RuA Cat Bistro

The warm morning breeze blows the crape myrtle flowers in full bloom on both sides of the street, and the sun shines through the gaps in the branches and hits Shen Shian's face after twists and turns.

He raised his head and took a very light breath when the wind was blowing. The cooking fume from the kitchen and the exhaust fumes from the cars in the busy city all day made it rare for him to enjoy this pure leisure.

The hallucination that could be called a spring dream last night made him brood, so he got up early this morning and went to the outskirts clinic.Because he was worried that the black cat would cause trouble at home by himself, so he reluctantly brought this little thing with him.Along the way, the briquette was very lively, rubbing against his arms as if in heat, and from time to time it climbed up his neck and raised his head to lick his collarbone.

Shen Shi'an grabbed it and held it in his arms, constantly comforting himself: it's just a cat.

Qianyu Psychological Clinic is located in a small single-family building in the suburbs, far away from the hustle and bustle of the city. If you don't consider the convenience of transportation, it is a good place to live.

When Shen Shi'an rang the doorbell, Yu Qianyu was lying under the sun umbrella in the courtyard applying a facial mask. The bright red roses on both sides seemed to have just been watered, and the water droplets stuck to the petals, shining in the morning light. A very beautiful picture scroll.

"You're here." Yu Qianyu's tone didn't fluctuate too much, and only the corners of his lips moved when he spoke, and the entire mask on his face still fit seamlessly. "Push the door and come in."

Shen Shi'an came to him nine and a half times out of ten times and saw this man applying a facial mask. He didn't understand why a gentleman would pay so much attention to his own face, making it white and smooth, so he could use it to make steamed eggs with caviar?

Yu Qianyu's yard is only set up with a black iron flower fence to prevent gentlemen from villains, and even the gates are all in the iron flower style. He seems to have a soft spot for Victorian design. Shen Shi'an holds the cat in one hand, and One hand pushed open the door and walked in.

Yu Qianyu finally turned his head from the comfortable mask, saw the black cat in Shen Shi'an's arms, immediately jumped out with round eyes and lightning speed, the mask was broken and thrown off by this series of big movements, he squatted The row of tall low walls in front of the door pointed at the black cat and howled in alarm: "Throw it out! Throw this thing out!"

He looked at the black cat in panic as if seeing a biological virus, and his whole body was trembling unconsciously.

"Meow -" the black cat lay in Shen Shi'an's arms, raised its soft head and let out a continuous cry.

"Not afraid." Shen Shi'an touched the soft cat's head. "He's sick."

Ten minutes later, when Yu Qianyu and Shen Shian were sitting face to face in the consultation room, the black cat was temporarily placed on the rose bushes at the door. Butterflies fluttered back and forth. The briquette still had lingering fear on his face.

"I'm laughing." Yu Qianyu lowered her head, gently pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of her nose, as if it wasn't him who was jumping around just now.This person has long, smooth aqua-blue hair, and his pupils are lighter in color than ordinary people. Under normal circumstances, he feels elegant and warm, and seems to hold thousands of springs.But Shen Shi'an had seen him fall ill many times, so he was as indifferent to this deceptive disguise as watching Chinese cabbage.

Yu Qianyu is a well-known psychiatrist in this city, and also a loyal customer of Zhiwei Kitchen. He is a nice person with a good reputation in the industry. He looks like a modest and beautiful person to the outside world, but Shen Shian knows that he has many insane problems in private. For example, I put on a facial mask when I have nothing to do, carry a large 2L bucket with me, and always open an umbrella when I go out. The most amazing thing is that I gave him a steamed sea bass. After catching it, he knelt down on the spot and cried bitterly. A pit was buried with fish and plates, and an epitaph was written on a monument.

His expression was so tragic, just like a dead mother.

Seeing Shen Shi'an's indifferent face, Yu Qianyu sat down opposite him, resting his elbows on the table and clasping his hands in front of his eyes, unable to explain. "I was scratched by a cat when I was a child, so I have PTSD and am afraid of cats."

Shen Shi'an sat on the armchair opposite, and lightly swept over his fair, rosy, and frighteningly rosy skin, and there was not a trace of scar - it seems that applying more masks is still useful.

"Old rules." Yu Qianyu is well aware of Shen Shi'an's character, talking too much is a waste of two people's time, and brought him to the table where the sand table was placed, looking at Shen Shi'an with a gentle smile in his light brown eyes. "First of all, I need to make an assessment of your psychological state during this time." After speaking, I stretched out my white palm and made a gesture of invitation.Yu Qianyu was wearing a white shirt and suit pants, and a slim British-style red-brown vest on her upper body. There was a shining golden brooch pinned to her breast pocket, as polite as a medieval gentleman.

Hakoniwa therapy, also known as sand table games, is to allow the subjects to choose items and place them on the sand table at will, so as to achieve the purposes of psychological counseling, psychological evaluation, and psychological treatment.The therapist can judge the psychological state of the subject through the items selected by the subject and the combination sequence, and even release the aggressiveness in the heart

Shen Shi'an calmly picked tools from the small shelf and placed them. He was already used to this game, and it was Yu Qianyu's most common method.

After he finished placing it, Yu Qianyu lowered his head, and a strand of silky long hair hung down along with the movement. "Shi'an." He looked at the things listed on the sand table. "Your mental state is fairly stable recently, but the potential problems still haven't disappeared." He stroked the lighthouse fence in front of the small house in the sand table with his fingers, and Shen Shi'an himself was standing behind the small house. Typical self-preservation behavior.

"You have a strong sense of self-enclosure and protection, and you will even attack people who try to get close." Because Shen Shi placed a dog at the door of the small house in the sand table. "From the first time you came here to set up a sand table, your sand table mode has never changed. Rejection of change and acceptance of new things is often due to lack of security, relying on the same familiar environment, because it can give you a sense of sense of security."

"It's just..." Yu Qianyu's light brown eyes glanced at the small cat in the fence, which was indeed not there before, and the corners of her lips were slightly curved.

"You're moving in a good direction," he said. "Your assessment is normal."

Shen Shi'an frowned slightly. Although Yu Qianyu was a little sick in private, his professionalism was nothing to say. If he said he was not sick, he should be fine.But last night, I clearly had a very realistic hallucination. Isn't this a sign of the aggravation of the disease.

"Shi'an." Yu Qianyu leaned on the sand table, her slender fingers resting on Shen Shi'an's forehead, with a hint of coolness, his body temperature has always been low. "Everyone has been hurt more or less in the process of growing up, but many people have been healed in the process of growing up. Don't pay too much attention to the hurt, or you will only get deeper and deeper in it."

"The human heart is a very fragile thing, like a cicada's wing glass that can be broken at the touch of a touch. But it is also indestructible like refined steel. Believe in yourself." Yu Qianyu glanced at the man who was lying on the window sill with his tail cocked and eavesdropping on the conversation between the two. A black cat, a snow-white butterfly just landed on its little nose and flapped its wings gently.

"You'll be healed and protected from the scarring experiences of growing up."

Shen Shi'an's eyes fell out of the window with him. The sun was just right today, and the black cat under the stained glass was looking at him with eyes as bright as the bright sun. Seeing his gaze, it opened its mouth, but the butterfly did not fly away. The white butterfly on the nostrils sang happily. "Meow--"

Yu Qianyu saw Shen Shi'an's eyes becoming more and more gentle, and smiled very lightly. "So..." He picked up the books on the table and ran to the foot of the wall in two or three steps, blocking his way and staring at the black cat lying on the window howling.

"Take your cat away now!!!"