Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 302 Dream and Reality
Gu Ran woke up from his dream and found it was pitch black all around him. He couldn't see anything and he even thought he was blind.

"Gu Ran." The sound of the door being pushed open and Zhuang Jing's voice were heard.

"Aunt Jing!" Gu Ran looked over.

With the help of the kerosene lamp, he could see clearly this time that Zhuang Jing's figure was hazy in the fog and was gradually approaching.

Gu Ran took a few steps forward and Zhuang Jing became clearer.

She was wearing a long nightgown with a thin belt around the waist and her long black hair draped over her shoulders. In the bright yellow light of the kerosene lamp, she looked like an elegant goddess in a mural.

Gu Ran went forward to meet him.

"Aunt Jing, where is this?" he asked.

"We are still in the hotel," Zhuang Jing said, "but the fog is so thick that the other rooms seem to have disappeared as if they were submerged in water. I searched along the wall and only found your room."

"That might be a dream that only exists between the two of us." Gu Ran said.

I just don’t know if this is an ordinary lucid dream or a black dragon dream - every time I dream, Gu Ran can’t help but think about this question.

Even if the question doesn't make sense.

But some things in the world are like this. You keep thinking about them even though they are meaningless, and you keep thinking about them over and over again.

In short, no matter what the dream is, treat it as a [Black Dragon Dream].

"Aunt Jing, let me try using the [Cranked Pastoral Crook]," he said.

"Okay." Zhuang Jing nodded.

Gu Ran raised his hand and a wooden stick as long as his forearm appeared in his hand, and then he silently said "Su Qing" in his heart.

He had a vague feeling in his heart.

"found it."

"Let's go then."

Zhuang Jing was holding a kerosene lamp, and Gu Ran was walking beside her holding a crooked shepherd's crook. The two of them were moving forward in the thick fog.

Although I knew I was in the room, I felt like I was in the foggy heavenly palace in "Journey to the West". Perhaps as I walked, I would see a pillar of heaven in the fog.

"It feels like falling into marshmallows." Gu Ran said with a smile.

"Do you like marshmallows?" Zhuang Jing asked.

Gu Ran looked at Zhuang Jing.

Above Zhuang Jing's head, three labels were floating, namely [German Security Agency Psychologist], [Spy in the Dream], and [Strange Fog].

"I liked it when I was a child and bought it often. But when I grew up, I didn't like it anymore and just thought it was fun," said Gu Ran.

Zhuang Jing nodded slightly and changed the subject: "The fog in front of me reminds me of terrorists. What do you think of him?"

"He was very ill. The monster in the mind gap was very powerful. It's a pity that he died, otherwise he would have been a good research subject." Gu Ran said.

After a short pause, he asked curiously, "Aunt Jing, do you know how he died? Why did he die suddenly?"

"The German side didn't tell me in detail. What do you think about this matter?"

"No." Gu Ran shook his head as if he was an intern on his first day at work.

Gu Ran pretended to look for someone and pondered how to deal with the current situation. He didn't expect that the German Security Agency actually had a psychologist who could invade other people's dreams.

Regarding psychology, how many methods have been developed and how many research results have been achieved by various countries?

He thought of "The Protagonist Therapy", which had an unknown origin and needed to be kept secret.

Once you have fully mastered this therapy, you can get almost anything you want in your dreams.

But how difficult is it to make yourself the protagonist? If you are not careful, you will become Ouyang Feng, the best in the world, or Murong Fu, who successfully restored his country.

As for the spy in front of him, if the other party was a passerby, Gu Ran could fight back without any hesitation.

But the other party was not a passerby, but a member of the German Security Bureau. It was very likely that they suspected Zhuang Jing because of the sudden death of the terrorist, so they sent this person to Meng Li to inquire about the information.

The best way to deal with this person is to play dumb and let the other person dispel his suspicions.

Forced confrontation will inevitably lead to endless troubles.

Gu Ran made up his mind and prepared to pretend that he knew nothing, but when he came to his senses, he accidentally found that the other party was gone.

"Aunt Jing? Aunt Jing? Teacher Zhuang Jing!" He shouted in panic, "Where have you been, Teacher Zhuang Jing?"

It was as if Zhuang Jing was really gone.

After a while, he woke up from his dream and was still lying on the bed. The room was dark with only moonlight.

With the help of the moonlight, he could roughly see the situation inside the house.

Has he been cleared of suspicion?

Or is it that the other party is unable to sleep for a long time, so let’s stop here today?

No, they will leave Europe tomorrow. It is impossible that the other party will only steal secrets from him. It is very likely that he will enter Su Qing and the others' dreams!

Gu Ran felt worried for a moment, but soon relaxed.

