If you are still together when you wake up

8 Ambiguous
At the corner, there is a statue of an archangel, holding a spear in one hand and a flame in the other, intimidating all living beings with its own innocence, with a vague smile on the corner of its mouth, looking in the quiet corridor, there is It's kind of strangely cold.

Xia Huixi lowered her head and rummaged through her pocket for the room card, and then remembered vaguely that she was probably in the room upstairs just now.But no matter what, at this moment she is unwilling to go up to find Pei Yueze again.So with difficulty, he remembered Su Ruhao's room number, and turned around to find him.

"Where are you going?"

A faint voice called him and her, and Xia Huixi realized that Su Ruhao was standing behind the huge potted plant, staring at him expressionlessly.

"I'm going to find you, my room card is missing."

Perhaps because of this answer, Su Ruhao's tense expression finally relaxed slowly, he sighed, and gestured to her the paper bag in his hand: "I brought you some food, I've been waiting for a while .You've been away."

He walked in slowly and patted her on the shoulder: "Then go to my room first." He didn't want to ask her what she meant, but Xia Huixi didn't know why, but suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and was hesitating whether to tell her Where did he go by himself, suddenly someone hurried over along the corridor.

"Miss Xia, your room card." Assistant Zhang handed back the room card to her, and nodded slightly to her, "I'm really sorry about what happened just now."

Xia Huixi took the room card stiffly, looked at Su Ruhao again, and said with a smile: "I found it. Would you like to sit in my room?"

Su Ruhao looked at the back of Assistant Zhang going away, then glanced at her thoughtfully, and nodded.

The hot water was gurgling, and Xia Huixi was biting the bread, because she was wearing a V-neck navy blue thin sweater, revealing the white and delicate skin under the neck, which was very slender.He lowered his head slightly again, like a child who has made a mistake, and remained silent.

Su Ruhao turned on the TV, and the music sounded, he suddenly said leisurely: "You have nothing to say to me?"

It tasted quite unexpected, and Xia Huixi stuck a mouthful of dry bread in her throat.

Like every time in the past, whenever something happened to her, he would always show up at the first time—this time, Su Ruhao walked up to her and patted her on the back lightly, which seemed a little funny: "You eat so fast and work hard!" Well?"

Xia Huixi's face was flushed, still unable to speak, he handed her the mineral water at hand: "Drink slowly."

By the time she calmed down a little, the regular slapping had changed into another form.Su Ruhao's palm slowly stroked her slender spine up and down, caring for her.Through the soft sweater, he seemed to be able to feel the delicate texture on her back...and Yu Laiyu's stiff figure.

He smiled and looked at the vanity mirror on one side. Her cheeks were blushing more and more thickly, as if rouge had been dipped in water, dyeing a stream of water like flowers.He was more and more unwilling to let go, and his movements were soft and slow again and again, as if he wanted to pour the time at this moment onto the inkstone, grinding out ink droplets that were as permanent as ancient times and never faded.

Xia Huixi leaned forward subconsciously, as if she wanted to avoid his ambiguous comfort.And he didn't intend to let her go just like that, and put his hands on her shoulders again, still without saying a word, letting such emotions heat up unconsciously.

Her body tilted at a somewhat strange angle, but she stopped again, and slowly turned her head, looking directly at Su Ruhao from the mirror.She is below, and he is above.The eyes gathered together in the center of the bright mirror, or maybe there was a faint spot of light there, reflecting her thoughts little by little.

Xia Huixi clenched his fists with uncontrollable tension, so that his voice was still trembling when he spoke, but his eyes did not avoid the slightest, and he was frank with words: "I should tell you this. Pei Yueze is here too. I dare not Make sure he's here for me, which may or may not be..."

The hand that was caressing her shoulders suddenly tightened, and Su Ruhao's lips curled into a seemingly casual smile, and he said slowly, "Why did you tell me?" Comparing the smiles together, Xia Huixi looked up at his expression with a thrilling feeling.

