Deep in the Act - Chapter 2

[chapter 2]

Fang Chi put down the phone and felt a tightness in his chest, so he took off his glasses and stood up, and opened the large window on the south side of the consulting room to let the cool breeze in.

The call is from Zuo Linlin. She is a ballet dancer. She has bright phoenix eyes. She likes to smile. She has a dimple. She is tall and thin. She is just right for him. She has fair skin and long hair with citrus or mint in it. delicious.

Fang Chi frowned, she was his ex-girlfriend.

They met in the United States and dated for more than a year. This was definitely a marathon for him. They skied in Colorado, sunbathed in Florida, and rode horses in Texas until he returned to China for her…

Someone knocked on the door, and it was Secretary Feng, who said in a gentle and indifferent voice, “Doctor Fang.”

“Come in.” He turned his head.

Secretary Feng opened the door, wearing a water-blue dress: “The 3rd appointment is here, Mr. Lin Guoqiang.”

Fang Chi nodded: “Let him wait for ten minutes.”

He was very tired, closed the window and walked back to the desk, next to the phone There was a piece of paper, which was filled with the details Zuo Linlin said, and in the middle was a name circled in red pen: Micro Motion.

her current man.

Fang Chi put back on his glasses, put his fists on his chin, and recalled her complaint on the phone: “He is not such a person, he is very… very gentle, very sensitive, very… artistic, I mean, he is elegant. The person…”

“Hmm,” Fang Chi didn’t want to hear what she said about that person at all: “What do you think is wrong with him?”

“He doesn’t sleep.”

Fang Chi pulled a sticky note: “Do you know the reason? ”

“He seems to be afraid of the dark, and sometimes he has nightmares.”

“What else?”

“He stopped driving suddenly, and he refused to even go to the parking lot.” For the

car, Fang Chi put an asterisk on the paper: ” Had an accident?”

“No, he doesn’t go shopping with me, doesn’t go to the movies, he often breaks cups, and loses his mind while watching TV…”

“How long has he been like this?”

“More than a month, Charles, I really can’t do anything, or I won’t find You…” Her voice trembled, as if she was crying: “I want to go on with him, really, I am willing to try any method!”

Fang Chi became irritable: “What else?” The

other end of the phone was quiet, Then he said: “He drinks, maybe… I found a bottle of sleeping pills in the wine cabinet this morning, and it was one-third missing.”

“He didn’t drink before?”

“Drink a little, red wine, a bottle every two months or so .”

, After discovering sleeping pills, I looked at the wine cabinet, and it was full of new wine.”

Fang Chi stopped writing because of alcoholism and drug dependence, and a thought flashed in his mind: “How is your relationship?” This question was just to satisfy himself “Everything.”

“We…it’s okay, he comes home after work, we talk and cook together,” she hesitated for a while, and finally talked about Fang Chi’s interest: “…I ask Yes, but he didn’t respond.” The

sex life is not active, Fang Chi drew two horizontal lines below: “What about friends?”

“In his line of work, in his position, he doesn’t have any real friends, but…”

Zuo Linlin Said that he and his colleagues had an unpleasant quarrel two days ago, did something, aggressive behavior?

Fang Chi put a question mark, and then asked about his parents. He is a single-parent family. He grew up with his mother. He is smart and has a smooth journey.

“Charles, today is the best day. I’ll ask him to come to you.”

Fang Chi pursed his lips and brushed his curly hair on his forehead: “My last consultation is at 2:30, and you ask him to come after four.”

Three years after the breakup, the first phone call was hung up like this. Fang Chi felt very uncomfortable. It was jealousy and bad emotions. He knew that he was the one to treat this, a psychiatrist.

In the most prosperous area of Shanghai, he has a consulting room of 200 square meters, a Freudian recliner, a secretary with a deadpan expression, and a pile of patients who cannot be seen.

Dut duk duk, Secretary Feng knocked on the door again: “Doctor Fang, may I invite Mr. Lin in?”

Fang Chi raised his eyes from the sticky note and glanced at the bright white wall, which read “Change the world, from Changing yourself begins” slogan, with his usual judgmental demeanor, he looked slowly towards the door: “Please come in.”

