What bad thoughts does the little milk dog have?

Argument 8

Fu Xingran propped his arms on the shoe cabinet beside Su Lixu, his fingertips touching the cabinet door were still trembling because of fear.

He lowered his eyes and stared at Su Lixu closely, his eyes were moist and red: "I didn't wake up and saw that you thought you didn't want me anymore, just like last time."

Su Lixu looked at Fu Xingran's nervous and anxious appearance, with a strong feeling of being abandoned...

This is one of the most prominent symptoms of borderline personality.

In addition to that so-called white lie, after he left, Fu Xingran committed suicide because he couldn't accept it, and almost failed to save him, so he suddenly felt depressed.

So what kind of mood does Fu Xingran approach him now?

"Brother, just hug me." Seeing that Su Lixu ignored him, Fu Xingran had a dark look in his eyes, but it was only for a moment.

Then he stretched out his hand and tugged at the corner of Su Lixu's clothes, trying to make Su Lixu focus on him.

The corner of the clothes was tugged lightly, and the slight movement seemed to have been fiddled with.

Su Lixu met Fu Xingran with moist eyes, looking at him eagerly, obviously such a tall boy was stunned because he was so wronged because he didn't see him.

Reluctantly, he moved forward slightly, stretched out his arms around Fu Xingran's waist, hugged him, then patted his back lightly and coaxed: "I'm right in front of you now?"

Su Lixu's voice echoed in the entrance, coaxing softly like jade.And the back was patted with hands, silently, stirring up the unspeakable secret deep in his heart.

Fu Xingran hugged Su Lixu, his eyes were filled with excitement from an angle that Su Lixu couldn't see, his chin rested on Su Lixu's shoulder, close to his ear, almost close to his face, he pretended to be emotional In a muffled voice:

"But I just didn't see you just now."

The man was too gentle, he couldn't stand it.

The slightly cool cheeks were touched inadvertently, just to such an extent that Fu Xingran felt that he might die again.

Su Lixu couldn't help laughing at such childishness: "So you're angry?"

"A little bit." Fu Xingran hugged Su Lixu tightly, he was very attached to this kind of intimate contact, he hoped there could be more, even though his actions were hypocritical, he was trying to win Su Lixu's sympathy.

But so what?

"Then how do you not get angry?"

Fu Xingran's eyes brightened, but he thought about it again, he couldn't scare his brother, he had better take his time, and he couldn't be greedy.

"I just want my brother to hug me."

Su Lixu felt a little sour when he heard Fu Xingran's words. As a psychiatrist, he knew that it would take a lot of time and energy to completely overcome such a personality disorder.

It should have been fine.

Perhaps he should have held on a little longer.

But things have come to this point and there is no such possibility. What he can do is not to let himself have any regrets and give up a child who should have made great progress.

And Fu Xingran's request was so simple, so simple that it made him feel distressed.

"Okay, hug you."

The two hugged for a while in the porch, at this time Fu Xingran said again:

"Brother, I'm a little dizzy."

"Dizziness?" Su Lixu touched Fu Xingran's cheek with the back of his hand, then poked his forehead, and found that the body temperature was a little hot: "Then go back to the room and lie down, I'll take a thermometer to take your temperature. "

Is this guy's body too weak? Now he is tall and big, so he has a fever when he gets wet in the rain.

He turned around to get the medicine box, but he was hugged by Fu Xingran from behind just as he took a step.

"I'll go get it with you." Fu Xingran grabbed Su Lixu, hugged Su Lixu from behind without letting go, rubbed his head on his shoulder, and followed wherever he went.

Su Lixu felt his neck itchy, and tilted his head, he smiled helplessly: "You spoiled, if you have a girlfriend in the future, do you want to compete with her for acting like a spoiled child?"

"I like my brother."

When Su Lixu felt the back of his neck being rubbed softly, his expression was a little subtle, but he didn't care too much, maybe it was just carelessness: "You will know when you have someone you like. I mean like between friends and family. Such affectionate love."

Fu Xingran didn't answer.

Walking into the living room, Su Lixu pulled Fu Xingran down to let people sit down. He sat on the other side of the sofa, bent down and opened the cabinet under the coffee table, took out the medicine box, took out the mercury thermometer, and shook it.

"I know, it's love. What I mean by liking is love."

