my therapist freaked out

The toilet in the house he rented was not too big, and there was no compartment. Next to the sink was the toilet, and further inside was the shower head.

When Ke Fan first moved here, he hung a curtain between the toilet and the bathing area to keep out the splashing water.Comfort yourself as an extremely simple dry and wet separation.

This mirror is about the size of a marble floor tile, and it has been standing on the wall next to the toilet since it was taken off.Ke Fan has been used to frugality since he was a child, and throwing things is not in his thinking.Furthermore, his house is rented, and if anything is damaged, he will have to pay for it. If the mirror is gone, he will have to pay the landlord to buy a new one when the rent expires.

Ke Fan wondered why the other personality was so obsessed with the mirror?

Does he have a purpose that must be achieved through the mirror?

Ke Fan was so angry that he turned the square mirror straight, and as he moved, the scenery in the room flashed in the mirror, and then Ke Fan's pale face was firmly reflected.

"What do you want to do?" Ke Fan simply sat on the small bench next to him when taking a shower, and asked in front of the mirror, "Why do you have to buy a mirror? Is it so stinky?"

There was nothing unusual about Ke Fan in the mirror, his movements and mouth shapes all followed Ke Fan's movements.

"It won't come out again, do I have to sleep to show up?" Ke Fan muttered, "Didn't it show up once before?"

He suddenly felt a chill behind his back, and shivered tremblingly, and a thin layer of goose bumps appeared on the exposed skin of his neck.

When Ke Fan saw himself in the mirror, he still mouthed what he said, but his expression changed and became extremely exaggerated, just like a naughty child imitating exaggeratedly behind the teacher's back.

The face of the shadow in the mirror is also distorted, but within a few seconds, it has become the face of the man he saw when he fainted a week ago and last night.

Impulsively, Ye Gonghaolong Fan Datian had visions out of thin air for a second. It was unbelievable, and his worldview was greatly impacted.

He slowed down for a long time, his limbs were cold, and he couldn't even stand up.

The man in the mirror looked gloomy under the dim white light in the bathroom, his hair was so long that it almost covered a pair of beast-like eyes, his face was as white as tiles, his lips were bright red, and his whole face had a lingering look. The eerie feeling of going.

If it weren't for this situation, Ke Fan would sneak a few more glances at such a man.

But even under such circumstances, Ke Fan looked at him with deep eyebrows, and he couldn't look away at all.This is not purely out of fear, Ke Fan is just a flirtatious little face controlled by peony flowers.

Suddenly, the man smiled.

He disappeared, and Ke Fan's frightened, weeping face turned back into the mirror.

Ke Fan spread out on the small stool, leaning his back against the cold wall, feeling like his heart wouldn't even beat.

He took a deep breath, and as soon as his butt came off the bench, his legs were so soft that he sat on the ground directly.Just when he was leaning on the wall and trying to stand up, he suddenly felt that his body was not in control.

Ke Fan was awake, but as if he couldn't control his body, he sat on the bench obediently, facing the mirror.

Then he saw himself in the mirror and smiled.

He didn't know whether he was smiling or not, but when he laughed, it must not be like that.

The extremely familiar figure in the mirror raised his right hand in front of his eyes, and licked his fingers wet in a way that looked like it should be mosaiced.

Ke Fan stuffed his fingers into his mouth uncontrollably while crying in his heart, what's going on, it's so frightening.

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When he went to work the next day, Ke Fan had terribly dark circles under his eyes.His ruthless boss couldn't help but look at him twice, and if he was uncomfortable, he would go to see a doctor, and for the first time, he said that he would not deduct his salary this time.

It was the first time for Ke Fan to be cared by so many colleagues after he went to work. He was very flattered, and he himself felt uneasy. In the afternoon, Ke Fan came to the hospital again.

He found a crumpled note in his pocket, and then he remembered that the young nurse asked him to come for an examination earlier this morning.

The little nurse wasn't here today, so he summoned up his courage and nervously asked the older nurse at the nurse's station who looked very difficult to mess with: "Hi, may I ask..."

"Registration and pick-up at the self-service machine!"

"No, I did the inspection and paid the money..." Ke Fan smiled obsequiously and handed over the note, "This is the number that was given to me yesterday. I didn't come this morning because I have something to do."

