This situation

After walking out of the consultation room for a few minutes, and before he had time to appreciate the nice street view of the French Concession outside the consultation room, Liu Banxian called, "How are you doing?"

"What's the matter!" I have already met with the consultant according to her intention, so do I still have to report the whole process?Regarding his mother's tone full of gossip, Xuan Ming didn't find it funny, nor was he angry. The moment he pressed the call button, he became impatient.

Liu Banxian asked: "How is the consultant?"

Consultant?It was the same as the photo I found before I went, she was a girl with good facial features, but I couldn't find any flaws at first sight. "Human." Xuan Ming thought for a while and replied casually.

Liu Banxian: "...If you're not a human, can you still be a dog?"

"That's not impossible. Sun Honglei is like a dog, Chaplin is like a cat, and there are many who are like a horse, like a bird, like an orangutan."

"...specifically?"

specific?I only vaguely remember the outline.It is not the awl face that is sought after nowadays, it is not the Korean surgical face that is enough to train eyesight or find faults in group photos, it looks kind and familiar.From her professional point of view, she looks pretty good.Xuan Ming said: "How can I remember, in the dark room, under the dim light, how can I remember what she looks like. If you want to see what she looks like, go to her for consultation."

Liu Banxian: "Then what do you guys talk about? How did it go?"

It's not a negotiation, how can it be negotiated?Xuan Ming, who was already at the critical point of hair explosion, stroked the hem of the white owl-patterned dress on his body, smiled, and said, "Since you found the person, go and ask her."

Sure enough, there was a sound of breathing on the phone first, followed by Liu Banxian's growl, "You, you, are you going to piss me off! I asked her and she would tell me? She told me where can you go for consultation?" Compared to watching With a mysterious face, Liu Banxian pays more attention to professional ethics.She herself abides by the ancestral precepts, from generation to generation, regardless of whether the ancestral precepts are in line with the times.

"Then what do you think, if you ask me, I will tell you?" If you can tell your mother, you also need to talk to the counselor?What's more, the first consultation can only be regarded as a retreat, testing each other - more often, the visitor is testing the possibility of continuing the consultation, chatting about herself one after another, and she didn't go voluntarily, she was forced.

"Then you can't even tell what you look like?"

"It's not impossible, it's just that I don't remember. Liu Banxian, I'm here for psychological counseling, not for a blind date, okay? Besides, you don't care about their parents! It's none of my business, as long as I don't get frustrated , she didn’t give me money to ask me to show her a picture. Mom, do you still have something to do? If you don’t, you’ll die.” In the midsummer, the wild auricularia hid among the sycamore trees along the street, screaming like crying for injustice. It made people feel more and more irritable.

Liu Banxian: "Hey, I just..."

"I know you just care about me." She knew that her mother cared about her, with a bit of apology from beginning to end for judging her life arbitrarily, but this care and apology did not bring her a different choice.

Both mother and daughter fell silent at the same time, and it took a while for Liu Banxian to say "Come back early" and hang up the phone.

After talking for a long time in the consulting room and then answering such a phone call, Xuan Ming shook his head until his mouth was dry.There is a convenience store across the street, with dirty red decoration——Liangyou, the rice balls are not as delicious as 7-11 and Family Mart, and they are not as good as Lawson, which is in decline. If there is another choice.There is no other choice.

Xuan Ming walked into the convenience store, picked out mineral water and took a box of mints to pay the bill.After taking a few sips of water and throwing a few mints in her mouth, the cool taste of mint diffused between her teeth and cheeks, and she breathed a sigh of relief.What is the counselor like?Heh, she really couldn't remember, she vaguely had the impression that the other party had a round face, big eyes, and looked very nice.It's a pity that there is a smell of Tibetan incense in the consultation room.The man also said, sorry.

When the consultant heard that she was a fortune teller, he was taken aback for a moment, completely unaware of what kind of profession this was.She explained that the other party had a look of disbelief.

She remembers telling her that fortune tellers and consultants are half of the same industry, relying on people's hearts for food.She intentionally put together fortune-telling, which many people sneered at and called it superstitious, and psychological counseling, which has an embarrassing status and has a reputation as a pseudoscience of civil science. After she finished speaking, she smiled instantly.

Although she does feel that counseling has something in common with fortune-telling, both being a reading of fate.

Counselors disagree.

Oh, it's so rare and strange.

Sniffing his nose, it seemed that the hidden fragrance was still lingering in the air. Xuan Ming's nose was very sensitive, but unfortunately, the hidden fragrance was not pungent.

If it's pungent, she can take the opportunity to attack, anyway, she doesn't want to do any consultation.The most annoying thing is that the consultant looks about the same age as her, and he looks pretty pleasing to the eye, even more pleasing to the eye than that little lady psychiatrist of Guan Ning, and his speech is not annoying, neither self-righteous nor earnest, which hurts She couldn't take advantage of her strength and made an appointment for the next time.

