God made me miserable

"I'm surprised." Hannibal, who was wearing a brown suit, sat in his chair and looked at the patient opposite him in a very authoritative and professional manner, "Zoe, you have nothing to do with what happened to yourself. Avoidance, and no problem with emotional processing." He wrote down the diagnosis in his notebook.

It was 10 o'clock in the morning the next day, and Zooey and Hannibal made an appointment to see the doctor.

"Thank you." Zooey smiled.In the consultation room where the ogre used to see the doctor, a very comfortable single-seat soft sofa was prepared for the patient.But the softer the sofa, the more Zooey felt that she had no bottom. "Doctor Lecter, from a professional point of view, can I already handle these things independently? I mean... It takes a process for anyone to accept these things. Since I can face it calmly, do you mean, I don't need..." Zoe hoped that Hannibal could take the initiative to say that she didn't need to receive psychotherapy.That way she wouldn't have to worry about seeing the ogre three times a week.

"But Zoe, it's hard for you to trust others now." Hannibal's expression was calm, with a temperament unique to psychologists that makes people unconsciously trust, "The experience of meeting serial killers twice in succession made me You start to distrust other people. Even sitting here now, you also distrust me, your psychiatrist." His tone was low, with an irrefutable sense of authority.

That's because you're not trustworthy in the first place.

Zooey blinked and touched the gauze on her wrist. "Doctor Lecter, I don't deny this." It's unwise to lie in front of a professional psychologist and a perverted killer who can see through people's hearts. Zoe cherishes her life and has no intention of dying. "However, given the fact that we have only known each other for less than 4 days and have only met 3 times in total, I don't think I can fully trust the behavior of a strange psychiatrist, which is within the normal range." She turned towards the opposite side The sitting man smiled.

"Oh, I really can't refute it." Hannibal raised his eyebrows and nodded.

"But Zoe, after most people choose to see a psychiatrist, they are emotionally inclined to trust their own doctor." The ogre gracefully put down the pen in his hand, "Although there are still a certain proportion of patients who will be treated at the last I began to choose to observe my own doctor instead of trusting, but Zoe, your level of resistance is the most intense type of patient I have met in my career."

Zoe looked directly into the eyes of the psychiatrist sitting opposite. If she hadn't known who Hannibal was, she might not be convinced by the other party.

"Trust issue", Zoe's eyes saw Hannibal's notebook on the small table in the middle. "You think I have a trust barrier."

"Yes." Hannibal nodded.

"But you just said that I handle my emotions well." After experiencing so many things, Zooey naturally dare not say that she has no psychological problems at all.But the point is, who can say that their mental health is completely healthy?

It's like if you go to the hospital for a comprehensive checkup, everyone will be more or less diagnosed with some minor problems. Everyone queues up to see a psychologist. Who can really get a diagnosis that is completely fine?

"It's very good, that's right." Hannibal looked at the blonde girl in front of him, wondering why she resisted him so much.

Because of the experience of being thrown into a river by a serial killer?Obviously not.

"Zoe, you didn't blame yourself, and you didn't resent the murderer. You calmly accepted that he was detained by the police and awaited the verdict from the court. Even at the police station yesterday, you were facing the man who targeted you. , When the murderer who almost took you away was very calm." But it was too calm.

"Your performance makes me feel that you are not telling what happened to yourself, but describing other people's stories." Hannibal is very sure that there must be some unknown hidden in the seemingly ordinary girl in front of him. secret. "Zoe, admitting that you need help is what you need to do now."

Having said that, Zooey knew that it was impossible for her to get an answer from the ogre that she didn't need to come again. "Doctor Lecter, do you have to say that I have a mental problem?" Picking up the cold tea on the coffee table, Zooey leaned back on the sofa and relaxed, "I thought I was fine."

"Sorry, Zoe. This is my job." Hannibal looked at the girl in front of him holding the teacup but not drinking it. "It is my responsibility to observe your behavior, give a diagnosis, and help you overcome it." Goldilocks He took the initiative to accept psychological treatment, but after meeting him for the first time, he began to be wary of him in every possible way.

It's interesting, isn't it?

"Ding dong, Hannibal Lecter's favorability is +5! The total favorability is 55 points! Please be careful, Zoe!" the system reminded worriedly.

"Then it seems that I still have to see you." Swirling the tea in the cup, Zooey casually mentioned before drinking it, "Dr. Reid said that you are the best psychiatrist around here One, I believe you will help me improve the situation."

