Deep in the Act - Chapter 4

[Chapter 4]

The second time Fang Chi saw Micro Motion, he was still dressed so neatly, his hair was loosely tied up with pomade, and he wore an obsidian earring on his right ear. Behind him, he wished he could turn into a shadow and be trampled under his feet.

He was still early, and Fang Chi had just come out of the story of the last visitor, with a tired expression: “Mr. Gao, do you have the habit of wearing earrings?”

Micro Motion put down the bag, this time it was Givenchy’s limited edition, delicate and feminine : “There was a meeting of cross-border artists in the afternoon, and I did as the Romans did,” he said

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kicking the bag next to his feet: “Or I don’t need to know this kind of stuff.”

A woman’s heart, Fang Chi withdrew his gaze and hit him on the face. It was a long-term insomnia face, slack and dull, with thin dark circles: “Do you use women’s perfume?

” The word stabbed, showing a weird expression, like disgust, but also like fear: “No, the cologne I use may be those models…they like to hug…or when they take pictures together…”

He changed Feeling clumsy, Fang Chi smiled: “Mr. Gao, can we start now?”

He motioned to Secretary Feng at the door, and she walked over gently to close the door. Fang Chi observed Gao Zhun’s expression, and he showed that expression again He looked terrified, like some kind of frightened animal, as if he could faint with a snap of his fingers.

“Mr. Gao,” Fang Chi was still sitting diagonally to him, holding a pen and notebook in his hands, “Last time you said that your fiancée asked you to come, so what about this time?

” Turning from the door to the conversation: “I did it voluntarily.”

Fang Chi nodded with satisfaction: “So,” he asked him in his usual gentle tone, “Why did you come? Or, what prompted you to seek help?

Gao Zhun seemed to be confused by his question: “Because, because… last time you said you could solve my problem.”

Fang

Chi stared at him intently: “Then can you tell me, what’s your problem?” ”

That gaze was so firm and powerful that Gao Zhun didn’t dare to look directly at him: “I have insomnia, nightmares, and sometimes I can’t concentrate…”

“What else?”

“No more.”

Fang Chi raised his legs: ” I want to hear the truth.”

Gao Zhun thought for a while, and was about to speak when Fang Chi interrupted him: “All of it.”

Gao Zhun swallowed his saliva, stared at the bright ground, almost pleading: “The last time I I said, give me some time…”

Fang Chi didn’t respond to him, only the sound of the clock ticking away in the clean white room, Micro Motion clasped his hands together, he could see that he was very nervous, Fang Chi stayed silent enough, and sighed: “Okay, I’ll wait for you.”

He took out a folded paper from the notebook: “Mr. Gao, psychological counseling is a process of joint efforts. You may not believe it, but there is a huge potential in your body. The only one who can free you in the end is yourself,” he handed him the paper: “Of course, I will be by your side the whole time, whenever you need.”

No one has ever said these words to Micro Motion, he looked surprised To him, so that he forgot to open the paper in his hand.

The alone support for more than a month was crumbling because of this sentence, and the feeling of being cared for unconditionally made him want to cry, but he held back—he dared not let him know.

But Fang Chi knew that he knew all his feelings: “Everything I said in this consulting room, I will keep it a secret from you, from anyone, unless…” He looked at Micro Motion’s slender fingers that trembled uncomfortably: “It violated the law.”

Fang Chi had anticipated Micro Motion’s various reactions, and knew at which points he might interrupt him, but he didn’t expect that he would suddenly ask at this moment: “What do you mean?”

Fang Chi challenged Mei: “For example, your current insomnia is due to murder or other violent crimes. I am obliged to call the police.”

Micro Motion did not give up, but went further: “What if I just imagined a crime and haven’t committed it yet?” Blinking his eyes, he deliberately pretended to be careless: “Or, am I a victim?”

Fang Chi saw through his little trick, “victim”, this abnormal word caught his attention: “Then I will keep it a secret,” he handed him the hot pen: “Mr. Gao, what I give you is Please fill out a simple Adler questionnaire.”

Micro Motion unfolded the paper thoughtfully, and there were more than 20 questions on it, all about childhood experiences, and he wrote without hesitation. .

Fang Chi looked at his curved neck, the size, the curvature, it was very beautiful, he remembered his overreaction to the safe distance last time, and suddenly wanted to do an experiment, an experiment about physical stress.

