Chapter 1001: Psychological Consultation at Your Door

Lu Mingfei was sitting on a bench not far away from the green lawn, holding a half-drunk bottle of mineral water in a daze. The bells of the bell tower in the distance were ringing, and white doves were flying on the black Gothic church building. He jumped over the roof and climbed over to the mountain at the other end. He disappeared without a trace, leaving only the sound of flapping wings.

Many vigorous figures were running wildly on the grass in front of Lu Mingfei. Those were the buddies from the rugby school team organizing confrontation training. They roared like thunder and clashed like tanks. Those who knew clearly that this was a competition, but those who didn't knew thought it was a competition. It's battlefield hedging.

Cassel College is a gathering place for young mixed-race elites. In the environment of a degraded version of "Captain America" ​​per capita, the popular sports among young people have gradually abandoned the vigorous and physical competition like the three big balls. Sports. In contrast, sports that compete in courage and skills such as sailing, downhill skiing, and skydiving have always been very popular among students.

But nothing is ever certain, and rugby is such an example. Sports whose performance "mostly" relies on physical fitness are not favored by others, but rugby, whose performance "absolutely" relies on physical fitness, violates the law that things must be reversed at the extremes, and it has made a small number of people in the academy become the perpetrators of such violent confrontations. Loyal enthusiast.

Lu Mingfei watched the fierce rugby match. Two men as strong as cattle ran on the lawn at speeds of 40 to 50 kilometers an hour, wearing protective gear that could be called armor. The brown rugby ball in their hands moved at 100 Flying at a speed of kilometers per hour, every impact and direct short pass is like a murder scene. If a normal person joins this arena, he will be smashed into pulp and carried out in less than a minute.

Seeing the center of the red team holding the ball and running over it like a tank at full speed, the man the blue team tried to intercept was knocked straight away and let out a "William scream". Lu Mingfei couldn't help but lift him The bench moved back.

After another touchdown, the guy from the red team who successfully scored got up from the ground, struggled to get rid of the two big guys from the blue team who were still hugging his waist, and raised his hands into fists and shook them wildly. While celebrating with his teammates, he accidentally saw Lu Mingfei on the bench on the sidelines. He seemed a little surprised that there was an audience. He immediately enthusiastically invited Lu Mingfei to come and play a few games to experience it. If he found it interesting, he could sign up to join the game. Team tryouts and stuff like that.

Lu Mingfei declined, although his enthusiasm became even more intense after the other party recognized him, calling him "Aren't you the 'S'-level Lu Mingfei, one of the two kings?" Are you also interested in rugby? What position do you usually play? You must be playing center since you are so fierce in killing dragons, right? How about I take off my clothes and let you perform a few tricks?

Lu Mingfei felt that there were many flaws. What kind of outdated label was "Double King"? The guys from the red team hugged their helmets and said it was a puppet show at Neta. They looked very popular among the girls.

Lu Mingfei really knows puppetry, because Chen Wenwen once liked it for a while, but which double king is it? The center of the red team answered immediately, that must be the King of Beijing!

Lu Mingfei was dumbfounded. Does this mean that in everyone's impression, he has always been "a wretched person in the early stages of development, holding back his ultimate moves to unleash his power in the later stages", "a frail, sickly person who pretends to be hedonistic but is actually a scheming mastermind behind the scenes"? Then do you have to think of a poem title or something?

The center of the red team said of course, haven’t you heard it? The poem title given to you by everyone on the forum: "I suddenly wake up from a distant dream, groaning and groaning, thousands of sails and waves are flattened, the dragon king falls, and the bones are white and no one mourns."

Lu Mingfei almost ran away, thinking that he should give the poem number to Lin Nian. He immediately said that there was no need to give it away, Lin Nian also had it, and he was as domineering as you.

Lu Mingfei was very happy. As expected, Lin Nian couldn't escape even if he was arranged. He immediately asked Lin Nian what his poem number was.

The big brother of the red team opened his mouth and came: "As soon as the wind and thunder rise from the earth, honoring the white bones and locking the vines, everything will stop; but, the hero sighs, the bones wither, and the dragon gate leaps, who will sweep the golden platform?"

Lu Mingfei studied it carefully for a long time, and finally thought it didn't make sense. He showed disapproval and asked who gave this poem the title. The brothers in the red team couldn't tell clearly. I don't know. I don't know when it was circulated on the forum. , the real owner has not been found, it is as mysterious as the leader of the Laoshizi K.O. list.

Lu Mingfei shrank his head and chose to skip this topic, but when he tasted the unknown poem title, he still murmured in his heart.

I won’t talk about my own, but why does Lin Nian’s poetry number inexplicably give off a sense of bad luck? Not domineering at all! Lin Nian's poems always have titles like "How can the wind and cloud be the Lord of Heaven? He is the ninth level of the Xuan crown." or "I am facing the sky alone with my cold sword, why should I be a hero?" Well, it doesn't help that the whole world is filthy. "It's short and awesome, and the most important thing is that it's funny.

