distorted delusion

7.

Everything around is pure black.

I stood in the middle of the darkness, looked around, and searched earnestly.

Where is this?what am i looking for

"What did you see?" A gentle female voice reminded me.

"Black. Boundless black." I replied silently in my heart.

I don't know why, even though I was in the dark, I didn't feel afraid, as if this color had a special meaning to me.

what is it then?

Why is it black?What does black mean to me?It represents...who?

A ray of light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes, she was clean and soft, without the slightest impurity, she was like the tiny air current driven by a butterfly flapping its wings, it does not exist in the eyes of the world, only I can see her, catch her and keep her a breeze.

She is a unique existence that only belongs to me.

The light beams shattered and merged, slowly turning into a figure.

My heart suddenly beat wildly.

It's like being unable to suppress strong emotions, no longer obeying the command of the brain, and insisting on showing its own existence.

I may have been infected by the sound of my heartbeat, and I could no longer bear its irritability and excitement, so I rushed towards the figure.

Boom, boom, the sound of the beating heart urging in my ears, I ran wildly, the figure became more and more clear in my sight, but I couldn't touch it anyway.

Who is it, who is it? !

That person, my most important person, the person who belongs to me, the person who will only bloom to me...

"elder sister!"

I opened my eyes suddenly.

"Do you feel okay?" Cheng Yue handed over a towel just in time.

"Huh—" I put the towel on my face and let out a long breath.

"I saw my sister!" I couldn't wait for my breathing to calm down completely, so I reached out and grabbed Cheng Yue's sleeve, my eyes were amazingly bright, "But I didn't see clearly, it was almost..."

Cheng Yue laughed: "It's okay, there will be more opportunities in the future."

"What do you think my sister will look like?"

Cheng Yue's eyes hidden behind the lens seemed to flicker, but I couldn't see clearly, and I heard her say, "What do you want her to look like?"

"Hmm..." I held my head in thought for a long time, and finally shook my head, "I don't know, I feel like I will like my sister no matter what she looks like."

As soon as the voice fell, I realized what I said in an instant, and quickly picked up the towel that I had just put aside and covered my face again.

I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything... I shouted crazily in my heart, trying to make Cheng Yue forget the shameful words I just said.

"Push."

Cheng Yue's laughter interrupted the thoughts in my heart, she jokingly said: "There's nothing to be shy about, the gentle and passionate love of a green girl is really enviable."

I faintly peeped out a pair of eyes from under the towel, and looked at her blinking.

"Okay, don't cover your face. Is your sister's birthday coming soon?"

"Ah!" I quickly threw down the towel and grabbed my phone, and looked at the date, October 28th.

"There are still eight days..." I thought for a while, "What gift do I prepare for my sister this year?"

"I just wanted to tell you about this. Some time ago, there was a new DIY handmade experience hall on Wutong Street. Do you want to go there and have a look? If you receive a gift made by yourself, Sheng Qianzhen will be very happy. Be happy."

DIY?It feels really good.Speaking of which, I met Cheng Yue just after my sister's birthday last year. It's been almost a year in a blink of an eye.

8.

"Beautiful style."

Cheng Yue looked at my bedroom and rolled her eyes.

I was a little surprised, this is the first time someone has praised me and my sister's bedroom.As much as I love this private cabin that belongs to me and my sister, I have to admit that there is no "style" in its decoration.

In all fairness, the room looked very strange.The walls were sprayed with light green spray paint, and there were Q-version dessert graffiti on it, but half of them were pasted with black night sky wallpaper, which was completely different from the original fresh and lovely style.

The furnishings in the room are also the same. Half of the pens on the light-colored solid wood desk are printed with cartoon little dinosaurs, and the other half are dark-colored solid-color pen holders—even a pen has a skull on it.

The bedding is all pure black, but there is a taro-colored rabbit pretending to be dead beside the pillow.

It's like someone put two unrelated rooms together, it looks creepy and weird-this is what my mother said to the last psychiatrist who came to our house talk.

My resistance to Cheng Yue dissipated quite a bit, but I still did not let go of my vigilance: "Let me explain in advance that if I am not sick, I am not sick. Even if you praise me, I will not cooperate with you in Lao Shizi's treatment. If you are really What is the best psychiatrist in the city, hurry up and explain to my mother that I am not sick at all!"

"The best in the city?" Cheng Yue didn't seem to care about the hostility in my words, "I'm too flattered. There are not a few excellent psychologists in City C. I'm just a psychological counselor and I've written a few papers. Not really a doctor, let alone 'the best'."

