Criminal Minds Profile

Hua Zui raised her eyebrows and asked with great interest, "Why?"

"Everyone will only fall in love with herself, the incomplete self in the past, and the hoped self in the future. To love someone is to see the weak and helpless self in her, and want to repair her past regrets by helping her; Admiring someone who is radiant is because she sees some quality in her that she is proud of or is pursuing." Jiang Xiaoqi said lightly, "Perhaps everyone will admire the high position under the evaluation of mainstream values. There are so many people, but the ones who can truly love each other must be two souls who are in the same spirit or who are sick and sympathetic."

"Why is it that a girl who was abused by her father in childhood tends to find a husband who is also violent when she grows up, and is reluctant to leave him for a long time? Because she subconsciously regards her current husband as her past father, and wants to prove again and again , That violent father will never fight that poor little girl again." Jiang Xiaoqi added, "Girls who are often deceived by scumbags are much more likely to find a partner who is a scumbag next time than ordinary people, which shows that She still thought subconsciously, that liar finally stopped lying to me this time, and he was sincere. Because it is a subconscious that we cannot detect and control, we often call it destiny."

"So, Huazui, our relationship will only be friends, nothing else." Jiang Xiaoqi emphasized.

Hua Zui raised his head, slowly put his hands back into his pockets, curled the corners of his mouth, and said seriously, "You're very good. But I, Hua Zui, don't believe in fate."

Flowers bloom and fall, clouds roll and clouds relax, the largest camphor tree has witnessed countless lovers' first encounters and passionate kisses, and also experienced the bitter tears of heartbroken people when they broke up.This is Hua Zui's second year at Z University. In addition to taking classes and working part-time to earn money, she has developed the habit of wandering around the river, and she can't explain the specific reason.It seems to be some kind of instinct. It is too beautiful to say that you are looking for your other half. The anxiety from the bottom of your heart seems to be a ray of remnant soul looking for your own broken soul.

It was a midsummer night, and under the hurried lights, a girl in a white skirt stood by the bridge, and the wind lifted her long skirt.Her eyes were red and swollen, and she looked pitiful, like a wounded deer in the forest, innocent and fragile.

At that moment, Hua Zui's heart tightened.

That girl is the person she lingers in her dreams, the person who pulls her back from the edge of death, the green leaf on the tip of her heart.When Hua Zui read the story of "The Mermaid" from the book when he was a child, he couldn't understand what kind of foolish prince could mistake his benefactor. How could such an unforgettable thing, as if it was engraved in the bones of his blood, be possible? Amnesia is taken away for it?It can be seen that the so-called prince is nothing but an idiot.

The man frowned, and his heart trembled.With a twist of the corner of his mouth, his spirit tensed up.I have traced her eyebrows and eyes countless times in my dreams, and I have recalled the sweet and gentle smell on her body. How could that person hide in the cleanest and softest place on the apex of my heart?

"Do you want to commit suicide?" Hua Zui asked her directly after observing for a long time.This is her style, concise, precise, straight to the point, as if a surgeon urgently ligates a ruptured and bleeding artery, precisely and ruthlessly.That hunter-like intuition, in addition to killing lives, can also be used to save lives.

"We haven't reached that point yet." The girl brushed back her forehead hair that covered her eyes. She had big and bright almond eyes, but unfortunately her eyes were red and swollen, like a dying goldfish, which was a bit ugly.

"I just feel so tired to be alive." The girl said softly, "Why is happiness always like a dream, and when I wake up, I am surprised that it is a distant dream? And to live, why is it like that? difficult?"

"Do you think suicide is an unforgivable sin and that those who give up their lives are weak people?" the girl asked.

"No." Hua Zui shook his head, looked at those teary eyes and said earnestly, "If life is only left with suffering and walking like a corpse day after day, such chronic torture may not be better than ending yourself quickly. Therefore, there is no need to feel guilty about committing suicide, because living is entirely out of nostalgia and love for this world.”

"You are the first person to say that to me." The young girl smiled, like a drop of clear water on the tip of a newly exposed lotus flower, beautiful and lovely, "Others avoid death like snakes and scorpions , but allowed himself to live a life like a walking dead, and never imagined what it would be like to live well."

From one heart to another, sometimes all it takes is the right time, the right place, and the right person.After getting to know Ye Jiu on the outside for less than two hours, Hua Zui got to know her from the bottom of his heart.