After chatting for a while, the guys from the red team still didn’t give up and dragged Lu Mingfei into the rugby field to play some games. Lu Mingfei declined repeatedly. It wasn’t that he didn’t think rugby was fun, or that he was afraid of being beaten into pieces. After arriving at the academy, he realized that the 'commandments' could not suppress his 'lunar eclipse'. He could have built up the macho man in front of him, and then showed off his power and experienced what it was like to be a tank on the battlefield, but he really disliked the man in front of him. This guy's armor should be full of the raw sweat smell of a macho man.

Just as they were pulling each other, Toyama Masashi who was passing by suddenly came to Lu Mingfei's rescue, saying that he had been looking for Lu Mingfei for a long time because of something. After class, Lu Mingfei disappeared like a dog and couldn't be chased away. , now finally caught.

The rugby buddies had no choice but to leave Lu Mingfei to Teacher Toyama Masashi and cast a concerned look at Lu Mingfei. The teacher of the psychology department personally asked someone to think about the problem. It was very important. In comparison, rugby and other things were just. We can only go back a little bit.

"Why do you want Teacher Masashi Toyama to look for me?" Lu Mingfei and Masashi Toyama looked a little nervous while sitting on the bench.

Judging from past experience, it's definitely not good for Masashi Toyama to come to your door. The most serious one is asking you to pass a set of psychological tests with a very troublesome process. The least one is catching you and telling you a lot of things that you don't have, and he treats you like a normal person. Undertake psychological profiling to assess whether your condition requires a period of time off from school for recuperation.

At this stall, Lu Mingfei felt that it was not a good thing for Masashi Toyama to come to his door, so he seemed a little wary, fearing that he would be fooled by this bad guy who seemed to be smiling, elegant and easy-going, but in fact played with people's hearts and liked to play hypnosis.

"Lu Mingfei, this is your medicine." Masashi Toyama's opening remarks made Lu Mingfei stunned. Then he watched the other party take out an orange plastic vial a few centimeters high filled with white pills from his inner bag and handed it to him. Own.

"Medicine? What kind of medicine? I'm not sick. What kind of medicine can I take?" Lu Mingfei subconsciously took it and looked at the small medicine bottle in his hand.

"I heard about your heroic achievements in China and Chicago. You defeated a suspected dragon king and a fourth-generation species. Now the entire academy is proud of you, but you don't seem happy." Toyama Masashi patted Lu Mingfei on the shoulder, "Do you still remember the parade in the school to greet you when you returned to the academy a few days ago? I was also in it. Along the way, I noticed that your actions and behavior looked very anxious, so After returning to the academy, I took some time to apply to Norma for a request for your reply, and through some analysis of your wording, I came to the conclusion that your battlefield sequelae seem to be showing signs of relapse."

"No, didn't you give me a recovery certificate before my last summer vacation?" Lu Mingfei was stunned for a while while holding the pills before his face fell.

"PTSD will relapse, and your current behavior is very consistent with the symptoms of relapse. Are you still having that dream?" Masashi Toyama on the bench asked him with his hands clasped between his knees and his head tilted.

Lu Mingfei didn't know how to answer Toyama Masashi, because he did have "previous cases."

Last year's 'Bronze Plan' and 'Constantine Interception' really kept him from sleeping well for a while, and he had the same dream every night when he closed his eyes.

In his dreams, he would always return to the cold and solemn temple under the water. The man in white had been sitting there drinking by the candlelight. He tried to talk to him countless times, but in the end he couldn't do it. He could only Standing in the shadows, listening to the sound of the Hong bell getting closer and closer outside the temple, watching the man in white walking through the huge bronze pillars in the temple and pushing the door to the outside.

He also chased him out in an attempt to stop what was about to happen, but every time he walked out of the temple, what he saw was the huge copper tree that was a combination of flesh and bronze, with leafy branches and a man in white hanging on the tree with thorns all over his body. , the molten red golden eyes looked at him through the dark blue water waves, looking particularly cold and sad.

That dream bothered Lu Mingfei for a long time, causing him to fail many classes at the end of the semester due to insomnia. If Ling, who was also a member of the Lion Heart Club, hadn't given him a favor for the free lunch he promised, he would probably have failed. He became the first legend in Kassel College's history to repeat a grade with a perfect grade point.

Later, it was Toyama Masashi who solved this problem. The psychology department is located in Kassel College and has always been valued. It has its value. Lu Mingfei put down his psychological defense, voluntarily entered the other party's verbal induction, and took the initiative to accept hypnosis. After a lot of treatment and taking a lot of different medicines, I finally got rid of the dream completely.

"We are all old friends. You are an old patient and I am an old doctor. PTSD is not a serious disease, but if you let it shine brightly, the consequences of your psychology may be more terrifying than ordinary diseases, especially if you are still standing. In this extraordinary position of 'S' class." Toyama Masashi persuaded, "I heard that you have been deliberately avoiding crowds in the past few days, not communicating with anyone, and not even going to the cafeteria. According to Norma’s record, these days you have been staying outside your dormitory to make a living by taking out food. You seem to be consciously drawing a small circle of self-isolation. I think this is a particularly bad sign. I want to make an appointment with you to see a psychologist. The department will conduct a thorough psychological examination to avoid the same situation as last year."

