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Director Liu looked at Lu Shiyi with prominent veins on his forehead, and his face was pale, so he stood up quickly and opened his hands, fearing that he would hurt himself too much.

Lu Shi also lowered his head for a while, and the pain gradually faded away.Director Liu asked, "What did you think of?"

"No," Lu Shiyi shook his head, "I don't remember anything."

"Just thinking about the scene of a car accident gives you a headache?"

Lu Shi was also startled: "Yes."

"That's right," Director Liu said, "It can be observed through ultrasound detection that your temporal lobe damage is not severe enough to affect short-term memory. According to the symptoms of other patients, your damage is about It can only lead to memory loss, amnesia, slight memory disturbance and other phenomena. After drug treatment and memory training, it can be recovered in about half a year."

"But your symptoms are so severe, which is unscientific and difficult to explain. Therefore, my brother and I speculate that your periodic amnesia is not caused by external trauma, but an internal problem."

Lu Shi also couldn't understand at all: "What is an internal problem?"

"That is to say..." Director Liu's expression was very tangled, "That is to say..."

Lu Shi also said, "Just tell me, I can accept it."

Director Liu looked up at him for a moment, as if he had made up his mind: "That is to say, you don't want to see this memory yourself, and your subconscious blocked it up. Coupled with physical damage, it has led to the current weekly memory loss. The result of amnesia once."

Lu Shiyi's mind buzzed, what does it mean to lock up his memory?Isn't memory produced naturally? How can it be said that it is blocked when it is blocked?

And, why did he block the memory?

The office fell into deathly silence, and Lu Shiyi looked dazed, with his hands stretched out and inserted into his hair, feeling powerless and sweeping towards his limbs like a tide.

After 5 minutes, Xu Shi couldn't bear to hear his heavy breathing, and Director Liu comforted him: "Don't force yourself, take your time, anyway..."

Anyway, you will forget about it next Monday, Director Liu didn't have the heart to say this.

Lu Shi could also feel Director Liu's kindness. He straightened his hair, sat up straight, and kept his back straight.The change was so great that Director Liu even wondered if this was the same person who was on the verge of collapse just now.

Lu Shi also asked: "Can it be cured?"

Regardless of the cause, the disease is already present, and the focus now should be on how to recover.Director Liu affirmed: "Yes. But rather than drug treatment, I suggest you to take psychological treatment to solve the problem from the root cause."

Psychotherapy...is seeing a therapist.Lu Shi also boasted that he had a good mentality. His mother died of illness, his father remarried, and he moved out of the Lu family to live alone when he was a minor.

It's ridiculous to go to a psychiatrist now because of a small car accident.Lu Shiyi laughed at himself, threw the bag in front of Director Liu, and got up to say goodbye: "I'm leaving, there's no need to send it. If I come to see you next Monday, please tell me about your condition."

Telling him about his illness was equivalent to watching him experience another collapse, and Director Liu couldn't bear it.

But when he saw what was in the bag, a certain string in his heart was plucked—it was a model of Iron Man.

When Lu Shi also came to check on Monday, his child called and asked for a model of Iron Man. At that time, he refused because there were too many models at home.In fact, life is stressful and I don't want to spend more money on this kind of thing.

At that time, Lu Shiyi was in a period of confusion when he learned about his illness again. He didn't expect to remember this incident, and even bought the model today.

Director Liu closed the bag and sighed.

After leaving the hospital gate and returning to the car, Lu Shiyi's back, which had been straight all the time, relaxed.

He is not good at showing weakness in front of others, even though Director Liu has known him for more than three years.He leaned heavily on the driver's seat, and the sweat-soaked T-shirt was uncomfortable against his back, but he didn't want to care about it. He squinted his eyes and quietly felt the blankness in his mind.

Until he tried to touch the details of the car accident again, the more severe pain permeated him, and he was so painful that he sat up with a "thump"!

No, I can’t recall it on my own, and I need to seek guidance from a professional doctor.He didn't know any experts in this field, so after thinking about it, he called Director Liu again.

Director Liu pushed his senior sister's WeChat business card to him, saying that he is one of the best psychologists in H City, and has no other shortcomings except that it is difficult to make an appointment.

Lu Shi also added his senior sister's wechat.It is estimated that Director Liu said hello, and the senior sister passed quickly, and helped him get into a team. Tomorrow, that is, Saturday afternoon, I can have a face-to-face consultation for him.

Lu Shi also replied [Thank you].Two seconds later, an extra WeChat message came out. He thought it was his senior sister, but when he looked down, it was his younger brother Lu Yangzhi.

Gao Shan Yangzhi: [Brother, are you really not coming back on Sunday? 】

Lu: [You asked the question last time, but my answer remains the same. 】

Gao Shan Yangzhi: [However, I just heard that my father specially ordered my aunt to make a dish of shrimp with milk on Sunday [fingers]]

Lu Shi also tightened his grip on the phone... Shrimp in milk sauce was his favorite dish when he was a child.

