Su Yan kept shaking her head, "I'm not my mother, I don't want to be her, I'm not her."
The psychologist wanted to ask something more, but Su Yan suddenly screamed and, with unexpected strength, clutched her neck tightly.
Her face turned bright red, as if she were fighting against something.
The psychologist realized something was wrong and rushed over, shaking Su Yan's body.
"Su Yan, wake up! This is just a dream, just a dream!"
These words reached Su Yan's ears, causing her eyes to snap open, filled with an overwhelming fear.
Su Yan stared intently at the snow-white ceiling, then breathed a long sigh of relief, greedily inhaling the fresh air.
Once she had calmed down, the therapist guided her to sit on the sofa.
What did your father do to you?
Su Yan lowered her eyes, twisting her fingers, and remained silent.
Just when the psychologist thought she wouldn't speak again, Su Yan suddenly spoke.
Was I wrong?
His voice trembled slightly as he spoke.
The psychologist looked into her raised eyes, which were filled with vulnerability and helplessness, a stark contrast to the confident woman who had walked in earlier.
The psychologist took her hand, using it to give her the greatest strength.
"I am a professional psychologist, I have my professional qualifications, and I am also your friend. Please trust me and tell me, where do you think I went wrong?"
Su Yan's emotions were once again on the verge of collapse, and her body began to tremble uncontrollably.
Despite her voice being broken and intermittent, she still managed to speak.
"The mistake was having a relationship with a man I didn't know, and the mistake was having a child with him."
The psychologist paused slightly upon hearing this, then followed up with, "In your mind, having a relationship with a man you don't know is that shameful?"
Finally, she added, "Did he tell you that?"
Even if she didn't say it explicitly, Su Yan understood the meaning of the word "he".
"I don't want to become an immoral woman like my mother." Su Yan kept shaking her head, her face full of disgust. "But why did my sexless marriage, which I've maintained for so long, fail in an instant? Was I wrong?"
She gripped the psychologist's hand tightly, urgently seeking an answer.
The therapist didn't answer, but simply asked, "Do you dislike it?"
Su Yan was stunned for a moment, "What?"
The psychologist further explained: "That kind of relationship."
Su Yan's eyes became lost again, wandering around, unsure where to settle.
The psychologist gazed at her face and spoke the answer in her heart for her.
"You don't hate it, it's just that he forced that idea into you, making you hate it, right?"
Su Yan nodded with tears in her eyes.
The psychologist has a general understanding of the situation.
“He told you from a young age that that kind of relationship was sinful, and you always thought so too, and you adhered to a sexless marriage to the end. But then a man suddenly appeared, completely breaking you out of your life of constraints. You discovered that you didn't hate him at all, so you felt even more sinful, right?”
Su Yan's lips trembled, and after hesitating for a long time, she finally nodded.
The psychologist tenderly rubbed her hand, his voice softening.
“Darling, every girl is like this, you are not an exception. Your thoughts are neither sinful nor shameful, they are the most primal desires that every human being possesses.”
Su Yan suddenly shook her head frantically, "No, I'm different from them."
The psychologist interrupted her sharply: "What's the difference? Do you have an extra nose or one less eye? Everyone is the same, there's no difference, no high or low status. The fact that you have those kinds of thoughts only proves that you're an ordinary woman."
Su Yan stared at her blankly, her eyes wavering slightly at her words.
The therapist gently encouraged, "Honey, let's try it, just once. Let go of the constraints that have been binding you all this time, and act according to your truest feelings. Even a small touch, a holding of hands, it's all good. Let's take this first step."
After the two finished their heart-to-heart talk, the psychologist led Su Yan out by the hand and handed her over to Yi An.
"Your girlfriend, I've been handed over to you safe and sound again."
Yi An looked at Su Yan's hand, which had been pulled away from his palm, and smiled indifferently.
Thank you.
The psychologist turned to Su Yan and said softly with a smile, "I look forward to seeing you again next time. I hope you can share your progress with me."
After waving goodbye to the psychologist, Yi An and Su Yan walked out side by side.
Yi An broke the silence first, saying, "I'm sorry I didn't tell you you were going to see a psychologist. To make it up to you, I'll take you out for something nice to eat. What would you like?"
Su Yan wanted to refuse, but then she remembered the psychologist's advice and hesitated, swallowing the words back down.
"Let's have hot pot, Xiaobao loves it. And order a strawberry cake, Xiaoyu loves it too," she said in a hoarse voice.
Yi An: "So what do you like to eat?"
"I love to eat..."
Su Yan pondered for a long time, then her eyes lit up suddenly, "I want to eat ice cream."
Upon hearing this small request, Yi An's brow relaxed, and she agreed with indulgence.
"Okay, whatever you want to eat, I'll buy it for you."
Su Yan turned her head and glanced at him, suddenly overwhelmed with sorrow, "Yi An, what should I do if my illness can't be cured?"
Yi An smiled indifferently, "So what? I'll just wait. Every illness has a cure eventually, and I'll wait until that day. Anyway, I have a long life ahead of me."
Su Yan's heart skipped a beat as she listened to his nonchalant words, and her hand moved hesitantly.
Seeing that she suddenly stopped talking, Yi'an thought she had said something wrong and turned around to ask her, "What's wrong? Is it me..."
Before he could finish his concerned question, he felt something warm and soft slip into his palm.
He looked down and froze when he saw Su Yan's hand.
Su Yan awkwardly turned her head to the side, "Why aren't you leaving! Weren't you going to buy me ice cream?"
Reminded by her words, Yi An finally snapped out of his daze. He tightened his grip on Su Yan's hand, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously turned up.
"Yes, we went to get ice cream!"
At the company, Qiao Chen listened to the news in disbelief, repeatedly confirming with her boss, "I've been fired? Why?"
The boss also looked troubled. "Xiao Qiao, you need to ask yourself what you've been doing outside that the company is willing to do anything to fire you."
His words only made Qiao Chen more confused.
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