Crazy Psychologist

I walked along Qingtian Road towards the setting sun, each carrying a big bulging bag in my left and right hands. I could hear the sound of potato chips in the bag with every step I took, just like stepping on the ground in the autumn evening. The rustle of falling leaves.

After not walking far, we saw the park.

The newly painted black iron door was open, and sitting at the door was an old man with a leisurely expression, who seemed to be a volunteer in the park.

Taking three steps and two steps at a time, Ning Tao walked into the park and walked towards the path on the left.

The pedestrian walkway is in a Z-shape, with wooden floors and benches every few steps. Next to the bench is a newly planted grassland.

The trees picked along the roadside have grown into big trees, and it seems that they have taken root in this place for decades.

It was time for students to finish school, and students carrying schoolbags were striding along the avenue. However, the path through the woods was empty and there was no one around.

This is exactly what Ning Tao hopes.

After all, my behavior may be a little too strange later.

But must give it a try today.

Since Muchun can do it, why can't he do it? The guy blew bubble gum on the bus last time, which earned him a blank stare, but he didn't care and was enjoying himself very happily. He said that when he was a child, he wanted others to see his ability to blow bubble gum. If there was a world competition for bubble gum blowing, That's great, he will definitely win the championship.

This guy boasts that if there is a competition, he might win the championship.

Ning Tao was very nervous at that time and wanted to rush out of the car and stay away from Muchun.

But the guy said, "This is therapy, he should try doing something unusual."

Unusual things are easy, but of what use are they?

Ning Tao was very disgusted at first. If he didn't have a better way, he wouldn't go to Huayuanqiao to find Muchun again and again. This thing is a bit strange. He knew that the hospital couldn't cure his eyes, but he went to see Muchun every time. It always makes Ning Tao feel very comfortable.

It can relieve stress for a period of time, and the effect can last for several days. Usually, it needs to be replenished within a week. The medicine cannot be stopped, and it seems that it cannot be stopped even after seeing Dr. Muchun.

So the guy started talking shamelessly again, saying that he didn't have the guts to do weird things.

Ning Tao was calm at first. In his opinion, Muchun's behavior was even a bit childish, such as dragging him to participate in group blind dates and asking him to dress up deliberately.

Before entering the party restaurant, he deliberately changed Ning Tao's jacket into his own old jeans, which completely lowered Ning Tao's taste. He was originally a handsome man who suddenly looked like a down-and-out soul singer.

Thinking of the way the girl looked at him that day, there was no longer the usual secret surprise, but more of a glance, turning a blind eye to Ning Tao's existence.

Mu Chun was very good at both ends. He would take a girl's pulse at one time and see a girl at another. He said that he was the inheritor of traditional Chinese medicine. He knew "Synopsis of the Golden Chamber" and "Treatise on Febrile Diseases" by heart. He also helped introduce Ning Tao to the girls, saying that he was his patient. , lovelorn syndrome, which requires girls to take more care of.

Having said that, there are still girls who want to get close to Ning Tao, with expressions of disgust in the corners of their eyes, and even secretly asked Mu Chun, "This guy doesn't look ugly, is he crazy after falling out of love?"

Neuropathy?

Muchun himself is the one.

How could anyone be so insane?

Thinking about it, stepping on the steps, an imperceptible smile appeared on Ning Tao's face, and a hint of mint-like coolness appeared in his blurred eyes.

Stopping in front of a bench, there were not many people around, but there were a few bees that were not afraid of the humidity and cold in late spring, looking among the small white flowers next to the chair.

White five-petal flowers are very common in the south, but Ning Tao looked at them as white and gray floating dots and didn't want to look at them. On the contrary, the bees looked more lively, with black dots moving between the flowers and plants like electric waves. .

Putting down the bag, he took out a pack of his favorite Italian red stew flavor. This pack was in a blue package and had a cherry blossom flavor. Naturally, it should be the color of cherry blossoms. He opened the two packs and tasted a few slices. They tasted like potato chips. Taste, the taste of a slice of potato chips that is not satisfying.

After eating a few slices, Ning Tao seemed to have made up his mind. He suddenly grabbed the opening of the opened bag, squeezed it tightly, let out the air, crushed the whole bag of potato chips with both hands, and shook it up and down a few times. After making sure that all the potato chips were crushed, he leaned back on the chair with satisfaction, raised his head, and poured the crushed potato chips into his mouth.

"too delicious!"

One bag, then another, and after eating five bags in a row, Ning Tao dialed Mu Chun's number.

"Doctor Mu, you can't win now, you lost the 100 yuan promised."

Ning Tao made the sound of eating crushed potato chips as he spoke.

"How can I be considered a loser? It's a tie at most. I blew thirty bubbles on the bus last week."

blowing bubbles? Zhang Wenwen watched Mu Chun and Ning Tao talking on the phone in confusion. As Ning Tao spoke, he picked up a bag of potato chips, crushed them in a weird way, raised his head and poured them into his mouth. This way of eating was still a bit weird. Rational.

"No, no, I still don't think it's outrageous enough to eat potato chips. Besides, you found a corner and no one saw you eating potato chips."

"Doctor Mu can't afford to lose. You can't even buy these potato chips for me with a hundred dollars. Just say you can't afford to lose. You don't have to give me the money. Just admit defeat."

"I don't admit it. Are you free tomorrow?"

"Yes, I haven't been busy recently, but it's not some secret treatment plan, and I'm not in the hospital. I really want to go to your outpatient room to see you at your wits' end and pretending to be calm."

"It's a difficult and complicated disease!" Muchun sighed, Zhang Wenwen frowned.

"Then see you at the hospital. Tomorrow at two o'clock in the afternoon, remember to register."

"Wait a minute, admit defeat first."

Before Ning Tao could finish speaking, Muchun hung up the phone.

Ning Tao didn't think much about it, so he crushed up the remaining bags of potato chips and ate them. This way of eating potato chips was something Ning Tao liked very much when he was a child. If one day he could have endless amounts of crushed potato chips, he would How wonderful.

"Uncle, why did you eat so many potato chips?" Suddenly a young child's voice asked.

Ning Tao forgot to take a look. A four or five-year-old child was looking at him curiously, "Uncle, why do you eat so many potato chips by yourself?"

"Uncle..." Ning Tao felt that his face was a little red, his neck and cheeks were getting hot, and finally even his eyes were getting hot.

"Xiao Yue, let's go quickly. Don't ask people such strange questions." The young woman pulled the little girl and nodded slightly to Ning Tao with helpless apology, as if to say, "The child is not sensible, so I'm sorry to bother you."

The child held the adult's hand and was about to leave, but suddenly ran to Ning Tao. The adult couldn't hold him back and could only let the child whisper to Ning Tao, "Uncle, I want to eat like this too, but they don't understand. Potato chips taste best when crushed!”

After saying that, the child blinked at Ning Tao, took the adult's hand and walked back. Ning Tao laughed so hard that tears flowed down his face.