Su Lixu's movement of shaking the thermometer stopped for a second, he looked up at Fu Xingran, then as if thinking of something, he stretched out his hand to tear off Fu Xingran's collar, and put the thermometer into the front of his shirt:

"Raise your hand."

When Fu Xingran was touched by this cool hand, his body trembled, and he resisted the strangeness and raised his arm.

"It's done, 10 minutes." Su Lixu stretched out his hand, then stood up and made a gesture to leave.

"Brother!" Seeing that he was about to walk away, Fu Xingran caught him quickly: "What I said is true, I know what love is, but I miss you when I can't see you, and I miss you every second."

After speaking, I suddenly realized that my intention was too obvious when I said that, no, it would scare my brother.

The atmosphere was also visibly silent.

Just when Fu Xingran was feeling anxious, his forehead was suddenly flicked.

"Little brat." Su Lixu patted Fu Xingran's forehead, and said with a disapproving smile, "Sit down, I'll make you some ginger tea."

Fu Xingran: "..." Covering his forehead, he quietly looked at the back of Su Lixu walking to the kitchen.

What a brat, he's not a brat now.

But after thinking about it again, this man is really...

Too innocent.

He bowed his head and smiled.

The rain was getting heavier and there was no tendency to weaken, but Fu Xingran really had a fever, 38 degrees, not considered a high fever.

Because only Su Lixu lived in the apartment, the study room was combined with the bedroom, and half of the wall was reserved.Next to the floor-to-ceiling windows is the small study room. There is no door, but a semi-circular arched wall is artistically set up, making a small separation from the bedroom.

Fu Xingran drank the medicine and fell asleep.

Su Lixu watched him for a while, then went to the French window study to write case materials, which was something he would do every night.

As a psychological counselor in school, there will still be many students coming to consult, and he will write down some special ones. In the past, his main research direction was clinical psychology, but now he focuses more on psychological counseling. Clinical and psychological counseling are still two. a very different direction.

And tonight he was going to pull out the previous case for comparison.

Insert the USB flash drive, there are many case folders of personality disorders, and he has ulterior motives in the name of each folder.For example, the first folder name that catches the eye:

Bipolar - The weird and funny Mr. Lauren.

Immediately afterwards, he entered the keywords of the folder he wanted to find in the search bar: love crying bag

Quickly search out a folder:

Borderline personality disorder - crybaby Fu Xingran.

He lowered his eyes and smiled when he saw the words "crying bag". Four years ago, he said it was because he was young, but now this guy is 20 years old. He looks so tall and looks like a sunny and handsome boy on weekdays. Jiaolai shed tears when she was wronged, she was still like the child back then, but she didn't seem to have the slightest sense of disobedience.

I don't know if it's because he put a filter on Fu Xingran.

I didn't think it was too weird or annoying, after all, he had seen a lot of strange people.

Opening the case of Fu Xingran four years ago, the front part is Fu Xingran's personal information and family background information, and the bottom part is some of Fu Xingran's father's daily observations of Xingran, as well as his own performance discovered during the observation.

Love to lose your temper; love to cry; you must get what you want, and will try every means to get it. If you can’t get it, you will use extreme behaviors, such as suicide; extremely picky eaters, and even have anorexia tendency; don’t like to follow Deals with people, but does not exclude; prides itself, hates the world.

Therefore, Fu Xingran's borderline personality disorder is quite different from bipolar disorder. Fu Xingran does not have obvious depression. His emotions are relatively direct. He is obviously happy, but he will definitely lose his temper when he is unhappy.

At that time, Fu Xingran knew very well that he was sick and needed to see a doctor, so he didn't have any resistance to him.

But now Fu Xingran seems to be getting more and more complicated as he grows older, and his self-esteem is getting stronger, which makes him start to resist the fact that he is still sick.

From Fu Xingran's point of view, without knowing the so-called white lies, he let down Fu Xingran's reliance on him.

But Fu Xingran not only didn't question him, he even lingered in front of him for so many days and endured so many days before he came out to tell him who he was, and he didn't even have any temper for him not recognizing this matter.

After being close to him, she can still rely on him as much as she did back then, as if they had never been apart.

He was clear in his heart. After all, he knew why he left because Mr. Fu proposed to suspend treatment.But for Fu Xingran, his appearance should be a grudge, so why is he so enthusiastic and clingy now?

