Crazy Psychologist

Before suicide became the focus of everyone's attention, when everyone was still relatively unfamiliar with suicide, everyone was also unfamiliar with suicide intervention hotlines. Few people cared about it, and few people knew about it. But now suicide is taking a certain cultural form on the Internet. With the rapid development of society and society, this trend is probably unavoidable, not only around the sea. According to statistics and predictions from the United Nations Health Organization, suicide is a period of high incidence now and for many years to come.

Precisely because suicide is well known to everyone, the suicide hotline can be publicized and widely understood by everyone. Sometimes I really don’t know if we also publicize suicide when we popularize suicide prevention. I would never have thought of it. People learn to commit suicide because they learn to prevent suicide. "

Mu Chun knew that such troubles did not make much sense, because there are such contradictions in any culture. For example, while preventing crimes, some people will also think of committing crimes.

"But if you don't do it, you just sit there and wait for death, because the number of suicides caused by suicide prevention is far less than the number of suicides caused by other reasons, such as high incidence of depression, poor interpersonal relationships, broken love, unemployment, simply feeling great pressure, and psychotic disorders. Suicidal behavior, etc., are all factors that cause suicide, and we have no excuse for inaction." Chu Xiaofeng said earnestly.

"Yes, I understand." Muchun said.

It was already 8:30 in the evening when I left Chu Xiaofeng’s house. There were only a few people on the road. Because it was too cold, no one wanted to hang out outside. However, the night was extremely clear that day, and it was hard to tell that the recent sea route was still there. In the hazy season.

Muchun crossed the road and walked into a shopping mall.

A blast of warmth hits you, mixed with the scents of a variety of natural and non-natural materials.

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The shopping mall downstairs of Professor Chu's house has been open for five or six years. It was transformed from an old shopping mall, which is commonly known as reopening.

There are many times more people in the mall than on the road. There is a shop selling essential oils right when you enter. Essential oil soaps, essential oil fragrances, and various products are arranged in an orderly manner, which looks very high-end.

Mu Chun stayed at the door for a while, and a girl wearing an avocado-colored dress with skin as white as a hard-boiled egg walked towards Mu Chun.

"Hello, let me introduce our products to you. We are a perfume shop that provides homemade spices. There are only two in Asia. One is in Kuala Lumpur and the other is in Panhai."

The girl said, raising her hand, and at some point, a silver box appeared in her hand. The box was very delicate and revealed a medieval retro atmosphere.

Before Muchun could speak, the girl opened the box and took out a very thin glass tube.

Mu Chun visually determined that the diameter of this pipe was less than three millimeters and its height was about four centimeters. There was a small log plug at the top.

"This is it?" Muchun asked.

"It's perfume. You can smell it and see if you like it. I guess you'll like this smell better." The girl smiled brightly and looked at Mu Chun expectantly.

"Okay, let me smell it."

Muchun took the perfume, opened the cork, and took a whiff.

Later, Muchun's heart skipped a beat. Although the smell was not exactly the same as Xu Dan's, the two might contain a common ingredient.

"Isn't it very comfortable? This perfume has a calming effect. Many therapists recommend our perfume, which is very helpful in healing the soul." The girl continued to say gently.

Healer? It seems that this word has become popular recently. I don’t know where I heard it.

Muchun made a mental note and walked towards the store with the perfume.

The girl didn't speak, but followed Mu Chun a few steps away.

Muchun casually looked at a few bottles of finished perfume and then his eyes were attracted by a laboratory-like operating table.

"What is this?" Muchun turned around and asked.

"Ha, this is perfume making equipment. We will teach customers how to make the perfume they want, and our equipment can help customers accurately control the proportion of top, middle and back notes to ensure the stability of the fragrance." The girl His expression was very professional, and his voice was as sweet as a rose.

Mu Chun spent half an hour watching the girl teach her how to make her own perfume, especially the part about making her own carrier oil. Mu Chun paid special attention to it. The girl said she knew a very popular healer who would put rose petals in it. In the virgin olive oil, cook it slowly over a warm fire, then mix in vitamin E oil to stabilize the oil. Of course, she doesn’t like the fragrance of olive oil, and many customers may not like the taste of olive oil, so she usually It is recommended that guests choose almond oil and grapeseed oil as carrier oils.

This process seems a bit cumbersome, involving many steps and 1-2 weeks of refrigeration. After refrigeration, the petals, herbs and leaves must be filtered.

But the perfume she made was indeed quite special, and Mu Chun guessed that many girls would like it.

"Please tell me, how can I tell whether a perfume is homemade or purchased?" Mu Chun asked.

The girl shook her head and looked a little embarrassed, "This question is hard to answer. Generally speaking, most people use finished perfumes, which are prepared according to a fixed proportion of top, middle and bottom notes, and then add preservatives to stabilize and maintain the perfume. The kind that lasts a long time.

If you want to distinguish, you can probably consider the shelf life of the perfume. Some people don't need the perfume to be stored for a long time, and will add a small amount or even no preservative products. "

The girl tried her best to answer Mu Chun's question. After answering, she took a small round jar and put it in front of Mu Chun. "There is another kind. Some people don't like liquid perfume. We also provide solid perfume here, which is made from melted perfume." Beeswax is used instead of water, melted beeswax is added to the perfume, then the warm mixture is poured into the container, allowed to set and lo and behold, the finished product resembles lip balm.”

