Crazy Psychologist

The two walked from the fifth floor to the outpatient hall one after the other.

Muchun took a dark blue umbrella from the corner of the hall. The umbrella was large enough for two adult men.

However, Yang Xing looked out through the glass door. Although the street was wet and sticky, no one was holding an umbrella.

In the spring around the sea, sometimes a gust of wind is followed by a gust of drizzle.

This year is not Yang Xing’s first year in Yuanhai. Suddenly he recalled that when he first arrived in Yuanhai, a 5-square-meter room was only big enough for a computer desk.

In Yaohai, renting a house is a huge expense. Looking at the drizzle on the road, Yang Xing recalled that when he first came to this city, everything in the 5-square-meter room emerged in his mind one by one.

A computer desk, a roll-up mattress, a simple wardrobe, and nothing else.

The computer was his most valuable thing. He met his first girlfriend with this computer. It was also with this computer that he slowly made some money and found a job.

It is said to be an independent room, but it is actually a balcony. In summer, the sun is shining in the room, and even if a rumbling window air conditioner is turned on, it cannot lower the temperature.

The sun scorched everything in the room until it was deformed. Only after eight o'clock could Yang Xing sit in front of his computer amidst the noisy sound of the air conditioner and dream about the life that truly belonged to him.

Even a five-square-meter room does not prevent Yang Xing from becoming an excellent person. He reads a lot of useful things, contacts as many people as possible, and packages himself on the Internet as a tasteful and knowledgeable college graduate. As for things like family background, let others guess.

Muchun had a few words with Liu Tiantian. It seemed to Yang Xing that the nurse was very unfriendly to him, but he also had no interest in the nurse.

In Yang Xing's view, women who don't like him basically have nothing to like about him. Taking the initiative to pursue a woman who doesn't like him is simply a waste of time, because there are many good conditions around him who can provide him with It is not a wise move to waste your time pursuing a girl who doesn't like you.

Love is something that you are in love with and I am willing to do it. This is true at all. First it is "you are in love" and then "I am willing". The reverse is not good and can easily cause trouble.

However, although all aspects of life have improved a lot over the years, and he has finally become a very good man, but looking at Zhu Pin's busy and fulfilling life all day long, Yang Xing feels a little disappointed, and looks at the girl's mood. It's a little different from before.

I don’t know what they see in me, but it’s probably what I want them to see.

"What are you thinking about? Let's go. It should be about time to walk over now."

Muchun patted Yang Xing's back, and Yang Xing obediently followed him out of the hospital.

"Doctor Mu, why do you need to bring an umbrella when it's not raining?"

Yang Xing found a topic and wanted to get closer to Mu Chun, so that he could invite Mu Chun to participate in the filming of the new drama.

"Oh, what if it rains again soon? Because this section of road is in the city center, taking a taxi will cause traffic jams, and there are many sections where non-motorized vehicles are prohibited for cycling. It is best to walk there, but if it happens on foot, Rain is more troublesome, and I still don’t want to go to this event wet.”

Muchun looked at the umbrella and said, "Don't you have to work today? I seem to remember that you said you were studying for a postgraduate degree on the job?"

"Yes, graduate courses are usually on weekends. Saturdays are from morning to evening, and weekdays are easier. Some homework and study are done online."

"Is this kind of course useful?" Muchun asked casually.

Yang Xing's face looked a little ugly. There were more than twenty students in the graduate class regarding this question. Part of their purpose of coming to class was to get to know some people and get more resources through socializing. These people generally have stable jobs and income. The annual salary is more than 300,000. After all, the tuition for graduate courses is really not cheap.

Moreover, when it comes to classes, the ratio of activities and courses is almost half and half, and I also pay a lot of class fees. It can be regarded as a relatively high-end community.

Yang Xing doesn't like to lose face, so he can hide his family background. It doesn't matter if he is a local from around the sea, because many of his classmates come from all over the world, but everyone seems to have no shortage of money. A dinner can easily cost 800 per person, but this is Mixing resources, he applied for a part-time postgraduate examination for these useful resources, but Yang Xing was not sure whether he could actually turn resources into wealth in the end.

"Isn't this kind of course useless?"

Just as Yang Xing was thinking about it, Muchun asked again seemingly unintentionally from the side.

