Chapter 188 Happy to be a father, who can stand this

Chapter 188 Happy to be a father, who can stand this

After entering the door, Du Caige looked curiously.

As he expected, this is Teacher Chen Quan's home, and half of the large living room is separated into a consultation room.

The room looks bright and clean, very refreshing, there is no peculiar smell or fragrance in the air, and there is no smell of air freshener, just pure.

Decorated in warm tones, simple lighting, hardwood floors.

In the center of the consultation room is a small round table with a cartoon-patterned tablecloth on it, and a cute vase with delicate pale pink roses in it, which makes people feel good at first glance.

Next to the small round table are two beige single-seat fabric sofas, placed at a 90-degree right angle.

One of the single sofas is the kind that can be folded down and used as a chaise longue.

Seeing his curious appearance when he just arrived in a strange place, Chen Quan's eyes narrowed slightly, and then he smiled: "Long time no see, you look pretty good."

Du Caige smiled at her: "I have been exercising recently and living a regular life. Teacher Chen Quan, I'm sorry I have no impression of you at all."

This is a woman in her 50s, graceful and calm, with tenderness and sympathy in her eyes, her voice soft and sweet, her movements slow and graceful.

"It's okay, we can get acquainted again slowly." She made a gesture of invitation, and Du Caige sat on the single sofa she pointed to.

Chen Quan sat down on another chair, the two of them were not facing each other directly, but facing each other sideways.

Du Caige knew a little about it before. It is said that the seats in the consultation room are arranged like this, so that there is no sense of tit-for-tat during the consultation process and to reduce the confrontation between the consultant and the visitor.

"Let's start now?" Du Caige shrank in the sofa, leaned comfortably on the back of the sofa, and twisted uneasily.

"If you don't think you're ready, you don't have to be in such a hurry," Chen Quan pointed to the water glass on the table gently, "I just poured the mineral water for you from the supermarket and boiled it. Maybe you don't remember. Well, I don't serve other drinks here."

"It's good to have mineral water." Du Caige took a sip from the water glass and put it down.

After a while of silence, Chen Quan said, "You look tired. Have you been busy in the afternoon?"

"Well," Du Caige said, "I've been very busy recently."

"Would you like to talk?"

Du Caige was a little surprised: "Talk about this?"

"Talking about your daily life may help you relax." Chen Quan smiled softly and understandingly.

"emmm... Okay, I have a book to be published, called "Zhu Xian", I don't know if you have heard of it."

Chen Quan nodded: "Well, I know this book, please continue."

"In the afternoon, I was discussing with Xinya Publishing House to do the final revision. Today they will finalize the manuscript, the cover has been designed, and the preface has been written by someone, and it will be delivered for printing in two days. It is expected to be in May. The sales started in the mid-to-late period. We were talking about this all afternoon, and then they also wanted to publish another book of mine, "Ghost Blowing the Lamp", and preorder a new book of mine.

"By the way, Mr. Chen Quan, did you know that Xinya Publishing House belongs to Zhizhen Culture, and Zhizhen Culture used to be my company?"

"I know," Chen Quan nodded with a smile, "I also know that you gave your daughter the Prestige Culture."

"I...I...I...my daughter...daughter?" Du Caige suddenly stuttered.

He was a little suspicious that he had just had a hallucination.

"Yes, your daughter, you forgot that you have a daughter? Your amnesia is very serious." Chen Quan also seemed a little surprised.

"My own daughter?"

"Yes."

After a moment of silence, Du Caige asked, "So, I'm actually married? I'm just in a hidden marriage? Or I was briefly married and then divorced?"

"No, I'm pretty sure that you haven't been unmarried, you're still single. As for who your daughter's mother is, you said you didn't tell me because it involved other people's privacy. Of course, I actually had a guess.

"

Without her guessing, Du Caige can guess it himself.

The ultimate culture.

Zhen.

If the mother of the child is not that President Yan, Du Caige will eat the water glass.

"How old is my daughter?" Before he knew it, Du Caige had straightened up, not leaning on the sofa.

"As far as I know, it should be 6 years old. If you count the time, you should go to primary school this year."

Du Caige lowered his head, not knowing what to say.

The news shocked him too much.

Hi Daddy, who can stand this?

He needs to digest.

Although he knew intellectually, Chen Quan had no reason to lie to him.

But I still don't feel real about this, I always feel like I'm listening to other people's stories.

Thinking about it carefully, I wondered if Chen Quan had colluded with someone to trick him.

