Chapter 811 You Are Running Away

Xia Beiqing didn't respond again.

Yang Shao put his arms on the table and changed the subject: "You don't like what I said, so tell me about you. What do you want to do the most?"

Xia Beiqing didn't speak.

Yang Shao asked himself and answered, "Well...let me guess, you always want Shen Zhiyu to leave and never appear in front of you again."

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing turned his eyes to look at Yang Shao, then nodded and picked up a pen to write.

— Now that you know, let him go.

Yang Shao asked: "What happened after he left? Last time he left, you still committed suicide, didn't you?"

Xia Beiqing's hand holding the pen trembled, and the tip of the pen pointed to the paper, but he still didn't write anything after all.

"If he stays, you want to commit suicide. If he leaves as you wish, you still want to commit suicide. Why?" Yang Shao observed Xia Beiqing and asked.

Xia Beiqing slowly lowered his head.

After waiting for a long time for any reply, Yang Shao put his hand on his forehead and smiled helplessly: "To be honest, you are really the most difficult patient I have encountered in my career. Other patients, I more or less, I can figure out some of their psychological activities from their expressions or words, so as to prescribe the right medicine, but I really can't figure it out for you, I really want to know, what are you thinking?"

Xia Beiqing moved his hand a bit and wrote on the paper.

——Is the pursuit of death and liberation a disease?

Yang Shao nodded: "In my opinion, it's a disease, and... you want to commit suicide, it's not a pursuit of liberation, because you are cowardly, you want to escape, and you are not afraid of death alone, why are you afraid of living?"

Xia Beiqing didn't respond again, and the room fell into silence.

After a while, Yang Shao took out one from his briefcase and handed it to Xia Beiqing: "This is what I brought you today. It's very interesting. You can take a look if you have time."

Xia Beiqing didn't answer.

Yang Shao gently placed the book beside him, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, I gave you a notebook, did you record your mood and troubles in it?"

Xia Beiqing nodded,

Yang Shao smiled and said, "Write more, it's better than keeping it in your heart."

It was almost noon when Yang Shao came out of the room.

Shen Zhiyu on the sofa stood up, poured a glass of water to Yang Shao, and asked, "It's over? How's the situation today?"

Yang Shao shrugged his shoulders: "It's not the same as before."

no progress.

Shen Zhiyu looked a little lonely.

Xia Beiqing didn't respond again.

Yang Shao put his arms on the table and changed the subject: "You don't like what I said, so tell me about you. What do you want to do the most?"

Xia Beiqing didn't speak.

Yang Shao asked himself and answered, "Well...let me guess, you always want Shen Zhiyu to leave and never appear in front of you again."

Hearing this, Xia Beiqing turned his eyes to look at Yang Shao, then nodded and picked up a pen to write.

— Now that you know, let him go.

Yang Shao asked: "What happened after he left? Last time he left, you still committed suicide, didn't you?"

Xia Beiqing's hand holding the pen trembled, and the tip of the pen pointed to the paper, but he still didn't write anything after all.

"If he stays, you want to commit suicide. If he leaves as you wish, you still want to commit suicide. Why?" Yang Shao observed Xia Beiqing and asked.

Xia Beiqing slowly lowered his head.

Yang Shao helped his forehead helplessly.