After a moment of composure, Xia Huixi pursed her lips, and her tone became more serious: "I don't want to lie to you." Taking a deep breath, she finally said seriously, "Because I don't want you to misunderstand."

Such a simple sentence made him lose his mind for half a minute.

In his life, Su Ruhao has confessed to others, and has been confessed to.He is a genius student in the field of psychological research in the eyes of professors.He knows and can master the psychological state of the person he talks to.He has read nostalgia, shyness and anxiety from the expressions of girls who admire him.

At this moment, Xia Huixi's words are not even a confession, even her serious expression is just used to cover up her nervous reaction habitually.But he understands that it is not easy for him to be as calm and restrained as her, and to be able to say this frankly.

He had no time to care about other things, his eyes gradually turned soft, with some emotions that he couldn't understand, staring at her well-shaped lips.It was as if something knocked a hole in his heart, and a liquid like honey poured in quietly, which made him, who had always been calm, feel shocked, but uncontrollably happy.

Xia Huixi didn't seem to be waiting for his reaction. After saying this, she quickly lowered her head, like a little ostrich, and fell silent again.

Su Ruhao slowly bent down, kissed her soft and fragrant hair, smiling calmly in her heart.Knowing that she was incomprehensible and young at the moment, he only felt that his heart was trembling slightly, so he straightened up quickly and said softly: "Got it. I won't misunderstand."

Until he left, Xia Huixi didn't dare to look back.The girl in the mirror smiled a little forcedly.I can’t say I regret it, but now I’m not without surprise in my heart—I’m amazed at why I suddenly broke the calm state of mind in the past, and impulsively said this.

And because I didn't get a positive reply from him, I couldn't help but feel frustrated.Xia Huixi lowered her head and sighed, covering her cheeks.This kind of fear and anticipation is completely new for me.

When Xia Huixi woke up in the morning, she habitually took out the notebook, but she paused for a long while without writing a single word.She blinked her eyes, this must be a wonderful experience, unexpectedly there was no dream all night.It is very rare that after the date of this day, "nothing" is written, leaving a line of plain white.

Morning is a group discussion.Xia Huixi arrived at the hall a little earlier than the agreed time, and originally wanted to call Su Ruhao along the way, but she was still a little nervous and embarrassed, so she took the elevator and went downstairs.After waiting for a while, Professor Peng came over from a distance, beckoned her to go with him, and said, "Xiao Su said he was not feeling well and wanted to sleep for a while, let's go."

Xia Huixi said "Oh", lowered her eyes, and asked a little unnaturally: "Is he sick?"

"It's okay, maybe the jet lag has not reversed, and the back of the hand is scratched again. I went to see him, and he is lying down to rest."

He shouldn't be so frightened by what he said yesterday that he deliberately avoided himself.Xia Huixi thought for a while, and a wry smile appeared on the corner of his mouth. In fact, he should be the one who felt embarrassed, right?What's more, the two of them are not children anymore. Naturally, they have the ability to clearly distinguish between emotions, work and study.

Thinking of this, she no longer struggled, and heard Professor Peng say, "Professor Zac will participate in our group's discussion today. If you have any questions, you can hurry up and ask."

At this moment, she looked at Director Peng in disbelief, the sudden surprise almost occupied all her emotions, and then she felt a little regretful, because she was unprepared and couldn't sort out her thoughts for a while, so she could only follow Director Peng into the venue.

They were not late, but Professor Zac sat there early, looking down at the book.The old man was wearing a woolen suit, with silver-white and thinning hair. A pair of glasses with round metal frames were slightly lowered on the bridge of his slightly hooked nose. He occasionally talked softly with others, and his eyes were calm and focused.

When the discussion officially started, he also opened his notes like others, and when he heard something confusing or exciting, he took the notes down, like a studious student, no different from ordinary participants.But obviously, others would naturally not let go of such a good opportunity.After an Indian professor finished speaking, someone suggested that Professor Zac talk about his views.

