"It's very simple - trust me, answer my questions, and tell me your troubles." Zhuang Yiwen said softly.

"This is a service you bought with money, and everything you say will be kept secret. You have nothing to worry about, you can relax, say whatever you want, and treat me as your tree hole."

tree hole?

Haiwan paused, tried his best to correct his mentality, and said apologetically, "I'm sorry, my attitude is not very good, I..."

"I understand that self-analysis has never been easy." Zhuang Yi said considerately, "If you don't want to talk about those unpleasant things, we can talk about topics that interest you, such as late return."

"Late return?" Haiwan's interest really increased. "Can I talk about him? How can I talk?"

Zhuang Yi explained: "I need to keep my client confidential, so I have to ask for his opinion before deciding whether to tell you what he told me."

With that said, he got up and went to the door to inquire about the late return.

Taking advantage of his absence, Haiwan ventured around the room, and saw bookshelves on both walls, and many photo frames hanging on the left wall, most of which were photos of Zhuang Yi and another man.

He smiled so brightly that it was as if the golden moments of his life were frozen on paper.

Not long after, Zhuang Yi opened the door and walked in: "He agreed, and I will selectively disclose his information to you."

Haiwan is in a good mood, and Zhuang Yi is the one who has peeked into Chigui's heart, and he is about to tell himself the most secretive features in that deserted area.

"I think it's up to you to confide first. Just tell me what you want to say." He sat back on the sofa chair.

"I don't know what to say." Haiwan unconsciously grabbed the sofa cushion with his fingers, "He and I are fine now."

Never expected to be good.

Zhuang Yi smiled and said: "You can talk about the little things that happened in your life, or the problems that bother you, just do whatever you want."

"Well..." Haiwan thought for a while, "It's really not a big deal, it's just a very ordinary life. But I really like us like this, it feels very real and happy, and being ordinary is also a blessing."

"You are very intelligent." Zhuang Yi praised, "It's a pity that not many people can think like this."

"Many people look for happiness by holding their hands, and never look down. In fact, what they pursue is in their own hands. Do you think you have been like this?"

Looking back on his past, Haiwan doesn't think he ever had the most ordinary happiness: "I wasn't before, only now."

"Why do you think so?" Zhuang Yi asked.

"Because it's true." Haiwan said frankly, "My family's situation is quite special, and it's different from other families. Haichang—I mean my father, he beat my mother since I can remember, and went out to gamble every day. My family’s life is terrible, and you can’t understand it even if I tell you.”

Zhuang Yi was persuasive: "If you don't tell me, how do you know I can't understand it?"

"I told you, anyway, my dad is not a good person, at least I think so." Probably because he touched the scene of love, Haiwan lowered his voice and said sadly: "My mother was depressed and alcoholic, and later committed suicide."

"How old were you then?"

He pondered for a moment, and said uncertainly: "I don't remember clearly, I just remember that I was wearing a school uniform, a primary school uniform, and a red scarf around my neck."

"If you are in elementary school, you should be at least seven years old. That period of time should be the best age for people to remember. Generally speaking, such things should not be forgotten. Unless..."

"what?"

"Unless you were too young to bear such a big blow, the brain's stress mechanism helped you deliberately blur this memory to protect you." Zhuang Yi said firmly. "Do you still have any impression of what happened back then?"

Various emotions were mixed on Haiwan's face, his brows were furrowed, and he said in a daze, "I can't remember, my mother... I just remember that I always dreamed after she left."

"What dream?" Dreams are mirror images of reality.

"In the dream, she asked me to watch the door for her, and she seemed to be running away." Haiwan said disappointedly: "But every time I ran halfway, my dad chased me out, and then I woke up."

Hearing this, Zhuang Yi was silent for a moment, and asked, "You in your dream have never helped your mother escape successfully, not even once, have you?"

"Yes." Haiwan nodded with difficulty.

"Why do you think your mother took her own life?" he asked again.

Depression, of course.

Bay told himself so.

"I don't know." He looked down at his toes. "It may be that the condition is too serious, or it may be that my father can't stand it. Anyway... I really don't know."

"Do you think the latter possibility is great?" Zhuang Yi seemed to have deep meaning.