Relationship between husband and wife, social barriers, depression, Fang Chi dealt with these people all day long, and the last patient rubbed his hands. It was three forty-two when I left the consulting room with tears in my eyes.

He took off his glasses and rubbed his eyes. He looked at the wall clock on the wall. Outside the door, Secretary Feng stepped on high heels and walked towards the gate. It was obvious that the person had already arrived. Micro Motion, Zuo Linlin broke up with him because of this person.

Arriving more than 15 minutes earlier shows that he is a conscientious and careful person, possibly with type A blood. Fang Chi briefly outlined an outline of the question and wrote the fifth item. Outside, Secretary Feng suddenly laughed briskly. laugh.

She is not married yet, Fang Chi thought, this is normal, he continued to write questions, only wrote two questions, then stopped writing and couldn’t continue.

He doesn’t want to consult with Micro Motion at all. Alcoholism, insomnia, insanity, he deserves something wrong!

He was trying to control his emotions when Secretary Feng knocked on the door: “Doctor Fang, Mr. Gao is here.”

Fang Chi impatiently said, “Isn’t it time yet?”

Secretary Feng wanted to say something, but a deep and gentle voice interrupted her: ” It’s okay for Miss Feng, we have an appointment at four o’clock, and I’ll wait.”

Fang Chi’s anger suddenly rose, he crumpled up the question paper and threw it into the trash can, put on his glasses and looked towards the door: “Mr. Gao, please come in.”

The door opened, and Secretary Feng’s blue skirt flashed, letting in a man in a neat suit.

He is not tall, for example, Fang Chi is even half his head short, his short hair is combed beautifully, with a somewhat delicate feeling, the suit is high-end, and the waistline is very coquettish, yes, coquettish, that’s what Fang Chi thought of, and the tie is Hermes commemorative money, it seems that the income is not cheap.

“Hello.” Micro Motion greeted first, with no expression on his face. He had an impressive face, big eyes like a woman, narrow lips, and his chin was pressed against the collar of his shirt. There was a tense movement all over his body.

“Hello.” Fang Chi smiled. This is his occupational disease, and he established a relationship with the visitor: “Mr. Gao, please sit down.”

There are two black chairs arranged diagonally in the middle of the consultation room, and he walks around Go out and notice Micro Motion’s expression on the third step – he’s staring at the door that’s about to close with an almost horrified look.

“Mr. Gao?” Fang Chi probed.

Gao Zhun was obviously taken aback, and took a step back as if frightened. It was this step that convinced Fang Chi that there was something wrong with him.

“Mr. Gao, please sit down.” Fang Chi took the pen and notebook and sat down first, becoming very interested. He looked at Micro Motion pitifully, seeing him reluctantly sit down, leaning the vintage leather bag on the chair leg: “Is this the first time to receive psychological counseling?” The

door closed with a click, and Micro Motion swallowed a mouthful of saliva, but did not answer.

He was wearing perfume, which smelled very good. Fang Chi looked at him from a close distance. He had good taste and culture, at least he looked impeccable: “Mr. Burden.”

“Okay.” Gao Zhun replied very gently, and lightly cast his gaze on Fang Chi, and quickly moved away after a short contact.

“Mr. Gao, what do you do?”

“I invest in art.”

“What exactly do you do?”

“I have the right to price artwork and design products within ten latitudes and longitudes.”

“You majored in art at university? ”

“Art management, I have made prints.”

When it comes to work and study experience, Gao Zhun seems to be a little relaxed, because that is his field of success, but Fang Chi is keenly aware that he has been paying attention to that door, secretly , looking at it from the corner of my eye.

claustrophobic?

He wrote it down in his notebook.

“You and Lin Lin are boyfriend and girlfriend?”

Gao Zhun was stunned for a moment, but his expression was quite normal: “She is my fiancee.”

The word “fiancee” made Fang Chi very unhappy. I don’t know about his relationship with Zuo Linlin, she didn’t tell him: “She asked you to come to me, and you didn’t resist at all?” He laughed against his will, with a kind of tough chic: “Most people don’t like to look at psychological It

’s from the doctor.”