Professor Zac took off his glasses and did not refuse.

He talked about a previous case of his own.A female patient is emotionally cold, and during the treatment, the repressed emotions are projected on the doctor.In other words, the patient fell madly in love with his psychiatrist.Speaking of such a difficult question, the old man still spoke calmly, put his glasses on the table in front of him, folded his hands, and said slowly, "I let my patient understand that she has the ability to love. As for her love to me The feelings of the patient are developed through the bridge of the therapeutic relationship. This requires the doctor to stay awake all the time and cut off the connection at an appropriate time. In this way, the projection of the patient disappears, and the disease is cured.”

However, he changed the subject and his tone was much more serious than before: "What I want to talk about is the doctor's own psychological state. Generally, after the consultation or treatment, once the counselor's strong emotions disappear, it will inevitably make the psychologist feel similarly disappointed." This is what I have always emphasized, during the psychological consultation process, doctors should be vigilant to prevent themselves from being 'infected' by the patient's emotions."

Xia Huixi's heart skipped a beat, as if the words were meant for her.She also remembered that in Pei Yueze's room last night, his eyes seemed to be shining with silver luster, a little bewitching and a little warm, which always made her feel uneasy like being tempted.

"In the next time, if you want, I can answer some questions."

Xia Huixi thought for a while, and asked a question calmly and quickly.

"If the doctor has been unable to maintain a normal relationship with the patient during the treatment process, how should the doctor adjust?"

The voice was clear and soft. The young and beautiful girl didn't care about the eyes focused on her at the moment. Her eyes kept chasing Professor Zac, and she was eagerly waiting for his answer.

"Young lady, I'd be happy to answer this question for you." Professor Zac lowered his head, looked out from the top of the lens, and smiled slightly, "I don't understand what you mean by 'abnormal' relationship. But usually Said, it may be a sense of alienation - not agreeing with the words, actions or thoughts displayed by the patient."

"Actually, such a situation can be identified. For example, the doctor can know in his heart whether there is any compensatory psychology."

Xia Huixi stopped writing involuntarily, thinking of the dream she often had.

The old professor continued after taking a sip of water: "For such a situation, the specific circumstances of each case will be different. But there is only one principle of treatment: teaching by example must precede teaching by example. You have to think back, have you been honest with the patient? Are you wholeheartedly standing in his shoes? If not, then you must. Otherwise, you cannot enter his world, nor can you help him."

She nodded and said thank you respectfully and sincerely.

Professor Zac's gaze was fixed on her. This young orientalist's profile was sharp and refreshing. Her eyes were bright, and she looked even more attractive because of her pursuit of knowledge at the moment.He also smiled: "Although I have no way of knowing your case, thank you for asking."

It was not until she left the meeting that Professor Peng asked her: "Have you been consulting for others recently?" The old professor was obviously dissatisfied with the fact that the beloved student had concealed something from him, and his tone was straightforward and severe.

By coincidence, Xia Huixi lied to her mentor for the first time: "No, I heard this case from a senior sister outside last time. I just thought about it, so I asked about it."

Perhaps because of her good conduct in the past, Director Peng didn't say much, and nodded: "That's good. If you have such a mentality, I don't want you to hide it from me."

After returning to the room, she had the opportunity to slowly settle the answers Professor Zac gave her, and she also had an objective attitude to look at the relationship between herself and Pei Yueze.There is a faint feeling of enlightenment.She thought for a long time, and finally decided to talk to Pei Yueze.

When the door of Room 2205 opened, Pei Yueze must have known it was her, so he wasn't too surprised. With a slight smile on his lips, he turned to invite her in.

He seemed to have just taken a shower, wearing a hotel bathrobe, his hair was slightly damp, and a few strands fell on his forehead, which looked black and shiny under the light.This kind of dress made Xia Huixi feel a little embarrassed. Instead of looking at his chest exposed by the white bathrobe and his taller and slender body outlined by the casual belt, she said as calmly as possible: "Let me take a look." Are you feeling better?"