I was choked by her selective skipping of the answer, so I had to emphasize again: "In short, I will not accept treatment!"

"Don't be so anxious." Cheng Yue smiled at me, as if she didn't intend to cut to the chase, "I've already said that I'm just a consultant, so naturally I won't treat you—that's a professional psychologist. What I should do is to chat with you."

"... What are you talking about?"

"Well, let me think about it, why not start with this bedroom?"

9.

What Cheng Yue said really exceeded my expectations.

To be honest, since she appeared in front of me, none of her actions are what I expected.

It's not that I haven't seen a psychiatrist before—or a counselor, but whoever asks me what's wrong, how do I know what's wrong with me?I'm clearly fine, it's my mother who insists on finding these people.

Really, her sister is also her own, how can she say that her sister doesn't exist.

After that, those so-called "experts" would give me a bunch of watches for me to make. Although I was impatient, it was considered cooperative in order to prove that I was not sick. In the end, they insisted that I didn't do it seriously, and they used all kinds of inexplicable and proprietary watches. The nouns complained to my mother, saying that I did not cooperate well and that I was seriously ill.

…Okay, I admit that I am resistant to those who claim to come to treat me, but any normal person who is not sick is suddenly surrounded by a group of people who say that they are going to see a doctor, and they will resist it. Bar!

It was like a vicious cycle, my mother became more and more neurotic, and I also hated those psychiatrists more and more.

But... Cheng Yue seems to be different.

At least as far as her current performance is concerned, it is indeed very different from those before.Maybe... she can really help me solve this matter.

I pursed my lips and opened my mouth hesitantly: "What do you want to know?"

"Didn't you just talk casually. For example, why is your bedroom decorated like this?"

I frowned subconsciously, those people have asked this question before.

But I have already promised my mother to cooperate with Cheng Yue... I curled my lips and said reluctantly: "Why else, this is my sister and I's room."

"So, your favorite colors and styles are completely different from your sister's." Cheng Yue picked up the fluffy rabbit doll on my bed and asked, "Is this yours?"

"Yeah." I nodded and asked her curiously, "How do you know?"

Cheng Yue smiled: "Cute little things go well with lively young girls."

"But your sister looks cool, I wonder if I can meet her?"

"No." I cut her off without hesitation.

"So determined?" Cheng Yue raised his eyebrows.

This is no nonsense!I pissed her off in my heart, and of course I said, "Why did my sister let you see me?"

Cheng Yue didn't seem to expect that I would answer her like this, she smiled and shook her head, but she didn't mention the matter of meeting my sister again, but just chatted with me about other trivial matters, and then left.

That was the end of the first "treatment".

10.

Soon, Cheng Yue and I became acquainted.

The reason is simple: she is the only one who believes that my sister is real.

Besides that, there's actually one more thing I haven't told anyone about.

I don't know if it's my illusion, but it seems that the longer I get along with Cheng Yue, the more I feel... There is always an inexplicable strange similarity between her and my sister.

Obviously the two people have completely different hobbies and personalities, but sometimes they always give me the same feeling.

Anyway, I bet right that she could help me—certify that I wasn’t sick as a therapist, and make my mother accept my sister’s existence.

And, she helped me more than that.

I still clearly remember that day, about half a year after we met, on a sunny afternoon, I was telling Cheng Yue the funny story between me and my sister with a smile on my face, when she suddenly asked He said to me: "Yaoyao, to you, what is your sister?"

"Ah?" I was taken aback by the question, "What is what?"

"Hmm..." Cheng Yue pondered for a moment, then changed the question, "Do you like staying with her?"

"Of course," I said without thinking, "we stay together all the time."

"Then you want her to be as close to others as she is to you?"

I shook my head quickly and looked at her with some doubts: "Why are you asking this?"

Cheng Yue didn't answer my question, but continued to ask: "In other words, you want her to belong to you alone and be with you forever, right?"

My eyes lit up and I nodded vigorously.

Cheng Yue saw my movements and smiled: "Then what do you think your feelings for her are?"

I was stunned.I have never thought about what Cheng Yue said.

Family?friendship?Both seem to be right, but neither seem to be.

Seeing that I couldn't answer, she opened her mouth again: "This is love, my dear."

"You fell in love with your sister. That soul called Sheng Qianzhen that lives in your body."

I... fell in love with my sister?

Yes, yes!It's love, I'm in love with my sister, we share one body, we belong to each other, and we'll always, always be together.

What an exciting thing to do!

Since then, I have had a lover that no one knows about.

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Ah Yao: Big sister sticks!