Even when he leaves, there is a strong sense of abandonment.

The phone on the table vibrated suddenly. He picked up the phone with downcast eyes, saw the word "He Shi" on the caller ID, and swiped to answer it.

"Li Xu, are you free now?"

A steady male voice came from the other end of the phone. This is his old classmate. They are studying the same direction, and He Shi is currently a postgraduate tutor in the Department of Psychology of Peking University.

"Yes, what's wrong?"

"I really want to complain, I don't know if you haven't heard of the school's undergraduate tutoring system, although there is only one student assigned to me, but I really don't understand, why throw a double degree student to me There is a specialization in art, and psychology is inherently more complicated. Even if I train hard, can such a student understand the theory thoroughly? But let alone understand it now, I have never seen anyone.”

Listening to He Shi's complaints, Su Lixu laughed helplessly: "Really, you have even taken undergraduates now, so is he majoring in psychology or minoring in it?"

"No, he is from the Department of Fine Arts, that is, the department you brought, a sophomore."

Su Lixu was stunned: "Sophomore?"

He Shi on the other end of the phone seemed to think of something: "By the way, aren't you just helping the mental health of the sophomore in the art department? Have you ever heard of the name Fu Xingran?"

Su Lixu glanced at Fu Xingran who was sleeping soundly on the bed beside him: "I heard."

This guy even minored in psychology?

"Do you know how many classes he skipped this semester? He even dared to skip my professional class today! I don't know how many students want to come to my class. He doesn't cherish it. If so, I really have to tell the school that I don't want it." I can't afford this student."

Su Lixu frowned, didn't this guy tell him that there was no class in the afternoon?Did you skip class?When He Shi said not to pay Xingran again, he subconsciously blurted out:

"If you think about it again, he is actually quite smart."

There was a bang, and there was thunder.

At this moment, there was a sound from the bed next to him.

"...Brother, I'm afraid of thunder."

Before Su Lixu could turn his head while holding the phone, he felt that someone hugged his shoulders from behind, so hard that the phone almost flew out.

Fu Xingran buried his face into Su Lixu's shoulder and neck aggrievedly, and said in a muffled voice: "Brother, didn't you say you slept with me? Why don't you accompany me now? Who are you calling? That person Do I know you?"

Staring at the phone screen from an angle that Su Lixu couldn't see, who called his brother?

is a friend?

Is it a woman or a man?

It's really annoying, why did you call Su Lixu when you were sleeping with him.

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

Su Lixu didn't know what to say for a while, he couldn't say "I'm talking with your mentor about whether I want to kick you away"?

Then he saw Fu Xingran snatch his mobile phone away, and hung up the phone without saying anything.

Su Lixu frowned slightly.

Fu Xingran turned Su Lixu's chair to himself, then squatted in front of Su Lixu, he raised his head: "Brother, who is that person?"

Su Lixu silently looked at the young man squatting in front of him, this guy didn't seem to notice his problem at all.

Seeing that Su Lixu didn't answer, Fu Xingran felt even more uneasy: "Could it be your brother—"

Boyfriend or girlfriend?

Dr. Su is in a relationship?

What will he do?

"It's He Shi, your psychology tutor, who told me you skipped class."

Fu Xingran was stunned for a moment, seeing Su Lixu's face without a smile, there was no trace of the gentle coaxing him just now: "Brother..."

She reached out to hold Su Lixu's hand.

"Also, you just hung up on me for no reason, do you know what you're doing?" Su Lixu avoided Fu Xingran's hand without a trace.

Now that he is no longer Fu Xingran's doctor, it is impossible to clearly establish rules with him, but he must stand firm.Indulging and compromising will only make Fu Xingran more unable to perceive his own problems, and blindly think that he will always be indulging.

"I....I'm just worried that brother, you are chatting with your lover."

Su Lixu felt a little helpless when he heard this answer: "If it's true, can you just hang up on me? Xing Ran, you are no longer a child, you have to learn to—"

Before he finished speaking, he saw Fu Xingran stood up, leaned slightly, and put his hands on the side of the table, almost encircling him in his arms. The shadow covered by his tall body carried an irresistible force.

"No." Fu Xingran gritted his teeth and stared at Su Lixu with red eyes: "...you can't like others."

Su Lixu raised his eyes and met Fu Xingran who was almost crying: "Why not?"