Dangerous Personality

"Di!"

"Beep--!"

The rain has not stopped and the roads are still congested.

After getting in the car, there were only Chi Qing and Ji Mingrui left in the car. Chi Qing obviously relaxed a little, his gloves were stained with a little rain, and he felt uncomfortable, so he took off the gloves.

Ji Mingrui has a good temper, and he didn't complain when the road was blocked like this. He glanced at Chi Qing's gloves: "You finally got this thing off."

Chi Qing: "Is there any disinfectant?"

"No……"

"Alcohol tablets are fine too."

"No," Ji Mingrui said, "I'm such an old man, it would be nice to have a box of tissues in the car."

Ji Mingrui said and handed over the tissue box.

The moment it was handed over, the distorted voice complained: [Chi Qing is still such a troublesome person, serving him is like serving the uncle. 】

Chi Qing: "..."

At this time, the traffic lights flashed, and the opposite side of the intersection was the community where Grandma Wang, the object of today's dispute, lived. The entrances and exits of the "Haimao Community" were closed, and the security personnel responsible for controlling the traffic of vehicles sat in the security booth and dozed off.

There was thunder and lightning outside, and the lightning split the sky, illuminating the dark night for a moment, and the inconspicuous corners of the weekdays were also illuminated. The strong light hit a pool of scarlet blood, which was soaked and diluted by the rain, and slowly flowed into the sewer along the street Inside, scarlet blood meanders.

A dead cat that had been disemboweled was lying quietly in the bushes—its eyes were wide open, its fur was soaked with mud and blood, and strands of hair stabbed out like hedgehogs.

inside the car.

Ji Mingrui heard a "bang" in his ear, and said, "Why is the rain getting heavier..."

He turned and said, "By the way, are you free tomorrow? My mother said that she hasn't seen you for a long time. Tomorrow is the weekend again. She made dumplings and asked you to come home for dinner."

Chi Qing handed the tissue box back: "No time."

Ji Mingrui took it: "Do you have a job?"

[What kind of job can I have? I haven't seen him make a few movies, and Baidu Encyclopedia can't find him.I couldn't figure it out. Back then, with such a high score in the college entrance examination, I couldn't get into any school. Why did I have to go to film school? If I really like it, it's fine. I didn't see how much this uncle likes acting. 】

This has always been one of the ten unsolved mysteries of Ji Mingrui's life.

He thinks that Chi Qing can succeed in anything else, and his college entrance examination scores are astonishingly high - but he chose to sink slowly in the entertainment industry, without even a splash, which is really incredible.

……

Chi Qing heard Ji Mingrui's inner question, but he couldn't answer it.

Ji Mingrui is not a little girl sitting on a bench doing homework, who can rely on her youth and innocence to believe that there are mind reading skills in the world.

"despair--"

The raindrops hit the car window, and the red taillights of the car in front shone straight on, and were then scattered by the raindrops, making the vision in front of him blurred.

— “You resist being touched.”

— “You can’t perceive emotions like normal people.”

— "It's hard to feel pity, fear, joy, or sadness."

——"I don't know what the reason is, and I can't find a solution... The only suggestion I can give you is to hope that you can perceive emotions more. Even if you are learning to act. You are in high school now, if In addition to studying, I have extra time, so I can take appropriate exposure to some acting courses.”

That was the first psychiatrist Chi Qing found. He was a very kind middle-aged man. In fact, he had already forgotten what he looked like, but he still remembered his voice with a strong southern accent.

Ji Mingrui couldn't wait for an answer after asking, he stretched out his hand and shook in front of Chi Qing: "Hey, what are you thinking about?"

Chi Qing: "I wonder if you were arranging me just now."

"Am I that kind of person?" Ji Mingrui touched his nose guiltily and changed the subject, "...so what are you going to do tomorrow?"

Chi Qing came back to his senses, staring at the wipers dangling back and forth in front of him and said, "I have to go to the hospital tomorrow."

Ji Mingrui: "Are you sick?"

Chi Qing said "hmm": "Go and cure cleanliness."

Ji Mingrui: "?"

This is the first time he heard that cleanliness can be cured?

Ji Mingrui: "Medical science is really advanced now... I just don't know if someone like you can still be saved."

