Horror Game: Crazy criticizes a beauty who has no martial ethics

Chapter 65 Real World: That’s it?
Psychological consultation room.

The bright sunshine shines through the glass windows to the ground, the snow-white tiles reveal the figures, the light green bonsai orchids are trimmed to be extremely elegant and stretched, the desk is clean and tidy, and rows of paper books are placed on the back bookshelf, making the air Has a slight ink scent.

Xia Lingge was sitting on a soft swivel chair with a cup of steaming tea in front of her. She didn't drink it, but just looked at the handsome man in his early thirties in front of her. He was tall in a neat white coat and had a smile on his eyebrows. , the whole person looks very gentle and soothing.

"Ms. Xia Lingge Xia, it's a pleasure to meet you. You are even more beautiful in person than in the photo." Dr. Junxiu stretched out his hand. "Please allow me to introduce myself first. Alger, a not-so-famous psychological counselor. I hope that in the future During the time we can get along well and fight the disease together."

Xia Lingge blinked and couldn't help but ask: "Alger? You don't have a Chinese name?"

Alger smiled: "My nationality is American."

Beautiful card person?No wonder my hands felt a little itchy when I saw him.

To be cautious, Xia Lingge leaned forward and looked over, and found that his pupils were not pure black or brown, but exuded a light blue.

"I'm mixed race," Alger said. "I lived in China for a while when I was a child, and then moved to the United States. After I went to college, I always felt that there was nothing interesting there, so I came back."

Xia Lingge thought for a while: "I see, but your name is really hard to remember. Can I just call you Mr. A from now on?"

Mr. A nodded with a smile: "Yes, you can come as you like. Likewise, can I call you Ling Ge?"

Xia Lingge nodded.

Mr. A opened the information in front of him, crossed his fingertips and said slowly: "Mr. Qin has already told me about your situation. Apathy is not a big mental illness. Compared with affective disorders, antisociality, and split personality, , hallucinations, etc., these are insignificant little symptoms.”

"As long as you cooperate with the treatment, everything will be solved."

Xia Lingge nodded in agreement: "So can I leave now?"

Mr. A was stunned for a moment, then shook his head: "But because you are a player who wants to enter the game, I have to handle it with caution, no matter how small the symptoms are. Let's learn more about it, okay?" He took out a pocket watch from the drawer, "Here. Let’s play a little game and let’s let down our guard against each other.”

Xia Lingge was not interested in small games or anything like that, but she was still annoyed because the psychiatrist in front of her looked like he was strategizing. She shook the tea cup in her hand and nodded: "Okay."

She wanted to see what tricks he could pull off.

The soft chair he was sitting on was adjusted to a comfortable, semi-reclining position. Mr. A took the pocket watch, put it in front of Xia Lingge and shook it gently: "Relax, you feel very relaxed now, no tension, no worries, Your body slowly relaxes and your thoughts gradually stop. You are very sleepy now, very sleepy. You want to close your eyes, close your eyes..."

Following his voice, Xia Lingge gradually relaxed her body, stretched her hands and leaned back, only to feel a "plop--" as if she was sinking into the water. She opened her eyes suddenly and found that she was in a vast ocean, surrounded by water. There is endless water, and there is an exquisitely carved door below.

"Lingge, open that door."

Mr. A's voice seemed to be everywhere. Xia Lingge swam down and stood in front of the exquisite door. He stretched out his hand and touched it. The door opened automatically without using any force.

The dazzling white light hit her, and she closed her eyes unconsciously. When she opened them again, she found that she was in a small classroom. A dozen children of four or five years old were gathered together, wiping their tears and whispering, and they seemed to be crying. The teacher next to them was advising them with gentle and kind eyes: "Don't cry. You are all good children with kind hearts. Little White Rabbit will be proud of you if you know it."

Xia Lingge felt that these words sounded familiar.

"Look to the left." Mr. A's words came again. She looked in the direction. A little girl wearing a shiny headband and a white and pink gradient soft gauze skirt was sitting there quietly. She didn't Like other children, they gathered around the rabbit cage and asked the teacher if the rabbit could come back. She just glanced at it indifferently, then picked up the book and looked at it boredly.

She remembered that this was the scene when she was in the middle class of kindergarten. The teacher brought the little rabbit and said that he wanted to cultivate their love and patience, but before he was given to them to take care of for two days, the rabbit died for unknown reasons. Now is the time when the whole class is sad and the teacher is comforting.

"I didn't expect... your symptoms were quite serious when you were a child. Why didn't you cry? What were you thinking at that time?"

"Thinking of nothing."

Xia Lingge said: "There is nothing to think about, and there is nothing to cry about. Who knows if anyone will cry when I die? Why waste your energy?"

"Um……"

The scenes in front of her kept changing, starting from kindergarten, through elementary school, junior high school, high school, and now college. Basically, everything she saw, heard, and experienced was presented again.

The screen kept rotating rapidly and finally settled on the scene where she came home holding a rose-colored birthday gift box - that was the first day she wore a rose watch.

The door of the house opened, and 'Xia Lingge' walked in, put down the gifts, changed clothes, ordered takeout, and tidied up the house. After everything was done, 'she' sat on the sofa and opened the gifts. There was no joy or surprise in her eyes when she saw the rose watch. Or feel helpless, just slowly put it on your wrist, and then walk to the bathroom.

"You just...put your watch on so casually?"

"Otherwise? Do you still want to put incense sticks and pray three times?"

The sound of rushing water came from the bathroom. Xia Lingge walked over. She had already washed her hands and wiped them with a towel. Then she picked up the hand cream and applied it. She looked at it and suddenly raised her eyes to look in the mirror.

"what happened?"

"Didn't you see?"

The humanoid black shadow disappeared as quickly as it appeared, but Xia Lingge still sensitively caught it. Not only that, she also felt that the figure of the black shadow was extremely familiar.

"No, what did you see?"

She didn't reply to Alger's words, but just watched 'Xia Lingge' eat Kung Pao Chicken Rice Bowl and go back to bed for a nap. For some reason, 'she' fell asleep very quickly, but not peacefully.

Is this going to be in the game?
If this happens……

Xia Lingge also closed her eyes. She only felt that the surrounding environment began to shake and collapse. The feeling of rising sea water came over again, but this time there was a clear sense of suffocation.

"I'm counting down to five now, and when you hear 'one' you'll wake up right away. Five, four, three, two, one!"

Xia Lingge suddenly opened her eyes and gasped for breath. The sun shone on her body, which was golden. There was no sea water or delicate door around her. Only Mr. A's complicated eyes were fixed on her.

　Is there anyone... Is there any Bao'er who can leave a comment and give a good review to warm my lonely and cold heart┭┮﹏┭┮
　　
　
(End of this chapter)