The two passed by the bakery on the corner and walked east along Shunming Road.

"That's right over there is Luoshui Street." Yang Xing changed the subject.

A drizzle of rain hit her face. Yang Xing touched the rainwater on her face, and it felt itchy and sticky.

"Well, the event will be held in the central square there. There are still twenty minutes left. We can go there just in time."

"It's a high-end area there. The surrounding houses are sold for hundreds of thousands per square meter. Are we going to the shopping mall next to Luoshui Park?"

Yang Xing is very familiar with that area. When he was constantly posting news on the Internet, he would go to Luoshui Center every week. It can be regarded as one of the favorite landmarks of young people, with world-class design. There are specialty shops, local delicacies, and a variety of cultural activities.

"What activities are there at Luoshui Center today?" Yang Xing asked curiously.

"There will be a book signing plus a fan meeting." Muchun replied excitedly.

When you walk through Shunming Road and turn to Fengxing Road, you can already see Luoshui Park. Even during working hours, there will be some young people running or leisurely young women around Luoshui Lake. They are all dressed in fashionable clothes. Many of them are mixed race or foreigners.

Quiet and comfortable, everything is natural, but it makes people feel an unattainable distance.

Every time he passes by Luoshui Lake, Yang Xing will have this feeling of loss. No matter how long he has been in this city, no matter how much progress he has made compared with Yang Xing three years ago, when he walks to Luoshui Lake, he will feel empty in his heart. of.

Looking at his own shadow in the lake, he felt a sense of nothingness, which made him angry and scared.

Whenever there is this sense of loss, Yang Xing will especially want to fall in love and find a better girlfriend, a girlfriend who loves him, is devoted to him, and tolerates everything about him.

Of course, the girlfriend must be excellent, must have her own income, and must be good in all aspects.

Later, he no longer wandered around Luoshui Lake when he was alone. Even if he wanted to go, he would go with Zhu Pin or his girlfriend.

Together with his girlfriend, Yang Xing is not afraid to look at himself in the lake, and this feeling of loss and nothingness will be much lessened.

He doesn't understand the reason for this, but it's not important. He may not be able to detect the source of all emotions. This is one of the characteristics of human beings.

"Wow, Luoshui Lake turns out to be so beautiful in the rain. It was so right to sneak out of the hospital secretly."

Having said this, Muchun stepped out of the eaves in front of the shops along the street, held a huge umbrella, and ran towards the lake.

"Doctor Mu, wait a minute." Yang Xing complained and chased after him.

"Hurry up, why do you look so ugly when running at such a young age?" Muchun turned around and complained.

"What's ugly about it?" Yang Xing complained softly.

"You see, there are big companies around here, and they are all people with real talents and knowledge." Mu Chun held an umbrella, spun around in circles, and said: "Fortune 500 likes They get together to open branches, and the financial industry also likes to open banks together. You see, Citibank, China CITIC Bank, HSBC, Standard Chartered Bank, Hang Seng Bank, and various insurance companies. It’s a super rich company.”

Mu Chun became more and more excited as he talked, but Yang Xing became more and more disappointed as he listened.

"Are doctors bad? Why do you envy these banks?" said Yang Xing, who was standing next to Muchun without an umbrella and was completely soaked by the rain.

"Of course the doctor is fine. Taking care of patients with my own efforts is my ideal and what I am doing." Mu Chun suddenly became serious.

Ahem! Yang Xing coughed and thought, "This is a TV series before I even watch it, and Dr. Mu is already involved."

Then I thought about it, wouldn't this be a good time to discuss filming a drama with Dr. Muchun?

So Yang Xing walked up to Mu Chun and said, "Dr. Mu, our company is lacking a doctor like you, a doctor who has a sense of justice and loves his job. I was thinking maybe you would like to give it a try?"

Yang Xing tried to say as many words of praise as possible. Generally speaking, people are willing to listen to words of praise.

Of course Muchun was no exception. When he heard what Yang Xing said, he immediately expressed that he was very happy.

"However." His face suddenly darkened, Muchun added, "Wouldn't that be inappropriate and delay my time for medical treatment?"

Seeing that Muchun was worried about this kind of thing, Yang Xing waved his hand and said, "No, no, generally speaking, they are indoor dramas. Do you understand indoor dramas?"

"Chamber drama? Like "Love Apartment"?"

