Crazy Psychologist

A gust of wind hit Zhu Xiaoming's face, causing some pain. He subconsciously reached out and touched his cheek, but forgot that his eyes were still facing the store. The clerk in the store had his hands folded in his apron pockets and hid at the counter unhappily. Behind her, the small silver Christmas tree on the table just blocked her face, and Zhu Xiaoming felt indescribable.

It was like those people always avoided him when he was a child. Now, he was standing outside the store despite being separated by glass. He was just an ordinary passerby. Passing by the store, he could see the twinkling lights in the store and the shining decorations on the Christmas tree. It tells the story of the Christmas spirit that has not faded away. Even though it is May, the breath of winter still lingers in some corners and refuses to leave.

It's like something that has been blurred and can't be found, but is still somewhere.

"Come on, don't go that way." A woman urged. She was urging the six or seven-year-old child next to her.

"I told you to stop running around and be careful of bad guys, you know?"

The young mother put her arms around her child's shoulders and held an umbrella in her other hand. When the two passed by Zhu Xiaoming, Zhu Xiaoming felt that the mother had pressed her child closer to him, and asked the invisible "bad guys" around her. "Send a spell to keep evil spirits out.

With him around, it seemed like there was something evil around.

Looking along the direction where young mothers and children pass, a neat row of billboards are brightly lit, illuminating the west side of Tiandong Road. Next to Tiandong Road is the most lively Tiandong subway station in the area. Outside the station There are many people coming and going in shopping malls every day. This kind of large shopping mall has rich food and beverages, cinemas and shopping experiences that closely follow the tastes of young people. Even the billboards outside the shopping mall are constantly flashing two-dimensional images, as if all Everyone has enough free time to kill a few hours in the mall, or everyone can find someone to watch a movie with, have dinner with, or go shopping.

The west side of Tiandong Road is also brightly lit. The lights there are different from those of Tiandong Shopping Center. The light signs there are lit for students and parents, or in other words, for the children's future.

From English tutoring to Mathematical Olympiad to various interest and specialty classes, calligraphy and other courses, we have everything you need.

Tian Dongxi's training institution is also very famous in Luohai. The main reason is that Tiandong Primary School is so famous. As one of the most famous elementary schools in Luohai, the training center near Tiandong Primary School has also become popular in the city.

In just a minute, many parents were carrying schoolbags in one hand and umbrellas in the other, taking their children from the direction of Tiandong Elementary School to the subway. It was necessary to take the subway to school. This was considered normal in Tiandong Elementary School, because the school Well, parents are willing to spend more time on the road. They think it is definitely worth the money. The parents are still full of energy, but the children look very tired and listless. I don’t know if they are hungry.

These are all the children who have just finished school in the after-school class. In fact, the school time for Luohai Primary School is very early. Most of them are home from school before 3:30. After so many years of education burden reduction, the children of Luohai have indeed spent less time in school. A lot, but the working hours of parents have not been reduced accordingly. Children have nowhere to go after school, and they cannot delay their study time. Training institutions near prestigious schools have become the first choice of many parents after school.

Suddenly, he didn’t know whether it was the scent of tea eggs on the hand of a child passing by that made Zhu Xiaoming fall into memories, or whether the chill from the rain at around six o’clock reminded him of the time after school when he was a child. Zhu Xiaoming couldn't tell clearly. He sneezed and scared the girl who happened to be passing by him. This time he was really scared, and the girl's face turned white instantly.

Zhu Xiaoming silently took out the mask from his pocket. Originally, the weather was getting warmer and many people did not like to wear masks. However, Zhu Xiaoming still kept a mask in his pocket at all times because he would feel an inexplicable sense of security when wearing a mask. , the whole world seems to have become safer.

On evenings like this, he would always look out uneasily in the after-school classroom, hoping that his mother or father would pick him up earlier. No matter how many years he attended the after-school class, he never felt too good. Well, no one is playing with him. Everyone around him has friends, but he is alone.

This is true at school during the day, and it is also true at night care after school. Only the feeling of going home is safe.

I probably stopped laughing from then on.

Zhu Xiaoming walked slowly towards the subway station. At this moment, his cell phone rang.

At first glance, dozens of messages suddenly popped up on QQ. Classmates I hadn’t seen for a long time were speaking in the group one by one. The content of the discussion was about the May party.

It was always the liveliest time when we were discussing the specific time. Everyone was talking to each other, and they all said politely that they would attend the party as long as they were in China. I am an old classmate of more than 20 years, and they would often party during my graduation party. Later, It gradually faded away, and this time I don’t know who asked for a party, everyone showed up.

Originally, this group was deserted, and Zhu Xiaoming would not have thought it was dazzling. Now that the group was bustling, he suddenly felt uneasy. The unhappiness of his childhood came out one by one. He quickened his pace and wanted to get into the subway quickly. With his right hand, But he kept reading the news.

"Is everyone okay?" someone asked.

"I just want to ask if everyone is alive."

"Hahaha!"

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Zhu Xiaoming wanted to reply with a message, "I haven't heard that anyone is gone."

After thinking about it for a while, he felt bad, so he put his briefcase under his arm so that he could hold his phone with both hands, or reply, "Everyone will come this time."

But is this what he has in mind?

I couldn't make up my mind and thought I must reply to a message. Why couldn't I reply to the message generously?

Zhu Xiaoming is not a transparent person who doesn't make a living on the Internet. He also likes to hang out in some game groups and player groups. He really doesn't have many friends in life, but Zhu Xiaoming is still a very popular person online.

"I'll come this time."

"definitely."

"Please count those who come, or if you don't mind, change the nickname to your own name."

Everyone changed their names one after another, each one faster than the other, as if there was no need to squeeze into the bus or change the subway during get off work hours, and everyone's chat speed was at the expert level.

Zhu Xiaoming was anxious, his palms began to sweat inexplicably, and he had been wandering in front of the security check channel of the subway station for a while without realizing it.

That place was not suitable for staying, but Zhu Xiaoming's attention was all on the QQ group at the moment, and he didn't even realize that he was blocking the passage. It wasn't until a girl was bumped into by him accidentally turning around that he realized that he had reached it. Inside the subway station.

"Excuse me, do you want to take the subway?"

"Ah, no, oh, right." Zhu Xiaoming muttered in reply. Only after he looked away from the phone did he realize that the person talking to him was a policeman.