Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 283: Changing Psychology
Gu Ran took Xie Xiya's hand from the back of his hand and put the camera in her hand.

"What are you talking about?" Gu Ran looked puzzled.

Xie Xiya raised the camera and captured Gu Ran's expression at that moment.

Putting down the camera, she said with a smile on her face: "Gu Ran."

"What?" She called him by his name, and Gu Ran was not polite.

He won't compromise.

Looking at the photo of Gege wearing only underwear is an unintentional act to let Su Qing down. If you compromise, it would be intentional act to let Su Qing down.

"It doesn't matter." Xie Xiya smiled indifferently.

There is a kind of certainty of victory in not caring.

"I'm going to take a shower." Gu Ran got up and left the sofa.

Xie Xiya watched him leave the living room. She lowered her head to look at Gu Ran in the camera and gently brushed his face as if wiping him with her thumb.

“If you are looking forward to the sea, go to see it later. If you see the sea, you will lose it.” She whispered softly and deleted Gu Ran’s photo.

Then, post all the photos that can be made public in the temporary travel group.

Xie Xiya sent the beautiful photos of Gege to her separately.

When you are in your seventies or eighties, it may be a pleasure to appreciate your youthful body. Most people will not keep photos of themselves wearing only underwear.

After taking a shower and resting for a while, they started to take the night train as arranged by He Qingyan.

A few hours later, it was late at night again, and they arrived in Vienna, Austria.

"Sisters, we're in Austria now. It's a little hotter here than in Germany, and the sun is very bright. Please be careful to protect yourself from the sun." He Qingyan announced at the sparsely populated Vienna Central Station.

"I just want to sleep." Gege sat on the suitcase, covering her face with her hands and muttering.

"Ah~~" Chen Ke also covered her lips and yawned.

He Qingyan glanced around and found that everyone looked a little tired, but these tired beauties were actually quite interesting.

"How come even you can't do it?" She focused her eyes on Gu Ran.

"I had surgery today and got beaten."

The truth is, during the day, in order to test the relationship between 'air flow' and [Cupid's Arrow], I 'concentrated' several times.

"In that case, cancel tonight's night attack. Go to bed early and attack Vienna at dawn!"

The reason why Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang could tolerate He Qingyan's "lecture" was because they were waiting for the bus, otherwise why would they let her talk nonsense?
After finally checking into the hotel and taking another shower, everyone went to bed early.

Gu Ran had been looking for opportunities to hint to Zhuang Jing during the day, so after falling asleep, he came to [Spiritual World·Blooming Paradise].

The hillside is full of blooming flowers, and white clouds are floating with a hint of gray. A regional sun shower is falling.

"Aunt Jing." Gu Ran looked at Zhuang Jing worriedly in the rain.

Zhuang Jing turned around and smiled at him, then walked out of the sun and rain. She was wearing pajamas and her long black hair was slightly wet.

Anyone who sees her now will be content to put everything aside, fall asleep peacefully, and feel that they have nothing else to ask for from this day.

If you can have this mood before going to bed every day, that would be a perfect life.

But it's hard.

A glance at Zhuang Jing can make a day perfect, but this does not mean that anyone who sees Zhuang Jing before going to bed every night can have a perfect life.

The facts have also proven it.

"Rain is not a bad thing." Zhuang Jing said to Gu Ran with a smile, "How can flowers bloom if there is only sunshine but no rain?"

"Are you tired from traveling or because of 'Li Changzhou'?" Gu Ran asked.

"It's probably both." Zhuang Jing didn't care much.

She actually thinks that occasional negative emotions are a good thing, just like going out for a walk after studying hard for a long time, or sitting down to rest after walking a long distance.

In daily life, you can get up and walk for a few steps after sitting for a long time.

"Let's talk about your story. What's wrong? Is it about Li Changzhou?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"I'm not sure either, but it should be related to him." Gu Ran told everything he had seen about the airflow, as well as his research and observations.

"You were right not to say anything during the day." Zhuang Jing pondered, "Germany will not take its eyes off us in the short term."

"Aunt Jing, could that terrorist also be a [Black Dragon Dreamer]?" Gu Ran guessed.

[Black Dragon Dreamer] goes deeper into dreams than [Lucid Dreamer].

Whether it is more advanced or not, the side effects are not yet clear, so it is hard to say.

"Even if it is, it is another kind of [Black Dragon Dream], different from yours. I think he is more like Master Aqiu, but Master Aqiu's dream is a mythological story, while that person's dream only has 'Li Changzhou'."

"It would be great if we could tame 'Li Changzhou'. With him, any mental illness could be cured." Gu Ran couldn't help but say.

Zhuang Jing couldn't help but smile gently. She looked at Gu Ran, her wet black hair shining.