"I didn't expect Dr. Muchun to know this. He seems to be a young man as well."

"I am a young man to begin with. When did I say that I was not a young man?" Muchun did not hide his displeasure and simply wrote the words "dissatisfied" on his face.

Seeing this, Yang Xing hurriedly flattered: "So, the shooting can be done at night. You don't have to worry about this. There must be a part of the shooting during the day. It can be done when the doctor is resting. I have investigated it. The hospital If so, there is still a day off on Sunday.”

"Actually, I'm also on duty on Saturdays, but the mental and physical department is short of manpower, so I usually work by myself," Mu Chun said.

"This way there is no problem that the shooting time will affect the work." Yang Xing's happiness was palpable.

Even the rain on his face no longer bothered him.

With a good mood, Yang Xing and Muchun walked into Luoshui Center together.

As soon as he entered the mall, a huge poster caught Yang Xing's attention. The poster showed a blue sea, a beautiful bridge and cities connected by bridges.

Yang Xing is also familiar with this picture. Isn't this - Istanbul?

"What are you doing?" Seeing Yang Xing staring at the poster intently, Mu Chun, who had already taken a few steps, could only turn around and come back, reminding Yang Xing: "Hurry up, it's about to start, I don't want to sit down I’m in the last row, waiting for signatures for a long time, and I have to rush back to work.”

Yang Xing nodded and asked Muchun confidently, "Do you know where this poster is?"

"Eh? Where is this?" Mu Chun scratched his head, took a closer look, and then stepped back in frustration: "Why is there nothing written on it?"

"Hahaha, this is Istanbul. Dr. Muchun has never been there, right?"

Yang Xing knew it, but Muchun didn't. This time, Yang Xing felt really happy, and his confidence level had soared.

Then, although he followed Muchun into a bookstore, he felt that his brilliance was much brighter than that of Muchun, and the young clerks in the bookstore seemed to be secretly looking at him.

"Excuse me, will the book signing be held here?" Muchun approached a female clerk who was sorting the bookshelf.

The female clerk looked at Muchun and then at Yang Xing, then pointed to the aisle on the right, "Just go through the literature area. It's about to start. Why are you so late? We won't let you in for another minute."

After the female clerk finished speaking, she got busy again.

"This bookstore is really bad. The attitude of the clerk is not good at all." Muchun complained to himself, but Yang Xing showed a bright smile to the clerk, who also returned the sweet smile as he wished.

In this way, Yang Xing's mood can be said to be brighter.

In contrast, he felt that the vague sense of inferiority he felt when he was with Muchun disappeared without a trace in an instant.

After the two walked to the literature area, they found that interviews had already begun inside the glass partition.

Yang Xing recognized the host of the event at a glance, "That's Lu Xin, she's a very famous host."

"Ah? Really? Then let's go in quickly." Mu Chun said and was about to open the partition's mobile door. At this time, two shop assistants came to block Mu Chun.

"What's going on? Didn't we agree that there's still one minute left? We're not late, either?" Muchun complained unhappily.

"The time has come and the event has started. It's not convenient for you to go in." The clerk said coldly.

Muchun couldn't explain to the male clerk, so he turned around and said to the female clerk on the side: "Look, this is my reservation code. I made a reservation right after the event was released. How can you be so disrespectful to readers? "

The female clerk looked at the reservation on Muchun's phone and admitted that he had indeed made a successful reservation, but the event had already started and he indeed couldn't go in at this time.

"How about you just listen here and let you two in during the break?" The female clerk tried to find a solution that satisfies everyone.

Yang Xing thought this method was fair, but Muchun was not satisfied. He insisted on going in because he had to sit in the first row.

"Look, the empty seat in the first row is mine. I signed up, so of course I should go in and listen. I finally made it to the autograph session."

Seeing that this was going on, the female clerk couldn't tell Muchun clearly, so she turned her gaze to Yang Xing, who said handsomely: "I'll tell him."

"I'm sorry, host, can I leave temporarily." At this moment, Lu Xin stopped the interview in the venue, and the writer walked straight out of the door along the middle aisle.

"Teacher Muchun."

When the clerk saw that it was the writer himself, he opened the glass door.

"Teacher Muchun, I thought you wouldn't come."

The person who spoke was none other than Liu Yun.