You can't afford to hurt a man wearing an anti-theft badge

Although it is autumn, he was fully armed and wearing a full coat in the house. On Saturday, he still felt very hot. After a while, a layer of sweat broke out on the back of his neck. He unbuttoned his coat, pulled open the collar of his shirt, and took off two more Buttons are a little more comfortable.

When Baibai's neck was completely exposed, a large blood-red hickey on the collarbone and in the fossa of the neck was also exposed to Chen Ke's eyes. Chen Ke stared at Saturday's neck, clasped his hands on his knees, Very large, leaving fingerprints on the back of the hand and the tiger's mouth.

"Can't you be nice to yourself?" Saturday held Chen Ke's wrist, "Let go."

Saturday's strength was weak, but Chen Ke obediently let go of his hands, his eyes dodged, and he didn't dare to look directly at Saturday.

"I'm sorry," Saturday lowered his voice, "Is it because of me? Because I'm in the anti-theft chapter... Did you bring the other two personalities out just to save me?"

"No." Chen Ke suddenly raised his head and stared at Saturday, "Of course not."

"But... I think it's because of me..." Saturday said, "The two of them disappeared from the anti-theft badge, and then appeared here with you. There is obviously a causal relationship between these two things."

"Yes," Chen Ke didn't intend to hide Saturday, "but it's not what you think. They are my personality and have always existed with me. However, I couldn't control them at the beginning. The situation at that time It was so bad I had to go to a psychiatrist."

Listening quietly on Saturday, the hand holding Chen Ke's arm never let go.

"The psychiatrist heard that I often write, and suggested that I use the 'writing method'. I use this method to weave other personalities into my novels. They have various flaws and cause harm to others. , but in the fictional world, they can develop as they please without worrying about hurting real-world people."

"I've heard of this method!" Surprised on Saturday, "However, I always thought that this method is useless, very mysterious, just like Freud's psychoanalysis, which is very powerful in theory, but it cannot be solved. Practical problems."

"No, practical problems that can be solved. Freud said that creation is the result of suppressed hormonal impulses. Creators transform action energy into language energy, thereby releasing excess energy without affecting real life." Chen Ke After all He is a student of philosophy, these are his old professions, and he can continue smoothly after he mentioned it on Saturday, "The writing method is the same, I have been using this method, when I write this personality When he is there, he can become my object, and I can look at him in all directions and find a way... to solve him, but obviously, I failed, but you succeeded. "

"What?" Saturday was confused.

"I tried some methods to give the personality an ending in the story. For example, like Feng Zixuan, I gave him the ending of losing everything and becoming a god alone. I thought I could say goodbye to him, but unexpectedly, it formed his The obsession with it dragged you in, causing you a series of troubles..." Chen Ke explained.

"Although I don't quite understand... But, you said that you have tried to write the personality into the novel, and give 'them' an ending? In other words, not only Feng Zixuan's personality?" Saturday asked in surprise, "Xiao Chen "Ke" doesn't count, "Little Chen Ke" is just a personality that Chen Ke accidentally wrote in prose as a record, and Chen Ke didn't take the initiative to weave any world for him.

Chen Ke paused: "I know you are very smart, and you will discover my secret sooner or later... But I would rather you discover it later, so that I can still maintain a good image in front of you." Speaking of which , he has a gloomy look on his face, and the moment when the secret is revealed is always painful, but trying to cover up the truth is not a deception of Saturday?Chen Ke envies those simple and innocent people who can live under the bright sunshine. They can express their likes easily, and they can also accept others' likes without any burden, but he can't.

"Chen Ke, you are wrong to think that way. Everyone has various problems. For example, I have cleanliness. This alone is very annoying. You may not imagine it. For this, I basically didn't talk about it. What kind of real love is there, every time someone enters my life circle, I feel uncomfortable all over." Saturday took Chen Ke's left hand and put it on his face, feeling Chen Ke's stiff fingers due to the accident, Saturday smiled and rubbed his palm, "I also hate being touched by others. When I was in college, my roommate said that I was covered in itchy flesh. Every time I wanted to make a joke, my reaction would be very violent. , so that they dare not get close to me. I don’t like playing basketball and football, and I hate sports that require close contact, so I was often nicknamed by people in middle school, as you know.”

"Ayan, what's wrong with you?" Chen Ke stared tenderly at Saturday, Saturday's comfort, like a warm stream in spring, slowly soaked into Chen Ke's heart, soaking every inch of it that was cold and hard because of the weather. The land, awakening the seeds buried deep below, making them ready to move, "You...it's too late for people to like you."

"You like it," Saturday said. "I'm unpopular among the boys. I used to be miserable, uncomfortable, and I thought something was wrong with me. But now I don't think so. I think, God must be In order for me to wait for you and give you all my feelings, that’s why I drew a clear line between me and other people.”

