football king

Both mother and son have their own persistence, even if most of their hearts are pretending to be each other, they will not give up their persistence. There is no doubt that they love each other, "Take care of yourself in Spain, but I don't need to care , Those businessmen are definitely not willing to let someone like you get hurt."

Lin Yue smiled self-deprecatingly, and was also very proud that her son could reach this point.

This is her child, and his child is admired and surrounded by thousands of people. How can she not be proud as a mother?

"Don't worry, I will take care of myself. Don't forget to sleep and eat as soon as you draw the design. You must check your body frequently. You should take good care of yourself when I am not by your side." Mordred's tone was full of nostalgia , because he had never tasted family affection in his previous life, he had too much attachment to Lin Yue.

And Lin Yue did take on this role. She gave care to his mother and father alone, which made Mordred love this mother even more.

It's a pity... In the end, he didn't listen to her and entered the entertainment circle, but stepped into the green field and became a genius who didn't deserve his name.

The mother and son talked to each other about what happened around them recently. Because they have been busy for a long time and haven't talked to Mordred, the call time this time is a bit long.

In the end, it was Mordred who saw that his appointment time was almost up, so he hung up the phone.

He went to the bathroom and cleaned himself up. The t-shirt and jeans had a faint scent of bergamot. He was young like a student walking in the university, enjoying the warmth and sunshine. You can even say that he is the warmth and sunshine. synonym.

No one can see that he has psychological problems just by looking at his appearance, but all these are in the past tense. Today he must face up to the past and not let these problems become obstacles to his career.

Mordred poured coffee and tea, put them on the table in the living room, and quietly waited for the person who should come.

He did not choose to take the initiative to find a psychiatrist, but chose to let the doctor come to him.

He is more or less exposed to the media in his current life. He doesn't want to see the doctor and there will be garbage media reports the next day, with headlines like "Future Real Madrid Star Suffers from Mental Illness".

So he got rid of Mendes and found a psychiatrist who came to the door. At least he completely trusted Mendes, and Mendes and his interests were aligned.

Mordred glanced down at his watch when the doorbell rang.

Just the sound of the doorbell made Mordred relax and open the door.

The psychiatrist didn't wear a so-called white coat. He wore an ordinary beige sweater with a pair of comfortable trousers. Maybe there was a warm-colored coat hanging on some cold shoulders outside. He had a gentle smile on his face.

It wasn't a fake smile, Mordred's keen senses told him.

Even his appearance was not outstanding, like a passer-by passing by casually on the road, unable to cause any waves.

Every detail of him is telling the other party that he has no intention of attacking, unlike a doctor but like a friend who is visiting.

"The weather is not bad today, but it's a bit windy. It must be quite tiring to come by car."

Mordred didn't wait for the other party to speak first, and took the initiative in his hands.

The expression on the other party's face didn't move, and he came and sat on the sofa in Mordred's way.

Looking at the steaming coffee on his side and the tea on the opposite side, John still sighed in his heart.

The little star is too alert.

When meeting him for the first time, John almost suspected that he was facing a provocative colleague.

Because Mordred is very warm both from the way of dressing and from the layout of the room. The off-white wool carpet is a bit messy but still warm. There are a few pots of green plants, and there is a dog lying on its stomach with its eyes closed next to the sofa.

There were a few pictures on the walls, already dusty, and it was obvious that his master hadn't noticed them.

This room is full of warmth, and it seems that there is nothing wrong with it at first glance.

But if you look closely, you can see that these things are too deliberate.

These are all things he can create. What he is facing is not a mental patient who is at a loss, but a patient who knows that he has a problem and only wants to treat it now.

The degree of difficulty is simply not soaring. The most rare thing is that he knows what is wrong in his heart and cannot correct it. This series of disguises makes John feel that he is not as smart as a 20-year-old boy.

Mordred drank tea, and slowly lowered his guard during the conversation with John.

This was the first time he saw a psychiatrist. I wonder if all psychiatrists start with small talk like this.

But he felt a little tired of this feeling, "Mr. John, I think we'd better get straight to the point."

The cup made a nice sound when it fell on the coffee table. He crossed his fingers in front of him, and leaned forward to make himself the most relaxed posture.