He raised his eyebrows and avoided answering: "I'm going to change clothes."

When Pei Yueze came out again, he had already changed into home clothes.He stopped at the door, and saw the woman on the sofa wearing a white shirt and gray trousers, with a thin light sapphire blue belt around her waist, with her knees together, leaning slightly to one side, with a very temperament elegant.

She had obviously spotted him after a while, and raised her face slightly, her eyes were as clear as pearls and jade.

No one spoke first.Silence is far better than sound at this moment.

When he saw her eyes sparkling like broken diamonds, he felt dazzled, and his heartbeat lost its rhythm for a moment.

Xia Huixi naturally didn't know what he was thinking. When she saw him, she stood up calmly: "Do you have time? I want to say a few words, and it won't take too long."

Pei Yueze's expression was still a little lazy. He seemed to know what she was going to say, and his tone was not urgent. He sat down on the opposite sofa, motioned for her to sit down too, and said with a smile, "I have time."

"Mr. Pei, we have met before."

This sentence made Pei Yueze a little astonished. After a pause, he responded noncommittally: "Oh?"

At this moment, Xia Huixi saw his slightly surprised expression, and the confusion in his heart was not inferior to his, but he could only continue: "Have you lost any memory at all?"

He leaned on the sofa very comfortably, showing a perfect jaw arc, and said calmly, "Sorry."

This indifferent attitude made Xia Huixi feel very confused, and her speech speed gradually became faster: "So speaking of it, we haven't had anything before. Can I ask you, what makes you so blue-eyed to me?" Add it?"

Pei Yueze repeated it for her shallowly: "Is there a blue eye?"

"Yes. Can I wishful thinking that you came here because of me?"

At this point, Pei Yueze smiled instead, his expression stretched: "Yes."

If it is an ordinary person, facing the handsome expression and focused tone of the man opposite, there will inevitably be some superficial vanity.But Xia Huixi managed to suppress the impetuousness in her heart, and asked him in a slow tone: "Why?"

"No reason."

He is still watertight.However, Xia Huixi noticed that he clenched his fist and gradually let go of his hand, and suddenly thought that maybe every time he faced himself, he might not have the calmness to control everything as he appeared on the outside.

She thought for a moment, then smiled: "I have reflected on my attitude towards you. This time, I wanted to have a frank chat with you. Unfortunately, you are really an uncooperative consultant."

There is also a laptop on the mahogany table beside it.A beep indicates that there is a new email.Xia Huixi knew that he was busy with everything, and the conversation had no progress, so he stood up: "Then I'll go first."

Pei Yueze stared at her, and subconsciously leaned over to grab her wrist.Her wrist bones were slender, and the skin touching his palm was delicate and warm. Pei Yueze forced her to sit down with a little force: "What do you want to talk about?"

Pei Yueze watched her sit down, then walked to the table, closed the notebook, and smiled at her against the light: "Let's chat slowly."

When he sat down again, he seemed to enjoy the quietness of the two of them being alone at the moment. His slender fingers flicked on a row of switches on the side wall, and turned off the chandelier with a snap.There is only a desk lamp on the small table at the junction of the two sofas, and the soft light casts the silhouettes of the two in depth.

The originally large suite suddenly shrunk in size.The aperture of the table lamp just brought them together in such a small arc, and the distance between them was no more than an arm's length.He could see her plain skin like snow, and the orange light cast an almost red pink shadow on her cheeks.Perhaps to cover up the unhealed wound, she didn't comb her forehead hair up as usual, and a strand fell randomly, curled up in a small arc, and fell to the side of the ear, vaguely like willow catkins floating by the river The branches are incredibly beautiful.

Pei Yueze faintly restrained the impulse in his heart, and slowly leaned on the sofa, his tone was not as cold as before: "What should we talk about?"

Xia Huixi Zhiyi thought for a while, and finally said: "Then let me tell you first. Let me tell you how I met you. But, you probably don't remember."

(End of this chapter)