"Ayan..." Chen Ke was speechless, he just wanted to hug the person in front of him into his arms and melt into his body, never leaving him.

"So, tell me, how many personalities do you really have?" Saturday asked.

"I..." Chen Ke hesitated for a moment.

"Twenty-four?" said Saturday. "There's a book called Twenty-Four Billies. Do you have as many of them?"

"...Not that many." It was a serious matter, but when Saturday said this, Chen Ke actually wanted to laugh, "Including me, there are 4."

"Only 4." Saturday breathed a sigh of relief, "I've known 3 now, not many. Is the other one also male?" As far as Saturday knows, the split personality may have a different gender from the main personality, If Chen Ke splits into a girl, that's also possible.

"Ah."

"Is it... the domineering president?" Saturday tentatively asked.

"What domineering president?" Chen Ke was puzzled.

""The Special Assistant to the Domineering President"." Tip on Saturday.

"...Have you read that book?" Chen Ke frowned.

"It was a good book," Saturday said. "I just read the beginning, but it was interesting."

"It's not a domineering president." Chen Ke said.

"That's the author of Xiao Huang Wen?" Saturday was even more curious.

"No." Chen Ke said, "It's a murderer."

"Huh??" Saturday shrank his neck in fright.

Chen Ke raised the corner of his mouth.

Saturday curled his lips: "This joke is not funny at all."

Chen Ke didn't say a word.

Surprised on Saturday: "Aren't you kidding me?"

"Don't worry, that personality no longer exists." Chen Ke said.

Saturday with lingering fears: "How... how did you do it?"

Chen Ke was silent for a moment, and replied: "I learned to give myself hints during that time."

I know on Saturday that under the same sky, some people have smooth sailing, while others have to spend all their efforts to maintain "normality". "Ordinary" is a luxury for them.Chen Ke is such a person.

Saturday also knew that he chose Chen Ke, not only chose Chen Ke's gentleness and sincerity, but also chose a responsibility to help Chen Ke climb out of the big pit and return to the responsibility under the sun.

"...Since it has been resolved, that's good." Saturday said, "When you want to tell me someday, I will listen carefully."

"Yeah." Chen Ke stared at Saturday. Saturday was stronger than he imagined. Because of this, he didn't like Saturday being polluted by his dark side. He would work hard towards the place where the sun shines, because he didn't want to see Disappointed and sad by Sat.

"Okay, now let's pull it back." Saturday said seriously, "First solve your current problem, my suggestion is, let Feng Zixuan come out and talk to me."

Chen Ke was about to object immediately.

"I know what you are worried about. To be honest, I don't think there is anything wrong with your split personality... If you are worried, let's go to a professional psychiatrist for consultation. Sample?"

I took all aspects into consideration on Saturday, and finally settled on psychological counseling, whether it is professionalism or privacy, it is the most appropriate choice.

Chen Ke had no reason to refuse.

"Yes, actually, I have a psychiatrist I know well, and I have been looking for him all the time." Chen Ke said.

"I also have a psychiatrist that I know... But if you know the one who is more familiar with your situation, you can go to him." Saturday said, "It's better to hit the sun than to pick the sun, let's go now."

Chen Ke was surprised. He looked at the outfit that Saturday had already packed, and suddenly realized that Saturday had planned to do this from the beginning. He was not going to leave, but to take Chen Ke out to see a psychiatrist.

"Do you have any other plans today?" Asked on Saturday, he found Chen Ke hesitant.

"No, no..." Chen Ke got up, he hesitated for a moment, and kissed Saturday on the forehead. This kiss did not contain any desire, but cherished and loved from the heart.

Dazed on Saturday, he grabbed Chen Ke's skirt and pulled the latter back who wanted to escape with a single blow: "I love you." Saturday raised his face and kissed Chen Ke's lips.

During the intertwined breath, Chen Ke whispered, "Me too."

Chen Ke called a car and went to the private clinic opened by the psychologist.

In a place like City B, where the land is very expensive, the psychiatrist did not have a rich man to rent a frontal house in the city, but chose a quieter place in the suburbs of City B, where the roads are smooth and the public facilities are complete. It's perfect for a psychiatrist.

Moreover, he doesn't worry about the source of customers. In a fast-paced metropolis like City B, there are not a few people with serious psychological problems. Among them, there are many rich people, and some are even free from illness. They don't mind. Traveling a long way to come to such a small place for psychological consultation, so this psychologist also made a small profit.

When Chen Ke and Saturday came to the second floor of the psychiatrist's new purchase in the suburbs, they both had the idea that "the psychiatrist makes so much money" at the same time.