don't open your eyes [unlimited]

Wu Li, who went to explore the way, didn't tell them to wait too long.

After being dizzy and turned several times in the room along the way, Wu Li finally found the right direction and got out, and now he still can't tell the difference between the wall and the ground.

Now without Zhuang Die's explanation, he also fully understood why he didn't choose to take the stairs.

——Although you only need to walk along the stairs from the front desk to your room, it seems very simple, but that is because the goal is clear, and each room has its own stairwell.

If you really want to make a clear detour around such a cube, going from one room to another through the crossing of external stairs is much faster than going straight in from the inside.

"420 and 419 are also two dream processing agencies. They are both here for the first time. When they heard that I couldn't get out, they decided to go to the front desk together to have a look."

Wu Li supported the wall and shook his head, finally found his legs, and put them on the ground: "Room 313 is indeed unoccupied, but everything is still there..."

Only then did he vaguely realize that he was out of tune with the atmosphere of this room, and his originally low voice subconsciously became a few decibels lower, before he finished his speech: "You, is it convenient for you to go there now?"

Ling Su rubbed Zhuang Die's hair twice, and gently let go of his arm: "It's convenient, please show me the way."

Wu Li nodded quickly: "Oh, good."

After he finished speaking, he was about to turn around and go back, drilled halfway, and then came back through the other end of the wall: "Be careful when you come here, this is the floor of the bathroom next door, I almost got out of the toilet just now."

"..." Ling Su felt that he should plug Xiao Curly's ears for a while longer: "Understood, thank you."

Wu Li quickly waved his hands, then bent down and groped carefully to get back.

Walking up and down the wall like this, if you do it yourself, you won't feel that there is anything wrong.But watching other people's bodies overlap with the part that was originally a wall, it is still unavoidable to have a strange sense of horror.

Wu Li ran back and forth a few times, barely getting used to the feeling, watched as Ling Su reached back and picked up Zhuang Die with half of his body, and led them to another wall.

"While they were going out, I just looked outside the door." Wu Li introduced in a low voice, "The door of 420 is also facing the stairwell, so you can go down directly."

The same is true of Wu Li's room, so it is very simple to go to the front desk, just walk along the stairs to the end, and there is no need to remember the route at all.

And he himself has been staying in the room for the past few days, and he hasn't discovered the secret of passing through the wall, so he didn't suspect whether the mentor went to other rooms at the beginning.

"It sounds complicated, but as long as you know the rules and memorize them, it's actually not that difficult."

Wu Li gradually found the feeling, and entered Room 419 by familiar ways, and bumped his head against the table leg against the wall: "It's just that the direction is still a bit messy..."

Zhuang Die nodded. He was squatting beside him, playing with the miniature model as a Rubik's cube: "Because this is not a puzzle specially given to us."

If he was in charge of formulating the questions, it would not be as simple as letting the Rubik's Cube stand sideways on the diagonal.

If the stacked cube is placed on the ground and erected along the diagonal of the body, it will be recoded according to this rule.Then rotate the first layer horizontally in the first hour, and rotate the first layer vertically in the second hour...and so on, random random shuffle every time it reaches zero will make things much more interesting.

But because this is just a dream with an unknown owner, it was not specially made to make it difficult for the tasker, so it still lacks the fun of solving puzzles.

"..." Wu Li couldn't help asking him: "May I ask, do you usually dream?"

Zhuang Die casually messed up the reset Rubik's Cube: "What's wrong?"

"It's okay... I just suddenly remembered that in the future, if someone who does mathematics or solves Olympiad questions gets stuck in my dream realm, we will have to charge extra."

Wu Li pressed his chest with some fear: "You must not be trapped in your own dreams, otherwise it will be very difficult to rescue you..."

"I won't." Zhuang Die shook his head, "the captain is here, and we are professional."

Wu reasoned with a sigh of relief: "That's okay, that's okay."

He was recalling the direction of room 313, lying on the floor and looking down carefully.

