The doctor hypnotized Shen Zhichu a week later. After hypnosis, Shen Zhichu no longer resisted psychological touch.
What the psychiatrist said she answered, from calm at the beginning to trembling and finally choking and sobbing.
The stones pressing on Shen Zhichu were moved away one by one, exposing the scarred skin, and the bones had long been rotted.
"Tell me about you and Li Jingshen."
After hearing the word "Li Jingshen", she shrank her shoulders, raised her arms and hugged her shoulders tightly. She was afraid of this name, and she was so afraid that she trembled when she heard it.
The psychiatrist quickly comforted her: "Don't worry, there are only you and me here, and no one else can hear you."
The psychiatrist did not know how long it took to comfort her, before Shen Zhichu opened up and said tremblingly that she and Li Jingshen met sixteen years ago, and now everything has changed.
The psychiatrist's heart trembled when he heard it, and he was silent for a long time before he came back to his senses: "Why do you like him so persistently, for sixteen years?"
Sixteen years sixteen years, not sixteen days.
Shen Zhichu shook her head, her eyes were in a daze, she moved her lips and murmured: "Because no one treats me well."
It is said that if you fall in love with someone, you will be willing to be cheap, but Shen Zhichu can no longer be called cheap when you are in this situation.
It's like waiting for hope in despair, waiting for a ray of light in the dark, and Li Jingshen is Shen Zhichu's light. He accidentally knocked over the candle but ignited the twilight in her eyes.
It's a pitynow that light is getting dimmer.
For the seven-year-old Shen Zhichu, Li Jingshen was her salvation, but unexpectedly the other party passed by the moment he picked her up. From full of hope to full of despair, she wished that he had never saved her.
This time the hypnosis lasted for two hours, the doctor came out of the ward and glanced at Li Jingshen who was sitting on the bench in the corridor.
Seeing him coming out, Li Jingshen quickly got up and asked, "How is she, what did she say?"
"I said it." The psychiatrist took a deep look at Li Jingshen, and said in a deep voice, "Her current situation has nothing to do with you. In her heart, you are her life"
Li Jingshen's heart trembled, and he opened his mouth to interrupt the doctor's words: "Her life?"
The doctor nodded, thinking about what Shen Zhichu had just said to him inside, and continued: "You used to be her hope for redemption, but after marrying you, you bullied her again and again and disappointed her endlessly. After the baby in her belly was strangled, she also collapsed."
In the past, Li Jingshen was Shen Zhichu's life, but now Shen Zhichu has lost her life.
"how so?"
The psychiatrist nodded and frowned: "Mr. Li, do you remember the first time you and Miss Shen met?"
"It was at a dinner party six years ago."
The psychiatrist was a little surprised, because what Li Jingshen said was completely different from what Shen Zhichu said: "Miss Shen said that she knew you sixteen years ago, and you saved her back then, in the playground."
"I saved her?" Shen Zhichu said more than once that they knew each other sixteen years ago, but he didn't remember Shen Zhichu at all.
What's more, saving people should be a relatively deep memory, and he has no impression at all.
The psychiatrist was surprised: "Did it take too long and you forgot?"
Li Jingshen immediately denied: "Impossible, I was ten years old sixteen years ago, and my memory has always been very good. I remember all the little things before I was ten years old. It is impossible for me to forget about saving people."
The psychiatrist suddenly realized: "That may be because she misidentified the person"
Before he finished speaking, he saw Li Jingshen's face darken.
If his memory is not wrong, it can only be explained that Shen Zhichu mistook the person. When he thought about who Shen Zhichu recognized him as to marry him and treat him well, he felt like a huge rock was pressing on his heart.
Li Jingshen clenched his fists and tried hard to breathe steadily. Even so, he still felt a twinge of pain in his heart, and the pain was transmitted to every corner of his body along the meridian blood, even his face hurt a little. twist up. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com