Turns Out I’m Crazy

There is a mirror in front of Chen Qianqing.

The man in the mirror looked at him with a smile, beckoned at him, opened his mouth at him. The man had a handsome face and was wearing white pajamas, with slightly longer hair and a loose mess on his shoulders.

A sound from far to near, the sound is soft, elegant, soft, like the singing of angels in fairy tales. All this seemed so beautiful, until Chen Qianqing touched the cold mirror with his fingers.

The moment he touched the mirror with his fingertips, the bright and bright mirror began to shatter piece by piece, and thick red blood smelling from the cracks flowed out.

A bright smile appeared in front of Chen Qianqing in the mirror. His skin was cracked, but his eyes were as bright as stars. He said to Chen Qianqing: "My death is the best revenge on you."

Chen Qianqing woke up from a nightmare.

It is exactly three o'clock in the morning, and Lu Zhengfei is sleeping next to his side, with his eyes closed and asleep.

Chen Qianqing reached out and wiped the cold sweat on his forehead, sighed softly at the bell not far away.

Some things have not been revealed, but they have become heart problems.

Since returning to school, Chen Qianqing has never slept well. It's the same today. He covered his eyes with his arms, and his face looked a little blank.

When it was dawning, Lu Zhengfei discovered that Chen Qianqing did not sleep all night.

He knew that Chen Qianqing didn't sleep well, but he didn't expect that Chen Qianqing had reached the point where he couldn't sleep almost every night.

Just two days ago, on the recommendation of Xu Shaoren, Lu Zhengfei found a professional psychotherapy institution abroad, and the plane ticket for going abroad was set this afternoon.

Lu Zhengfei said: "Qian Qing, haven't you slept yet?"

Chen Qianqing's pale face had thick black circles, he said, "Well, I had a nightmare."

Lu Zhengfei said: "What have you dreamed of?"

Chen Qianqing said: "I dreamed of Chen Qianqing and said that he hated me."-He just told this secret that should have been kept for a lifetime in a gesture that was not related to himself and indifferent.

Lu Zhengfei's response was a bit strange. Instead of asking Chen Qianqing why he said such things, he comforted: "No one will hate you, Qian Qing, in the afternoon ticket, do you want to sleep for a while?"

Chen Qianqing sat up and shook her head.

Lu Zhengfei no longer advised when he saw this, so he went out and brought back a glass of milk and handed it to Chen Qianqing: "Drink, hot."

Chen Qianqing took over and drank the milk slowly.

Most people cannot tolerate the condition of insomnia. The feeling of lying on the bed, exhausted to the extreme, and closed eyes with all the fragmentary pictures and harsh sounds, makes people crazy. Either one day or two days, even for a long time, even an iron man is going to be mentally ruined. Chen Qianqing is not an iron man. He has endured to the present and has done his best.

Only sleeping for tens of minutes a day, and during these tens of minutes, he will still be disturbed by nightmares, and Chen Qianqing's mental state has repeatedly fallen. Lu Zhengfei looked in his eyes and was in a hurry. After asking Xu Shaoren, he put sleeping pills into Chen Qianqing's milk.

Chen Qianqing would not take the sleeping pills on his own initiative. In his opinion, he deserved torture. Chen Qianqing also had depression at the time. I was afraid that he was also suffering.

Chen Qianqing didn't need it, but Lu Zhengfei didn't want Chen Qianqing to torture himself. He watched Chen Qianqing drink the milk, then his eyes closed slowly, and his breathing became even.

Chen Qianqing hadn't seen Lu Qianfei for such a quiet expression for a long time.

Recently, Chen Qianqing seems to have a thorn suddenly. His expressions are inviolable arrogance and indifference. Even when he looks into his eyes, there are many complicated expressions.

At first Lu Zhengfei thought that Chen Qianqing had figured it out, but later discovered that instead of figuring it out, Chen Qianqing merged more seriously. And life and death do not want to go to the hospital to see.

Lu Zhengfei stretched out his finger, slowly touching Chen Qianqing's forehead, and then slid down his forehead little by little, sliding over the lips with no beautiful shape and no blood, and across the slightly raised throat of the long neck , Sliding over the tight clavicle, and then gently put the palm on Chen Qianqing's chest.

The ups and downs of the heart beat let people know that the man with a stunned look is still alive. Lu Zhengfei watched Chen Qianqing obsessively, bowed his head, and gave Chen Qianqing a feathery kiss.

Chen Qianqing remained motionless, and it looked like a cursed sleeping beauty in a fairy tale.

Without other cross-border movements, Lu Zhengfei stopped short of a kiss. Then he got up and went to the study to get a laptop. Sitting on a chair beside Chen Qianqing's bed, he began to deal with mountainous business.

Chen Qianqing, who fell asleep with sleeping pills, was still haunted by dreams. He felt himself lying on a large bed, and his body was in pain, especially the part of his eyes. The pain also caused his head to faint.

