China entertainment good man biography

Hou Chunhui once told me jokingly that the fortune teller said he would have two wives in his life. I just thought he was talking nonsense. After he left, I recalled every bit of the past. When I thought of this sentence, I just thought maybe. His other woman is the blind date he slept with as mentioned in the previous chapter.

If it doesn't count, it's the big star in the novel. But if it does, in all the harem novels he has written before, in all the ones he has written over the years, there are countless wives in his texts, not just two.

And just yesterday, I truly discovered her existence.

For what I write next, the gangsters can just say that I am writing randomly to gain attention. The person who hopes most in the world that none of this is true is me.Just last night, my head felt like it had experienced a nuclear explosion, and it was extremely painful.

Hou Chunhui’s two wives, one is me and the other is me.

After finishing all his posthumous affairs and putting everything about him into the box without having to open the cremation certificate (identity card after death), I completely collapsed and stopped writing and business for a long time.

I wanted to do both things, but I couldn't do either. I thought I overestimated myself. How could I get over the trauma so quickly and still write code and build a career with the other.

A kind of mental torture that cannot be described in words, a long period of insomnia all night long, and no sleepiness during the day, which made me worry about my body.For the sake of my children, in August, I decided to go to the hospital to seek help from a doctor. I was only diagnosed with mild or minor depression, not anxiety.

The doctor prescribed antidepressants and sleep aids for me. The effects were average, but much better than before. I was finally able to fall asleep briefly, and I saw Hou Chunhui several times in my dreams.

When I went for a follow-up appointment to refill my medication half a month later, Qu and Tairuan asked me how I was doing.I discovered some clues while chatting. I said that I felt like there were two me living in my body, one strong and one weak. I couldn’t bring up the strong one and the weak one. I wanted to stay in a small place and make some money and spend my life idle. When I arrived in the city And they are unwilling to fight for a foothold.

Tairuan said that the stronger one would eat the weaker one, but I said that was impossible.Tai Ruan said that if the strong cannot defeat the weak, then how can it be considered strong? It can only be said that they are evenly matched.

The doctor inquired about my situation and simply prescribed medication for depression. During the chat, I told Tairuan that I actually had two nicknames in high school, one was Brother Jie and the other was A Leng, but A Leng only had one classmate named Ye. Called, I thought he wanted to be special, just like the class beauty also wanted to be special and called me Xiaojie.

Most of the time, I didn't know "she" existed.I think I'm a Virgo, and this zodiac sign is recognized for its perfectionist, obsessive-compulsive personality and weird personality.Friendships have been lost in childhood, love has been lost in middle age, life experiences are no longer perfect, and I can’t sleep due to something on my mind. It may be due to obsessive-compulsive disorder.

I had a physical examination and tested for carcinoembryonic thyroid, cardiovascular, cerebrovascular, liver and kidney, and everything was fine. Also, since taking the COVID-15 vaccine, I haven’t had a cold in three years. I have been running around starting my own business, and I have never had a sun infection once. I have suffered from severe sleep problems for [-] years, but I still have a body like a steel warrior.

I began to wonder whether I slept or not. Is it considered sleep if I close my eyes to relax and have a clear mind?

On the way back from seeing a doctor, I wore headphones to listen to music. I found that only one of the headphones had sound. The other one seemed to be broken, but when I put them in the case, they all lit up again.

I had an optional minor surgery, a circumcision.With my body still covered with stitches, I came home and saw my dad bringing my son back from the supermarket and buying six bubble gums. He was about to swallow them, but I stopped him in time.My dad said that he only knew that he was clamoring to buy candy, so he bought it for him. He didn’t know that it was bubble gum, and he had already swallowed six of these at noon.

I was so angry that I scolded my dad, and then went to the supermarket and scolded several sales staff. A three-year-old child who didn't understand anything and a drunk old man, how dare you sell to them? bubble gum!
The aunt at the supermarket said aggrievedly: I told him, "This is bubble gum."

Children know nothing about bubble gum, but old people only think you are teasing children and do not pay attention or understand what you mean!Why not say "Can't swallow! Can't swallow! Can't swallow!"

