walk across the bridge of fog

12.

"I dreamed of Wenxin." He Ren turned his face away and stared at a pot of green plants in the corner of the room.

Duanmu didn't say a word, she was ready to talk about Wenxin and the car accident.

"I don't know why I dreamed of Wenxin today, I have never been able to dream of her..." He Ren's voice changed.

"He Ren, can you describe this dream?" Duanmu asked softly in a well-trained soothing tone.

"I was eating alone at my favorite Italian restaurant. There was a seafood pasta on the table, a glass of red wine, and a glass of white wine. I didn't eat the pasta, and I didn't touch the white wine. I was drinking red wine."

"Then, I thought something was wrong with the pasta. I saw the octopus in the pasta moving and getting bigger and bigger. I backed away in fright, and the red wine spilled on me like blood. I turned my head and I ran and heard the waiters yelling that I owed them money. I kept running and the octopus followed me."

He Ren stopped and took a deep breath, "At this moment I saw Wenxin, standing there. I called her to save me, but she stood indifferently. Until I was wrapped around the neck by the octopus, I was suffocating. I started crying. Then I woke up crying."

He Ren didn't look at Duanmu during the whole process of describing the story, but kept looking at the plant, as if he was telling a story to it.

For a psychiatrist, the first dream described by a patient is the most precious data, and it is the language expression of the entire mental state into a dream.

But Duanmu knew that psychiatrists were warned not to interpret the meaning of the first dream too quickly, lest the content of the analysis frighten the patient.Duanmu always encourages patients to talk about their feelings first.

"He Ren, how do you understand this dream?"

"I don't know, I don't know how to interpret dreams." He Ren retracted his gaze and glanced at Duanmu.

"No, it's not dream interpretation. Tell me about how this dream makes you feel, or what does this dream remind you of?"

He Ren looked back at the plant, pursed his lips, and sat quietly.

Duanmu waited for a minute or two, and became a little anxious, "Is there any relationship between this restaurant and Wenxin?"

"It doesn't matter. She has never been to this restaurant." He Ren replied quickly.

Duanmu was a little surprised by this answer.

"Do seafood pasta and white wine mean anything to you?"

"I don't eat seafood pasta." Another no.It seems that He Ren is very resistant to this dream, he asks and answers, and doesn't say anything if he doesn't ask.

"Why do you think seafood pasta and white wine are on the table? Who did you order it for?"

"I don't know why it was on the table. I didn't order it for anyone. I basically went to eat alone in that restaurant."

"What did you feel in your dream, He Ren?" Duanmu once again asked He Ren to describe his feelings.Feelings in a dream can always help get closer to the heart of a problem.

"Loneliness, fear, disappointment, sadness." He Ren refused to describe, only using words.

"How do you understand the waiter yelling at you, you owe money?"

"I don't know, I never owe anyone anything."

"Do you think someone owes you?" Duanmu could only ask little by little, but He Ren was determined not to take the initiative to say a word.

He Ren hesitated, "Yes, my parents."

"What do you think your parents owe you?"

"fair."

"Do you think you owe Wenxin?"

"No, I said it, I won't let myself owe others, let alone Wenxin."

"Does Wenxin owe you?" Duanmu stared straight at He Ren's face.

He Ren hesitated again, then shook his head.

"In this dream, she didn't save you."

"Wenxin has always been timid. She is very afraid of this kind of mollusk. Why do you keep pestering Wenxin?"

"Because you said that Wenxin is the only person you love in this world."

"It's just a dream. Besides, she didn't save me because she was dead, and she couldn't save me at all."

"It's a reasonable explanation. He Ren, can you tell me why Wenxin hasn't been to your favorite restaurant?"

He Ren glared at Duanmu angrily, but did not answer for a long time.

Duanmu urged He Ren to seriously answer this question.

This ignited He Ren's emotions, "Don't do this with me. I have always known you people, and you always doubt our relationship. None of you are optimistic about us, and you want to break us up. You bully Wenxin Timid, you always take advantage of her timidity and use all shady and clumsy methods to suppress our feelings..."

Duanmu calmly listened to He Ren's words under the whirlwind mood.At first, she only thought that the pressure on He Ren and Wen Xin came from homosexuality, but later found out that Wen Xin turned out to be a woman with a family.

In the end, Duanmu sorted out the conclusion that Wen Xin and He Ren seldom had public activities in this city, and she seldom went out to eat with He Ren.

It turns out that He Ren is an underground lover!

After He Ren was exhausted and finally died down, Duanmu said pitifully, "He Ren, can I understand your crying in this way? You are crying that you have never had and will never have the opportunity to share food in this restaurant. "

He Ren's tears finally welled up in his eyes, and he couldn't cry.