In the consultation room filled with sunlight, Dr. Fu, whose figure has grown into a figure with the character "福", warmly asked the young man in front of him.
Uncle Fu was very familiar with the young man named Zhou Zheng in front of him.
Not only did he know Zhou Zheng's working environment and home address, but he also occasionally cared about Zhou Zheng's love life and gave Zhou Zheng some supermarket discount coupons.
"It's been a few days."
Zhou Zheng's voice was hoarse, his eyes were drowsy, and his symptoms of sleep deprivation were very obvious.
"Xiao Zhou, don't be nervous," Dr. Fu said gently, "first describe the hallucination you saw."
"okay."
Zhou Zheng picked up the paper cup, took a sip of the warm water inside, then subconsciously turned to look at the door to make sure there was no one outside, then leaned forward, almost lying on the table, and whispered:
"Fu Bo, I think I may not be hallucinating.
"It started in the evening three days ago. When I came back from get off work, I saw when I entered the house... I saw prepared meals on the table, including three dishes and one soup."
Zhou Zheng had a wry smile on his thin face.
"It's still hot."
"oh?"
Fu Bo's bloated body leaned back hard, and his narrowed eyes flashed with sharp light: "Have you eaten? Is it real food?"
“Except for the slightly salty taste, everything else is good.”
Zhou Zheng gave a fair evaluation.
Uncle Fu pondered for a few times and asked with concern: "Xiao Zhou, are you under a lot of work pressure recently?"
"I am a guaranteed job after passing the exam. I work five days a week and have two days off. How can I feel pressured by work?"
Zhou Zheng said with a wry smile: "At first I thought my neighbor did it for me, and I didn't dare to ask, so I secretly changed the lock the next day, and then..."
"Then?"
"The day before yesterday, I came home at half past six in the afternoon."
Zhou Zheng frowned and pursed his lips, his face getting paler:
"There are still prepared meals on the table, still made from the vegetables in my refrigerator.
"It's been like this for three days in a row, and I've even used half of my bottle of vegetable oil in three days!"
Uncle Fu also wondered: "Have you seen the surveillance camera at the door?"
"Look, the door has not been opened," Zhou Zheng breathed out slowly, "I actually have a suspicion now."
Fu Bo said warmly: "You say."
Zhou Zheng's face became a little pale, he pursed his lips slightly, and gestured with his hands in coordination.
"Maybe I am, I am schizophrenic, and I have created a secondary personality to take care of the main personality... Uh, Uncle Fu, why are you looking at me like this?"
Uncle Fu laughed dumbly and said slowly:
"Haven't you heard this sentence? Drunk people usually like to say that they are not drunk. Really mentally ill people always think that they are normal people.
"I see you are just thinking wildly when you have nothing to do!
"Have you had a girlfriend recently?"
Zhou Zheng explained honestly: "I am saving money for my wedding, and I am planning to start dating through official channels next year when I am old enough. Isn't that the most reliable? Falling in love now will only increase unnecessary expenses."
"Look, isn't this stressful?"
Dr. Fu cleared his throat and said with a smile:
“If you live alone for a long time, you will have some psychological problems.
“Sometimes, pressure is invisible.
"Your problem is actually not a big one. Don't be too nervous. Eat what you should, drink what you should drink, and do less sewing before going to bed. But don't suppress yourself. Let nature take its course and follow your heart. Only then will you know what's going on.
for authenticity.
"Okay, Xiao Zhou, I'll queue you up for an in-depth inspection.
"But you also know that medical resources are relatively tight now, so your appointment will probably be scheduled in half a month."
Zhou Zheng frowned and asked, "Am I really okay?"
"Okay, let's go, let's go! When Uncle Fu is free later, he will take you to gain some knowledge, make you happy physically and mentally, and all your problems will be gone!"
…
A few minutes later.
Zhou Zheng held the small bag of confiscated pills and walked out of the small single-family building in a daze.
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that Fu Bo had become more and more deviant in the past two years.
The three-story single-family building is submerged in the dense high-rise buildings, which makes this clinic even more eye-catching.
Zhou Zheng followed the outline of the building and looked toward the sky. The thin and lubricated energy shield over the city made the blue sky look a little blurry.
He lowered his head and sighed, took out his mobile phone and searched online to find out what symptoms his symptoms matched.
'Go home and take a nap. I took half a day off today anyway.'
Zhou Zheng wrapped himself in a singlet and wandered towards the apartment buildings not far away, staring at the book "Self-Care for Schizophrenia Patients" on his phone.
Didn’t stop for the aroma of fried rice emanating from the food truck;
Don’t stop for the latest comic periodicals on the bookstall.
When Zhou Zheng went out, he deliberately connected an old mobile phone to the charger, turned on the video recording mode, and pointed it at the kitchen of the restaurant.
When he thought of this, Zhou Zheng's steps became more urgent.
"handsome guy!"
A soft and soft voice penetrated the ears, as if it was trying to draw people's soul away.
Zhou Zheng hesitated slightly. Although he was not sure whether the other party was calling him, he did not have any female friends and it should have nothing to do with him.
He didn't stop and continued to move forward, walking faster.
A graceful figure flashed out of the alley and took two quick steps towards Zhou Zheng. The snow-white and slender palm naturally grabbed Zhou Zheng's elbow.
"Hey! Handsome guy! Why are you running!"
Zhou Zheng only felt a strong floral fragrance coming over him, and subconsciously turned his head to look.