In fact, it's not that he likes the taste so much, but that among the few dishes his mother can only cook, only shrimp in milk sauce is delicious.

So every holiday or his birthday, he would clamor for his mother to cook and make milky shrimp for him to eat.

Thinking of his mother, he relaxed his frown from a headache, slid his fingers up and down the screen for a long while, and finally replied: [Let's see. 】

Lu Yangzhi flicked over a set of love expression packs, and Lu Shiyi smiled and threw the phone aside, turned the car key, and drove towards the largest shopping mall in H City.

When he was in school, he was different from other male students. He didn't like to collect sneakers, and he didn't like to buy clothes, mainly because no one could share them.

It is still the same now, only a few clothes are bought every year when the season changes.Since he didn't come here many times, he was still a little confused when he entered the mall.

After walking around twice, I finally found a counter that sells ties.He went in and took a look, pointed to the upper left corner of the counter and said, "Please take this out and have a look."

The cabinet sister hasn't seen such a good-looking boy for a long time, and she has been following behind.Hearing his request at first, he was stunned for a moment, and then put on a signature smile: "Sir, this one is more stable, suitable for mature men around 40 years old. Why don't you try this one, it's a new product this season, the pattern is from .. ...."

"No need," Lu Shiyi nodded at the counter and said, "I want this."

The cabinet sister had no choice but to obey him, and took out the navy blue dark pattern tie and handed it to him.Lu Shi also compared it in front of the mirror, and felt that it was okay, so he directly swiped his card to buy it.

After packing, he went to the restaurant on the top floor of the mall, planning to fill his stomach along the way.While waiting for the meal, the phone beeped.

It's an MMS message from who doesn't need to ask——Ms. Bo sent a buyer's show of platycodon flower!

The flowers were probably taken on a wooden desk. Teacher Bo's face was not in the shot, only two fingers were in the shot.The nails are neatly manicured, and the joints are distinct but not too prominent, which is the unique hand of a mature man.

Not far from the flowers is a notebook with the words "English Teaching Plan for the First Semester of 2019" written on the outside.

Lu Shiyi stared at those two fingers for a long while, but he didn't expect Teacher Bo to be an English teacher.

In this situation, Lu Shi didn't know how to reply, so the phone switched to the document software interface, trying to find a suitable way to chat from the "Book of Love".

But I didn't find it, but I saw the fifth rule of victory: Find a weekend and take her to the museum!

With Lu Shiyi's character, he would definitely not be able to play in a place like a museum, and a car show is not far behind.

...car show?right!Tomorrow, the 20th, happens to be the last show of Bosch International Auto Show!

Although Teacher Bo looks very gentle, as long as he is a man, most of them are interested in cars and car models.

So instead of replying about the flowers, he asked: [Mr. Bo, are you free tomorrow? 】

On the other side, Feng Ting propped his forehead with his left hand, and looked at his friend with a look of lovelessness: "Father Bo, have you finished filming yet?"

Bo Qian raised his eyelids and glanced at him, "I said, I don't have a son as ugly as you."

"...Yes, you look good," Feng Ting was speechless for a moment, stretched out a finger and said in a low voice, "I was the only man in the whole office, and they all treat me like a treasure! It's good now, call When you came in just now, all the female teachers in the office were looking at you...they just looked at you, Tingting also looked at you, I like her for a long time, can you please let her go?"

With an expression of "it has nothing to do with me", Bo Qian spread his hands at him.Turning his gaze back to the screen, he happened to see the little boy's question sent over.

Ask if you are free tomorrow, this is......

Teacher Bo: 【You want to ask me out again? 】

The other party was silent for 2 minutes, probably broken: 【Yes. 】

Bo Qian has a party tomorrow, and a bunch of people pretend to flatter him.Compared with teasing little boys, it's terribly boring.

Then postpone the party, Bo Qian replied: [Yes]

Lu: [Okay, I will pick you up at nine o'clock on Saturday morning. 】

Teacher Bo: [ok]

"Fuck—"

Bo Qian didn't ask the little boy where he was taking him, or why he was going to do it. He was typing slowly while rubbing his chin and thinking.Just after typing the two letters, Feng Ting suddenly howled back:

"Brother Qian, what's wrong with you?!"

Bo Qian: "Huh?"

"You just laughed like, like...how do you describe it?"

"If you don't know how to say it, don't say it." Bo Qian didn't want to talk to this retarded person.

"I know!" After racking his brains for a while, Feng Ting slapped his forehead and suddenly realized, "Like a fox and a leopard!"

Bo Qian: "...I think you are courting death."

"Really, it's the kind that sees a prey you're interested in, and tries to figure it out... Hey, don't go, Brother Qian, didn't you agree to have dinner together...Dad, Dad! You didn’t come here just to get this broken flower, did you?!”