Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 197 I will read your diary

A dreamless night.

When Gu Ran woke up in the morning, his penis was as hard as porcelain.

The bed-wetting incident in my dream on Saturday was obviously of limited effectiveness.

The external stimulation was sufficient. Before going to bed last night, He Qingyan pressed her chest on me.

Last night I didn't dare to think about it too carefully because I dreamed about Su Qing. Now recalling it, when they separated, Gu Ran could feel that softness, which left him little by little, which showed that it was quite a big deal.

Just like clouds floating over the top of a mountain, it is a process, not just a moment.

He Qingyan should not be underestimated.

I walked out of the room scratching my stomach, thinking I was the first one to get up. Unexpectedly, Yan Hanxiang, who was usually the last one to get up, had already finished breakfast, washed up and was ready to go out.

"Auntie Xiang?" He was stunned for a moment, "Why did you get up so early today?"

"Yesterday's use of the 'hand' to awaken the Hand Toad's sanity gave me inspiration. I want to go to the laboratory as soon as possible to do some tests." Yan Hanxiang said.

This kind of passion is probably the key to Yan Hanxiang's success and maintaining a young mentality.

Gu Ran suddenly noticed her outfit today.

She was wearing a long green skirt with a thin ribbon decorated with white flowers around her waist, which swayed gracefully when she walked.

Yan Hanxiang also noticed that he was looking at her.

"How is it?" She turned slightly.

"Fairy." Gu Ran commented honestly.

Yan Hanxiang smiled, not sure if it was because of Gu Ran’s childish words or because she was happy to be praised.

When passing by Gu Ran, she stood on tiptoe and gently pinched Gu Ran's cheek.

"Let's go." She waved her hand gently, her slender fingers like white jade butterflies.

"Oh."

After watching Yan Hanxiang leave, Gu Ran touched his face.

Is this intimacy between lovers, or the doting of elders on their children?
This is reality, it should be the elders' pampering of children. If this is a dream,
Washing clothes, exercising, massage, eating breakfast, washing up, who drives. After completing the regular morning routine, the first day of the workday begins.

After checking the room and completing the morning work, during the lunch break, He Qingyan said: "No wonder that aunt with a nice figure is snowing in her heart. I have only been working for a month and I am already a little tired of it."

"This month, you haven't come in the morning for more than half of the time," Gu Ran pointed out.

"Put down your butcher knife and become a Buddha right now. How dare you speak to me like this when I am a Buddha?"

"Because I still have the butcher knife."

"Pause." He Qingyan said, "Wait until I think of a way to refute you before continuing."

"Hmph~" Gu Ran was proud.

"Hmph!" He Qingyan was also satisfied.

On the other side, Su Qing and Chen Ke talked in detail about the [Black Dragon Dream], including the [Hand Toad] and the [Dead Woman].

Finally, she specifically reminded: "Don't leave any records of these things on the Internet."

"Yeah, I understand." Chen Ke responded.

If it is only used to treat psychological disorders and mental illnesses, there is naturally no need to keep it secret, but the evil plan of "using dreams to kill the target's spirit" is still being carried out in secret.

If the matter of [Black Dragon Dream] is exposed, it will definitely attract the attention of these people and put Gu Ran in danger.

As for Zhuang Jing's public search for mentally ill patients with the word "Ming Zheng" in their names, there is nothing to worry about, because she always selects patients according to certain criteria.

These conditions are also very strange.

But precisely because of this, Zhuang Jing is being watched by many people. These people all believe in her talent and think that she will produce amazing research results sooner or later.

"I have absolutely no hope of catching up with Gu Ran." Chen Ke was somewhat discouraged and envious.

When she treats mental patients, she needs to communicate in depth with the patients, collect medical histories, examine their mental conditions, prepare treatment plans, implement them patiently, and so on.

And what about Gu Ran?

All it takes is a dream.

Whether he has [psychological shadow] or not, he only needs one night.

"Keke," He Qingyan comforted, "Aunt Jing doesn't have any special abilities, but my mother does, but Aunt Jing's level is far higher than my mother's."

Far more than the
Fortunately, Yan Hanxiang was not at the scene, otherwise He Qingyan would know why the Buddha persuaded others to put down their butcher knives - because they could not win.

"That's right." Su Qing also said, "Gu Ran has the [Black Dragon Dream], but he can't control it. He puts his hope on the [Black Dragon Dream], but in the end he will just sit there and wait for it to come to him, and starve to death beside the tree stump."

"Is this the conclusion? I haven't done anything yet?" Gu Ran was at the scene, so he had to speak for himself.

