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In the consultation room, He Yunqi finally met the man who threatened not to leave unless he saw him.

The man is slightly fat, with a protruding belly, and there are several sporadic pimples on his rough, oily cheeks. It seems that he has been seriously ill recently, and the oily light on his face spreads all the way to his forehead, forcing his hairline to swell Backing away, under the untrimmed brows, there is a pair of small shining eyes, for some reason, I always feel a little timid.

It is normal for a little girl like Aisha to be afraid when she is alone with such a shameless person for so long.

He Yunqi went straight to the front desk and copied the schedule that Aisha had prepared. There was only one person who was scheduled to come to consult tomorrow afternoon.He glanced at the name, and when he turned around again, the standardized smile was already on his face. He Yunqi smiled and stretched out his hand to the man: "Hello, is this Mr. Liu Yajun?"

"Yes yes yes..." The man stretched out his hands and wrapped He Yunqi's hand in his palm. The way of shaking hands really made people's scalp tingle. Aisha couldn't control her nausea and trembled when she saw it. Shaking her shoulders, this man shook hands with her just now, and he beat her to death and refused to let go.

Before his hands were double-teamed and rubbed, He Yunfei quickly stretched out his hand, touched his right hand, and then withdrew his hand without any trace, without asking why he didn't come at the appointed time.He turned his head and blinked at Ji Chen who was sitting on another sofa in the waiting area.

Ji Chen nodded understandingly, and took out his tablet to entertain himself.

"Mr. Liu, this way please."

Incense is lit all year round in the consultation room, which is prepared by Aisha according to the seasons and weather. He Yunqi has never paid attention to this, but the little girl is very persistent about it, saying "Since you want people to confide in you, you have to Do a good job in all hardware facilities" principle is carried out to the end.

As soon as the bloated man sat down on the sofa, he couldn't wait to drink the tea that He Yunqi had poured for him. His eyes were a little cloudy, the whites of his eyes were covered with bloodshot eyes, and the dark circles almost fell down to his chin. .Before He Yunqi could ask, he took out a lot of documents from his pocket and put them one by one on the coffee table in front of him.

"What is this?" He Yunqi didn't pick up the documents, he glanced down, there were X-rays from the hospital, CT reports, and some diagnostic certificates, "I'm not feeling well recently?"

"Yes..." The man took a deep breath, and touched his pocket again with his right hand trembling slightly. After a while, he found a cigarette and put it in his mouth, but he couldn't find the lighter. He looked up and sat opposite The person said with a smile on his face, "Mr. He, can I borrow a fire?"

"I don't smoke." The stylized smile didn't change a bit, He Yunqi pointed to the reminder on the wall, "Smoking is not allowed in the consultation room, if you really can't relax, you can go to the bathroom first, and we can stop the chronograph for a while Stop, don't get too nervous."

"Oh, I'm sorry, I'm sorry..." Liu Yajun immediately spit out the cigarette dangling from his mouth, and threw it into the trash can beside him without saying a word.He rubbed his hands awkwardly, and a thin layer of cold sweat covered his forehead, which was obviously not normal.

In order to break the deadlock, He Yunqi tentatively asked, "What happened to the hospital's diagnosis report?"

"Oh...well, say I...it's okay. It's just that the blood pressure is a bit high." Liu Yajun probably organized his words, and finally he was willing to break the deadlock. His hands kept rubbing each other, looking embarrassed , "Mr. He, do you usually go online?"

"I don't go online very much, but I also go to read the news. Have you encountered any unpleasantness on the Internet recently?"

As soon as the Internet was mentioned, the man in front of him was obviously not so nervous. His tense body leaned back, and even the belly that had been covered by him was exposed without any concealment. He raised his head slightly, unexpectedly Showing some confidence, his small eyes half-closed: "Do you know 'Tongyun dyes leaves'?"

Red clouds dyed leaves?