"With him, let alone curing mental illness, it's even a problem for me to stay normal." She laughed, "Let's not talk about him, let's talk about 'air flow' - do you think it is an upgrade of [Cupid's Arrow]?"

"Yeah." Gu Ran nodded.

"Have you tried other parapsychologies?"

"No."

"Try to read my mind." Zhuang Jing said, "If jade is not polished, it will not become a useful tool. If a person does not learn, he will not know the meaning of righteousness."

She stood among the flowers, casually reciting a few lines from the Three Character Classic, her eyes calm but concealing wisdom.

The neckline of the pajamas was just the right size, highlighting the beautiful curves of the figure, seductive but not revealing at all.

Gu Ran uses [Mind Reading] on Zhuang Jing.

(What do you see?)
The golden airflow was like a burning incense stick, emitting wisps of golden mist, which turned into a line of words above Zhuang Jing's head.

{I hope Xiaoran is not corrupted by Li Changzhou}
Before this line of words had completely stabilized, the golden mist changed again.

[Han Xiang can do it, why can't I? Just like in the dream, will we miss each other again? ]

The line of words stabilized and hovered above Zhuang Jing's head.

"How is it? Are there any changes compared to before?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"Yes." Gu Ran swallowed his saliva, "The airflow turns into a line of words above your head."

"What did you write?" Zhuang Jing was curious.

Gu Ran's heartbeat quickened and his skin tightened.

".'I hope Xiaoran is not corrupted by Li Changzhou.'" he said.

"It seems that not only [Cupid's Arrow], but also [Mind Reading] has been strengthened. Come here and try [Big Magic]." Zhuang Jing sat down with his back to Gu Ran among the flowers.

Gu Ran looked at Zhuang Jing's back. The golden misty words above her head slowly disappeared, like quicksand drifting in the wind.

'What dream? Missing what? ' he thought.

Gu Ran thought of his [Peking University Dream].

The Peking University dream is the Black Dragon dream? The days of going to school with 18-year-old Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang and wandering around the North City are all 'real'?
So, were his relationship with Yan Hanxiang and his kiss with Zhuang Jing on a winter night all 'real'?
"Xiaoran?" Zhuang Jing turned around.

"Aunt Jing, do you still want to stop using [Great Magic]? In dreams, these parapsychological powers are already stronger. If they are further strengthened by 'air currents', I -" Gu Ran didn't continue.

Zhuang Jing smiled and was about to say "Okay" and give up the test, but she suddenly thought: What would Yan Hanxiang do if she were in his place?
Is this the difference between the two of them?
It also gave them different destinies.

If the Peking University dream had come true, Yan Hanxiang might be living a happy life now, and she and the 42-year-old Gu Ran would still live every day happily as if they were 18 years old.

Zhuang Jing hesitated for a moment. "Okay," she said, "Wait until tomorrow morning, and then give me a massage and try again."

Whether in dreams or in reality, she was already in a position where she could do nothing.

After leaving [Spiritual World·Blooming Paradise], Gu Ran could no longer fall asleep quickly. He got out of bed, stood in front of the window, and looked at the night view of a foreign country.

It's foggy outside. It's a foggy night.

After watching for a long time, I felt in a trance that the fog seemed to have a special and magical ability that made objects change involuntarily with it.

He suddenly realized that it was not air flow but fog!
A little shadow of Li Changzhu's 'black fog in the head', combined with his parapsychology, formed the current 'airflow'.

He looked at his reflection in the glass, staring at the space between his brows.

There seemed to be a little black air, and it seemed like the night and fog outside the glass window.

After merging with the subconscious, with the Yin spirit, and with this inexplicable black fog, am I still myself?
But what exactly is oneself?
I like calendars, the rich summer dusks, rainy eaves, and field ridges covered with wild horse orchids; I hate ginger, gray mice, and someone standing next to me when I pee - is this who I am?
Or am I the one who likes Su Qing and respects Zhuang Jing?
No, no, that's not right.

The accumulation of all experiences and the collection of all events so far, the person standing in front of the window at this moment, watching the foggy night in Vienna is yourself!

When I was a child, I herded cattle, when I grew up, I studied hard, came to Jinghai to work, turned into a black dragon and soared in the dream sky, and merged with a little black fog. These are all myself!

But you can't just go with the flow, Gu Ran warned himself.

"Life Map" should be updated.

Remember: you are just a little luckier than others because you met Zhuang Jing; where luck cannot explain, it is all because you work a little harder than others.

I am just an ordinary person.

Don't count on miracles, that is the realm of geniuses. As an ordinary person, the only thing we can believe in and do is hard work.

That's enough.

Gu Ran felt at ease.