Su Qing and the others didn't know the details about the terrorists. Even if the 'spy' entered their dreams, they wouldn't reveal anything unless they knew his identity.

But before he could rest assured for a while, Gu Ran suddenly remembered that He Qingyan and Chen Ke knew about the [Black Dragon Dream], and Su Qing knew everything. If [Parapsychology] was leaked.
Gu Ran didn't know whether [parapsychology] was more magical or 'entering dreams' was more magical, but no one in the Security Bureau could 'read minds', so [mind reading] would definitely arouse the other party's interest.

No!

Gu Ran stood up immediately. He had to wake them up!
Why wake them up?

Wouldn't the Security Bureau be suspicious if everyone was suddenly woken up without a legitimate and appropriate reason?
It would be great if he could also enter the dream and interrupt the stealing behavior in the dream.

As for things in the dream, the 'spy' can't guarantee which part is true and which part is false, right?

Go find Teacher Zhuang Jing, she must have a solution!

Gu Ran put on a T-shirt and pants and hurried to the door. The moment he opened the door, he bumped into Liang Qing.

"Liang Qing?" Gu Ran pretended to be confused.

"I can't sleep, so I'm going to the hotel bar for a drink." Liang Qing smiled slightly, "Want to join us?"

She is worthy of being a Best Actress award-winning actress.

"I won't go. Be careful. I have something to ask Teacher Zhuang Jing." Gu Ran left in a hurry.

Watching Gu Ran leave, Liang Qing let out a breath, his heart beating loudly in his chest.

She is absolutely confident in her acting skills and on-the-spot reaction, but now she is wearing makeup and looks like Chen Ke, which is her biggest flaw.

Of course, she could use "preventing her identity from being recognized" as an excuse, but when she did it last night, Gu Ran was awake. Wouldn't he be suspicious?
Fortunately, he was okay, and Liang Qing breathed a sigh of relief again.

But, did Gu Ran really not doubt it? Could he have already known it was her? She couldn't help but ponder.

"Secret spy, please save me once!" This was what Gu Ran thought when he and Liang Qing met by chance in front of the door.

He rang the doorbell of Zhuang Jing's room.

After pressing the button three times, Zhuang Jing opened the door. She was not wearing a nightgown, but a two-piece pajamas like Su Qing. Except for her loose hair, which made her look very charming, there was no exposed part that could arouse people's reverie.

"Xiaoran?" Zhuang Jing seemed a little puzzled.

"Aunt Jing, I have something to tell you." Gu Ran said.

"Come in first." Zhuang Jing didn't ask him what he wanted.

As soon as he entered the room and locked the door, Gu Ran briefly and quickly recounted what had just happened in his dream and his worries.

"Aunt Jing, do you have any way to stop it?" Gu Ran asked anxiously. Zhuang Jing looked at Gu Ran with calm and intelligent eyes.

"Aunt Jing?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

"There is no way to enter a dream." Zhuang Jing looked at him and said.

"No." Gu Ran looked puzzled. He had clearly met her.

But Zhuang Jing is the top master in psychology, and she said no, of course not.

In that case, what happened just now was——

"Is it a dream?" He suddenly realized.

"It was just a dream." He couldn't help laughing and slapped the back of his head, "I'm sorry, Aunt Jing, I disturbed you with my dream."

"Xiao Ran," Zhuang Jing did not feel relieved, "You seem to take dreams too seriously recently, treating them as if they were reality."

Gu Ran was stunned, feeling as horrified as if he had just woken up from a dream.

The most important thing for lucid dreamers is to prevent addiction and not treat dreams as reality.

Gu Ran was not obsessed, but treating everything that happened in the dream as if it were real life was also one of the things that needed to be prevented the most.

"You can't be blamed for this." Zhuang Jing said softly with a hint of helplessness, "With the [Black Dragon Dream], everyone is bound to be suspicious. Those of us who passively entered the [Black Dragon Dream] only need to confirm with you after waking up that you are different."

[Black Dragon Dream] is very real, and some parts even interfere with reality.

[Psychological Shadow Removal Surgery] also involves reality, but when a psychiatrist performs surgery, he or she will change into surgical clothes and must be in the same operating room as the patient.

Surgical gowns and operating rooms are a kind of psychological suggestion that can help psychiatrists get into the state faster, and can also help them get out of the state.

Gu Ran does not have a [Black Dragon Dream]. He may enter or exit at any time. It may be true or false, and it is unpredictable.

“It may be a mistake for you to regard all dreams as black dragon dreams,” Zhuang Jing said.

"But you are here, Aunt Jing. Even if I take the dream as reality, you will remind me." Gu Ran said with a smile.

He really believed so and trusted Zhuang Jing completely.

