Chapter 810 Cloud Flow

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The study door was opened.

The fresh air from outside the house eagerly entered the dim study where the oil lamp was swaying from the crack in the door. The beautiful shadow on the wall in the swaying light of the fire gently raised its head, and its eyes fell on the girl who quietly poked her head in from behind the door.

"Xiaoqiang? What's the matter?"

Carrying a fruit plate, Su Xiaoqiang tiptoed into the room, then closed the door and looked at the situation in the study. On the flat single sofa, Chu Zihang was lying quietly on his back, seemingly asleep, with his hands on his chest. The front crosses are folded together, giving a very peaceful look. I don't know whether this is good or bad.

As a temporary hostage, Miss Chen was kneeling quietly by the single sofa with her head lowered. Su Xiaoqiang, who was leaning against the door, could not see her face because of the angle, but he could catch a glimpse of a golden shimmer in the corner of her eye. The other party is in a state of concentration maintaining the spirit of speech all the time, and is completely immune to any stimulation from the outside world.

"Very honest." Su Xiaoqiang murmured silently in his heart. He raised his head and looked at Lin Xian who was looking at him leisurely behind the desk. After his eyes met, his attention was caught by the other person's shallow and gentle smile. .

"Didn't I tell you not to let anyone in within half an hour?" Lin Xian smiled and shook his head.

"Lin Nian said there was always no sound in here and no one could hear anyone talking. He was a little worried so he asked me to come in and bring some fruit." Su Xiaoqiang raised the porcelain plate in his hand, which contained carefully peeled oranges with juice in them. Full and full of appetite just by looking at it.

"It's really annoying, but I'm used to it." Lin Xian waved to Su Xiaoqiang and asked her to bring the fruit.

When Su Xiaoqiang passed by the sofa, he walked as gently as possible, and secretly glanced at Chu Zihang, who was sleeping so well that he couldn't say anything. He didn't know if the group of Chu Zihang's fans from Shilan Middle School knew about it. Because of envy, jealousy and hatred, they collectively isolate and reject themselves. But who cares now?

"Is he asleep?" Su Xiaoqiang asked Lin Xian in a low voice as he approached the desk, trying to keep his voice as low as a mosquito.

"No, the treatment is still going on. Childhood psychological trauma is not that easy to treat."

"Can the word spirit 'hypnosis' be used like this? I thought its biggest use was to erase memories or something." Su Xiaoqiang exclaimed in a low voice and placed the cut oranges on the desk.

When she was supposed to turn around and leave, she suddenly saw Lin Xian sitting firmly on the chair with a large, hard-shell notepad on his overlapping long legs. There were some things scrawled on it, line after line, some of which were covered in red. The handwriting is circled.

"Is this Chu Zihang's case record?" she asked curiously.

"Yes." Lin Xian heard Su Xiaoqiang's question, looked up at her with a smile, and tapped the notepad with the end of the ballpoint pen with his right hand, "Although Mr. Chu is usually so majestic in the school's small groups, he actually has his own There is a fragile side that is unknown to everyone. Under the hard armor, there is a child hidden deep in everyone's heart."

"Hey, is this just Sister Lin Xian? Do you doctors have a secret font for communication? Why can't I understand a word?" Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but ask a question that had puzzled her since she was a child. Although it was just a glance just now, the words on the notepad were like heavenly writings, like a few arcs drawn randomly with the tip of a pen. At first glance, a line of words might have been thought to be a scrawled spring.

"Where is this kind of free time? When there are many patients, doctors have to write faster, and the handwriting will naturally be sloppy. Doctors never talk about new fonts or codes, but sometimes what doctors write is not necessarily words, it may be Some abbreviations or Latin words! For example, 'TAT1500uX 1' becomes a string of random characters if written quickly, but the pharmacist knows at a glance that it needs intramuscular tetanus injection. Similar situations abound." Lin Xian shook his head and explained with a chuckle, "Most situations will lead to relative phenomena. There was even a research article on doctors' handwriting in the British Medical Journal. Over time, this has become a common phenomenon."

"The psychology department of the college is usually very busy." Su Xiaoqiang glanced at the ghostly drawings on the notepad and couldn't help but smile bitterly. You can imagine how many ballpoint pens Lin Xian had to use in one semester to scribble the fonts to this point.

Those strings of strings together are like soaring vines. They are intertwined and spread out to fill up almost the entire notepad. Large circles are within small circles. They are layered and complicated. It’s hard to look at them more than once. It makes people feel a little dizzy.

"Oh."

Lin Xian looked at Su Xiaoqiang who was entranced at the desk, stretched out his hand to slightly cover part of the writing on the notepad, and drew the other person's eyes back to his face, "Don't peek at the patient's case, this is in the field of psychotherapy." It’s a big taboo in the profession, and every psychiatrist should keep the confidentiality of his patients unless the patient’s secrets would be extremely harmful to society.”

"Well, if there is no harm, will the psychiatrist definitely keep the patient secret? Any secrets?" Su Xiaoqiang, who came back to his senses, suddenly spoke slowly and twisted.