He approached him slightly, caught off guard, and touched his left temple like a dragonfly on the water, but at this moment, the signature pen fell from Micro Motion’s hand, and in order to avoid it, he leaned in the opposite direction. When he fell down, Fang Chi quickly caught him, with a premeditated look of surprise: “There is something in your hair, I just want to help you remove it.”

Micro Motion was terrified, stared at him for a long time, blushing : “I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay,” Fang Chi let go of him, “victim”, he was even more sure of the authenticity of the word: “Have you filled out the questionnaire, let me see.”

Gao Zhun loosened his tie and put the paper Handing it to him, he shrank his hands during this process, as if he was afraid of having physical contact with Fang Chi: “Is what happened when I was a child related to the treatment of insomnia?”

Of course it doesn’t matter, Fang Chi thought, he just used this link to further explore his personality: “Of course Related,” he said while reading the questionnaire, “You are an only child, a single-parent family, and unmarried, all of which are high-risk factors for anxiety.”

Micro Motion obviously did not recover from the shock, biting its thin lips, and clutching its clothes with both hands Fang Chi put away the questionnaire and picked up the pen: “Mr. Gao, can you tell me about yourself next?”

“Me?” Follow Fang Chi’s thoughts about family: “My parents separated when I was very young. My mother…is a very strict person. She told me that there is only one way to live, and that is to be a master.”

Fang Chi asked: ” What is being superior to others?”

“It is to be the best.”

“Are you a perfectionist?”

Gao Zhun said without hesitation, “Yes, I think good things are perfect.” Speaking of this, he was a little lost, worried that Fang Chi would find out this loss, so he immediately said: “My mother always asked me to be a real man and show it to my dad.”

Fang Chi asked again: “What is a real man?”

“It means being strong, having financial strength, and being good to women,” he said with a smile Get up: “But you can see that I am not tall, but I have achieved the last two points.”

“Is being a real man important to you?”

Micro Motion thought seriously: “It should be, I cried a lot when I was young , my mother always told me to hold back, she said, a real man should not act like a woman…”

Suddenly he stopped and stopped talking.

Fang Chi stared at him suspiciously, watching his thick eyelashes tremble in the orange afterglow of the setting sun. This kind of situation is actually very common, and he didn’t care. He guessed that Micro Motion was probably caught in some childhood memories: ” Mr. Gao, regarding your childhood, can you recall a picture casually?”

“Picture?” Gao Zhun’s voice was very deep and different from his high-profile appearance, and Fang Chi sometimes felt a sense of euphoria when he asked him questions. .

“For example, the one that impresses me the most, and I often think of it.”

Micro Motion’s brows twitched, probably thinking of something: “Once…” He was a little shy: “About when I was seven or eight years old, there was a child in the yard. Joke that I don’t have a father, I hit him, at this time…” He showed a shy expression: “His father happened to pass by, I was very scared at the time, seeing him walking, I was too scared to move, but he didn’t have anything Said, didn’t even ask his son, just gently touched my head.”

After a moment’s pause, he continued, “I think that’s how it feels to have a father.”

“Then what?” Fang Chi asked .

“Then he picked me up and took me home.” Gao Zhun was a little excited: “He didn’t hug his son, but just held his hand.”

“What did you do at that time?”

“I put my arms around his neck and put my face against his.” Soon, his expression darkened: “But after he left, my mother cried.”

Fang Chi understood his curiosity and dependence on adult men: “What kind of person is he?”

“I heard he is a doctor,” Gao Zhun glanced at him lightly, “Just like you, you are all friendly and willing to help others.”

Fang Chi’s face became hot, and his chest felt a little Bored: “What else?”

“He looks a lot like you,” Micro Motion looked at him with clear eyes: “You are all tall and curly hair, last time I saw you, I thought You can help me.”

Fang Chi was silent, he didn’t speak for a long time, a sense of guilt emerged from the gap in his heart, he could have been more friendly to him, but he chose to be vicious.

Afterwards, Gao Zhun talked about his family and his many experiences. As soon as he talked about Zuo Linlin, Fang Chi interrupted him and made an appointment with him for the next visit. Micro Motion chose every Wednesday at 4:00 pm.

When he was leaving, Fang Chi came out of the consultation room and sent him to the elevator. The elevator door slowly closed, and Micro Motion smiled politely at him from inside. Suddenly there was a strong desire to know him and help him.

