Crazy Psychologist

This was the fifth time Hong Ling opened a forum that had disappeared for more than a year on Sunday night. This time, Hong Ling finally couldn't help but want to remember when he first saw this forum.

She sat in front of the desk. This desk was a birthday gift given to her by Hong Ling's grandfather on her tenth birthday. Grandpa was doing carpentry at home, which made her grandma very unhappy. Later I heard that it was a gift for Hong Ling. Grandma couldn't say much. Hong Ling had been lively and cute since she was a child. Not to mention her elders and relatives, everyone praised her for being beautiful and smart. Even the neighbors and her parents' friends liked Hong Ling very much.

"This child will definitely have a good life."

"Look how pretty Hong Ling is. I haven't seen such a pretty little girl for a long time."

"There are many good-looking and cute girls, but Hong Ling is the only one who is smart and sensible."

Since she was making a desk for such a cute granddaughter, grandma became enthusiastic and helped grandpa polish the wood. She also helped grandpa paint, dry, and paint the desk together.

Half a month later, the solid wood desk was completed and delivered to Hong Ling's home just in time for her birthday.

At this moment, she was sitting at her desk recalling things about the forum, but she couldn't focus her mind. She thought about her grandpa, her desk, and the pressure her mother and father had endured since they dropped out of school.

My mother didn't want to go out for half a month. Hong Ling occasionally heard her father earnestly advising her in the room. If you don't go to work, forget about your job. What if your retirement salary is gone?

My mother started crying after hearing this, so she insisted on going to work the next day. Her job was a salesperson in a large shopping mall. Although the salary was not high, she sold food, and she sold it in shopping malls in tourist areas. Local specialty food, business is booming and bustling every day.

My mother often said that salespersons are not really tired at work. What they fear most is standing there all day long without any business coming to them. That time is really hard. If there are a lot of customers, if you buy two boxes of snacks, he will weigh half a catty of candies, and sometimes even There was a long queue, and soon it was lunch break, and then it was dinner time. Everyone was laughing and having lunch, and having dinner, and grabbing whatever snacks they wanted from the stalls. Time passed quickly. But if there are no guests, we have to count the time. Why are we already hungry? It’s only half past ten, and we can’t eat for another hour and a half. Hey

But there is almost no bad time in that shopping mall. Food priced at more than ten yuan each has a daily turnover of tens of thousands of yuan. In my mother's words, it is just casual.

There are 7 or 8 stalls in a circle, and the salespeople are all crowded together. Because everyone’s business is good, my mother is very happy to go to work every day. She makes coffee, brings lunch and can’t wait to go out. She is never lazy or late. .

But in the past half month, my mother has been asking for leave, and she has been asking for leave, and she has become unwilling to go to work.

This is all my fault. Hong Ling shook her head. She felt dizzy and tired as soon as she shook her head, and then she felt sleepy.

no! Didn't I say I should think about that forum? After contacting me twice, the forum disappeared. I have been waiting for a reply for more than a year. Now I want to see when I first sent a message to that email address and I can't see it. arrive.

"This forum is no longer in operation"

Another line of light black text.

Hong Ling was a little desperate.

She clicked the left mouse button repeatedly. After 11 clicks, she clicked again from the beginning 11 times. Then it seemed that something was still wrong, so she clicked again from the beginning.

She couldn't make a mistake. If she made a mistake, something bad would happen. She had too many things to worry about, and they seemed to be getting more and more instead of getting less.

For example, right now she is worried about what was said in the news.

This is an accident news. It talks about a young woman who went to work at the company and accidentally fell into a pit at one o'clock that afternoon.

Pit!

Although the woman had no obvious signs of injury, she quickly grabbed the ground after falling into the pit. Soon a clerk at a nearby restaurant noticed someone shouting for help on the road. When she went out to take a look, she saw a woman across the road. Hanging over a pit.

The clerk immediately called the boss to rescue her. The two cooking men, with their strong arms, rescued the woman in one go.

Looking down, it turned out to be an abandoned manhole, with a temporary sheet randomly placed to cover it. The woman who was rushing to work said that she happened to be looking at her phone to reply to a message, and it fell down.

Fortunately, the phone didn't fall, and she didn't completely fall into this dark and dirty abandoned manhole.

When I was watching the news, my father said, "If a board is padded, it means someone has stolen the manhole cover. There are also some people who do not do good things and just steal the manhole cover. There are also people who deliberately take away the manhole cover and use a long A thin piece of paper like a manhole cover was placed on it, which ended up harming passers-by. This kind of person has a really dark conscience."

Hong Ling, who might have been fine at first, scratched his head. His hair was really oily and itchy, and it became more and more itchy when he needed to concentrate on thinking about something.

As soon as he scratched his hair, something greasy was embedded in his nails. Hong Ling always felt that if this thing was embedded in his nails, he would accidentally eat it in his mouth and fall into his stomach. But Hong Ling was not afraid of eating it into his own body.

What she was really afraid of was that the dirt from her hair would get lodged in her fingernails and cause other people to have stomach problems, vomiting, or become seriously ill or die.

die!

Hong Ling frowned, took a deep breath, and then another deep breath.

After taking her right hand back from the back of her head, she looked at her nails and found that not all five fingers were used when scratching her head. She recalled the action just now and found that the index finger, middle finger, and ring finger should have been used the most.

No, it should be correct how many times I scratched it just now. It is an even number, not an odd number. Nothing can be an odd number.

Because it had been a long time or because she immediately thought of the next important thing, this time, Hong Ling did not force herself to scratch her head again. Instead, she took out the nail clippers from the drawer, took out another tissue, and looked at it. Place the crease in the middle of the paper towel with the raised side facing down, and the edge should be completely parallel to the edge of the glass on the desk, so that it is safe.

After laying down the paper towel, he picked up the nail clippers and started trimming his nails. In fact, Hong Ling had just trimmed his nails in the morning, but if a little bit of his nails grew out, dirty things would fall into the gaps between his nails when he scratched his head. , it will be dangerous if it falls between the nails.

For example, the woman who fell into the manhole fell - between her fingernails - the dirt that fell out of her fingernails.

dangerous! This danger was not caused by me!