Gao Zhun was not affected by his emotions, and rubbed his nose with his right index finger: “She cares about me very much, she said that you are friends, I want to come and get to know each other.”

Some people will do this when hesitant, Fang Chi observed him carefully like a high school student observing his crush, and he knew he had lied: “She said you have insomnia.”

Unexpectedly, Micro Motion changed his tone, a little sharp, Somewhat provocatively: “Doctor Fang never suffers from insomnia?”

This is a defensive state, Fang Chi laughed: “Of course there are times when I can’t fall asleep, I usually listen to music or watch TV, what about you?”

Micro Motion’s face stiffened He stopped, his thin lips moved, and his sharp and narrow red tongue stretched out to lick the corners of his mouth: “I… know how to drink, I can’t stay up all night in my job.”

“Oh,” Fang Chi pulled his voice deliberately Chang: “Then have you tried sleeping pills?”

He didn’t look at Micro Motion, but he could feel that Micro Motion was staring at him intently, the air froze, like a silent wrestling. Gao Gui was at a loss for what to do, his beautiful big eyes dodged for a while, and finally succumbed to the pressure. He took a deep breath, closed his eyelashes and opened them again: “Is there any water?”

Fang Chi put down the pen and paper, got up to pour water for him, the moment the switch of the water

dispenser was pressed, Micro Motion said flatly behind his back: “I tried it.”

Fang Chi immediately seized the opportunity: “How long?”

Handed it to him, Micro Motion held the cup and didn’t drink it: “One month.”

How to describe his expression, fear, loneliness, and despair, Fang Chi must have seen such an expression before, but he couldn’t think of it for a moment. Get up: “Does it feel good after eating?”

“…Not good.” Gao Zhun gradually relaxed, and pressed his waist back against the back of the chair. This was a signal to let Fang Chi know that he could go further. The meaning of coaxing, slowly approaching: “What will happen if you don’t eat?”

Gao Zhun followed his train of thought and said: “I will have nightmares.”

“What kind of nightmares?”

“It’s always that dream, I…”

He wanted to say “I walked down the parking lot alone”, but the words stopped on the edge of his mouth. In order to prevent these words from coming out, he even covered his mouth. Fang Chi watched the cold sweat flow down his smooth forehead with his own eyes. Come down—he is in great pain.

For Zuo Linlin, Fang Chi should have stimulated him harder, but he didn’t. Instead, he stretched out his hand to support that thin shoulder. Micro Motion didn’t give him the chance. The water in the cup is just to avoid his sudden hand.

The scene was very embarrassing, Fang Chi wanted to smile wryly, but he controlled it: “It’s okay.”

“Yes, I’m sorry…I’m sorry…” Gao Zhun repeated, Fang Chi glanced at him inadvertently, and found that the corners of his eyes were wet.

“Are you afraid?” he asked.

Gao Zhun immediately denied: “No, no, it’s just…you are too close to me.”

Fang Chi thought for a while, then stood up: “Let’s try.”

“Try what?”

“Try a safe distance that you can accept. ”

Gao Zhun wanted to reject this proposal with a smile: “Don’t be joking, Doctor Fang, two big men…”

Fang Chi didn’t want to go around in circles with him anymore: “Mr. Gao, now I can be sure that you have a problem,” he paused , so that this sentence is more powerful: “Besides, I can tell you responsibly that I can solve your problem.”

Gao Zhun opened his mouth slightly and looked up at him intently. This is what Fang Chi wants, cooperation “I can help you adjust your insomnia, fear, and interpersonal relationship to the best state.”

These words obviously tempted Micro Motion, and he said eagerly: “How?”

Fang Chi stared at him firmly .

His eyes: “I want you to trust me.”

Micro Motion immediately replied: “I trust you!”

Fang Chi shook his head: “First of all, I want you to tell me the truth.”

The fire in Micro Motion’s eyes dimmed , he lowered his proud neck, habitually held the Patek Philippe on his left wrist, and said weakly and with difficulty: “Give me a little time…”