Haiwan sensed his hint, and said in a daze, "No, it's not big. If it's because she can't stand my dad, she doesn't have to do it. She can divorce and leave instead of staying and continuing..."

"How about going on?" He asked softly.

"Go on, take care of me." Haiwan stared blankly at the terrace, his eye circles gradually turning red.

After a while, he finally admitted: "Maybe... Maybe it's because of me that she stayed and put up with my dad."

Because of him, because he wanted to give him a complete family, he decided to persevere and endure.

Even though he was overwhelmed, he still did not escape. In the end, he couldn't bear it and chose to end his life.

It was him, he indirectly forced his mother to death.

"In the dream, you didn't help your mother watch the door, right?" Zhuang Yi's tone suddenly became extremely serious, "She told you to watch the door, but you didn't, did you let him down?"

Bay doesn't want to hear it, doesn't want to hear it.

He buried his face in his arms, let out a suppressed hiss, and refused to answer his question.

"Isn't it?" Zhuang Yi refused to let go, and asked sharply: "Did you let her down, didn't you?"

"No—no, I didn't!" Haiwan cried out in pain. Facing his aggression, he stood up abruptly and roared: "She wants to stay! She doesn't want to run away, she doesn't want to run away! It’s not that I didn’t keep an eye on the door, it’s not me, it’s not my fault!”

Zhuang Yi didn't say a word, just looked at him quietly, just like that.

Haiwan looked into his calm eyes, felt that compassionate gaze again, his nose was sore, and he burst into tears.

He slid to the ground like a small abandoned animal.

Zhuang Yi walked over slowly, stroking his back and said: "Yes, she chose to stay, it was her own choice."

"You didn't disappoint her, never. She left, not because she was disappointed in you and didn't like you anymore. She was just sick, just like you."

"But she..." Haiwan said sobbingly, "It's because, because of me... that I stayed...."

"No, it's not." Zhuang Yi's voice was like a whisper in a dream, floating from a distant place, "She chose to stay because she was sick and made a wrong choice."

"You lied." Haiwan cried helplessly like a child, "She is because of me."

"Did you ever ask her?" Zhuang Yi squatted side by side with him, "Did you ask her not to leave, did you ask her to stay?"

Haiwan was taken aback, and said hoarsely, "No, no."

"Even in the dream, you let her go, so you help her watch the door, right?" Zhuang Yi smiled softly, "You are a kind and good boy, and you have always wanted to save her. "

"Yet you are too young to save her. You have caused no one's misfortune, they have brought it to you."

"They brought it to me." Haiwan subconsciously repeated after him, "She's just sick."

"Yes, she's just sick."

"She's just sick, she's just sick..."

Zhuang Yi patted him on the shoulder, made a gesture of "hush" to Chi Gui who pushed open the door, and tiptoed out.

Chi Gui took his place, squatting beside him, hugged the muttering man tightly into his arms, and followed his back all at once, silently accompanying him.

Haiwan didn't wake up on the way back, perhaps because his mood fluctuated too much, and he fell asleep exhausted at Zhuang Yi's house.

When he came out, Zhuang Yi told him that he might be very quiet these days, with a sensitive and fragile heart, so take care of him carefully, make him happy, and don't give him pressure and a sense of restraint.

Chi Gui answered one by one, his heart was full of what he should do in the exam tomorrow, whether he should talk about it next time.

He parked the car, picked him up and carried him all the way to the bedroom to lie on the bed.Haiwan tugged on the quilt spontaneously, with wet eyelashes under his lids, sleeping ignorantly.

Chi Gui changed his pajamas for him, wiped his body with a wet towel, and turned off the light.

The night was very gentle.

Haiwan woke up the next day, held his head and thought for a long time, suddenly remembered the scenes of last night, and felt panicked.

He dressed in a hurry, washed up and ran out, and saw Chi Gui was sitting at the table eating breakfast.

"Get up?" Without looking up, he pointed to the crispy beef noodles on the opposite side and said, "Eat quickly, go to the exam after eating. If you don't leave, you will be late due to traffic jams."

Haiwan said "Oh", grabbed his chopsticks, fiddled with two sun eggs and asked, "Why are there two? I can't finish it."

Chi Gui cleared his throat and said, "The test... [-] points."

"You still believe in this." Haiwan smiled "puchi", "My grandma also believed in this. She gave me the exams when I was a child, but unfortunately I never got a hundred points in the exam."