The nurse looked very upset, squinted her eyes and said, "Go in."

Ke Fan thanked him again and again, and under the guidance of the nurse in the examination room, he sat in front of the computer and began to do the questions.

"Do you see things that others can't see?" Ke Fan was doing it, and when he saw such a question, his heart skipped a beat.

Click on the "Yes" option.

After finishing the test questions, the nurse told Ke Fan that the results would be directly transmitted to the attending doctor's computer, and asked him whose number he had registered.

"Jiang Zhizhi doctor." Ke Fan answered truthfully.

"Ke Fan...Ke Fan." The nurse looked around in the list, "I don't have that name, have you registered yet?"

It was only then that Ke Fan remembered that there was indeed no registration today.

He didn't fall asleep all night, and his voice was hoarse from crying.How could this state of mind get any better?

"I'm sorry, teacher, I'll go to the self-service machine to register now." Ke Fan apologized.

"Dr. Jiang's number is already full." The nurse in the examination room was very good-tempered and not angry, "Why don't you wait for the patient number inside to come out, go in and ask Doctor Jiang if he would like to add a number for you? "

Ke Fan nodded and walked quickly to the consulting room.

When he walked to the door, a crying little girl came out, and a middle-aged woman who looked like her mother comforted her in a low voice, and she was walking out with a medical record and a medical card.

The patient on the next number had a case and had been waiting for a long time, staring at Ke Fan with vigilant and fierce eyes.

"Sorry, I didn't jump the queue, I added a number." Ke Fan quickly explained to others.

He was defeated by the strange eyes of the other party. This was a real mental illness. Ke Fan suspected that if he entered the consulting room at this time, he would stab him.

Aggrieved, he walked back to the chair in the waiting area and sat down.

When the patient came out of the room, he kept looking at him with that kind of hair-raising eyes until he left the clinic.The next doctor was a gentle middle-aged uncle. He heard that Ke Fan wanted a plus sign and allowed him to go in with him and talk to Dr. Jiang.

"Hello, Dr. Jiang, I came to see you yesterday. The outpatient clinic is off work, and I haven't finished the examination." After Ke Fan entered the door, he saw Jiang Shouzhi sitting behind the consultation table drinking water, still wearing a gold wire Doctor Jiang, who had framed eyes, looked handsome, and his face was a little red.

"Oh, hello." Jiang Shouzhi put down the water glass and asked with a smile, "Have you finished the inspection?"

Ke Fan nodded again and again, and handed over the medical card: "It's done, Dr. Jiang, but I want to see the results, so I have to ask you to add a number."

Jiang Shouzhi was very happy, swiped on the small machine in front of the computer, and said, "Yes, but I have to wait for me to finish reading these patients. Can I wait?"

Ke Fan obediently took the medical card, and rubbed his fingertips against Dr. Jiang's palm.

A thin layer of sweat broke out on his forehead: "Of course, thank you, Dr. Jiang!"

It was already noon when it was Ke Fan's turn, and his stomach was growling with hunger.

"I'm sorry, Doctor Jiang, for delaying your get off work." Ke Fan repeatedly confirmed that there was no one in the consulting room, and then knocked on the door and poked a small head in.

Jiang Shouzhi took off his eyes and pinched his eyebrows, heard the sound and looked towards the door, with a smile on his lips: "Come in."

Ke Fan sat nervously on the stool next to the consultation table with the case in hand, waiting for Jiang Shouzhi to read the test results on the computer.

Doctor Jiang's slender and fair fingers moved flexibly on the scroll wheel of the black mouse.Ke Fan looked at it secretly, feeling a little parched.

"SDS scale, it's okay. 16 personality factors test, um..." Dr. Jiang muttered softly, and wrote a few big characters that no one knew on the medical record with a pen.In the end, his gaze stayed on the analysis of the results of the Ke Fan Symptom Self-Assessment Scale, and he frowned slightly.

Ke Fan glanced at the title of the SCL-90 on the computer from the corner of his eye, but he couldn't understand anything, and his heart went up and down following the doctor's expression.

"No problem, just a little anxiety symptoms, have you suffered from insomnia recently?" Jiang Shouzhi asked Ke Fan as he wrote a line in the medical record.

With two panda eyes on his face, Ke Fan said, "No insomnia."

It's just that the second personality is too excited, masturbating until midnight.

