The psychologist came to Beijing from Europe on a business trip and was only doing temporary consultations in the country.

We arrived at the clinic. Yan Meng and Che Xiaofeng waited outside while I received hypnosis treatment alone.

The soft music and gentle voices calm my heart.

When I close my eyes, I can't help but enter another world.

I was in a place with beautiful scenery and felt relaxed and happy.

I was enjoying this comfort when I heard a whisper from the sky.

I was stunned for a moment and listened carefully.

The voice seemed to be questioning me, but I couldn't hear it clearly.

I seemed to hear someone asking, "Tell me where is he?"

I was stunned. He? Who is he?

"Who is it?" I asked subconsciously, but was suddenly awakened.

I opened my eyes. Although the dream was a little strange, I felt much more relaxed after waking up, and I felt refreshed.

I asked the doctor curiously, "I just felt a voice questioning me, but I couldn't hear it clearly. What's going on?"

The doctor smiled and said, "When a person is hypnotized, the subconscious mind is not controlled by the rational mind, so many things are illogical."

I didn't quite understand, but I was inexplicably curious and wanted to know who the "he" in the question was.

As if seeing through my thoughts, the psychologist advised me: "Don't dwell too much on many things. It won't do you any good if you dwell on them too much."

I nodded, took a deep breath, and felt a lot more relaxed.

I walked out of the room, and Yan Meng looked at Che Xiaofeng and motioned him to go in.

Che Xiaofeng was a little timid and hesitated at the door.

I leaned down and looked him in the eyes sincerely. "It's okay. I'm just chatting with the doctor."

With my encouragement, Che Xiaofeng finally mustered up the courage to walk in.

Yan Meng and I were waiting outside. Yan Meng always had a smile on his face and seemed to be in a good mood.

I asked suspiciously, "What makes you so happy? You look like you just picked up eight million."

Yan Meng raised an eyebrow at me and said smugly, "Just now a nurse came over and asked me if you, me, and Xiaofeng were a family of three."

The corners of my mouth twitched, and I was speechless.

It's obvious at first glance that Che Xiaofeng is a junior high school student. Do Yan Meng and I look like we can give birth to such a big son?

I rolled my eyes at Yan Meng and said with disdain, "You're still beautiful! The nurse is just trying to find ways to tell us we look old!"

Yan Meng didn't mind and was completely immersed in his own understanding.

"The nurse meant that we were a good match, like a married couple."

Hearing this, I looked at Yan Meng carefully.

Yan Meng was surprised by my stare: "Why are you looking at me like that?"

I twitched the corners of my mouth hypocritically: "Let me see if you need to see a psychiatrist too. I suspect you have severe delusions."

Yan Meng raised his eyebrows, but was not angry, and the corners of his mouth remained raised.

A moment later, Che Xiaofeng came out of the clinic, followed by the doctor.

Yan Meng and I stood up at the same time and asked the doctor, "Is his condition serious?"

"It's okay. Children of this age will have some academic pressure. I still recommend that he not only focus on studying, but also combine work and rest to relax both his body and mind."

After hearing what the doctor said, I finally felt relieved. Yan Meng said to me as if to take credit, "I told you it was nothing. You're worrying for nothing."