"Whatever you say, hurry up and eat, two eggs are not enough to shut your mouth." Chi Gui finished his last sip of coffee, went to the entrance to put his pencils and signature pens for the exam into a transparent pencil case, and asked : "Jennifer has already given me your admission ticket and exam notice, what about your ID card?"

Haiwan swallowed the beef noodles, two suspicious blushes appeared on his face: "Uh, ID card, I just carry it with me, don't worry about it."

"Let's put it here together, you will forget about it later." Chi Gui urged, "Hurry up and get it."

"Can you..."

"No."

Haiwan rubbed his feet, reluctantly walked to the guest room, searched in his bag for a long time, took out his ID card and gave it to him.

Chi Gui glanced at it from the corner of his eye, and asked with the corners of his lips hooked: "Guanwanwan. Well, when did your name change to three characters?"

Haiwan poked the egg yolk in the bowl fiercely and said, "It's always been three or three words, but it's too ugly, so I only said two words to people."

"Does it sound bad? Haiwanwan." Chi Gui intentionally bit the last "wan" sound, "Hurry up and eat Haiwanwan. After eating, I will take the exam."

"..."

Haiwan finished his meal, put the bowl in the dishwasher, changed his clothes again, and went out, "Shall we have dinner together at noon?"

"I have a meeting at noon, you can eat by yourself." Chi Gui pointed his phone and said, "There is a so-so hotel near the school. I have booked it. You go there to have lunch and then sleep. I went to report to Jennifer." Just a phone number."

"What about the night?" Haiwan then asked, "Shall I see you at night?"

Chi Gui shook his pencil case, stuffed it into his hand and said, "Don't run around at night, I'll pick you up. The police haven't made any real progress yet, and those people may find you at any time. You take your mobile phone with you, Wait for my call after the test."

"No, mobile phones are not allowed in the exam, otherwise it will be considered cheating." Haiwan was cautious.

"You are not allowed to take it in." Chi Gui opened the car door, fastened his seat belt and said, "You can put it on the podium after you go, and let the invigilator watch, there will be no problem."

Haiwan asked hesitantly, "Can it work? Will it be confiscated?"

He looked innocent and foolish in worry, Chi Gui stretched out his hands to pinch his earballs, and said with a smile: "What are you afraid of, it's normal."

"Really?" Haiwan grabbed the bright yellow zipper on the pencil case and said, "I haven't taken any major exams, how would I know."

"What kind of big exam is this?" Chi Gui disagreed, "Actually, the bigger the exam, the more formal it is, and the less harsh it is. As long as you don't violate the hard and fast rules, it won't make things difficult for you."

Haiwan was skeptical, and walked all the way to the gate of Provincial No. [-] High School. Looking at the high school campus he had never been to, his heart was full of excitement, envy and nervousness.

The late car was too ostentatious at the gate of the school, people around looked sideways, wondering which nobleman came to take the exam, whispering and speculating.

He didn't avoid suspicion, and asked all over the collar of the bay: "Are you nervous?"

"A little bit." More than a little bit, he was so nervous that his stomach throbbed.

"The best way to overcome nervousness is to destroy the importance of the thing that makes you nervous." Chi Gui said solemnly, "Why are you nervous? Are you afraid of doing something wrong or failing the exam?"

Haiwan nodded blankly, and listened to him continue: "Even if everything you worry about happens, you do something wrong, you fail the test, what's the worst thing you can do? At most, you can't pass it, right?"

"Yes." Haiwan nodded again.

"So what if you can't pass it?" Chi Gui said, "At most, you won't get the certificate this time, and you can take the exam next spring, right?"

"Yes, yes." Haiwan agreed without thinking.

Chi Gui rubbed his hair and said: "So, if you fail the exam, you will fail the exam. It doesn't matter. If it's a big deal, you can take the exam again. If you understand this, there is nothing to be nervous about."

"I know." After Haiwan finished speaking, he avoided the hand he extended again, "Don't move my head, all the knowledge has been rubbed away."

He stroked the broken hair on his forehead, took a deep breath and said, "Then I'll go in, and reward me with delicious food tonight!"

"Go," Chi Gui rarely joked, "Gulf Bay."