Wu Li stood up and was about to go down with a suitable posture, when he suddenly realized belatedly: "You call him captain, you—"

"It's the special incident handling team."

Ling Su patted him on the shoulder in a friendly manner, supported him with one hand, flipped neatly along the floor to the opposite wall, and landed firmly: "It's a layman."

Wu Li: "..."

Ling Su stretched out his hand, took Zhuang Die over, and gently placed it on the floor.

The rooms along the way are frequently changing directions, and it is easy to cause people to feel dizzy-this is because there is a difference between the proprioception and the observed picture, and the brain cannot process this inconsistent signal in a short time. Many people will The same is true for dizziness with 3D images.

Ling Su patiently helped Zhuang Die rub his temples, and explained the principle to him by the way.He found that Little Curly didn't take out his notebook as usual, and he was a little curious: "Don't you need to memorize it?"

"No need." Zhuang Die quickly adapted to the new direction and nodded, "I can remember."

Ling Su slightly raised his eyebrows.

He didn't ask any more questions, but there was a little more smile in his eyes, and he snorted a little curly hair again: "Okay... Let's see, what clues does this resident who left leave us."

Wu Li finally rescued himself from the state of cos Spiderman. As soon as he landed, he found that the two people had already taken care of each other, and tacitly cooperated to search the room.

He worked hard for a while, but found that he couldn't blend in, so he had to hide in the corner as far as possible without making trouble.

"That's how it was back then." Wu Li suddenly felt a little nostalgic, "That's how I was taken away by the great master of our professional team, got a paper out of it, and finally graduated by luck..."

He was feeling emotional, and Zhuang Die on the side had made a new discovery, and got out from under the desk: "Captain."

Ling Su took a few steps over, and looked at the scraps of paper with Zhuang Die.

Zhuang Die took out his own small bench and sat down.After looking at these pieces of paper one by one, he already had a rough idea. He divided several virtual grids on the floor and filled them in one by one.

He found this in the corner next to the desk and the wall. It seemed that someone had torn it to shreds. Most of the pieces of paper were only the size of a knuckle, and the largest one was no more than a quarter of a palm.

Zhuang Die concentrated on sitting on the ground and playing with the jigsaw puzzle, while Ling Su squatted aside, helping him while arranging the things he found one by one in a row.

"The person in room 313 is a middle-aged male who works part-time in other places."

Ling Su recalled what he had read: "Because of bipolar II disorder, I first received treatment without telling my family."

Among the documents brought by Wu Li, there was a corresponding room for the client, and the consulting agency only shared part of the treatment process and details internally with the consent of the client.

The person concerned is 43 years old this year and has formed a family.The wife is gentle and considerate, and the daughter is well-behaved and sensible. They are a very happy family.

The reason why he came to a psychological counseling institution was not because the client encountered any hurdles that he could not overcome—life was peaceful day after day, and those powerlessness and troubles were hidden in inconspicuous details, even if it was said It all looks trivial.

My wife fell ill a few years ago, and her health is getting worse and worse. The family gradually began to be unable to leave her to take care of her.

As my daughter grew up, her homework became more and more heavy, and she went to night after the evening self-study, and she had to walk alone on the way home.

I had rented the house for more than ten years, but the landlord suddenly said that he wanted to cancel the lease and had to move within a month.

The newly rented house is very remote, next to the chess and card room, full of smoky atmosphere and constant noise.

The roof leaks, but the residents above never fix it.Once the plug of the water heater was connected to electricity due to water leakage, which almost caused an accident.

The mother and daughter locked the door tightly as soon as it got dark, and the drunk man who walked into the wrong room knocked on the door in the middle of the night, so scared that they hugged each other and sat there all night without daring to move.

……

"The client has always wanted to change to a fixed local job, so that he doesn't need to travel around and can be with his family. But in the past few years, because of his illness, he can only hide away."

"He was afraid that he would have a manic episode and accidentally hurt his wife and daughter. He was also afraid that he would be trapped in a depressed state and interfere with his daughter's study..."