"This is my prediction." Su Qing said.

"Are you the miko Koharu?"

"What witch? Please call me the prophet Su Qing."

"Pause until I can think of a way to compliment you."

"You can pause, but you have to take my sarcasm into consideration." Su Qing was almost giving an order.

Gu Ran understood what she meant, and told him not to have too much expectations on the uncontrollable [Black Dragon Dream].

but--

"Your good intentions are like taking all the gambler's money, leaving him penniless and begging for a living, and then saying to him, 'Dear, this is what happens when you gamble, do you understand? This is all for your own good.'"

"Take out 'dear'," said Su Qing.

After saying that, she laughed.

Su Qing added: "However, it is better not to draw conclusions too early as to whether my mother has special abilities or not."

"Aunt Jing, does it have one?" He Qingyan was a little surprised.

Chen Ke was also very curious.

"I don't know." Su Qing replied, "But considering her obsession with dreams and her level of secrecy, it wouldn't be surprising even if there is."

"You seem to have some opinion about Teacher Zhuang Jing's obsession with dreams?" Gu Ran asked.

"Yes, I do agree." Su Qing corrected.

"Why?" Chen Ke asked, "Is it because the teacher is so absorbed in his research that he neglects to spend time with you?"

"Do you know how my father died?" Su Qing's question made the atmosphere suddenly heavy.

Chen Ke didn't dare to continue asking.

Gu Ran asked: "Is it related to Teacher Zhuang Jing?"

Whether it was his relationship with Zhuang Jing or his relationship with Su Qing—their future relationship, it was natural for him to understand this matter.

"I think Uncle Su has it all his own fault." He Qingyan made the outrageous statement.

"It's all your own fault?" Chen Ke was shocked, worried that Su Qing would break up with He Qingyan the next moment.

But Su Qing didn't.

Her expression is neither good-looking nor ugly, but no matter what her expression is, it does not affect her stunning beauty.

Such a plain expression, on her, means coolness and elegance.

"Uncle Su died in a car accident." He Qingyan explained, "He worked late the day before and was busy all day the next day. Aunt Jing asked him to rest and she went to pick up Su Qing after her piano lesson, but Uncle Su was not happy.

"My mother said that he did this not only out of fatherly love, but also out of revenge - he wanted to let Aunt Jing and Xiao Qingqing know how much he loved Xiao Qingqing and this family, and that Aunt Jing had given nothing for this family." Then, something happened.

"Su Qing gave up learning the piano because of this. My mother said that she was not only feeling guilty about her father's death, but was also angry with Aunt Jing."

"Did Aunt Xiang really say that?" Su Qing asked her.

"Of course, I never talk about my elders." He Qingyan replied.

Su Qing was changing the subject.

Gu Ran and Chen Ke were too embarrassed to ask further questions.

Gu Ran couldn't help but wonder, when Su Qing's father wanted to pick up Su Qing, did Aunt Jing insist on not letting him go?
Because of negligence and because they wanted to spend more time on work and research, Su Qing's father was finally allowed to go?

But this can’t be blamed on Aunt Jing. Who could have thought that an accident would happen?

So Su Qing simply expressed her dissatisfaction by stopping playing the piano, instead of creating further conflicts with her mother.

In addition, if Yan Hanxiang was correct, Su Qing's father also had a somewhat eccentric personality.

In the world of mental illness, patients sometimes commit suicide not for relief, but to curse the living and tell them - mainly parents, colleagues or teachers: My death is because of you, you are murderers.

Su Qing's father is so stubborn and loves his family so much, which is also a silent protest against Zhuang Jing's indifference towards his family.

Of course, these are all Yan Hanxiang’s opinions.

But in this world, there are actually many people who are like this, even psychologists are the same. Becoming a psychologist does not mean you can live a good life.

Gu Ran also understood a truth: Su Qing’s father’s “Life Map Therapy” cannot be fully trusted.

"What are you thinking about?" Su Qing looked at him.

She tacitly allowed He Qingyan to talk about her past just to let Gu Ran know and then see his reaction.

"If the Amap map doesn't match the actual route, who is at fault?" Gu Ran was both answering and asking.

"Of course it's the map." There was a hint of 'What idiotic question are you asking, idiot' in He Qingyan's tone - Gu Ran understood.

"In Su Qing's father's 'Life Map', there must be guidance on 'family love, harmony and happiness', but reality does not match his map, because Teacher Zhuang Jing is a person who pays more attention to his own ideals than his family."

"What do you want to say?" Su Qing asked.

