Tao Youjing asked him what he was afraid of. Feng Rongxiang, of course he was afraid. His first eighteen years of life had no good memories. Those times that would make him feel depressed after thinking about it completely distorted his heart. The next nine years he lived involuntarily, creating another twisted personality. His life hidden in the shadows was like a name he knew by everyone. Dark nibs, dark darkness, puppets, he was a puppet led by darkness. The lines wrapped around his hands were passed on different people in turn, dragging him forward. The only time he got a new life was because Lin Yingkong cut off the invisible puppet line, but how did he know that one day those lines would not be wrapped back to him and let him be a walking corpse again? Just as Tao Youjing said, the princess and princes in the fairy tale lived happily together. They outside the story might have been destroyed by reality.

Feng Rong asked: "Do you want to cure me?"

Tao Youjing stared at him, calmly and bluntly, "I don't want to hand over Xiaoqi's life to a person who is unstable."

Feng Rong found it a little funny, "You should have considered this issue before you chose to let Shanggong come to me."

Tao Youjing doesn't care, "Because I think I can cure you."

Feng Rong was silent for a few seconds, "I admit that I don't want to destroy the current balance."

"Idiot," Tao Youjing cursed one of the most powerful men in the Spirit Security Bureau without hesitation. "Xiao Qi's situation is getting worse, and I'm about to die. If you don't want to die early, you should ask me to help you now."

Feng Rong smiled uncontrollably, "It's okay, I will help you, neither you nor him will die."

He said it was quite certain that this man who was once called the savior did have such courage and tone. Tao Youjing's amber eyes moved, "You are one of the most interesting people I have ever seen. In all senses, all the contradictory things are on you. You are obviously the one who needs to be saved, but in fact you have been saving others, even if you are almost unable to get through."

Feng Rong looked at his hand and smiled helplessly, "It's probably because I've killed many people."

He said this a bit like a joke, but Tao Youjing knew that Feng Rong was saying it was true. He didn't know what happened. However, the Minister of the Spirit Law Enforcement Department, who saved countless people, had a bright guilt in his eyes. The strong sense of guilt forced him to choose to commit suicide slowly. He looked pretty good on the surface, very glorious and dazzling, but in his heart he felt like a rag bag with a hole leaking air. The things inside were poured out. When they were completely over, he died.

——Psychological cancer is actually incurable, but the difference is whether the cut will be torn open again after it is sewn. Lin Yingkong has become the adhesive on the man's heart, but it is not omnipotent. There is always something coming out of the invisible gap...

Tao Youjing kept looking at him, with his eyes focused, "Actually, you have no reason to refuse me to help you. Your feelings deceive you and make you feel that living is a helpless thing. In fact, you will be unwilling to accept it if you really want to die."

"Maybe," Feng Rong recalled what he was thinking when he was in the sea of ​​consciousness and destroyed his soul in front of Lin Yingkong that day, but he couldn't remember it. He felt a sense of liberation at that moment, and there was a little bit... accepting his fate, probably there was a kind of unwillingness to be willing to accept me at that time, "You are right, I have always been like this, weak, passive, and deceiving myself... Maybe I can't change it anymore, I don't plan to change it yet."

Tao Youjing said: "You are still afraid that your current life will be destroyed, so you only dare to wait for life to change you, and then you will accept it."

Feng Rong's expression was a little cold, "I have not changed, but I failed." So he didn't have the courage to do it again. His previous life was so bleak, why did he have to let himself experience those painful things again?

Tao Youjing nodded very clearly, "Actually, you should be born to be a very adventurous person. Everything you do reflects this characteristic, but your parents... No, you are a single parent, you should only be your mother by your side. 'There is only one real tragedy in a woman's life: she is always remembering the past, but she must live in the future'. This is a very interesting philosophy. Regardless of whether it is right or not, at least your mother is such a person."

Feng Rong looked at him, his cold phoenix eyes almost looked like a knife, "Don't do psychological analysis of me."

Tao Youjing shook her head, "You just don't want to mention your mother."

Feng Rong breathed heavily, "You are right, I don't want to mention her, then you should respect my wishes. I have not agreed to participate in your psychological game."

"Are you fighting?" Tao Youjing seemed to find it very interesting. "It seems that the psychological counseling time we did was too short. At that time, you were also stuffing your heart to another person, but it was far from that resistant. This is the only time you said 'no' to me, so do you think your nightmare is full of your mother?"

Feng Rong remembered the low and dilapidated house. The woman whose hope was erased by life looked at him with insensitive and resentful eyes, shouting to let him die. They depend on each other but torture each other. His existence is the demon in the woman's nightmare, and she is the nightmare of his life... And in the hospital, under the fire sunset, the woman fell like the sun that was about to burn out. He told him that she was waiting for him in hell, and then he had never crawled out of hell for half his life.

Feng Rong didn't actually want to show weakness, but he knew that his concealment was useless in front of Tao Youjing, so he wiped his face hard and said in a dull voice: "Tao Youjing, don't mention her."

