paranoid personality disorder

I don't know if it's because I've been with him for a long time, a stupid and crazy person, so I wasn't surprised to hear such words.

Thinking about his abnormal mind, it is probably because he has been with the neuropathy for a long time, and he has the way of getting along with the neuropathy.

I snorted and said, "Okay."

He got under the quilt, responded to me with a smile, and then he took a deep breath.

When I woke up early the next morning, I was kneeling and sitting next to my head. When I opened my eyes, I sneered and said, "You lied to me."

I was still wondering what nonsense he was talking about. He looked down at me and answered my questions: "I went to the guest room to check, and Ah Nuo wasn't there at all."

I rubbed my eyes, turned over and prepared to go back to sleep, he behind me said with a bit of regretful tone: "I also said to find something interesting to go to Asuma, he should be very close and sexless Are you alive?"

I held back for a while, but I didn't hold back, and muffled from my throat: "Get lost."

After that, I could still hear his laughing voice, one of them touched my thigh directly, and said, "Do some morning exercise."

It's so stupid that I want to just stuff his mouth with something.

I pushed and shoved him a few times like this repeatedly, and his lifeline was still held in his palm.

Angry to death.

After calming myself down for a while, I saw him lying on my crotch and licking my things for me, sticking out his tongue and lightly licking the tip, looking at me with the corners of his eyes flying up and looking at me with an expression.

I endured it for a while, suppressed the moan that I almost blurted out, tried my best to look at him trying to please him with a cold face, and snorted coldly: "It's funny, did you say that Lin Shen belongs to me during the day last night? Is it yours tonight?"

He licked my stuff, stretched out his hand to support the column, raised his head, the saliva from the corner of his mouth was even on my stuff, and smiled redly: "Yes." He looked down at my erect penis , looked up at me with squinted eyes and a smile, "Who told me to like you so much."

I leaned over and pinched his chin, freed my things from his hands, looked into his eyes and told him word by word: "That's really funny, do you think everyone in the world is like you, since I Decided to fall in love with Dr. Lin, how could it be possible to sleep with you?"

He froze for a moment, then laughed twice: "Obviously there is no sexual intercourse."

I sneered: "Of course oral sex is only given to my boyfriend, I don't have promiscuous sex." I reached out and patted his face, "Respect the rules of the game, Mo Qian?"

When he got out of bed to go to the bathroom to rinse his mouth, I slapped myself on the bed.

What a fucking idiot.

After he packed up and put on his clothes, he looked like a dog in a suit and leather shoes.

He stood by the door and said to me: "Okay, I respect the rules of the game, I'm leaving, I hope you have a good time with Ah Shen, after all, he is really cute."

After he left, I lay quietly on the bed for a while, checked the time on my mobile phone, and was still thinking about whether to go to Dr. Xia Lin today.

I saw a text message, it was sent at five o'clock in the morning.

From Xumao.

He said: "Old He, he is not suitable for you, really."

I froze for a moment.

Touching the phone, he still chose to delete the text message.

After thinking about it, he hung up the phone to Dr. Lin, and when he answered the phone, the voice was still gentle and slow: "He Ji, are you coming to see me today?"

I said: "Okay."

He said, "I happen to be fine this afternoon, how about a place to sit down?"

I said, "No problem, you decide the location, I'll just go there, okay?"

He answered.

After hanging up the phone, he sent me an address. After looking at it, it turned out to be an exhibition.

At noon, I felt very excited and made myself an edible meal. After eating, I took a rest and found an old movie to watch. It was almost time to finish watching it.

Wrap up your clothes casually and go out.

When I took a taxi to the entrance of the exhibition hall, Dr. Lin just happened to call.

I just picked him up and saw him standing at the door, dressed in casual clothes, so he looked a bit gentle.

I walked up to him and greeted him, and he smiled.

I was actually a little curious: "Is Dr. Lin also gay?"

He smiled, and with a folder in his hand, he replied to me very calmly: "Yes."

The two of us walked into the exhibition hall together, and I glanced at him: "Single?"

He didn't speak.

I was silent for a while: "Do you really like Mo Qian?"

He glanced at me and smiled: "He's charming."

I couldn't accept this adjective, so I turned my head and looked at the photos hanging on the wall. After shaking my head for a while, I accidentally saw photos I had taken, but the signature was not myself. I stared at I looked at that name for a while.

I don't know who it is, took out his mobile phone and took a picture of that name to ask the boss about the specific situation.

Dr. Lin stood in front of the photo and looked at me for a while, then pointed to the photo: "It feels like the work of a depressed patient."

I hooked the corner of my mouth meaningfully and smiled.

When I took this photo, I was having a bloody breakup and long-term insomnia. When I was color-grading, I also adjusted to darker tones. It looks very gloomy and depressed.