After a while, Du Caige came back to his senses, and at the same time he was sincerely glad that he had come over.

Otherwise, if I ran into my daughter on the street in the future, and the daughter hugged her thigh and called her father, but I didn't recognize her, how much damage would it do to her?

"What else should I know, but have forgotten?" Du Caige said with a wry smile.

"I can't show you my counseling records," Chen Quan said softly, "but I had thought in advance that you might want to know about your past. So I sorted out the counseling records, and put together some of the ones you have described yourself. It's all put together and printed out. Remember to take it with you when you leave."

"Thank you so much, Teacher Chen Quan!" Du Caige felt so lucky to have met such a caring consultant.

"You're welcome, this is what I should do," Chen Quan showed a considerate and considerate smile, "Then apart from looking for lost memories, is there anything else you want to talk about when you came here today?"

Du Caige thought about it and said frankly: "I don't think I have any psychological problems. Although I am tired now, I am very happy every day. I just want to know about my past, so as not to be embarrassed when I meet someone I know but I don't recognize it. People who are supposed to be wary don’t know how to be wary. Also, I really want to know what kind of person I was in the past and what mistakes I made, so that I can avoid making the same mistakes in the future.”

It took a while for Chen Quan to speak: "There is something I need to confess. It stands to reason that as a consultant, you should not be curious about the client's situation. According to my training, to be a qualified listener, do A mirror is fine."

"But I'm really curious about your situation. With such severe amnesia as you described, you can't remember the past at all. I'm afraid there are only a few cases in the world, which belong to a very special condition."

"And with such severe amnesia, it's either a very serious psychological trauma or a serious trauma. It's hard for me to imagine what caused your amnesia."

Du Caige's mouth twitched.

Seeing that he didn't mean to speak, Chen Quan continued: "You said that you did a detailed examination in the hospital, and there was no brain disease, right?"

Du Caige nodded: "Yes."

"Since the pathological factors have been ruled out, then I personally think that your amnesia is more psychogenic. Such psychogenic amnesia can usually be recovered slowly. In the past few months, you have Didn't get some memories back?"

Du Caige didn't hide it: "When I dreamed a few times, I dreamed about the past. I went to verify it, and it really happened. I relived it as if I was there, and the details are very clear."

"The details are clear? How clear is it?"

"It's very clear, I remember the smell of wine, the smell, the light, the patterns and folds on the clothes, the decoration in the room, and the expressions, tone, and tone of everyone around me. It's like watching a video. "

Chen Quan glanced at him in surprise, "Is your memory particularly good now?"

There is no need to hide this. "That's right."

"emmmm..." After pondering for a moment, Chen Quan said, "We are often very vague about the environment in our memory. We can only remember the most prominent and critical points, and it is usually impossible to remember so many details."

"For example, if you judge according to my common sense, on the one hand, you may remember a certain accessory on the dress of a woman you like at a certain time, and a smile on the corner of her mouth. But on the other hand, you will not remember her at that time. Wearing a skirt or trousers, not remembering the other person standing next to her, you'd even forget that your best buddy was actually in that scene."

"No, I remember it all."

"I believe in you. Your situation should already belong to super memory, or camera memory, which is also a very special situation with only a few cases in the world."

Du Caige couldn't help but want to smile bitterly: "Have you got the camera memory of amnesia?" Of course, he does have the ability to remember it now, and Chen Quan is right.

Chen Quan explained with a smile: "This is not contradictory. I said it before. I personally think that your amnesia may be due to psychogenic nature, and you chose not to remember it yourself."

"I didn't choose to forget." Du Caige muttered.

I just transmigrated and did not successfully inherit the memory of the original owner...

Of course, now it seems that the original owner's memories are actually stored in his brain, I just need to find a suitable way to extract them.

"Then are you willing to tell me, what memories have you found so far?"

Du Caige thought for a while, and felt that there was nothing he couldn't see, so he said generously: "A conversation with my father, a small matter of getting along with my parents at home, and some experiences when I first met Duan Xiaochen."

"It's not surprising, they are all important people to you. Why do you think you can retrieve these memories?" Chen Quan commented with a smile.

"These times, almost all of them are thinking about it every day and dreaming at night."

"That's normal too. So follow it step by step, and over time you'll remember more and more."

"But I want to retrieve my memory as soon as possible," Du Caige said. "Apart from the information you gave me, is there any other way? For example, I heard that hypnotism can help people retrieve their memories. You can do hypnotism. Bar?"