Ling Su found a rusty key from under the pillow and put it beside him: "In short, the patient is extremely dissatisfied with himself and thinks that he is useless to his family."

It is difficult to give a clear cause of bipolar disorder, and the first onset can be at any age.During an acute manic episode, the emotions are high and cannot be controlled, and may even hurt oneself and others. Generally, it is necessary to adhere to the full course of treatment.

Due to work reasons, the client could only go to the consulting agency intermittently, and his condition kept recurring—but not long ago, the consultant found that the client suddenly recovered without warning.

That was after a pre-hypnosis session for relaxation.

The person was lethargic for longer than usual.At first the hypnotist didn't pay attention, thinking that he was just too tired and under too much mental stress, but after entering the routine awakening process, the client still didn't wake up.

Just when the hypnotist noticed the abnormality and contacted the dream processing agency, the subject woke up after a day and a night of coma, interrupted the treatment and left.

Later, when the consultant tried to contact the client again, he found that the client was in an unbelievably good condition.

The client had returned home, lived with his family, rented a new house, and found a very good job.

He travels back and forth between work and home every day, happily taking care of his wife, picking up his daughter, getting along very well with his colleagues, and his illness has never recurred.

When asked about the details of hypnosis at that time, the person concerned recalled that he lost his way somehow in a dream and stayed in room 313 of a hotel for a day, and nothing happened other than that.

……

"This is a patient of the consultants in Room 419."

Wu Licai talked with those people and asked some undisclosed details: "They said that the person involved seemed to have had a few similar strange dreams... but the symptoms were much milder than our boy's, and they disappeared quickly. .”

To be on the safe side, the consulting agency conducted follow-up observations for a period of time, and did not find such things as waking up from a dream or confusion.

The life of the client is stable and happy, and it seems that he has completely got rid of the previous haze.

"After our case spread in the circle, they felt that the situation was very similar, so they decided to repeat the hypnosis process at that time and come to the hotel to have a look."

Wu Li scratched the back of his head: "They don't seem to have found anything yet. Room 313 has always been empty..."

Ling Su asked, "Empty?"

Wu Li nodded: "Yes, it's always been like this here."

Ling Su was noncommittal, turned his gaze away from behind Wu Li, and placed a dilapidated rag doll next to the key.

Zhuang Di put together the scraps of paper, on which a tree, a house and three people were drawn.

"House tree people." Ling Su explained, "The most commonly used projection test in psychology. It's hard to say whether it's reliable, but it's very commonly used in the consulting field."

He stretched out his hand and sketched along the messy lines on the screen: "A dead tree generally represents inferiority and guilt. The outline is too light, suggesting that the personality is about to collapse. The lines on the roof are obviously thicker than the others, representing the individual's efforts. Repressing fantasies that might get out of control, the walls that are about to crack reflect the conflicts within the personality that are on the verge of splitting..."

Before the words were finished, a ferocious black figure jumped out from the corner and rushed towards them.

Wu Li's face turned pale with fright, and he kept backing away with hands and feet: "Why-"

Ling Su sighed softly, raised his hand and was about to snap his fingers, but Zhuang Die held his arm.

"We're not here to take you back."

Zhuang Die picked up the rusty key and held it in his hand: "I just want to talk."

The black shadow that was already entangled with him suddenly froze, as if he had been severely scalded, and quickly retreated back to the corner of the wall.

Zhuang Die got up and walked over.

"Be careful!" Wu Li said anxiously, "I heard from some of them that the black shadow can eat people, and one of their companions was dragged away by the black shadow, and their whereabouts are still unknown..."

Wu Li leaned against the wall, trying to urge Ling Shu to stop Zhuang Die, but when he turned his head, he was suddenly startled.

Ling Su's gaze fell on Zhuang Die all the time, the scalpel was twisted between his fingers, ready to go, but he still did not move according to Zhuang Die's request.

Zhuang Die walked over and squatted down: "Do you still remember when you came here and how long you have been here?"