"Well, according to common sense, this is the case. Each of our psychiatrists has taken an oath similar to the 'Nightingale Oath', and they have all taken a solemn personal oath." Lin Xian raised his hand pretending to be serious. The right hand laughs.

"Then can I talk to Sister Lin Xian when I have time?"

"Do you mean you want to make an appointment for psychological treatment?" Lin Xian looked a little surprised and lowered his raised hand.

"Some words are painful to hold in, and the words spoken are a bit absurd, which is quite uncomfortable." Su Xiaoqiang suddenly sighed softly, and the half of his face illuminated by the oil lamp looked a little worried.

"Why don't you tell Lin Nian? No matter what you tell him, he will believe you and support you." One side of Lin Xian's face was also illuminated brightly by the oil lamp.

"It's not appropriate."

"Is it a more private matter?" Lin Xian nodded. Then she suddenly froze for a moment and looked up at Su Xiaoqiang in surprise.

"No, no, no! No, no, no! You misunderstood!" Su Xiaoqiang, who reacted quickly, immediately lowered his voice and leaned close to the desk to deny the three consecutive times. The pretty little face under the oil lamp turned red. It was obvious that he guessed what Lin Xian had misunderstood. .

"Oh, I thought I was going to help you take care of your children at such a young age." Lin Xian suddenly burst into laughter and tilted his white neck slightly behind the chair.

"It's not that early, where are you?" Su Xiaoqiang blushed so brightly that it was brighter than the oil lamp beside the table.

"It's late. You have been dating for such a long time. If you really want to be considered to be in love, it would probably be earlier. Let me tell you a trivial fact. You always thought that you had a secret crush. In fact, when you entered the high school of Shilan Middle School, When we first met, that boy had your name in his heart. Who said that boy is an out-and-out face control? You are the well-deserved school beauty of Shilan."

"It's not like I'm writing a novel. Where did there come from so many school beauties?" Su Xiaoqiang blushed even more, but when she heard Lin Xian say this, her heart was still pounding.

"But you are still young, but you still have to try some things lightly, otherwise you will still suffer some harm to your health." Lin Xian looked at Su Xiaoqiang seriously and said, "Forget it, Lin Nian, but you are different. After the last acute pharyngitis, your health The body's immunity is visibly declining. Did you know that you already have a nickname in school? It's called 'Lin' Daiyu."

"Lin Daiyu?" Su Xiaoqiang was stunned by the code name in the second half of Lin Xian's sentence before he had time to shame him. Suddenly he saw Lin Xian's playful look, and the other party emphasized the word 'Lin', and finally Chi Banpai understood the teasing meaning.

"I missed two and a half days of three-day classes due to illness. During the half-day class, I often coughed in class. Although it got better after that, your body is considered to be the most fragile among the group of people in the college." Lin Xian smiled softly. Shaking his head, he said, "It was only after I started taking those strange medicines under Lin Nian's supervision that I got a little better, but I have always had some minor sequelae. Your chronic pharyngitis is still not cured, right?"

"A bit, as long as you don't catch a cold, you'll be fine." Su Xiaoqiang nodded honestly, "It's just that it's a bit uncomfortable to take medicine three times a day. The medicine is too bitter!"

"Bitter medicine. That's why I advise you to exercise moderation in some things, and to drink more hot water to replenish body fluids."

"Sister Lin Xian!" Su Xiaoqiang screamed as low as possible, her face almost as red as the skin of a dragon fruit, "Isn't it time for Chu Zihang's psychological treatment? It's not good to talk about me!"

"Yes, indeed." Lin Xian glanced at Chu Zihang, who was sleeping on the single sofa. "The treatment is probably coming to an end now, right? The hypnotic effect will last for about ten minutes and then end. After that, I have to treat him The entire psychotherapy process will be evaluated, and this evaluation may even affect the work of his executive department."

Seeing that Lin Xian was finally willing to change the subject, Su Xiaoqiang breathed out softly, and the temperature on his neck and ears dropped a little. Lin Xian had always faced Lin Nian as a parent, and now faced him in the same capacity Only then did she finally understand why Lin Nian listened to Lin Xian's words so much. He really meant every word and every word of murder.

"Did he really forget something?" Su Xiaoqiang looked at Chu Zihang, "I heard him telling Lin Nian before that he felt there was something wrong with his memory. Could it be that he injured his head on a certain mission? "

"It's not that scary. Sometimes memory confusion is just confusion caused by self-evasion due to some psychological trauma."

"So is his problem serious? I heard that Lin Nian and he have tasks from the execution department tomorrow, which are super high priority. I heard that failure to pass the psychological evaluation may affect the normal execution of tasks."

"I don't know. It all depends on how he reacts. A 19- or 20-year-old boy will always have some belated adolescent troubles, even if he is a 'Super A' grade hybrid or the president of the Lion Heart Club. There are no exceptions. No matter how strong a person is, there may be psychological trauma, and most of these traumas are caused by wrong growth experiences in childhood. If these cracks are left unchecked, it is likely that one day in the future they will suddenly deteriorate and fission, causing him to Making the wrong choice will lead to the wrong ending," Lin Xian said.

