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I reported the specific address to Lu Ming, who repeatedly emphasized that I shouldn't worry and that I had to wait for him to arrive before leaving. After hanging up the phone, I stood at the entrance of the botanical garden until night fell. Tourists came out of the garden one after another, and only then did Lu Ming arrive.
By eight-thirty in the evening, Lu Ming drove up in front of me. After he got out of the car, he grabbed my arm and pulled me to the passenger seat. As he closed the door, I was still asking about Lu Shuang's situation.
Once Lu Ming got in the car, he frowned, and his expression was hard to describe. He said softly, "Wang Yue just called me. Her phone died and shut off; she's at a restaurant now and reported that she's safe."
Wang Yue's actions made me furious. "What? If she's fine, why didn't she call me? Doesn't she know how worried I am?"
Her behavior was clearly intended to make things difficult for me. She left without waiting for me and only mentioned her whereabouts so late; how could she not know I would be worried?
Lu Ming lit a cigarette, pressed down on the accelerator, and answered me while looking straight ahead, "Wang Yue can only memorize my number."
My anger probably seemed unreasonable to Lu Ming. I thought he would take me to see Lu Shuang, but instead, he parked in a residential area and pulled me out of the car, ringing the doorbell at a certain house.
A stranger in casual clothes opened the door. He wore black-framed glasses and showed no surprise at seeing us standing there. He smiled at Lu Ming and said, "You’re here? Come in."
Lu Ming glanced at me and said, "Let's go."
Once inside, the stranger smiled gently at me. "Hello, my surname is Gu. I'm a friend of Lu Ming's. Let's have a chat."
I instinctively cast a questioning look at Lu Ming and took a step back, but Lu Ming reassured me, "He's my friend; he's a psychologist. It's fine."
Lu Ming's reassurance only made me more furious. "What are you saying? You brought me to see a psychologist? Do you think there's something wrong with my mind?"
He wasn't annoyed; instead, he held my arm and lowered his voice to persuade me, "Your mental state has been poor lately. Gu Xiang is my friend; he can help you understand your situation better. Just stay calm."
No matter what his starting point was, his behavior was undoubtedly sarcastic to me. I immediately shook off his hand and left. Gu Xiang stood in front of me first and raised his hands as if he was innocent: "Miss Zhuang, right? It’s okay, it’s just a normal chat, relax. Although I am a psychiatrist, I am also Lu Ming’s friend. Please sit down and take a rest. Don’t be nervous, okay?” Gu Xiang didn’t force me to stay. , but blocked three-quarters of my only way out, leaving only a tiny gap. If I wanted to leave, I could only push him away first. This approach of retreating in order to advance made me calmer. I seemed to be really too tired, and I was very tired from calming down after the rage. I put my phone on the coffee table in the living room after listening to Gu Xiang, and went to his study with him for a meeting. He handed me a glass of water and smiled easily: "Miss Zhuang just treat me like a friend. Although we have only met not long ago, what Miss Zhuang said today will remain today. You agreed At this moment, my brain was still a little nervous. I didn’t know how to answer after hearing what Gu Xiang said, so I hesitated and answered: "Okay." I didn’t deliberately calculate the time to chat with Gu Xiang, and ended it in Gu. At the end of the conversation, I stood up, but he stopped me: "Miss Zhuang, I want to say, Lu Ming is my friend. He has never been a very talkative person emotionally. Maybe there are some His actions are too extreme, which seems trivial to his strong psychology, but he has hurt others many times, but his starting point is good, I guarantee you this." I can't answer Gu Xiang's words directly, neither does Gu Xiang. He didn’t tell me the outcome of the conversation, but as I told Gu Xiang what I wanted to say intermittently, I also realized that I regarded everyone around me as an imaginary enemy. Putting aside Wang Xu and mother-in-law, at first it was Miao Miao, then Dong Lu, and later Lu Ming and Wang Yue, irritable, irritable, and having poor sleep every night, all of this I brought it all upon myself, but I have no control over it. After I came out of the study, Lu Ming was still sitting on the sofa in the living room. The volume of the TV was neither too loud nor too low. The look he gave me was very strange. When I walked over, Lu Ming stood up, picked up the mobile phone on the table, held it in his hand without giving it to me, said goodbye to Gu Xiang, and took me away. I was sitting in the passenger seat with my head resting on the backrest, closing my eyes and listening to Lu Ming's melodious Lisa Ono in the car. All I was thinking about was what I just said to Gu Xiang. What has happened to me these days? . Only when I look back can I realize how much I have changed. I can hardly control my emotions anymore. All that is stored in my mind every day is things related to Wang Xu. I am always in a state of tension and ignore the current situation. occur.