The next day, the torrential rain that had been falling for two consecutive days finally stopped, and only the road was still wet. The weather in early winter was slightly chilly. At the end of the long street, a private psychological clinic opened for business early.This clinic charges high fees. From the appearance, it is worthy of the price of thousands of yuan for one consultation.

The overly high-end decoration makes the whole hall look a little cold, even though there are a few naive dolls in the reception area, it doesn't change the cold nature.

It was Chi Qing's first visit to this clinic.

He has changed several psychiatrists, and the last one has been in office for more than a year. After the last consultation and treatment, he said to him helplessly: "Mr. A doctor will be more helpful to you."

"It's been more than a year, and I can't find your cause at all." The doctor smiled bitterly, "—even you and I don't know each other well, you see, you still sit in front of me with gloves on, never once Take it off. You don't trust me."

"Hello," the front desk of the new clinic spoke with a mechanical smile, and after seeing the appearance of the person, the smile became sincere: "Sir, do you have an appointment?"

It didn't rain today, so Chi Qing didn't wear a jacket at all, only wearing a slightly thin black sweater, but his indifferent attitude and unwavering voice made the receptionist a little bit unable to stop laughing: "Ten o'clock, Doctor Wu."

After searching on the computer, the front desk said: "Mr. Chi Qingchi? Please go to the reception area and wait for a while. Dr. Wu is still consulting. We will notify you when the consultation is over."

In addition to the cat, there were two women sitting in the reception area.One probably came with the other, one was crying, and the other was constantly comforting the other: "Don't be too sad, look at this cat, how cute—"

The cat nestling on their sofa seemed to understand the words, and took the initiative to put the small pad on the sobbing woman's hand, and gave a very soft "meow".

The woman gradually stopped sobbing. She reached out and stroked the cat's head gently.

In the reception area, apart from the couch where the two of them sat, there was only one empty seat opposite, and another cat was lying on the empty seat.

The woman's sobs could hardly be heard, but the man who had just entered the reception area stopped in front of the empty seat, then stretched out his black gloved hand expressionlessly, and took the seat on the sofa that was occupying the empty seat. The cat picked it up, and the cat flew into the air in an instant, its four legs jumped up, and it screamed like a cat: "—Meow?!"

The same cat, the treatment of the two cats on both sides is completely different.

Chi Qing carried the cat like an inanimate object, and asked the staff on the side: "Can this thing be taken away?"

The clinic staff is pouring water for him: "Ah, hello, this cat... what's wrong?"

Their clinic is very particular about keeping cats. This fluffy and cute little animal can easily relieve people's emotions, play a certain healing role, and help psychological recovery.

Chi Qing let go, and the cat fell straight into the staff's arms: "No need, it's in the way."

staff member:"……"

The person next to him: "..."

The disgusted cat Benmao: "..."

The staff held the fluffy cat in their arms. They really couldn’t understand that there are still people who don’t like cats in this world. They could only tell themselves: This is a psychological clinic, and the people who come here are more or less psychological. on the question.

Not many people came to consult in the morning, and after receiving people at the front desk, they began to chat with each other.

Their tone became lively when they were talking about the last "consultant": "...just now Mr. Xie praised my beautiful clothes today."

"It's just a compliment to your clothes, not your beauty," another said. "He heard me coughing and asked me to pay attention to my body. He is concerned about me."

When the other said this, both of them regretted: "How can such a person have psychological problems."

"........."

The third receptionist was older, and she glanced at the two of them: "If you are so interested in that Mr. Xie, when he comes out of Dr. Wu's office later, I'll help you both find out about it?"

Chi Qing waited in the reception area for almost 10 minutes before several front desk staff stopped talking about that "Mr. Xie" and called his number: "Mr. Chi, you can go in now, Doctor Wu's office is in the corridor Last room on the left."

Dr. Wu has a good reputation in the industry, and has already achieved many achievements at a young age. It is said that he is gentle and elegant, and makes people feel like a spring breeze.

But Chi Qing didn't pay attention to these. The reason why he chose Dr. Wu was entirely because of the line on the doctor's profile: he has successfully cured patients with emotional disorders.

Chi Qing walked to the door of the office and knocked twice on the door with his fingers bent.

The door is not closed.

The door was pushed open by him, and a very casual voice came from inside, as if someone had just woken up, half-closed their eyes, and the ending sound extended: "——Come in."