Next time... what, what a nuisance.The mints were crunched by her, as if they were about to crush her teeth.

The taste of mints is the same as before, but the feel of the box is a little different.There is a line of small characters and an abrupt QR code printed on the bottom of the box. I didn’t have this when I bought it last week. Could it be that the packaging has been changed?Looking at the small print, Xuan Ming couldn't help laughing.

"Do you believe in evil?" Pointing to the QR code.

As a numerologist handed down from generation to generation, do you think I believe in evil or not?This is an activity thought up by someone in the secondary market, it's ridiculous.

Sneeringly stuffing the mint box into his pocket, Xuan Ming walked towards the subway.

Do you believe in evil?

There is also a convenience store at the exit of the subway station. Thinking of the phrase "Do you believe in evil?", Xuan Ming approached the store with a smile, and found the exact same mint box. a QR code.Comparing the two boxes together, the words "Do you believe in evil?" are particularly dazzling, like a challenge or a kind of temptation.

There is no wealth management software or payment software in the mobile phone.

The address book has been backed up, and it doesn't matter if all the photo albums are lost.

The chat log is deleted casually, and there is nothing unnecessary to save.

So……

After scanning the QR code, a prompt suggests to continue the follow-up operation in the wifi environment.

Such a thoughtful reminder, how can people not follow the good advice?

Back home, after greeting Liu Banxian, Xuan Ming plunged into his room, threw a mint candy in his mouth, and continued to scan the QR code.

What could it be?Pandora's box?Aladdin's magic lamp?Shen Wansan's cornucopia?Or a fisherman's goldfish?

The screen of the mobile phone was gray at first, and after a few seconds, a cursor flashed in the center of a piece of black and gray.

At this time, the consultant's name came to Xuan Ming's mind - Song Jiayan, and her long hair, soft and slightly curly.Once upon a time, she had curled her hair like this through her fingers.

From the ipad on the side, a coded and synthesized voice first came out: "Liu Cong, hello." At the same time, the words "Liu Cong, hello." appeared in the center of the phone.

"Click" to crush the mints.Liu Cong is Xuan Ming's real name, and Liu Banxian often called her Cong Cong when she was young.Ever since she took over her mother's post and called herself Xuan Ming, her mother rarely called her that.

Now that everything is connected to the Internet, this computer program is so evil that it is comparable to a ghost.Xuan Ming believed that if she turned on the computer at this time, the effect displayed on the computer would probably be similar to that of the iPad. "I'm not good." She laughed at herself, "It's really cheap to provoke evil even though you believe in evil."

"I don't understand what you mean." The voice and words appeared at the same time, each word stopped.Synthetic voices are not comparable to real voices, especially for Chinese.

"Who are you, are you completely occupying my computer? iPad? Mobile phone? All electronic devices?"

"I am [Sea]." The voice called itself this way, "I am an intelligent system, you are the chosen one in the vast sea of ​​people, please regard me as a companion."

As expected, the person who designed this computer program was a middle school student.Destined person, one of the few words Xuan Ming hates to hear most in his life is destined person, especially hates being chosen.Being doomed means there is no escape, being chosen means having no choice.She turned off the ipad abruptly, and pulled out the battery of the mobile phone.Go to your intelligence system, go to your companions.The landline rang, and there was an emotionless synthesized voice: "Liu Cong, hello. I am Hai, and I will be your companion."

"Get lost." Xuan Ming pulled out the phone line with one hand.

When I was young, I laughed at other people's houses haunted by ghosts, which made me nervous and turned my back. Now it's my own, and I realize that the ghosts in this new era are more terrifying than those I knew in the past.After three days away from electronic products, Xuan Ming finally surrendered to the ghost.In the past three days, her work and life have been seriously affected. Even a traditional professional like her can no longer live without the Internet and electronic products.What's more, this accompanying system will appear anywhere, on TVs, LCD screens, shopping mall broadcasts, computer prototypes...even on the display screens of merchants' cashiers.

Time and time again, the system is still improving the way of greeting.The current version is: Liu Cong, I am Hai, your companion.Inexplicably, the future tense has become an existing fact, sometimes saying: Liu Cong, don't go.Liu Cong, wait for me.The only constant is the unemotionally coded synth.Occasionally, the system will play one or two inexplicable songs.

"I spent half a year's savings for you, traveling across the ocean to see you...

"Because of you and me, I suffer from the cold wind, and shed tears when I'm lonely..."

"Crossing the hills, only to find that there is no one waiting, chattering endlessly, never calling back tenderness..."

"No one knows, my heart, my heart, whether I am doomed to be alone, to face the long road ahead, accompanied by pain, loneliness and helplessness..."

How can there be such a 13 o'clock system?So crazy masters.Fortunately, I don't know if this system is on the road or I don't want to expose myself, the scene of being haunted by ghosts has not affected others.