Even now that I have become aware, I cannot assure myself that I can control my temper. I once naively believed that I could handle anything, but now I realize that I can't even manage my emotions properly.
The affair involving Wang Xu has already driven me to the brink of losing control. Forget about whether Wang Xu is plotting against me; he has already influenced me deeply from the very beginning.
What should I do?
My anxiety surged again. Gu Xiang told me to calm my feelings and not overthink things, to try deep breathing to regulate my emotions and clear my mind. I struggled to do so, but it was difficult. Impatiently, I opened my eyes, and the first thing I did was glare at Lu Ming!
"Are you pitying me right now?" I gritted my teeth and asked.
Lu Ming parked the car safely by the side of the road before calmly replying, "No."
"No? Then what are you doing? To put it bluntly, you are my boss. I'm just picking up Lu Shuang from school for you. What right do you have to interfere in my personal life? What makes you think I have psychological issues that require a doctor?"
After feeling regret, an uncontrollable anger surged within me. I frighteningly wanted to have a big argument with Lu Ming. I wanted to dispute with him, wanted him to yell at me, and wanted everything to escalate beyond control.
"Then let me ask you this," Lu Ming said. His serious demeanor slightly affected me, but it didn't extinguish the cold smirk on my lips. He calmly turned off the music in the car and said, "Mu Miaomiao mentioned that you haven't worked for six months. Did you have no income at all before joining my company?"
"Yes," I answered through clenched teeth.
"Your previous work experience gave you the opportunity to join any company easily, but you would need to go through a probationary period. You lack the confidence to wait it out. You must have been financially blocked due to your divorce from your husband. That meal you couldn't pay for had a significant impact on you, didn't it?"
I felt my face flush with embarrassment as Lu Ming spoke about that day—Lu Shuang's birthday—when I awkwardly couldn't come up with eighteen hundred yuan.
I vetoed in dissatisfaction, "You know I didn't give the money because I couldn't come up with it. What if I never intended to pay at all?"
"There is no 'what if,'" he coldly interrupted me. "Previously, you actively requested to pay."
This statement left me speechless; I didn't expect him to remember what had happened before.
Regardless of whether he was as inarticulate emotionally as Gu Xiang said, at the very least, he was a negotiator in the business world. He could unearth evidence to dismantle my facade.
"When you reach a dead end, your emotions become unstable, and you lash out more frequently." He paused for a few seconds, the depth of his gaze immeasurable. "Are you self-destructing?"
Lu Ming asked me if I was self-destructing.
Yes, I was self-destructing.
In the pursuit of results that I had yet to achieve, I subconsciously engaged in self-destruction. Perhaps I felt that Wang Xu owed me something, and I should become a pile of mud so that I could morally bind him and accuse him of wrongdoing. The real reason was that I wasn't as strong as I imagined; I was still evading reality.
I just wouldn't admit it, but unexpectedly, along this path, a series of events arose that made me collapse. At this moment, I didn't want to acknowledge my weakness, nor could I change it. I was terrified of taking any wrong step.
"You can do whatever you want in the future, but not recently; you need to accept treatment."
Lu Ming's words sent a shiver down my spine.
He continued to press, "Do you feel embarrassed?"
Is it embarrassing? Of course, it's embarrassing. At my age, I nearly lost my sanity due to my husband's infidelity and can only rely on a psychologist to help me through it. I can't get past my own mental barriers.
How could a patient who refuses to believe they are ill possibly accept treatment?
"Gu Xiang is my regular psychologist," Lu Ming suddenly interjected, marking the beginning of a shift in our conversation.
"What?" I looked at Lu Ming in shock, hardly believing what he had just said.
Lu Ming seeing a psychologist? What a joke.
"I underwent treatment with Gu Xiang for a while. He is a very competent doctor and a good choice. If you want to find someone else, I can help you with that, but the results with others might not be as effective."
Lu Ming spoke seriously, yet I couldn't believe that he had ever seen a psychologist. He had always been the legendary boss in the eyes of the employees, a powerful figure in Miao Miao's words.
"Why would you..." It seemed that Lu Ming had consulted quite a few people to make such a comparison with Gu Xiang.
"Like you, because of divorce."
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