No matter what you integrate into or what you experience, hold on to the belief that you are just an ordinary person and work hard honestly.

If you are lucky, thank fate, and don't think about anything else.

Gu Ran returned to bed and fell asleep quickly this time.

The next morning, when the sunlight shone through the uncurtained window and fell into the room, Gu Ran opened his eyes.

While brushing his teeth, he stared at himself in the mirror. Where was the black energy between his eyebrows? He couldn't see anything.

When I left the room, there were already three people in the living room, Zhuang Jing, He Qingyan, and Su Qing.

"Good morning, Aunt Jing." After greeting his idol, Gu Ran said to Su Qing, "You got up so early today?"

"Vienna, the city on the Danube, is known as the 'City of Music'. It is a spiritual city where you can always feel the presence of masters. Gluck, Haydn, Mozart, Beethoven, Schubert, Brahms, and Johann Strauss once lived here. This art of inclusiveness, this art of soft transition like music, was formed in this city."

"Auntie Jing, they haven't woken up yet. Can I give you a massage to relax you?" Gu Ran took the initiative to propose to Zhuang Jing.

"Okay." Zhuang Jing replied with a smile.

"Press it for me after you're done." Su Qing was a little dissatisfied. She put down her phone, and the Baidu webpage was on the phone interface.

The long speech she just said was all rote memorization.

She was just particularly good at playing the piano and loved music, but she didn't have much admiration for masters like Mozart and Beethoven.

Even the most ordinary admiration only appears when it is mentioned. I feel nothing at other times.

"Let's go to my room." Zhuang Jing stood up.

Gu Ran followed her to the bedroom. The door was not closed, but the big bed in the bedroom could not be seen directly from the living room.

There was a faint fragrance in the bedroom. I don’t know if it was from the bedroom itself or because Zhuang Jing had stayed there overnight.

Zhuang Jing lay on the bed and Gu Ran knelt beside her.

When he raised his hands, he could still hear the conversation between He Qingyan and Su Qing outside the house.

"I specifically chose Vienna as our second stop just for you, but you have to rely on Baidu to learn about this city of music?"

"No one asked you to do this." Su Qing replied indifferently.

Gu Ran placed his hands on Zhuang Jing and used the techniques recorded in [Great Magic].

There was no change in Zhuang Jing's body, and he felt relieved.

However, about three minutes later, Zhuang Jing's body trembled slightly, and a short and slight "hiss" sound came from her mouth.

Gu Ran pricked up his ears.

".It is a complete prejudice to think that pianists worship music masters. There are also pianists like me who follow their own preferences, play the music they like, and have no interest in the outside world."

"Do you still think of yourself as a pianist?" He Qingyan chuckled.

His tense nerves finally relaxed, like a baby who had climbed onto the balcony and was finally found and taken back by his parents.

He didn't know what to do next.

"Xiaoran." Zhuang Jing supported herself on the bed and sat up, her face slightly red.

"Aunt Jing." Gu Ran didn't know whether he should support her.

Zhuang Jing looked directly into Gu Ran's eyes: "When an apple fell on his head, Newton just suddenly felt something was wrong, but his thinking made humans understand the universe in a new way - you also need to think, and you can also change humans' understanding of psychology."

"Can I?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

"Who else can do this except you?"

"but I."

"If you can't do it, then I order you: Gu Ran, go change psychology." Zhuang Jing said.

"I don't know if I can do it, but Aunt Jing, since you said so, I will try my best." Gu Ran nodded firmly.

Zhuang Jing smiled and reached out to gently rub Gu Ran's head.

Gu Ran felt embarrassed, but also very happy to receive such high recognition from Zhuang Jing.

"Go out first, I'll clean up." Zhuang Jing withdrew her hand and smiled softly.

".Oh." Gu Ran responded obediently.

"Done? So fast?" Su Qing looked over, "Come and help me."

"Your room, or mine?"

"I'm not going anywhere. Just stay here and massage my shoulders." Su Qing said.

She is not her mother Zhuang Jing. What if Gu Ran uses another technique to massage her after entering the room?

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《Private Diary》: Monday, September 28, Vienna, Austria

I have a feeling that I met the person who gave me three moles, and today, she gave me three moles.

I finally became the protagonist.

I want to change psychology with Aunt Jing!

Despite this, all I can do is work hard and live a good life.

In addition, I dare not use [Mind Reading] anymore. Before, I could only peek into other people’s current thoughts, but now it’s like I’m trying to bring out the target’s innermost and most reluctant thoughts.

When I first acquired the ability to read minds, Aunt Jing comforted me and told me to allow people to have imaginary evil, but now I will not let go of even this and want to expose it.

I feel guilty like a thief.

(End of this chapter)