Dr. Lin looked at the photo and smiled: "Mo Qian analyzed the composition and color adjustment of this photo with me, and he said he likes this photo very much."

I look sideways at him.

Dr. Lin said: "He said, it is obviously such a deep despair and tone, but there is still light underneath, as if it only takes a moment to turn the abyss into a paradise."

I laughed dryly twice, and hurriedly left the photo, describing some kind of ghost.

We sat down on a small bench in the corner of the exhibition hall. He put the folder aside, held two cups of hot tea in his hand, and handed me a cup.

After taking a sip of tea and taking a long breath, I felt as if I was about to get down to business.

Holding the paper cup, watching the tea leaves floating in the cup: "Doctor Lin, I really suggest you to evaluate Mo Qian again."

Doctor Lin responded.

I thought about it and said, "Sorry, I don't know what to say."

Dr. Lin raised his head and took a sip of tea, then suddenly asked me: "Did you have a very painful period of time after you broke up with your ex?"

I smiled: "It's so dark."

Dr. Lin said, "Did you say it was prescribed last night?"

I looked up at the extremely high ceiling of the exhibition hall, and said, "Ah, it seems like I cut off the first half of my life."

Dr. Lin asked me, "Then how do you feel now?"

I said, "Nothing special."

Dr. Lin thought for a while: "Did Mo Qian look for you yesterday morning?"

I didn't know what to say in response.

Dr. Lin said: "Did you also feel a little sad or confused at that time?"

I opened my mouth, really wanting to say something, but I couldn't say anything.

Doctor Lin said: "Did Mo Qian's arrival make you vent some emotions?"

I paused holding the paper cup, and looked sideways at him: "Are you analyzing me?"

Dr. Lin looked at me and said, "Have you ever tried to straighten out everything, everything that happened, you tried to draw a line, and then try to think about what this line is."

What is this line.

I look at the water in my paper cup.

what……

Haha.

If Mo Qian has always acted like a normal person in front of him, then one of me and him must be living a lie?

and so……

He thinks this person is me?

I laughed twice: "Why, do you want to say that the appearance of Mo Qian is purely fabricated in my heart to vent my emotions?" I glanced at him sideways, "Are you denying this person? The presence?"

Dr. Lin shook his head: "I'm not denying his existence. I'm just helping you to sort out your thoughts. Are many of his behaviors unreasonable or even illogical when you think about it carefully?"

He asked me, "Do normal people behave like this?"

I looked at him: "That's why I asked you to evaluate whether there is something abnormal about him."

Dr. Lin opened the folder he had been carrying all the time, took out a stack of documents from it, put it in front of me, and told me: "I have checked Mo Qian's information."

He pointed to the stack of papers in front of me, and continued: "From childhood to adulthood." He looked at me and said, "His father is a very famous entrepreneur, and his parents divorced after he was in high school. It is said that It was a peaceful breakup, and he was given a high amount of alimony. He followed his father. From childhood to adulthood, he has always had the experience of a normal child. He also had puberty, rebellious period, and even fought. I went abroad to study for a few years, returned to the country a few years ago, and started my own business."

I looked down and flipped through the paper in front of me.

Dr. Lin put down the paper cup and said to me: "His resume has been normal until he is almost 30 years old, and he is even better-looking than many rich second generations who play around. Although it is not very brilliant, it is definitely not An environment that would mold him into a personality disorder."

I put down the paper and looked at him seriously.

He was silent for a long time.

It seems that he still decided to continue: "He Ji, you broke up with your ex-boyfriend. It has been a very sad time, right? How long have you been with him? Have you been together for ten years? Have you severed ties with your family? Are you here? You have been in this city for almost two years, but your social status is almost zero."

I smiled: "Are you so clear?"

He paused for a while, his expression was still gentle and indifferent, and his tone was still slow: "Sorry, I didn't intend to pry into your privacy." Then he raised his speaking speed a little bit, and said with a serious face, "Do you still remember you?" Have you ever expressed to me that he is suicidal, that he put a sharp knife in your hand and asked you to kill him?"

I looked at him silently.

He stared into my eyes and said, "Do you think it is possible that he stole your boyfriend, so you subconsciously think that he should use this method to apologize to you?"

"And do you remember what you said to me when you came to me for the third time? You said that he would propose some kind of punishment type behavior for you to tie him up or whip him, and, you said , he did it to make you happy?"

"Is it right?"

what.

I couldn't help laughing out loud.

It sounds like my mother is about to feel that it is really my problem.

He took off his eyes silently and set them aside.

The eyes are not blocked by the lens, looking straight at me, as if they can see something from my eyes.

He said: "When you brought Mo Qian to my consulting room for the first time, Mo Qian suggested to me that you were his friend, because he intervened in your relationship with your boyfriend, which caused you to have some problems. I'll help you heal."