There are only two chairs in the consultation room, and a reclining chair is displayed in a compartment a little farther away. Beside the beige sofa chair, an aromatherapy machine is placed very carefully.

The person who spoke just now was sitting on the office chair, and he was indeed sleeping.He leaned back, crossed his legs, and rested his legs on the desk very loosely. His face was covered with a book, and the book was sealed with five characters of "Personality Psychology".In this position, the man's neck is elongated.In contrast, what is more noticeable is the collar of his shirt, which is not buttoned properly at all, and a large piece of his collarbone is exposed during his movements.

Also, this brand of shirts is expensive.

When he heard someone coming in, he moved his five fingers on the cover of the book and took the book away from his face—this person, like his unbuttoned collar, has a face that can be called romantic .

The man's eyes were slightly raised, and when he squinted over, he thought for a moment that he was looking at an old lover.

In short, the word "gentle and elegant" is separated by a Mariana Trench.

The man put his legs down, picked up the water cup and poured a cup of hot tea for Chi Qing, and the words he said seemed to be reminiscing with an acquaintance, with a rare and not offensive intimacy: "It's been raining for two days, what are you wearing?" So little, isn't it cold?"

Chi Qing really wants to ask if this has something to do with you.

But he is here for consultation, and he should cooperate with the doctor, even though this "Doctor Wu" seems to be different from the one in the introduction.

Chi Qing endured it, pushed the cup of tea back and said, "I'm neither cold nor thirsty, and I don't need hot water."

The man on the opposite side didn't mind, and leaned back lazily. He tapped his finger on the table. He wore a thin ring on his right hand, but he didn't look feminine. .

The man said: "It's fine if it's not cold, I'm afraid you'll catch a cold later. Did you come here for consultation?"

Chi Qing: "Nonsense."

"..." He laughed, "He has a pretty big temper."

Chi Qing interrupted this useless chat: "Can we start?"

The wrong "Doctor Wu" on the opposite side was noncommittal, and stretched out his hand to remove the "Personality Psychology" just now, revealing the file book that was pressed directly below.

It was Chi Qing's first time here, and there were only a few words in the file. These few words were reserved for consultation, and a preliminary conclusion was drawn through the online chat between the doctor and the consultant.

The psychiatrist filled in a few words very conservatively in the column of symptoms: the customer... has a cold personality.

"Cold personality, it's more than that. You have a cleanliness, and you have a defensive posture from walking in to sitting down. The reception area is full of cats, but you don't get cat hair on your body. Apart from cleanliness, you probably don't like to be close Pet," the man stroked the paper with his fingers, perhaps because of this face, his movements of turning the pages seemed frivolous, "...to what extent are you a clean freak?"

Chi Qing is used to relying on some cold physical evidence to observe a person. He was initially suspicious of the "doctor" in front of him. It is reasonable to say that even if it is a high-end clinic, the doctors in the clinic cannot afford such an extravagant shirt, but when the other party opened his mouth , and dispelled his doubts.

Chi Qing: "Very serious."

The man's eyes lingered on Chi Qing's gloves for a second: "It's very serious. Does it mean that no one can touch it, or that you can't even get close?"

Chi Qing: "You can try."

I believe that anyone with long ears can hear the true meaning of this sentence "try".

However, the person on the opposite side seemed unable to hear it. He got up and approached Chi Qing, and the distance between the two shortened after passing the desk.

It wasn't until he stood up that Chi Qing realized that he was actually very tall.

There was only a distance of two steps between the desk and Chi Qing. Before he could react, the collarbone that he had just glanced at inadvertently appeared in front of Chi Qing in an enlarged shape—the man's clavicle socket was deep, and there was a A kind of ambiguity that invades from the bone.

"Okay," he pursed his lips, "I'll try."

"..."

Hold.

If this is the treatment method, Chi Qing feels that his emotional disorder has indeed been relieved to a certain extent, because he is very irritable now.

Chi Qing let go of the hands that were overlapping and hanging on his legs, but the man opposite him predicted his actions in advance. He clasped Chi Qing's wrist with one hand and said, "Don't get excited."

After finishing speaking, the man's fingers moved up slowly along Chi Qing's wrist, and his fingertips pressed against the edge of the black glove, trying to take off the glove without saying hello: "Mr. That's what it does ... relax, you're not going to sit in a consulting room for three hours if you're wearing gloves all the time."