He sat straight, his tone was commanding, but because it was too cold, he seemed to be pushing himself to collapse his shoulders. Tao Youjing even thought a little fascinated that he saw the weakness of a man who was hailed as the strongest. The so-called beauty of psychology lies in this. But being able to see it means that you have to understand the feelings brought by this weakness, if it is all negative... Tao Youjing was thinking again. In fact, he had never thought about tutoring this man over the years, because after peeking into his heart, the dark and dull emotions would make him not want to touch any human ugliness and sins for a long time - he could see the woman behind Feng Rong who screamed, cursed, staring at him with resentment with her eyes open, like a life-seeking soul.

"I can't get around her," Tao Youjing outlined the image of the woman in her heart and carefully preserved it, and told Feng Rong very calmly and bluntly, "Your basic personality is based on the existence of that woman... Maybe there is the credit of the person you met later, but that person is just a substitute for your mother. You can tell from her... Well, your eyes tell me it is him, he, not she, he is the continuation of your mother's shadow, which is equivalent to your mother always following you and affecting you. Even if you don't say this time, you will come to me one day, and I will still want you to talk about them at that time."

Feng Rong was silent for a long time. He knew that Tao Youjing could help him, but he never thought about coming to find this man from beginning to end because Feng Rong didn't want to recall the past. He once told Lin Yingkong that if possible, he would never tell him what he was a child, nor would he tell anyone. However, Lin Yingkong accidentally entered his sea of ​​consciousness and saw those pasts. He chose to destroy his soul. Perhaps a good part of the reason was that he could not bear the secret of his own being seen through, even if that person was Lin Yingkong... In the face of the tragedy, the saddest thing was that he was unable to deal with it, but was born to be extremely strong.

Tao Youjing pushed Feng Rong to the bottom line, and slowly relaxed his approaching pace, slowed down his voice and pulled him back a little. Tao Youjing asked: "How do you think you are doing now?"

"...It's pretty good," Feng Rong was confused for a moment, then nodded confidently, "At least it's better than before."

"At least..." Tao Youjing can always capture the loopholes in his words so accurately. "You just think that at this point today, no matter how good it is, it is, and no matter how bad it is, it is nothing worse than before, so you are willing to be content with the status quo."

Feng Rong smiled bitterly, "You must hold on to every word I say? What's wrong with me being content with the status quo? In some ways, I have both career and love, and I have countless followers. I really can't be better, right?" He thought of Lin Yingkong and added: "Maybe it will be better day by day."

Tao Youjing asked him: "Do you think Lin Yingkong is good?"

Feng Rong nodded naturally, "He is very good."

"Of course he is good," Tao Youjing said without hesitation, "He is kind, generous, optimistic, very positive, enthusiastic, easy to get along with, loves to make friends, is rational, persistent, gentle, reliable in front of outsiders, and is so angry with his own people that people want to spoil him. Once something happens, he is a very mature person and can help you a lot, and work and life are no exception..." He counted a lot of advantages about Lin Yingkong in one breath, and Feng Rong was stunned when he heard it, and his eyes gradually changed. Tao Youjing said to the point of not being able to avoid him at all. "Although I have only seen him once, I can see that he has everything you don't have."

Feng Rongshen breathed out a breath, as if he wanted to exhale that suffocation, "I know..."

"He is so good that he can't be better, right?" Tao Youjing's eyes stared at him tightly, covering it like a large airtight net, continuing to strangle his throat and control his breathing, "So you think you are not worthy of him, you think it's not worthy for him, why would you promise him? Of course, if you like him, he also moved you. He was too persistent, and you couldn't refuse him at all, as if you would be sorry for him, you were thinking, try again, Lin Ying

So what if I am disappointed, anyway, you are the one who is waiting in place, not him, and it will not be him who is injured... How long have you been in love? I think about it, seven months, right, these seven months pass very quickly, isn't it? It's like a dream. You are careful every day, obviously, but you are always afraid of shattering this big dream, so you always want to give in, give it to him if he likes, give it to him whatever he wants, as long as you don't wake up this dream so quickly..."

"I didn't," Feng Rong interrupted his words and repeated them, as if to convince himself, "I didn't."

"Of course you can't say there is, otherwise Lin Yingkong would be so sad?" Tao Youjing said quietly, as if he had foreseen what Lin Yingkong would react, "He must have liked you for a long time, liked the confident and powerful you, and then did you reveal it in front of him? Well, there are still a lot of exposure, but he didn't care. He felt that it was you no matter what, he was really an excellent partner, so you don't think that you can't let him down. You must maintain a good mood every day and not show your weakness to him. Even if you have it occasionally, you can't be too strong. You must also restrain yourself to avoid losing it in the future and being like the past.