"Your father always tried to make the map in his mind match the road he was walking on, so even though he knew the road ahead was the wrong way, he still followed the map recklessly. In other words, he didn't die in a car accident, but from the Life Map Therapy."

Therapy kills people?

of course.

Therefore, therapy is actually similar to a philosophy of life, especially the "Life Map Therapy". It is not uncommon to be killed by one's own philosophy of life.

"So what should my dad do?" Su Qing asked.

"When he found out that his wife loved his ideals more, he should have modified the map. But I think his "Life Map Therapy" must have included guidance such as 'unity of knowledge and action' and 'things planned must be done'. He died because of his own... um -, advantages."

"I remember that you also learned the "Life Map Therapy"? " He Qingyan looked at Gu Ran as if he would die too.

"Yeah, you only need ten to live a good life, but I already have over 200, so I'm not learning well."

"Just tell me two." Su Qing said with a smile.

Didn't you feel much grief for your father?
How old was she then? How many years have passed now?

Not to mention that her mother is a master of psychology, her aunt is a professor of psychology, and she herself is a psychologist. Even the human nature of adjustment - some people call it forgetfulness - is enough to make this matter pass.

The main reason why Su Qing doesn't play the piano now is to compete with her mother, and secondly, she thinks it doesn't matter if she doesn't play the piano.

"The first rule is to write down everything you are thinking about and any ideas you have on paper," said Gu Ran.

"So you have the habit of writing a diary?" Su Qing asked.

"how do you know?!"

"I'll look at it later."

Finish!
"Go on." Su Qing smiled faintly.

"As you would blame others, blame yourself; as you would forgive yourself, forgive others!"

"What else?" He Qingyan also asked with a smile.

"The rich teach their children courtesy and righteousness, while the poor teach their children cruelty and violence!"

Even Chen Ke laughed. She asked, "Is there anything else you want to say to Su Qing?"

“Don’t make comments about others!”

"I can tell that you have already made up your life creed and tried your best to pick out sentences that would tell me not to read the diary." Su Qing said with a smile.

"I am also curious about Gu Ran's diary. How many secrets are there in it? How do you record the present?" He Qingyan was very excited.

She added: "Well, there's one more reason for us to be together."

She looked at what Gu Ran said, as if Gu Ran had one more reason to be with everyone.

No?
Yes!

At that time, if everyone was not together, once the "Private Diary" was exposed, Gu Ran would definitely die.

Not only him, not only He Qingyan, but Chen Ke also has one more reason to be together.

She was not sure whether Gu Ran still remembered the night in Hakone. What if it was written in the book?
But as long as four people are together, "Private Diary" will change from "a corrupt official's account book" to "a photo taken when in love."

"Don't worry," Su Qing said with a smile, "I won't read it. Even between husband and wife, parents and children, they live their lives wearing masks to some extent. I allow you to be your true self in the Diary."

"Gu Ran, you won't believe her, will you?" He Qingyan said, "Once she tricks you into it, it will be entirely up to her whether you read the diary or not."

"Su Qing is a witch," Chen Ke also whispered.

"You two," Su Qing looked at them with amusement, "Gu Ran said you are witches and slanderers, and he was right!"

"So, he has some cognitive level and is not wrong to say that you are a witch?" He Qingyan said.

"Any level of cognition?" Gu Ran asked.

"I didn't lie, but after he died, I would read his diary on a leisurely afternoon. Considering that the average age of women is older than that of men, and he himself is older than me, the possibility of this happening is worth looking forward to," said Su Qing.

"Old? We are the same age. To be exact, I am only one month older than you!"

"Then you might be angry to death on that leisurely afternoon." He Qingyan said.

"I won't get angry with the dead." Su Qing said
"So I'm still dead, right?" Gu Ran, who was ignored by everyone, stubbornly made his voice heard.

"It doesn't matter if I get angry or die of anger," Su Qing continued, "Gu Ran is already dead, so I don't want to live anymore."

"Ah, I'm dead." Gu Ran announced.

"Haha!" everyone laughed.

The lunch break was spent in an atmosphere that was sometimes heavy, sometimes happy, and sometimes others were happy but still heavy.

This is one of the reasons why they can endure the day-to-day work.

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《Personal Diary》: September 9, Monday, Jinghai

Aunt Xiang wore a very beautiful skirt today, which not only highlighted her breasts, but also outlined her waist and made her buttocks fuller.

Perfect skirt.

No, it should be the perfect figure. She looks perfect in other skirts, such as the red one.

I was chatting casually at noon today, and Su Qing found out that I was writing a diary.

Baby, at this point, the only way I can keep you is to try to live longer!
(End of this chapter)