When people breathe in neon gas, they don't feel anything unusual. Neon gas tastes just like ordinary air. The human body has no way of knowing whether it has entered a state of hypoxia. At the beginning, it seems fine, and then when it reaches a certain critical point, it will faint.

He might be breathing neon gas now, but as long as Zhuang Jing is there, she will pull him out of the room before the critical point comes.

"What if I leave?" Zhuang Jing asked.

Just as Gu Ran was about to say something, Zhuang Jing said before he could open his mouth, "I will leave before you. This is a fact. What will you do after I leave?"

"By that time, I must have found a way. For example, I can find the ability to fully control the [Black Dragon Dream] on the 'Mythical Highway'!"

"You can't put all your hopes in dreams. From now on, you have to train yourself to distinguish between reality and dreams."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, Aunt Jing." said Gu Ran.

"This is also a hidden danger." Zhuang Jing said with a bit of difficulty, "If I asked you to do something in a dream, would you not be able to distinguish between reality and dreams and do those things in reality?"

"I always use the [Name of God]?" Gu Ran tried to suggest.

"Use the abilities gained in dreams to prevent dreams?"

Gu Ran didn't know what to do.

After a while, Zhuang Jing whispered to herself, "I really hope that you don't have the ability of [Black Dragon Dream]."

Gu Ran looked at Zhuang Jing.

For Zhuang Jing, nothing is more important than dreams. But now, for the sake of his clear consciousness, she would rather he didn't have the [Black Dragon Dream].

There is no doubt that if dreams are claw machines, [Black Dragon Dream] is the game currency.

Only [Black Dragon Dream] can activate this most mysterious claw machine, control the claw, and grab prizes from the claw machine that may be big or small, good or bad.

“Aunt Jing,” Gu Ran felt a surge of emotions in his heart, “Don’t worry.”

Zhuang Jing looked at him.

"I don't know if I can control the Black Dragon Dream." He said, "But if I don't have the courage to face it, how can I know even if I have the talent in this area? You often teach me that talent comes after hard work. Facing the Black Dragon Dream, I believe that only after courage can the outcome be determined."

"What if it fails?" Zhuang Jing asked.

Gu Ran smiled: "It's embarrassing to say this in front of you - Aunt Jing, there is nothing I haven't accomplished since I was a child."

Zhuang Jing also laughed: "You."

Gu Ran is sorry.

Zhuang Jing smiled and pondered for a moment before saying, "If you're not afraid, let's give it a try."

"With you by my side, I'm not afraid of anything." Gu Ran replied.

"It's good to be afraid. If you're not afraid, you'll get into trouble. Be afraid when you need to be afraid. It's never wrong for anyone to cherish themselves at any time. Even if you become a traitor just to stay alive, it's understandable."

"Actually, I was quite scared just now." Gu Ran also felt that he had exaggerated a lot and felt even more embarrassed. "Whether it was because the agent entered my dream or because you reminded me that I took the dream too seriously, I was scared."

Zhuang Jing smiled.

"Okay, go back and rest. When we return to the country, to Haicheng, and to {Chunshan}, at least we won't have dreams about spies entering our dreams anymore."

"Okay." Gu Ran prepared to leave.

Suddenly, there was a flash of white light before my eyes.

"Aunt Jing, there seems to be something in your hair?" Gu Ran stopped and reminded.

"What?" Zhuang Jing turned her head slightly, as if asking him to help take a look.

Gu Ran stepped forward and took a closer look. He was speechless and his chest was blocked.

"What's wrong?" Zhuang Jing asked.

"It's a white hair." Gu Ran said, "I'll pull it out for you."

Zhuang Jing's skin was white and delicate, as if she was twenty-five years old, her wrists were slender, and her wrist bones were clear, like porcelain, but she was forty-two years old after all.

"Forget it." Zhuang Jing refused with a smile, "This is my first white hair, keep it."

"It looks like a young boy." Gu Ran said with a smile.

Zhuang Jing smiled: "Go back and rest, it's getting late."

"Well, good night, Aunt Jing."

"Good night."

Gu Ran left Zhuang Jing's room. It was already late at night. He walked alone on the carpeted corridor, his body feeling light as if he was floating in marshmallows.

It felt like I was still in a dream. After waking up, Zhuang Jing still had no gray hair.

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Private Diary: Friday, October 2, Paris at night

I had a dream that a German agent came into my dream and tried to steal secrets from me.

I hurried to find Aunt Jing, but was reminded that I have been taking dreams too seriously recently.

Aunt Jing grew her first white hair.

As he aged, his smooth skin became covered with wrinkles, he walked with a limp, and finally he couldn't even go to the toilet by himself.

(End of this chapter)