You can't live like this... Have you ever been to bed? Are you at the bottom? Your competitive spirit always doesn't want to give in, but you subconsciously feel that you owe him, you have to take a step back, so you retreat at the critical moment. Does he know? He certainly doesn't know, he just wants to please you, he thinks you really accept him... Of course, you can't say that you didn't accept him, you are just preparing to lose him at all times. What do you think if Lin Yingkong knows? He doesn't think about anything, he just feels that he is not doing well enough, and then he will be even more guilty, until one day this guilt kills you, then he will be free."

"Enough..." Feng Rong's eyes flashed violently. He tried hard to restrain himself and prevent the boiling and furious spiritual power in his body from destroying the things in the room. Or he was afraid that Lin Yingkong would ask the reason for his anger if he knew he was angry. He had nothing to say about this, "Stop for the time being, Tao Youjing, I promise you to give me psychological counseling, but it's not now, stop immediately!"

At this time, although Feng Rong's voice was still slow, his tone was harsh. Tao Youjing did not stop as he said, but stared at him quietly for a while. The tone that was originally tighter and tighter was slowed down, and the words inside became even sharper. "No, in fact, this consultation has begun long ago. I can't stop. Dark leopard, what are you thinking now? You are thinking, how can you say such a thing? If you don't say it, you will never know that you think so, and it will not defile the relationship between you and Lin Yingkong. This friendship is the simplest thing you can get in your life. You cherish it so much, and you will gradually destroy yourself, and you must protect it intact."

Feng Rong heard his voice buzzing in his ears, as if there was a faint echo in his heart that was feeding back into his ears. He felt panic, and clenched his fists involuntarily, and moved his eyes without focus. Then he thought that the cufflinks he was wearing today were given by Lin Yingkong, so he involuntarily pulled them down and held them in his hand. He thought a little about Lin Yingkong. That person smiled innocently at him, like a big white rabbit, but in fact he was far more rational and calm than him. Beside Lin Yingkong, the arrogant and strong Minister of the Ling Law Enforcement Department was just an ordinary person...

Tao Youjing looked at his movements coldly, as if he would push him off the cliff at any time.

"I can't..." Feng Rong heard himself speak, and he thought his voice would tremble. In fact, the tone sounded calm. Look, Tao Youjing was right. He was far stronger than he thought. He was just used to the days of being treated as marionettes and could not change it. Even if he realized that the negative emotions that were swarming in forced him to ignore them, forcing him to curl up and avoid the warmth and beauty outside. The self-destructive mentality torture him into inseparable from peace. He subconsciously felt that the guilty self would never deserve happiness. Even if he had it, he would lose it after a short period of possession, and then the pain that was circulating around him.

He said: "You know, I can't do it, I've worked hard, really, at least I chose to be with him, these days I've lived a good life, really, every day is like a dream, maybe I haven't even dreamed of such a good life, my mother said that she would wait for me in hell... Maybe one day, I'll go to hell, but before that, I want to live a better life, I can't bear to make Yingkong unhappy, I believe his feelings for me, and I don't want to leave him... Perhaps this is the most selfish decision I have made in my life."

He said this intermittently until the end, and only revealed a certain tone, but there was an indescribable sorrow in his eyes, as if the clam was finally uncovered, revealing his weak flesh that could be easily crushed, nakedly exposed to the air, without any defense, making people almost think it would be broken when touched. Seeing this, Tao Youjing suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and the breath around him slowly softened. He looked at Feng Rong very seriously, with the amber eyeballs carrying the comforting power in his heart, "Then you should believe me, if you want to be with him, you must cure your illness. He loves you very much, I believe this is the luckiest thing in your life."

Feng Rong's eyes turned red slightly, and she was forced to hold on without losing her composure. "You are right, this is the luckiest thing in my life."

"Then don't miss him, you love him too. For others, love is not redemption. For you, Lin Yingkong is your life-saving medicine," Tao Youjing moved and leaned forward slightly, like a close friend and an elder who was taught earnestly. "If you live, it is the thing he thinks is the most worthy thing."

Feng Rong covered his face with his hands. He needed a dark space to sort out his emotions... After a while, he got rid of his excessively heavy breathing and raised his head again. His originally red eyes had lost his fragility. He changed back to his appearance when he first entered the door. He was the Minister of the Spirit Enforcement Department who had fascinated Lin Yingkong. He said, "Then help me, Tao Youjing, thank you."

Tao Youjing smiled rare, with a simple smile, "You're welcome, I'm just helping myself. In addition, have I said that I actually admire you very much?"

Feng Rong also smiled, a little reluctant, but was very sincere, "No, you haven't said it, and when you helped me with consultation, I always felt that you hated me."

Tao Youjing shook her head, "I just have a rough approach, but it works very well for you."

"Yes, you are the best psychologist, of course it works... don't mind giving me a cigarette, right?" Feng Rong asked.

Tao Youjing took out his cigarette box from his pocket and handed it to Feng Rong. After taking it, he pulled out one and found that his hands were trembling. He didn't press it correctly when pressing the lighter several times. Finally, the fire started to light it, lit the end of the cigarette, but after a while the whole cigarette was rubbed to the ground by the trembling hands...
Chapter completed!