Lu Mingfei sighed. He didn't know how to tell Masashi Toyama that he was fine. He had indeed not communicated with anyone in recent days, but it was not because he had committed PSTD, but because he was consciously avoiding intelligence leaks. Lin Nian and Chu Zihang both reminded themselves that the school board was already preparing to attack them, and anything they said now might become evidence in the investigation team's notebook later.

Talking nonsense during this special period would not only harm himself, but also Lin Nian. Lu Mingfei didn't want to mess up the matter because of his negligence, so he simply shut himself up in a short period of time and didn't see anyone if he could. The less you say, the less you will make mistakes, and the less you say, the better. But he didn't expect that the abnormal behavior would attract the attention of Dr. Masashi Toyama. But the problem was that he couldn't clearly explain the pros and cons. The more he refused to talk, the more he seemed to have a psychological problem in the eyes of the doctor. This was simply It's a vicious cycle.

"I've taken the medicine, but for psychological consultation, it's better to wait for another day. I have classes this afternoon. I will definitely come next time." Lu Mingfei decided to do Tai Chi first. He couldn't be tough when dealing with Masashi Toyama, he could only obey. .

"Okay, but for your own good, you should take the medicine once. The time is just right now. Take it three times a day, after each meal. If your anxiety does not improve after taking it, you can continue to come to the psychology department to sign the application with me." Toyama Masashi rolled up his sleeves and glanced at the watch with a lizard leather strap.

Lu Mingfei happened to have half a bottle of mineral water in his hand, and he was too lazy to refuse. Since he had voluntarily closed the door to go to the psychology department to be tortured, he had to open a window to take medicine and obey treatment. He unscrewed the medicine bottle, poured one of the pills out and put it into his mouth and put it under his tongue to avoid the pain. He took another sip of mineral water and swallowed the pills with the water. Then he turned his head and opened his mouth to signal. He ate it himself.

After taking the medicine, Toyama Masashi talked to Lu Mingfei about some usual self-psychological counseling skills. Lu Mingfei could only listen patiently. Finally, after explaining the explanation, Toyama Masashi said goodbye to Lu Mingfei, saying that it was okay. There were other students who needed him to go to the hospital for treatment. Then he turned around and left along the gravel path. If Lu Mingfei remembered well, that was the direction of Norton Hall?

He sat on the bench and let out a long sigh. On the lawn, his buddies on the football team were still playing offense and defense back and forth. He looked at the football flying around boredly, and then glanced at the orange ball in his hand. Medicine bottle, my mind is full of thoughts.

Finally, he got over it perfunctorily. As for taking medicine on time, the treatment for PTSD is nothing more than prescribing drugs such as paroxetine and fluoxetine. He had been suffering from numbness last year and his body had developed a certain resistance to this stuff. But To be honest, it doesn't seem like it would be okay to keep it and eat something.

He didn't tell anyone that he hadn't been sleeping very well recently, and he started to have nightmares again. In his dreams, he could always see a huge tree blooming in the mercury lake in a dark cave-like place. There were no calls or sad sights from the trees, only the sound of heartbeats, a monotonous heartbeat that kept repeating in that black dream.

The rugby ball flew back and forth in the reflection of his pupils, and its trajectory in the air was monotonous and graceful. Lu Mingfei yawned, feeling a little sleepy. He leaned on the bench and squinted his eyes, listening to the monotonous and beautiful words of those big men. The repeated roaring sounds are like hypnotizing myself. Taking a pill should be fine, right? There are two, uh... three classes in the afternoon? What's it about? There's a section on "Word Spirituality II", a section on "Reptilology", and there's another section... I can't remember exactly what it's about.

Ah. Will Lin Nian go to class in the afternoon? I heard that Professor Hermes of Lin Nian seems to be very angry with him. He seems to have not seen anyone else in the past few days. He has not returned to the dormitory and has missed all classes. No He might be kidnapped by the school director. Forget it, we'll see what he says then. It shouldn't be a problem.

The football fell from the sky and fell into the hands of the red team's center. At this time, he was already in the blue team's penalty area. He should have caught the ball and broke through the defense line to score a touchdown, but he stopped and turned to look at the bench. A figure with his head bowed and motionless.

Not only the center of the red team, but also everyone on the football field stopped. They looked at Lu Mingfei, who was sleeping in the afternoon sun, motionless. Only the bell from the bell tower still sounded far away, and the scoreboard stopped at the hottest point. At the match point, the breeze blew the lawn without any noise, and the scene was really strange.

A few moments later, the rugby ball fell to the ground, and the center of the red team made a gesture. Several big men in uniforms left the lawn without saying a word, walked towards Lu Mingfei in front of the bench, and raised their hands and feet in coordination. He picked it up and left without looking back.