Everyone's growth path is not always full of sunshine, there will always be more or less shadows - in the almost suffocating family environment, Hua Zui often comforts himself in this way.She spent that unbearable time with the hope that one day she would break out of the cage, spread her wings, and soar freely in the sun.

But Ye Jiu didn't live in the cloudy day, she was a survivor who survived in the endless dark hell.Her world rarely sees light.Some people, when you see her, will feel that it is too cruel to ask her to live.

But now, the darkness and gloom poured out from the opening, as if piercing through the mucus and pus hidden under the seemingly intact skin.

And this is the first step towards a new life.

With some kind of selfishness in mind, Hua Zui recommended to Ye Jiu the best counselor in the department, Ms. Chen, and rejected her invitation to sit in on the counseling session.

As a student of the Department of Psychology, with the consent of the visitors, Hua Zui attended many psychological consultations with the teacher.I have seen many scenes of yelling, crying, hysteria, and even throwing tables and beating people.Because it is the psychological counseling room of the school, the questions that the visitors consult are nothing more than related to studies, love or interpersonal relationships. Some labor pains, after which it will basically rain and clear.

But Ye Jiu was really different, such a cruel story, told by her in a calm tone, made Hua Zui's heart tremble for no reason.She thought of Jiang Xiaoqi's words for no reason:

A broken soul favors only another equally wounded soul.She and she, they are not children who are favored by the world, they are not pure white souls cared for by the gods without any damage, they are the residual flowers and fallen leaves that survived the storm.But it is precisely because of those wounds and pains that they have such a chance to be able to communicate with each other.

Get close and snuggle.

That day Hua Zui seemed to have lost her soul, with an almost silly smile on her face, she rolled around on her bed, making the bed boards creak and making endless noise.Jiang Xiaoqi couldn't stand her anymore, and threw a pillow towards her.

"Can you still let people have a good rest?" Jiang Xiaoqi was angry.

With messy hair on top, Hua Zui poked his head out from under the quilt, his eyes sparkled like a bunch of torches were lit.

"Jiang Jiang, I'm in love." She had a childlike smile on her face, "I'm in love."

Since then, Ye Jiu has started regular drug treatment and regular psychological counseling.With Hua Zui's careful company, her condition improved day by day, and the relationship between the two became closer day by day.Together they walked through the starry midsummer, the clear golden autumn, and the freezing days in a blink of an eye.

Tomorrow is Christmas, the busiest holiday among the students.Hua Zui put on a red high-waisted suit-style cape with beaded buttons, which made her look more and more slender, with long legs and a slender figure, and an aura of youthful hormones rushed towards her face.She pursed her lips, and the bright lipstick made her lips full, making her more delicate than a flower.She held a bouquet of fiery red bright roses in her arms, and her whole body seemed to be shining.

"Why are you dressed so fancy today?" Jiang Xiaoqi sat on the bed with a copy of "The Interpretation of Dreams" lying on her knees, and asked casually as she gnawed on an apple.

"Secret." Hua Zui smiled arrogantly, his eyes were shining brightly, as if a cluster of flames had been ignited.

Jiang Xiaoqi looked at her thoughtfully, and said vaguely, "Then I wish you good luck."

Hua Zui happily walked towards the Materials Department of Z University, thinking about what to say to Ye Jiu while walking.

Just say I like you?It seems so cheesy.

How long have I liked you?Why does it sound so greasy.

I love you - is it too frivolous?

Even though it was the twelfth lunar month of winter, the temperature was very low, and Hua Zui wore thin clothes for the sake of demeanor, but a cluster of flames seemed to be ignited in her heart, rising silently, shining in her heart, she didn't feel cold at all, even Also sweated a little.

But when she walked downstairs to the dormitory of the Materials Department, she saw a familiar and slender figure sitting around the flower bed, her shoulders twitched, and she was crying softly.

Hua Zui's heart tightened as if being pricked by a needle, she casually threw the flower in her hand on the grass by the side of the road, stepped forward and asked, "Ye Jiu, what's wrong with you?"

Her gaze rested on the slap marks on Ye Jiu's face, the bruises on her wrists, and the collar of the loose white sweater in turn. burn up.

She restrained the furious expression on her face, and asked Ye Jiu cautiously in her usual gentle tone.