He Yunqi frowned slightly. He seemed to have heard these four words before, but he really couldn't remember what it was for a while. He smiled and asked the person in front of him with a little distress: " What's the latest... internet buzzword?"

The man in front of him showed an unbelievable expression, as if he was looking at a simple village man who had just connected to the Internet. On the glass coffee table, he unhurriedly took out his mobile phone from his pocket, swiped it twice, and showed it: "Look."

Fortunately, the quality of the glass coffee table is good. After this consultation, let Aisha find someone to come back and disinfect the entire consultation room.He Yunqi said this in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face. He reached out and took the other party's mobile phone, without any intention of swiping left or right. He just stayed on the page when Liu Yajun handed it over and looked carefully.

It was a Weibo interface, and the phone had turned off the notification sound and vibration, otherwise the phone would definitely vibrate and make a lot of noise with the constant pop-up messages on the top.

"Oh...there is a little crown next to the name, very cute." He Yunqi praised.

"..." The look in Liu Yajun's eyes has changed from slight contempt to complete contempt.He put his legs down from the coffee table, leaned forward, and got closer to He Yunqi, "Brother, take a closer look, and look more carefully, the crown is not the point!"

This person already had a smell on him, and when he got closer, his nose was even more irritating. I don't know how he came here these days. The strong coffee was mixed with tobacco and alcohol. If He Yunqi hadn't held his breath in time, this I'm afraid the smell can directly suffocate his face.He Yunqi straightened his back, stepped back a little without showing a trace, but still kept a smile on his face: "Oh... yes."

Now he finally understood what this person wanted him to see—there were more than 300 million fans on Weibo, and after he clicked off the red prompt circle in the interactive message, it popped up again immediately, and the number increased rapidly.On the upper middle of the screen is a round head portrait, which is very small, and it is a landscape photo of an unknown travel destination, and directly below the head portrait is the term Liu Yajun just mentioned - "Tongyun Dyeing Leaves".

It turned out that this was his account. It seems that this gentleman is still a celebrity in the Internet industry. He Yunqi's eyes stopped on the symbol next to his name. In the pink circle, there was a symbol indicating gender.

He Yunqi's eyes suddenly widened, and he looked at the person with a shy belly, a shiny face, and a smell of alcohol and tobacco, and then looked at the pink logo on the screen.

"Mr. Liu...?" In order to avoid his mistake, he called Liu Yajun again.

"Ah? Oh... I see. Have you seen this sign?" Liu Yajun smiled and pointed to the pink circle on the screen. The flesh on his face was smoothed out by the smile. He lowered his The voice laughed and said: "Well, increase the heat, who doesn't like to watch the life of beautiful girls, my fans are many boys, and there are also many girls, and many girls even call me sister, tell me the truth, Occasionally..."

Having said that, he suddenly fell silent, showing a meaningful smile.

Looking at this greasy and wretched smile, if it wasn't for half an hour of consultation time, He Yunqi just wanted to kick him down from the nineteenth floor.Time is precious and shouldn't be wasted, let alone let him show off his nonexistent masculinity.

After clearing his throat, He Yunqi brought the topic back to the right track: "Then what's bothering you here?"

As soon as he talked about this topic, Liu Yajun's complacent expression dimmed. Smoking is not allowed in the consultation room, but he still holds the unlit cigarette in his mouth as a psychological comfort: "Brother, let's be honest, I know you. My friends introduced me here. They said that this building is not very clean and has a very dark atmosphere, but you have been able to persist in opening a store on the [-]th floor for so long without incident. You must have some supernatural powers, right? "

Otherwise, what else can we do, the rent has been paid, and if we don’t deal with it cleanly, will we die together?

He Yunqi smiled, looking distressed, he rubbed his neck, and said: "Mr. Liu, I am a psychological counselor, not a Fengshui master, nor a Daluo fairy. Have you worked too hard recently and your sleep quality Affected? If so, I can help."