Jiang Shouzhi's pen paused for a moment, and then continued to ask, "Is there any family member accompanying you?"

Just as Ke Fan was about to answer, the door of the consulting room was pushed open, and the fierce female nurse from the nurse station came in and said gently: "Doctor Jiang, it's time to get off work, take a look..."

Jiang Shouzhi glanced at the time on the computer, and sure enough, more than ten minutes had passed since he got off work.

"Immediately." He quickly prescribed a few boxes of medicine on the computer, put away his books, and said to Ke Fan, "No big problem, go to the pharmacy to get the medicine, just take it according to the instructions, and review it in two weeks."

Ke Fan tidied up the case in a daze, left the consultation room with his ID card, and expressed his thanks to Jiang Chouzhi repeatedly.

When getting the medicine, Ke Fan was startled, the medicine is so expensive!

But my own symptoms are obvious, and it is impossible not to take medicine.So Ke Fan reluctantly paid some money to take out the medicine, and put it preciously in his small bag.

"Oh. That's true." Ke Fan was waiting for the subway, with a sad face.

Originally, Ke Fan's salary was not high. After he came out of the orphanage, he lived a tight life for the past two years, and he just finished paying off his university loan.

Excluding the cost of renting a house and water and electricity costs, Ke Fan wears the most simple and cheap high-end goods, and he cherishes what he wears.Shopping is even more cost-effective, and the bargaining ability can maintain the same level as the square dancing aunt.

The cost of medicine is half a month's salary at once. Only one medicine can be reimbursed 80.00%, and the rest are self-paid medicines.But the medicine bought with so much money is only enough for half a month. Ke Fan was thinking about it in his heart, and he sighed with worry.

The air conditioner in the subway was fully turned on, and Ke Fan suddenly felt a chill on the back of his neck.

He thought he was standing on the air vent, so he took a few steps to the side.

But this time, he clearly felt something cold touch him gently on the back of his neck.

He turned around suddenly, only to find that there was nothing behind him, and there were not many people waiting for the bus on the opposite platform, which was far away from him.

Ke Fan was nervous, but it was broad daylight after all, the lights in the subway station were as bright as day, and there were other people there.So Ke Fan wasn't too scared. He thought about how well the money was spent. The money must be spent, or else he would become schizophrenic.

In this way, Ke Fan's depressed mood faded a lot, and he returned home with his chest held high.

He carefully checked the doors and windows of the house, then took out several boxes of medicine and opened them one by one.Suddenly the cell phone in his pocket rang. Ke Fan had no family and few friends. Normally, a call meant that the company had something to do.

He took out his mobile phone and saw that it was a fellow from the customer service department of the company, a Ling named Xiaoxi.

Although they are all zero, Xiao Xi is different from him.Xiaoxi is exquisitely dressed, with a relaxed and sunny personality, and is very popular in the circle with many monks and few porridge.

When Xiaoxi found out that he was also gay, Ke Fan was taken aback. He panicked like an earthworm dug out from the ground.But Xiaoxi is a nice person, he kept his mouth shut in the company, and even tried to introduce two 1s to him.

Uh, but no one has taken a fancy to me.

"Hello?" Ke Fan quickly picked it up.

"Hello, Ke Fan? I'm Xiaoxi. I heard they said that you asked for leave today. Are you feeling well? Is there anything wrong?" Xiaoxi's voice came from the other side, and Ke Fan was very moved by his concern.

"It's all right." He felt warm in his heart, "I just didn't sleep well yesterday, and I feel a little uncomfortable today. I've already bought medicine, and I'm much better now."

Although he has a good relationship with Xiaoxi, Ke Fan still doesn't intend to tell him about his mental illness, so he can only be vague.

However, there was no reply from the microphone.

Ke Fan looked at the phone suspiciously, pressed it a few times, and turned it off.

Why?Out of power?Ke Fan tried to press the power button, but the phone did not respond, and the screen remained black.

It was full last night, and I didn't play much today. Sure enough, cheap goods are not good.Ke Fan thought to himself, and went to the back room to find a charger.

His charger was plugged in next to the bedside table, and Ke Fan knelt on the quilt with one leg, reaching for the thread.

Suddenly Ke Fan felt himself being pushed from behind, and fell on his stomach on the soft bed sheet.