Crazy Psychologist

The sun fell on Muchun's shoulders, his keyboard and monitor, and also fell on Song Weixin's eyes.

The eye sockets are swollen, and the red blood threads around the pupils like spider legs reveal the pain and entanglement seeping out of the love between men and women that disturbs the night.

Who can not love the women in this world, who can not chase the emotions in dreams.

Although it was impulsive to stand on the rooftop of the sixth floor and plan to end his life, it was precisely because the patient in front of him had relatively strong strength and abundant physical fitness.

After all, youth is synonymous with strength and desperation. It’s no wonder that he drove more than a thousand kilometers just to pursue the woman in the dim light of his dream.

He hoped that the woman was also waiting for him. The relationship between the two was on the verge of breaking out. Once touched, it was out of control. It was like an overturned brazier, stars scattered, and the sea changed. Just because you can only see me in your eyes and think in your heart. Holding on to me, my belt will become wider and wider, but I will never regret it. I wish to win the heart of one person, and we will never be separated from each other until we grow old.

After all, love is urgent and does not care about the world. Love is essentially closely connected with death.

The emotion is like a moth plunging into a flame. Ask the moth, have you ever thought about what this pounce means? How can a moth care about it? Love has arisen and our hearts are connected. The other person is the living Buddha, unique among all living beings.

Destiny and destruction are not controlled by others. Human power is weak in the face of turbulent love. It is just a speck of dust falling on the gauze curtain, a ray of hot wind rubbing the ears and temples, and a drop of joyful teardrop jumping in the corner of the eye in the joy.

The fire was burning fiercely, the heart was burning hot, and suddenly the rain came, the sky changed color, the earth was crumbling, and the world became the abominable face of Erlang Shen who refused to recognize his relatives.

Some people are going to back down, and some are going to betray this oath.

The end of the world is still in front of you, but it is out of reach in an instant.

If you are disqualified on earth, you will fall straight into hell from heaven.

Who can bear it, who can easily get through it.

Even if he escaped the nightmare of self-destruction, every day he lived, every minute he opened his eyes, was filled with hellish emptiness, despair and pain.

Words cannot express the intensity of love, nor can words express the abyss of sorrow.

Although time naturally heals all grief, people are living in the present after all, and every breath is painful. Such a time is dark and dark.

"I'm really sad, but he's a really good guy."

"You made a good decision by choosing to return to Yaohai." Mu Chun said gently.

Song Weixin looked at Muchun gratefully and nodded awkwardly.

"It's scary to think about it now. I don't know how I drove back all the way."

"That's right! You are so right. I really don't know how I came back. It's like looking at a watermelon cut in half. My soul is crying. I want to die. My body As I stepped on the accelerator and turned the steering wheel, on this highway, I felt like I was really sleepwalking back."

"I've escaped death many times."

Song Weixin nodded repeatedly, as if he was describing other people's experiences, "Look, the doctor must also be driving. Is there someone who drove a long way, but seemed to have fallen asleep, and when he suddenly came back to his senses, he found that I have already driven a long way, but I have no memory of how I came across this stretch of road before, just like a fragment."

"Yes, most drivers have had this experience." Muchun nodded.

"I was like this the whole trip. I have no memory of how I refueled at a gas station. Then I have no memory of what happened along the way. The stereo in the car was always on. I was afraid that I would fall asleep, but I couldn't sleep at all. Wait, you know? Ever since that woman said she couldn't love me, I haven't slept a single night, I've simply become an owl."

"Well, this period is quite difficult."

"But I think I'm a good person, right? I was still thinking this morning that it must be because I'm a good person, because I met you on the roof yesterday. But I don't know if you are a good person. At least you are a money thief. host."

Muchun smiled slightly, "You still need money."

"Is it really intentional?"

"Um?"

Song Weixin said brightly: "It's the so-called doctor's treatment method."

"Oh, repeatedly confirm your crisis level. If you value money very much, it means that you have less desire to settle things once and for all. On the other hand, it is to bring you back to reality. Sometimes, reality can save you. Ours, because of gravity.”

"Gravity?" Song Weixin didn't understand.

"It's the power of the earth itself." Muchun said as he drew a ball and a few simple lines on the white paper.

"What is this?"

"Earth, let's call it real life. Why do people stand on the earth instead of floating?"

"Because the earth has gravity, doesn't Newton's apple prove it?"

"Reality also has such a gravitational effect, which can gradually pull a person who has fallen off the track back to live a stable life."

"I can no longer live a stable life. Although I don't want to die, my life still can't get better. I feel like the walking dead is my current state."

"It's not a walking corpse, it's heartache, it's a mess inside, it's disorganized."

Muchun's words were very clear, but Song Weixin didn't hear a word. He talked about his pain over and over again, pressing his chest with one hand and supporting his knees with the other. He spoke faster and faster, and repeated the sentences. more and more.

His lips gradually turned pale because he spoke too fast, and the saliva that overflowed formed two puddles on both sides of his mouth. One was called shame, and the other was called clueless.

These are two potential states after falling out of love. Pain is a surface emotion that also brings some physical symptoms, such as insomnia, irritability, and anger. Some people even experience nausea and vomiting, diarrhea, and a few may experience stupor and difficulty breathing.

But lurking beneath the pain are some of the practical issues left behind after a relationship ends.

Lovelorn people are often engulfed by huge pain, unable to calm down and sort out their thoughts, and become so negative that they harm their bodies and allow their souls to dry up.

They repeatedly talk about "uncomfortable" and describe a sense of destruction close to "death", unable to discover potential real problems.

Discovering real problems and facing them squarely is a small window out of broken love.

Song Weixin's small window has been opened. He doesn't know it. He longs for help. He repeatedly expresses his discomfort. Mu Chun sees it and understands. The next important thing is how to let Song Weixin's attention come out of the pain a little bit. Get off the rollercoaster of emotions and re-examine what lies behind the pain.