"No, no, brother, believe me, I'm real..." The man hurriedly spread out the various inspection reports on the coffee table, and pointed them to him one by one: "Look at these things, I ran countless The examinations done by the hospital, the psychiatry department, the neurology department...what a mess, I have checked them all, and I am really not sick."

But every dark midnight, something stretched out its tentacles and reached into his deepest fears.

It started a month ago.

Liu Yajun's job is Weibo We Media, also known as Weibo Big V.According to him, hot spots are life, as long as the heat doesn't come up one day, he will have trouble sleeping and eating.After all, traffic needs to be cashed out, hot searches on Weibo, hot topics, hot people, as long as there are hot spots that haven't appeared yet, there is nothing he dares to dabble in.

But Liu Yajun is very smart. In this new era of the Internet where everyone, from celebrities to Internet celebrities, has a persona, he is the first to realize the importance of a persona.

So, in reality, a middle-aged man with a swollen face, a big belly, wretched manners, and hair loss that was almost bald, transformed into a gentle, pleasant, intellectual and rational elegant woman on the Internet piled up with virtual data.

In order to match this intellectual beauty who does not exist at all, Liu Yajun specially created a user name with a distant artistic conception, that is, "Tongyun Dyeing Leaves" that he just showed - the red burning clouds in the sky enveloped the top of the mountain, dyeing the maple leaves in the mountains in late autumn To crimson, it is a warm and genial scene.

But since more than a month ago, the media person who has always kept his own place suddenly encountered a strange thing on Weibo, which he is most familiar with.

As a media person, it is normal to work late into the night. Many hot news are often exposed quietly in the middle of the night. If you do not have a keen sense, you will definitely be eliminated by this Internet age.Judging from his three sentences of inseparable virtue, the translation of these words can be fully understood as: without a keen sense of smell, one cannot catch hot spots.

Late that night, Liu Yajun wiped his half-dry head after washing, hummed the hottest song recently, and wandered into the bedroom.Due to work habits, at the last moment before going to bed, he must take another look at his mobile phone.Liu Yajun swiped his thick fingers across the screen, unlocked it, and opened Weibo with ease.

Today's homepage is surprisingly quiet.

The last refresh time stayed at twelve o'clock.

He rubbed his eyes, pressed down on the interface and pulled it down, then let go of his hand, the small circle at the top of the screen rotated, and the orange message AM slowly unfolded at the top - "1 new Weibo".

"Just one?" Liu Yajun looked at the time in the upper right corner suspiciously, it was already 12:30 in the middle of the night.From twelve o'clock sharp to 12:30, a full half an hour, many accounts that are mutually related to him did not post a single Weibo.The man exited the software, cleared the phone's memory, started the program again, and dragged and refreshed impatiently.

The gray circle rotates slowly, taking longer than before to refresh.

Liu Yajun rubbed his few hairs impatiently, and muttered impatiently: "What kind of broken software, it breaks down all day long..."

The reminder sounded, and the narrow orange AM unfolded again: "1 new Weibo."

This time, Liu Yajun saw the content of that Weibo clearly. It was a Weibo account he had never seen before. Soybean with a smile.

"What the hell is this?" The man blinked his eyes and swiped the screen again, only to find that no matter whether he swiped up or down, it couldn't swipe anything. It seemed that someone had completely emptied the entire homepage, leaving only Such a Weibo, [smile] sent by a trumpet without any user information.

Is this a wrong account?Or is Weibo malfunctioning?Has this happened to everyone?Or was he alone?Question marks popped up one after another from his hairless head. This is a good opportunity. Take a screenshot of such a weird scene, add a couple of sentences to polish it up, and send it out, maybe it will cause a wave. The heat is coming.

Liu Yajun's joy came as soon as he said it, and he quickly pressed the screenshot button, with a "click", like pulling a curtain, the screen went black for a moment.But at this moment, Liu Yajun caught a glimpse of his own face reflected in the reflection of the pitch-black screen.

And beside it, another face resting on his shoulder.