Crazy Psychologist

By the time the three-month filming came to an end, Qiu Ping's skin had begun to shed severely.

"Why is this happening? Didn't I tell you not to take medicine frequently? Why is it that the skin is shedding here and there is still bleeding underneath."

The doctor never thought that Qiu Ping, who had skin allergies, had no time to take medicine in the past three months, and she was wearing makeup every day, and she had to put on and remove makeup more frequently than usual.

On the way back to the company, Shen Xiaoyun's simple words of instruction would always linger in Qiu Ping's ears:

An extra pound of meat means ten opportunities.

If you can't put on makeup well, it's hard to save yourself.

If that doesn't work, go and film a mukbang show. Luo Li's big appetite is still a good selling point.

It’s all about face. If your face doesn’t work, no one will ask you to take pictures of you, so you can take pictures yourself.

Qiu Ping shook his head. The lights of the subway were reflected on the glass door. Qiu Ping suddenly felt as if he heard a voice, "Jump off, so you will never be tired again."

I’m really tired. I haven’t had a break in several years. I’m really tired.

But sister Xiaoyun has always been with her, right? The girls in the company work hard, and everyone works equally hard.

Thinking of this, Qiu Ping regained his energy, unconsciously took out a painkiller from his bag and threw it into his mouth.

She couldn't remember which painkiller she had taken today.

Originally scheduled for filming at 12 noon, Qiu Ping finally had a face that could be seen after two layers of underwear. She walked to the props room to look for a wig, and suddenly heard someone talking in the props room.

It’s Sister Xiaoyun. Qiu Ping didn't dare to disturb him and waited at the door.

Shen Xiaoyun complained, "If I hadn't brought her out, I really don't want to care about her anymore. Let her go after we shoot the cosmetics video this time."

"Sister Shen, don't be angry. Qiu Ping is very hardworking."

"She doesn't work hard at all in the internet celebrity circle. If she could be half as hard as you, I wouldn't have to work so hard."

Qiu Ping thought that he heard wrongly. Sister Xiaoyun, who was usually so kind to him, would never say this.

But a month later, she was fired, and Shen Xiaoyun didn't give her a cent of the year-end bonus she had promised.

Qiu Ping always felt that he had not done well and was depressed, unable to eat or sleep.

Every day at noon, I changed my clothes and took the subway to the company. When I arrived at the company door, I heard that I had been fired.

One day, at the subway station, Qiu Ping heard another voice shouting, "I'm too tired, don't make any efforts."

In this way, when she walked to a section of track without an isolation door, she leaned forward and almost fell down.

"do not do that."

A gentle voice stopped her, along with a pair of gentle hands and a face as pure as snowflakes.

"Nothing is too hard to live with."

The gentle voice said again.

Qiu Ping quickly covered her face with her hands. Fortunately, the subway came and she escaped into the subway like a mouse caught in the rain.

The man Qiu Ping met that day was Yu Li. For more than a year after that, which was Qiu Ping's fifth year in this city, Qiu Ping, who had no friends, could not sleep every night just listening to Yu Li's voice. She felt that this voice was the best gift the world had given her.

Later, she learned that Yu Li also suffered from long-term stomach pain, and the two chatted about painkillers. Only then did Qiu Ping realize that there were people in the world who took painkillers like candy and ate them like her.

"At least we didn't take drugs, right?" Qiu Ping asked Yu Li teasingly.

"Yeah, who said people need to live a long time? I think the feeling of happiness now is also important." Yu Li said.

"If one day you are completely disappointed with this world, let's go to the end of the Sea of ​​Roses and go to another world."

Qiu Ping's unintentional words became the trigger of the red house incident.

"Painkillers are addictive and will cure your stomach pain, but over time they will cause real stomach problems; they will make you happy and calm, but over time they will make you more irritable or always want to sleep. "Exactly what kind of problems each person will have after taking different types of painkillers for a long time - not sure. What is certain is that there will be problems, and it will affect your nervous system."

After Muchun finished speaking, Qiu Ping suddenly stood up, "Then I don't want it anymore. I'm leaving first. Doctor, don't bother."

Muchun felt the pain in his chest pierce through him again like a poisonous arrow.

"Are you going to complete the unfinished business for Ting Yuli?"

When Muchun asked, Qiu Ping, who was originally weak, suddenly became firm, "I just don't know."

"You are sick, it is not fate, you are sick,"

Muchun said with difficulty, "It's not just you who are sick, there are many people. You can save them. Qiu Ping, you can save them."

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When Chu Sisi came back, she saw Muchun's face was ashen and thought that he would have an inexplicable high fever and become comatose like last time.

"Teacher, are you okay?"

Muchun replied with difficulty, "It's okay."

After Qiu Ping left, Muchun called Liu Yiming and said he wanted to meet Slim.

The trouble should end it.

The meeting time was set at ten o'clock in the morning on Thursday. The slim girl that Mu Chun saw could hardly stand up.

"It's not that we don't feed him, it's that he refuses food. He just wants to sleep."

Ma Lu told Muchun that Yu Li's parents refused to see their son, but contacted the police to ask how Yu Li's property would be settled if he was sentenced.

"How can there be such parents in the world?"

Malu shook his head and glanced at Yu Li, who was half lying on the ground.

Yu Li didn't feel anything at all. It didn't matter at all. His parents had given up hope for a long time.

This world is full of lonely people. Once lonely people are together with normal human society, they will be scarred.

"I'd love to see what kind of person you are?"

Muchun said.

"You see, that's what I am, a listless person."

"You took too many painkillers. You have a disease that can be treated."

Yu Li shook his head, "I don't want treatment. In fact, I want to go to the end and see what it's like. Unfortunately, I can't tell those who believe in me and like me. It feels good to have someone like me."

"How many days have you been sleeping?" Muchun asked again.

"For many days, I like to fall asleep. I don't feel anything when I fall asleep. It's more comfortable than taking medicine. So I have a switch. As long as I turn on this switch, I can sleep all the time. I feel that in many people's bodies, They all have this switch, and as long as it is turned on, they can sleep forever. Isn’t that switch called [depression]?”

Muchun was a little surprised, how could this word come about, how could Yu Li know it.