"I have always been unable to restrain myself. I always want to hide myself and show off." Mordred may feel contradictory in saying this, and adjust his language again "Or I like the feeling of being under the spotlight, So I tried my best to become what they wanted, but I was afraid they would hurt me."

"I used to conform to the image of everyone who liked me, but I was too arrogant. I got punished and got a new life. But I still can't change to satisfy their ideas."

Mordred dissected himself as if from the perspective of God, and since he decided to treat him, he would no longer hide it.

"This approach has not affected my current career, and even said that their existence has made me more... attractive to my career?" Mordred was not sure if this answer was correct.

John just listened quietly, and didn't have any negative emotions because of what Mordred said, and he didn't even have any doubts.

"When I was a freshman, I knew what I should do, but I was afraid of being hurt again, because I was too eye-catching..."

"And I would have nerve pain in my leg, because of that punishment, actually my leg is intact now, my brain thinks he should be hurting."

"These situations are all lessened when I'm with my lover, it makes me overly dependent on him, I don't like to use him, you know what I mean?"

After listening to John, he nodded to show that he understood.

Mordred wants to be direct, so John will also give him direct.

"You have post-traumatic stress disorder, and all your symptoms show this." It's just a little strange that Mordred didn't choose to escape. People who have this kind of situation will flee from the place that caused their injuries, And he's still relevant without his current career.

He doesn't intend to forget that memory, he wants to face up to that unbearable and even painful past.

After John understood Mordred's analysis, he really didn't know what to say.

"You just said that you will feel relaxed when you are with your lover, which means that your illness has not aggravated, or that you have conscious control over this matter and do not let him go out of range."

"If you don't want to be attached to others, you can try to change from the role of being protected to the role of protecting others, from a weak person to a strong person who can lead everyone. It doesn't matter if you rely on it, so the damage you receive now is not much, but it will let you escape."

Mordred was a little dazed when he heard this, but it was still the case.

Even if his leg was broken in his previous life, he was still the benchmark of the entire football world and the spiritual pillar of all club players. He could not show timidity, and he had to move forward even if his leg was injured. But at that time, his leg still hurt because he forced himself to .

So the illness has not recovered for a long time, and now everyone tells him that it is okay to relax a little, whether it is Lin Yue, Mr. Madman, or Chris, Captain Cassie.

They carried it all up just like he used to, telling him that he could relax to his heart's content... so his illness has been alleviated, but being too attached to others is also a problem.

But thinking of Mordred in this way, he felt a hot current rising from his heart, and his whole body was warm, warmer than the sun shining brightly outside the window.

It is precisely because he is surrounded by such warm people that his illness has been relieved.

But from today onwards, he can no longer rely on them, not only for them but also for himself...

"As expected of Mr. John, thank you...Although I have known this for a long time, it is really better for a professional to say this kind of thing." Mordred stretched out his hand to Doctor John. The doctor treated him with tender feeling.

As a guy who is super sensitive to emotions, I am so lucky to have such a therapist.

"As you said, you understand everything, but I just need to point it out. Your illness doesn't mind you taking medicine, and the illness that can be changed by the environment will eventually have sequelae after taking medicine. After a month, you determine the time. Will visit again."

Most of the psychotropic drugs have sequelae, so he still focuses on psychological counseling when treating patients, but there are some diseases that are not suitable and you have to take medicine, which is also unavoidable.

"Thank you." Mordred said thank you to the doctor from the bottom of his heart. He will start to change from today. I don't know if his 'beautiful' lover will be surprised by his change.

But Chris really doesn't have much to do with the word "beautiful". He is an orthodox tough guy, but his temper is a bit like a child, and his heart may be more childish than Mini. I don't know if this is some kind of "disease" because Real Madrid The stars also have this style.

Sometimes even Captain Cassie would fight with them, which was simply impossible in their previous lives.

So the environment here is really great!I've loved it all my life.

Dr. John, who walked a little further away, looked at the house, and really hoped that this kind child could be treated successfully.

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From this chapter on, Merris is no longer a weak person standing behind others, maybe he will rely on others but will not want to hide himself.