"It's so profound." Su Xiaoqiang seemed to understand, but suddenly asked, "Would Lin Nian have similar problems?"

"If he had, I would have dealt with it long ago. I can't let him grow up with mental illness. Early detection and early treatment of problems is my consistent policy." Lin Xian said.

"You're really awesome, Sister Lin Xian. Are you sure you're not a mixed race?" Su Xiaoqiang couldn't help but ask, "I feel like you are much more like an excellent mixed race than my 'A' grade. Many students in the school actually secretly admire you. Some of you even decided to give up the executive department and study in the psychology department after graduation because of your psychological counseling!"

"Really? That's really fun." Lin Xian said with a smile, "But 'Lin Xian' is really an ordinary person! You won't lie in the 3E exam, and I won't lie either."

Su Xiaoqiang tilted her head and felt that this statement was strange, but she still accepted it, "Sister Lin Xian, you are so awesome. No wonder Schneider, Professor Guderian and Menstein are trying to ensure that you become a full teacher. You are probably from Kassel College." Be the first to become a formal teacher as an ordinary person."

"It's not worth being proud of, because I could have done better." Lin Xian shook his head and smiled, "Compared to the achievements of my dear brother, as a sister, I only need to do what I should do, and really stand out. Let him do the things he needs to do. I can just pay as much as I can behind his back. Don’t you think so too?"

"." Su Xiaoqiang was startled for a moment, then nodded silently, "Well, I'll be very satisfied if I can do something for him."

"Hey, don't say that." Lin Xian reached across the table and touched Su Xiaoqiang's forehead, "Your relationship with him is different from my relationship with him. With the way you get along, you can do this better than me. The feedback he can give you on more things about being a sister is something I can't ask for. So just cherish this relationship and reach an ending that satisfies both of you."

"Yeah." Su Xiaoqiang nodded, silently feeling the warmth on the top of his head.

"Go out and tell Lin Nian that everything is fine here. If you stay a little longer, he will probably rush in." Lin Xian sat back and picked up the ballpoint pen again and started scribbling in his notebook.

"Then I'm leaving." Before Su Xiaoqiang turned around and left, she took another look at the dense handwriting on the notepad. The refill of the ballpoint pen was like a magic power, driving the vines to grow wildly. She looked dizzy and shook her head. Shaking his head to get rid of those images, he turned around and left the study in a low voice, closing the door behind him.

The door was closed, the light of the oil lamp flickered, and the ballpoint pen that was writing so fast suddenly stopped, and the tip of the pen was raised to condense a little bit of ink.

"Is it still a little too much?" she asked herself.

".This is what she wants." She answered to herself.

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Su Xiaoqiang walked out of the study and went down to the second floor. He walked through the hallway and passed the broken door that was placed securely against the wall. He came to the courtyard outside and saw Lin Nian's back sitting alone in the sunniest place on the lawn. The sun was shining on his head, and the black hair was burning hot, making people want to secretly rub it and feel the warm temperature on it.

"There's nothing going on inside. Don't worry. Miss Chen is very honest. At least she doesn't see any bad intentions. She is subdued by her sister."

Su Xiaoqiang was thinking of words to comfort Lin Nian as he walked over, but when he came to Lin Nian's side, he found that the boy's face was far from being thoughtful or worried as he imagined. Instead, he was staring blankly at the top of the grape vine in the distance. The blue sky and broken clouds hang above, and my thoughts are like being hung by summer kite strings and drifting into the distance.

"The clouds move so fast," he said.

Su Xiaoqiang looked up at the sky. There were indeed many clouds today, which did not block the sunlight and was blown by the wind among the buildings in the city.

"It's okay, sister. Chu Zihang's treatment is about to end. He will be able to go in soon." She sat next to Lin Nian and said.

"I'm not worried about her." Lin Nian looked at the sky and said, "At least I'm not worried about her now."

"Then what are you thinking about? Can you tell me?" Su Xiaoqiang turned to look at the boy's face, "I can also be your psychiatrist!"

"What a strange play this is." Lin Nian paused and said.

Su Xiaoqiang was startled and then tried to knock Lin Nian down with all his teeth and claws. After a few fights, they finally fell down on the grass to bask in the sun, listening to the sound of the wind blowing through the lawn and the subtle sound of the sprinkler not far away. Only at this time can they feel that this is a summer vacation where they don't need to think about anything.

"I remember someone told me: As long as I look up at the blue sky, I know that I still have a place to go back to." Lin Nian suddenly said while staring at the flowing clouds in the sky.

"It's a very artistic sentence. I guess it was your sister who told you?" Su Xiaoqiang asked, feeling the grass root gently scratching his cheek.

"No." Lin Nian shook his head, then stared at the sky for a long time, until a cloud finally blocked the sun and cast some shade, then he said, "I thought so too at first, but the interesting thing is that I only remembered it recently, Actually, I can’t even remember who said this to me.”