This is a strange woman. Her slim cheongsam wraps around her curvy figure. The ravine under her neck is eye-catchingly white. Her long, smooth hair is mixed with two strands of hair that gradually turn light blue.
Zhou Zheng maintained his strategic composure, fixed his gaze on the opponent's gorgeous and charming face, and asked tentatively in a low voice:
"Are you calling me?"
"Handsome guy, are you a resident of this neighborhood?"
A woman's smile is very natural, natural and warm.
"That's right," Zhou Zheng stepped to the side and took advantage of the situation to break free of her delicate hand, keeping a three-chest distance from her.
The woman blinked, and the smile on her lips was indescribably charming. She raised her hand and brushed a strand of hair beside her ears, and said with a smile: "I just want to ask for directions. I'm sorry, I'm a little too reckless."
"It's okay, where are you going?"
"Ah, I'll go to this address."
The woman took out her mobile phone and moved her soft body towards Zhou Zheng.
Although Zhou Zheng was a little resistant in his heart, he moved half of his body to the side, carefully looked at the icons on the phone screen, and began to arrange the combination of left and right turns on his mouth.
He didn't notice that a light red light flashed across the woman's eyes, and there was a bit of a sneer at the corner of her mouth.
'Oh, man.'
There were shallow ripples around the woman's mouth, and her voice seemed to ring directly from the bottom of Zhou Zheng's heart, saying in Zhou Zheng's ears:
"Take me to where you live."
Zhou Zheng was stunned for a moment.
The look of disdain in the woman's eyes was even worse.
‘If a mere mortal has a gap in his heart, a simple sound control technique can easily solve it.
'This one has fine skin and tender flesh, and a long and handsome face. The most rare thing is that there is still a spiritual energy in the body. I'm not in a hurry to swallow his flesh and blood. It's good to be happy for a few days.'
She took Zhou Zheng's arm skillfully and naturally, like a couple in love, and leaned her head on Zhou Zheng's shoulder.
Sudden……
"Um, eldest sister, what are you doing?"
Zhou Zheng's Adam's apple trembled a few times, his shoulders sank to the side, and he struggled to break away from the other party's pull.
"Why do you want to go to my house?"
The woman's fingers trembled, and a look of astonishment flashed across her eyes.
The spell is useless?
"I think," Zhou Zheng suddenly retracted his hand and took two steps back to the side.
'Xiao Zhou, you have to remember that society is very chaotic now. Girls who take the initiative to throw themselves into your arms may not be prey, but hunters.' - Fu Bo said.
"I think eldest sister, you might... I am actually quite conservative in my ideas, and I don't want to break the law and disrupt social norms. I'm sorry!"
After saying that, he didn't know what to do. He smiled apologetically, turned around and stepped forward, and soon circles of smoke came out of the soles of his shoes.
Run, run away?
The woman had a look of astonishment on her face.
And from beginning to end, no passers-by or vendors on the street cast their eyes on her at all.
A charming smile appeared on the corner of the woman's mouth, and she walked back to the alley with a swaying waist. The cheongsam on her body seemed to be bursting at any time under her neck.
…
"Uh huh huh~"
a lilting hum;
The sizzling sound of green vegetables after being put into hot oil;
It echoed in this one-bedroom but not cramped apartment.
There was a small figure wearing a pale gold dress standing by the stove, skillfully flipping the food in the iron pot.
The oil smoke coming out of the pot was absorbed by a ball of water suspended above the iron pot.
The girl must have just passed her prime. Her long black hair was tied into a flying fairy bun that is rare nowadays. Her long skirt was very complicated, with three inner layers and three outer layers that wrapped her tightly but did not cover her up.
That slender beauty.
If she turns around, she can see that her round face still retains a bit of youthfulness, her almond-shaped eyes are smart, her nose is pleasant, her curved eyebrows seem to be "light strokes", her thin lips interpret "understatement", and her skin color is like
Pink petals moistened by morning dew.
She skillfully fiddled with the spice jar next to the stove, and a home-cooked vegetable was given a rich layer of taste.
The girl dipped a spatula into the soup, brought it to her mouth and sniffed it gently. The tip of her tongue touched it, just like a dragonfly touching water.
Then she smashed her mouth and showed a somewhat smug smile.
She has practiced this cooking skill for a long time!
"Huh? You came back so early today."
She blinked and glanced in the direction of the stairwell of the apartment building through several walls. She raised her hand and a dish half a meter away flew over on its own, holding the fried dishes.
She didn't have time to clean up, and her little hands flew up and down. A ball of water took away the oil residue in the iron pot and went into the sewer. The pots and pans were quickly returned to their places, leaving only the rice cooker that was still working.
The footsteps are getting closer.
She tapped her toes and carried the plate across the room. She hurriedly brought this plate to the dining table and made it into a "taste" with the other two plates of meat dishes.
Chacha.
The machine with the key and the door lock is slowly turning.
There was some hesitation in the girl's eyes, but her pretty face turned red suddenly, and she turned around and turned into a golden light and flew into the basketball-sized fish tank on the side.
There is a small golden carp in the fish tank, and there are slight ripples on the water surface.
The door was slowly pushed open by Zhou Zheng.
Sniffing, sniffing, Zhou Zheng's nose twitched, stimulated by the aroma of rice, and there was more body fluid in his mouth.
Then, he stared blankly at the three plates of stir-fried vegetables on the table, his expression indescribably solemn, and suddenly raised his hand and twisted his forearm.