Consultation indoor.
"How do you feel now?"
"My body still feels uncomfortable: the choking feeling of the throat, the unconscious breathing of the chest, and the tight muscles of hands and feet."
After talking about the past, the fear and pain in her body gradually faded.
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"What kind of emotions do you have now?" he continued to ask.
"I think my rhinitis may worsen, and tomorrow I may be ashamed of the loss of composure just now." She wanted to make the atmosphere a little relaxed, so she smiled and said to him.
"I think we have confused our thoughts and emotions."
He paused, "Emotions are whether you feel happy, nervous, excited, relaxed, etc. now."
She carefully checked her heart and said sincerely and slightly helplessly: "I am very calm now."
Yes, calm. Every time she finished hysteria, she felt a strange calm and numbness.
She once doubted whether she had a second personality: that second self would lose control after experiencing stress trauma, or indulge in the body to express fear and grievance with crying and self-harm. After venting, the first self rein charges the body, cleans up the mess, returns to the track, and feels glad that the second self has not caused any disaster.
"Or, a little curious." She added, "Why is the body still so sensitive to the pain that has long become clichés." She was surprised by the rapid choking sound when talking about the past, but unlike in the past, she was no longer ashamed of choking, she was just worried that choking would hinder the accuracy of her pronunciation.
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She suddenly remembered a funeral she had attended.
In that sad occasion, when she approached the crowd, she thought in her mind: Only in this situation, if you don’t smile, you won’t be criticized or said “It seems like you owe you money.”
It’s a pity that such occasions are too rare, so that the muscles on her face understand when, where and what postures should be used to make others feel comfortable.
"Jiangsu" is the product of my random thoughts and nonsense, and it has no beginning or end, no chapter or no law as the writing characteristics. Its inspiration comes from a group in the movie "The Oath of the Morning Flowers and Nights" - they use weaving cloth instead of words to write stories and history. The author wants to "weave" what he thinks onto the literature cloth, so he made this name.