After the rebirth, the white moonlight of the actor turned black

Rong Huan paused.

Gu Huayan just said such a sentence, and he came to a judgment based on his many years of experience as a psychiatrist——

He has a bad sense of himself.

This is obviously a major crux of his depression.

The cure for this disease comes from the dialectics of the philosopher Socrates. If he wanted to cure Gu Yaoyan, he had to guide him to change his ideas.

Only when he truly realizes that his concept is wrong and takes the initiative to correct it can he be considered successful.

Simply put, it is to find mistakes and correct them.

Gu Huayan had to overthrow his previous logic.

This is probably a long process.

If he guessed correctly, his bad cognition has been with him since he was a child, and this wrong cognition has always been with him.

He doesn't seem to behave like this all the time, and his confidence shines on the stage, which is obviously not true.

So there will be two villains in his heart, one is positive and the other is responsible for the dark side. When the outside world stimulates him, it may be a sentence, or a familiar scene, or it may be just a single person , it will let him be swallowed by the dark side, and start to think that he is not good, and everything he does is wrong.

The most obvious irrational belief in him is his tendency to depreciate himself.

He will over-extend and generalize, exaggerate a small matter, and finally attribute it to his own mistakes, thus drawing fallacies.

For example, someone will think that he is a stupid and useless person because he got a problem wrong.

Rong Huan recalled his family situation, his father died because of saving him, and his mother remarried.

He is going to do an experiment.

Accompanied by the gentle melody, Rong Huan's gentle voice resounded in Gu Huayan's world, and he softly called him "Yanyan", as gentle as a mother.

"Yanyan, you are very sleepy now, and you had a dream. You dreamed that you were back when you were a child, and you were laughing and singing with your mother in the yard."

At this time, Gu Huayan didn't know where he was, nor did he know that he was being hypnotized.

He was originally in a darkness, like the vast universe, the depth is frightening.

At this time, he saw a door in front of him, which was a light in the darkness. He walked over, followed the guidance, and pushed open the double door. The dazzling light illuminated the surroundings.

He was so blinded by the light that he closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the hand covering his eyes turned into the size of a child's finger bone.

He became smaller and became a child.

Looking around, he was actually in the back garden of the Gu family.

The yard is full of seasonal flowers, insects and birds are singing, and the colors here are bright, just like the world in a fairy tale book, both real and illusory.

"Yanyan, come here."

The flower swing in the yard was made by Dad himself. When Dad is on vacation, he likes to accompany his mother to swing in the yard. His mother's voice is the best sound he has ever heard in the world.

Dad said the same thing.

Mother was singing, as sweet as a lark, smiling and waving at him tenderly.

"Mom!" He smiled and ran towards his mother, the swing stopped, and he threw himself into her arms, begging for praise, "I can sing your song now, and when I grow up, I want to be like my mother, be a singer Home."

"Really?" Dad stretched out his hand from behind Mom and touched his head, "Then we have two singers in our family?"

He looked up and saw the faces of his parents, which seemed to be shrouded in a layer of soft light, everything was so beautiful that it was unreal.

"A big singer, and a little one."

"whee."

However, Dad didn't stay with them for a long time, and Dad was going back again.

He leaned in his mother's arms, and his mother hugged him. His father lowered his body and said to him, "Is Yan Yan a little man?"

He pursed his lips and said, "Yanyan is not."

"Pfft." Mom laughed.

Dad was also embarrassed: "How do you let me continue like this? If you say yes, then I can say, good little man, dad is going to protect others, and mom wants to be protected by words, can you?"

"No!" he said, "Why should Dad protect others but not Mom? Words can't protect Mom."

Words can't do it, words can't do it.

he thinks.

Grandpa always said that he wanted to grow up quickly to protect his family and country, but he couldn't.

He doesn't want to take a gun, he doesn't want to fight, he just wants to sing.

He asked his mother if he could, and his mother said yes, Yan Yan could do whatever he wanted.

Dad still left, so he complained to his mother: "Mom, grandpa told me yesterday that my brother can do everything at my age, but I can only act like a baby with my mother. I don't look like a man from the Gu family at all. Mom, man Does it have to be very good? Then I don’t want to be a man. I just like to read books and sing with my mother. I don’t want to run, climb mountains, dismantle guns..."

His mother stroked his hair with a smile and said, "It's okay, Yanyan is still a child now, and it won't be easy to act like a baby when he gets older."

He muttered and said: "Grandpa said that my brother stopped acting like a baby when he was six or seven years old. He has long been a little man. I still act like a baby when I am ten years old. I am soft and weak like a girl. Mom, can boys only act like a baby?" Is brother that super powerful?"

"No, boys can be gentle and quiet, and girls can also be heroic. Women don't give way to men. The important thing is what kind of person you want to be."

"Then I want to be a singer, like my mother. I also want to be a gentle person like my mother."

"That's a good time to cheer."

"Mom, listen to how well I sing!"

In the back garden, there was a graceful and pleasant voice.

"'Bang'—you accidentally broke a mug, your mother's favorite mug."

The sound of ceramics breaking suddenly resounded.

The fairy tale world seemed to be knocked open by some huge force, cracked one after another, and the thunderbolt land was like a big mirror, shattered into thousands of pieces and scattered on the ground.

There is no fairytale fantasy, no Yingge bursts, and the beautiful mother is gone.

All he could see was the broken cup on the ground.

I'm not a good boy anymore, I'm a bad boy, I'm not good at all, I broke my mother's glass, and my mother will be sad.

Dad stood at the end of this gloomy road connecting heaven and earth, he couldn't touch it, and he couldn't shout.

father!

He chased after his father, but it seemed that he was always walking in the same place. The surrounding scene was obviously going backwards, but he couldn't touch it.

Tap -- tap --

The sound of high heels rang in his ears.

Mom passed by him wearing her pair of red dancing shoes, no matter how much he yelled, he never stopped.

mom.

Mom, don't go.

I won't break the glass again, I'll be a good boy.

mom.

He grabbed his mother's skirt, and the silky material slipped through his fingertips.

He didn't catch anything, and his mother's back was getting smaller and smaller, without looking back.

"Mom..." Gu Huayan's eyes slid a gleam, "The words were wrong...the words were changed..."