When Zuo Linlin called that night, Fang Chi was researching information on PTSD (post-traumatic stress disorder). She lowered her voice and asked, “Have you started?”

Fang Chi took off his glasses, feeling a little complicated: ” That’s right.”

“He’s in a good mood today, and he keeps talking about you.”

Fang Chi smiled wryly: “What are you talking about?”

“He said a lot of good things about you, saying that he was lucky that I knew you, and that he saw hope,” her tone Sweet, with a little coquettishness: “Charles, thank you very much.”

“You’re welcome.” The resentment in Fang Chi’s heart rose again, and when he was frowning and wanted to put the phone, Zuo Linlin suddenly asked: “Charles, what’s wrong with him?”

Fang Chi paused: “He’s not sick.” For some reason, he vaguely noticed that Zuo Linlin’s state was subtly different from the last time he spoke on the phone: “It’s just that something happened, I’m not sure yet, even if I’m sure, I can’t tell you, because I’m his doctor, and I have to be responsible to him.” There was

a silence on the other end of the phone, and then he said, “Can’t you tell me, Charles?”

She knew what tone to use to deal with him, that kind of With a bit of coquettish intimacy in his toughness, Fang Chi pinched the bridge of his nose: “Well… I suspect that he has traumatic experiences, and the main suspicion is that he has been robbed.”

“Impossible,” Zuo Linlin said: “He can do this kind of thing.” Tell me, there is no need to keep it in your heart.”

“Maybe he is afraid that you will look down on him,” Fang Chi inserted the bookmark and closed the information, and that page is the psychological adjustment after violent injury: “Many men who have been robbed are Has the experience of being discriminated against by women, not to mention he is a strong person.”

“Being robbed will cause insomnia? Will he throw things? Will he take sleeping pills?”

“Maybe he was beaten or other violence, we don’t know what happened to him,” Fang Chi sighed: “And Lin Lin, this is just a guess.”

Zuo Linlin finally agreed to end the call, and Fang Chi repeatedly warned her not to mention this to Micro Motion, she promised, and finally said: “I can only rely on You are gone, Charles, I only have you…”

Three days later, on Friday night, Fang Chi finished his work and drove home, at the intersection of Jiujiang Road and Xizang Middle Road, he saw Micro Motion in a casual suit.

He was holding a small cardboard box, but it seemed to be very heavy. After walking a few steps, he was about to stop for a rest. Fang Chi walked over and lowered the car window against the shoulder of the road: “Mr. Gao!”

Gao Zhun turned his head, Fang Chi greeted him naturally: “Get in the car, I’ll see you off.”

Gao Zhun took a step towards him, but stopped immediately, with that panicked look in his eyes again: “No trouble, I’ll go Go back, soon.”

Fang Chi remembered what Zuo Linlin said, “He suddenly stopped driving, and he refused to even go to the parking lot”, so he pushed open the passenger door: “Give me the box.”

Micro Motion agreed, put the cardboard box on the seat, told him the address, Fang Chi nodded and stepped on the accelerator.

Micro Motion’s home is indeed not far away, it’s a high-end apartment complex, Fang Chi parked his car at the gate of the park, got out of the car and waited for him to smoke, looked up at the buildings, the bungalows were high and low, and the windows, large and small, were brightly lit. One lamp, he couldn’t help thinking that Zuo Linlin lived in a certain room in a certain building and lit one of the lamps.

Micro Motion came from a distance, and in the hazy evening sky, there was an invisible and expensive sweet fragrance. When he got close, he whispered: “Thank you.”

Fang Chi pinched his cigarette: “It’s a short walk in, just sit My car?”

“No,” Gao Zhun said, “Do you want to go up for a ride? Lin Lin said it’s been a long time since I saw you.”

“No,” Fang Chi carried the suitcase down: “How do you feel these two days? Gao Zhun took it over:

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Yesterday I drank again because I couldn’t sleep… I had a dream at three o’clock in the morning, and I was afraid that I would wake her up.” As

he said, don’t go into the park, Fang Chi stopped him: “Yes. Call me.”

Micro Motion turned around, not quite understanding what he meant.

“You can call me if you have a nightmare,” Fang Chi said, “You can also call me at three o’clock in the middle of the night.”