"Oh, Dr. Rhett is overrated." Hannibal smiled. "Then we'll stop here today." It was impossible for the guarded little girl to reveal anything today.

"Okay." Zooey looked up at the clock, it was exactly 10:15. "Then we'll see you tonight, Doctor Lecter." The little doctor spoke quickly, and he insisted on accepting the ogre's dinner invitation yesterday.Even though her stomach was hurting, Zooey still bit the bullet and agreed - she couldn't look at the savior who knew nothing and went to have dinner with Hannibal alone, right?

"See you tonight." Hannibal walked to the door in a gentlemanly manner and opened the door for the blonde girl. "Zoe, I hope you and Dr. Rhett will like my craft."

"I'm looking forward to it." Smiling against her will, Zooey bid farewell to the ogre.

"So Dr. Lecter helped you identify the mental state of a serial killer?" Zoe's cute green car was sitting in the passenger seat of BAU's little doctor.

"Yes." Reid, who was picked up by the girl in the car, didn't think there was any problem at all. "The situation was urgent at the time, and the defense lawyers were very tight. If Dr. Lecter hadn't flown directly that night, I'm afraid the other party would have been exonerated." As for Zoe, she was asking about Hannibal Lecter all the way today. Regarding the special question, the little doctor only thought that the other party wanted to know more about the resume of the psychiatrist.

"Zoe, Dr. Lecter is very professional, don't worry." The little doctor comforted the new friend around him a little clumsily.Because of his personality and work relationship, Rhett rarely meets anyone who makes him relax.And Zoe, the beautiful girl he rescued from the river, made Rhett feel very comfortable.

"I went to see a doctor this morning, and Dr. Lecter said that I have a trust disorder." Zoe didn't understand psychology, and she wanted to get an answer from a real authority, "Dr. Reid, but I don't feel it at all. "Wanting to be clichéd but unable to show distrust of Hannibal, Zooey felt that her brain cells were about to die - the little doctor sitting next to her was an expert in psychology and behavior.

"Zoe, ordinary people will need a certain amount of time to digest the whole thing after going through these things. The length of this time varies from person to person, and everyone reacts differently to their experiences." Rhett sincerely Remember the instructions given to him by his colleagues - don't endorse, "Dr. Lecter is now your psychiatrist, and the conclusions he draws must be based on his own judgment. If you have any questions, you can communicate with him in time. Zoe , I am not your therapist, and sometimes there is no way to analyze your situation as comprehensively as Dr. Lecter."

After Rhett finished speaking, he felt that he had not spoken well enough. "I mean, Zoe, you've handled it well. But Dr. Lecter can help you better...uh," Rhett swallowed the following words, feeling that he didn't give the girl around him a correct answer. "Trust disorder is actually a very common psychological problem. We have seen it in our daily life, and there are various causes. The most common reason is... Uh, sorry, I endorsed it again."

"Pfft..." The little doctor had a pitiful expression of a child doing something wrong, and Zooey couldn't help being amused.The heaviness of going to an ogre's dinner party was also dispelled. "Dr. Reid, you should be more confident." As an FBI elite, the little doctor is soft with a degree, and his IQ absolutely despises most people, but why is his personality so soft and cute?

"Red, to be honest, you should be more confident." The car had already driven to Hannibal's residence, and Zooey stopped the car, "You are a BAU elite, the kind of doctorate certificates that can kill people when stacked up. Get up!" If the little doctor didn't get up, how would they catch Hannibal?

"You should have an air of 'I am the smartest in the world, you are all a group of earthlings with fishy lips'." Zooey thought about her idol's usual demeanor, "What you should do is speak out and let Others doubt life, not yourself!" Little doctor, you are so weak, how can we put the ogre in prison!

Rhett blinked and looked at the sincere girl sitting beside him, "You really think so?" No one had ever said such a thing to him before.

"Of course." Zooey nodded.

"...you can call me Spencer." Rhett wanted to say this sentence a long time ago.

"Sure", Zoe took the car key, "Then let's get out of the car, Spencer." The first step of making friends with the little doctor has been successfully taken!

congratulations!

"Ding dong, Spencer Reed's favorability is +5, and the total favorability is 75 points. The branch line of sitting and eating fruit and fruit has been opened! Come on, Zoe!"

The author has something to say: 8:[-] p.m.... I woke up late today... cover my face