A woman's voice sounded a little familiar, but she couldn't remember who it was for a while. She said, "What can be cured? Lu Zhengfei can't count on him to be careful. He can't go anywhere. He just did it. What else can I not know? "

The other man's voice was a bit vague, and he couldn't hear exactly what he said.

Then the woman laughed, and she said, "Lu Zhengfei also specially said hello to me, ha, do you need to say hello to such a thing?"

Then footsteps sounded, the door was pushed open, and the two walked away.

Chen Qianqing's body cooled down instantly. He seemed to be put into the freezer all at once. The cold made him unable to say a word, and the words that the woman had just said echoed in his ears.

This is not him ... this is, the real Chen Qianqing's experience.

Chen Qianqing struggled to wake up, but his body was too heavy to control, so he could only continue to sink into the dream.

One of the important reasons why Chen Qianqing didn't dare to sleep was because he kept dreaming. Those dreams that belong to him and not to him will flash like a marquee, letting him see what he has done with a tyrannical attitude.

When Chen Qianqing woke up again, he and Lu Zhengfei were already in the car to the airport.

Lu Zhengfei was sitting in the back seat with him. He was held in his arms by Lu Zhengfei, with a blanket on his body.

Lu Zhengfei noticed that he woke up and said, "Qian Qing, are you awake?"

Chen Qianqing pursed his lips and said, "What did you put in the milk?"

Lu Zhengfei said: "The sleeping pills ... The doctor said that you would not be able to bear such insomnia."

Chen Qianqing bowed her head, her hair was a bit messy just after getting up. He glanced at Lu Zhengfei before saying nothing.

Although he had many strange dreams, after waking up, he still felt a sense of relaxation in his tight body.

Lu Zhengfei took out the insulation bucket and handed it to Chen Qianqing: "Aunt Zhao's porridge and side dishes, eat a little."

Although Chen Qianqing has no appetite, he also knows that it is not good to not eat. He slowly took the porridge bucket, picked up a spoon, and started drinking porridge.

The porridge was very sticky, and it was filled with boiled shrimp and vegetables, and served with aunt Zhao's special dishes. It was very appetizing. Chen Qianqing drank for a little while and felt full.

Lu Zhengfei said: "Qian Qing, drink some more." Chen Qianqing shook his head.

Lu Zhengfei sighed, took the porridge bucket and set it aside.

Ten minutes later, the driver drove to the airport, and Lu Zhengfei and Chen Qianqing got out of the car.

Dozens of days have passed since the Spring Festival, and it has not rained recently, and the temperature has started to warm up. But Lu Zhengfei still forced Chen Qianqing to add a back jacket. He thought of taking it off in an air-conditioned room and wearing it when walking outside.

In the early hours of city A, Lu Zhengfei and Chen Qianqing reached their destination, country Z.

Most of Lu Zhengfei ’s Huang Yuping ’s forces are abroad, while Lu Zhengfei ’s father, Lu Chonggan, is mainly domestic, and their marriage has a taste of business marriage and strong union—but fortunately, they love and love each other. Shen, after the marriage, there were no major differences.

Country Z can be said to be the place where Huang Yuping's family took root. Lu Zhengfei brought Chen Qianqing here with a sense of intimidation. But helpless Xu Shaoren told him that he knows the roots and trusts a psychotherapy institution in country Z.

Psychologically, hospitals are not like ordinary hospitals. Both good and bad can be placed on the bright side. Psychotherapy is such a mysterious thing, but for prudence, once something goes wrong, it is almost impossible to recover.

Lu Zhengfei remembered that when he was a teenager, a friend he knew had depression and was sent by his parents to an allegedly reliable institution abroad for treatment. One year later, he seemed to be cured. As a result, the day he returned home, he strangled his father directly.

Later investigation revealed that the man had been severely abused during treatment.

Lu Zhengfei definitely does not want to see this happen. He cannot be with Chen Qianqing anytime, anywhere, so he can only do his best to choose the most assured to ensure the treatment effect of Chen Qianqing.

Of course, the most important thing now is to confuse his mother.

Fortunately, this time is Chinese New Year, so Huang Yuping and Lu Chonggan are both in China, and didn't stare at him much. But even so, Lu Zhengfei wasn't sure if his parents knew what he was doing.

Country Z was still very cold in February. Before getting off the plane, Lu Zhengfei wrapped Chen Qianqing tightly until he saw the car that picked them up and got on the car before allowing Chen Qianqing to take off his jacket.

Chen Qianqing said: "How can I be so weak."

Lu Zhengfei took the opportunity to touch Chen Qianqing, he said: "Look at you, your face is cold, and you don't wear thick spots."

Chen Qianqing gave Lu Zhengfei a glance. The wind was strong outside and he did not wear a mask. Anyone who came out of the airport face was icy. Doesn't Lu Zhengfei know this trick? Nothing more than to find a reason to want to eat tofu.

At this moment, the driver asked in the language of "Z": "Master Lu, where are you going?"

Lu Zhengfei also replied in Mandarin Chinese, saying: "Go to the villa over Xiaoshu Community." 2k novel reading network