I'm so angry that I'm going to burst!

When I got home, I picked up the discarded bubble gum and chewed one. I wanted to know how big the bubble gum was. The six bubble gums in his stomach were as big as an egg.

After asking the doctor, I could only observe whether it could be expelled and the child's physical condition. I drove the car and told my mother that I felt a little like vomiting. My mother said that you didn't swallow the bubble gum. When I heard the three words "bubble gum" Words, my body had a vomiting reaction instantly, yue~
My mother said bubble gum again, yue~, and my son also said bubble gum, yue~. The two of them thought it was fun and kept saying bubble gum. I couldn’t control my body yue~ until I roared, don’t say those three words, I want yue The stitches are about to burst!
My psychological effects are so menacing, but since I met Hou Chunhui, this problem I had since childhood has disappeared for six years. Six years ago, I would have a low fever when I saw spicy strips, and would get sick when I saw the unhygienic food preparation process. Have loose bowels.

He was the one who healed me, after all he can eat anything.It was he who cured me, after all he was so able to sleep.But I also had diarrhea when I was with him, but I also had trouble sleeping when I was with him.I was so conflicted and confused.

My close friends and I have a group chat, which was silent for a long time, and we only started chatting recently.

"I find that what I say now is a bit weird, but I mean it with good intentions."

Ban Zhuan said: "Brother Jie, you are the yin and yang of kindness, right?"

"I'm sorry, I used to have a hard time speaking. I haven't seen each other for many years and we're not that familiar with each other. I feel like we've always been good friends even though we haven't seen each other. I don't have to worry about what I say. I'll practice speaking with a higher emotional intelligence. I feel like if I can't control the strength, I'll look weird and tea-like. "

Lan Lan said: "Brother Jie, as we know, you are the worst at tea. You should pay attention to your health, take medicine and see a psychiatrist. If you really can't go on a trip."

Banzhuan said: "Brother Jie, you don't need to sleep and it won't affect your health. You can find a night shift! Double salary is so cool!"

Speaking of work and salary, I think of one thing.Before going to the hospital for treatment, I was staying at my sister's place, and the second sister of my second uncle's family was also there. When I mentioned an annoying step-grandmother, I told my second sister that it's not that you are not familiar with her, but that you have a grudge.Didn't your parents tell you about the past?

The second sister said: "My father only said that she locked up the rice so that they could not eat it. My mother kept calling her an old witch."

Then I told my second sister a bedtime story, which caused her to be distracted and skipped the station on her first day at work. She was late and just happened to run into her boss.

I asked them if they wanted to hear the story "Why does a princess in distress still have to work?" I will tell you the story for 50.

Lan Lan said: "Brother Jie, charge it to my account like you did in high school, and pay it back to you next time."

Then I told them stories in the group all night. While telling the stories, I discovered "her" and I began to realize that it was not a simple depression, but a more serious "dual personality".

I began to sort out the "me" in the past 28 years, and found that all the incomprehensibility and contradictions could be explained by dual personality, and they all had traces and made sense.

It's not that "I" can't sleep, it's that "we" are all awake.

The doctor asked me twice whether I had "suicidal or self-abuse tendencies", and I firmly said: no.

Do patients with depression "feel useless" and "living is boring" because their psychological defenses are too weak, so they choose to end their lives to escape reality?
That’s not me. I am very useful to my family and children. My career prospects are also very good. I will face things bravely when I encounter them. I will never commit suicide.

But just last night, I completely discovered my "dual personality" and experienced unprecedented mental torture. My brain waves were like high-voltage electricity leaking, and my CPU was about to dry out!It's like my body is getting an electric shock.

Under such intense mental torture, I was no longer sure.

For the first time, my body watched two "personalities" fight for an entire night, or it had been four months, or it had been 28 years.Every day, the brain gives orders to all parts of the body to sleep, and they fight behind closed doors. The one who loses sleeps, and the one who wins wakes up.

But last night, they told everyone: "Don't sleep any more." (End of Chapter)