"I would like to ask again, is there any way to identify the ingredients of a perfume, or how reliable is it to infer the ingredients from the scent?" Muchun asked again.

"It depends. Internationally renowned perfumers may soon be able to accurately identify the ingredients of perfume, because generally speaking, it is recommended to use three to four main fragrance notes to make a perfume. The steps for blending perfume are generally first Add the base note, then the middle note, and finally the top note. The ideal ratio is 30% top note, 50% mid note, and 20% base note.

A perfumer who is very familiar with fragrance notes will naturally be able to identify the ingredients of perfume.

In addition, there is also the factor of time. "

"Time?" Muchun asked.

"Well, time. Perfume is a mixture of different fragrance notes. When you spray it on the skin, the fragrance will emit fragrance in a certain order.

The first thing people smell is the top note, which is also the easiest part of the perfume to disappear. It usually disappears within 10 to 15 minutes.

Next is the middle note, which comes out after the top note disappears. They are the main components of the perfume and determine the category of the perfume. For example, oriental, woody, fresh or floral.

Finally, there is the base note, which highlights and integrates the middle note, which is the theme scent of the perfume. It is the base scent of perfume and can last up to 4 to 5 hours on the skin. "

4-5 hours?

No, the smell on Xu Dan's body disappeared very quickly. I don't know when she used it. If she used it before coming to the mind and body department, then her perfume disappeared very quickly.

"Sir, is there anything else you need me to introduce to you?"

The girl blinked and looked at Muchun.

Mu Chun shook his head in embarrassment, walked to the finished perfume counter, and chose a perfume called "Plum and Dusk Snow", which was homophonic, and Mu Chun thought of Mu Xiao.

The perfume is packaged in a rectangular glass bottle with a soft pink color.

The clerk said that this perfume is very suitable for independent women. Muchun wanted to cry and laugh at the same time. Finally, after paying 180 yuan, she got into the subway with the perfume in hand.

I got home and took a hot shower. It was already 9:30 in the evening. In the dead of night, Mu Chun poured a cup of hot tea, put the perfume on the desk, opened his notes and started writing today's chapter.

The first book he wants to complete is tentatively titled: What Psychosomatics Know.

This book uses easy-to-understand language to introduce to people aged 10 to 100 what a psychosomatic doctor is, why there is such a doctor, what his daily work includes, and what kind of people can go to a psychosomatic doctor. Where to find a psychosomatic doctor.

This book will not be too long, and looks more like a simple popular science manual. Mu Chun hopes to complete this small book of about 200 pages in two to three months, so that more people can learn about it. There is a basic understanding of psychosomatics.

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Mu Chun has always been accustomed to writing with a pen and then inputting it into the computer. The advantage of this is that firstly, there is no risk of completely losing the manuscript. Secondly, the brain will think slightly differently between handwriting input and keyboard input. Muchun hopes that he can write in two different ways, so as to better avoid omissions and errors.

When I reached about the third page of writing, Muchun's pink children's cell phone rang.

Only Ding Jiajun should know this mobile phone number. Unexpectedly, after leaving it untouched in a drawer for two weeks, this mobile phone still had 80% power.

There is really no one with long standby time.

Mu Chun was a little nervous and looked at the time. It was almost eleven o'clock. At this time, Ding Jiajun suddenly called. Mu Chun began to worry that Ding Jiajun had encountered some problems again.

For example, have you suddenly missed your girlfriend and fallen into depression, or have you suddenly lost your mind and prepared to commit suicide?

Muchun pressed the answer button and said first: "Ajun, I'm here."

"I wish you were here. I'm sorry to bother you so late." Ding Jiajun's voice was dry.

Muchun stood up and walked a few steps beside the desk, trying to stay calm as much as possible.

"I'm writing something. Is there anything going on with Gong Hai?" Mu Chun asked.

Ding Jiajun told Mu Chun that it was not Gong Hai who had something wrong, but something strange happened to him. At first, he thought it was just a customer who came here because of his reputation, but the more he thought about it, the more something was wrong, so he called Mu Chun.

The reason why he used the number of this pink mobile phone was probably because he was affected by a gloomy mood. Of course, this was Mu Chun's guess after hearing what Ding Jiajun said.

Ding Jiajun talked on the other end of the phone for a full ten minutes, saying that a man was suddenly waiting for him at the door of the incineration room. The man had a pale and thin face, and was dressed in black. He looked like a deceased relative or best friend. .

According to Ding Jiajun, this man didn't look like a human being. He seemed to have lost what a human being should look like.

He wore a black top, black trousers, everything from the jacket to the sweater and shirt underneath were all black. He also wore an unfashionable black top hat. The hat was very high and was not in fashion at all.

It seemed that he knew that Ding Jiajun would appear at the door of the incineration room at that time, and also knew which of the people behind the incineration room was Ding Jiajun.

The painter added that he was not a so-called fan. Before meeting, he had only heard that a makeup artist who hand-painted portraits would wait at the door of the incineration room if he had time.

As for what he was waiting for, Mu Chun didn't ask, and Ding Jiajun didn't explain.

Muchun asked Ding Jiajun what the man was looking for. Is it to paint a portrait? Ding Jiajun said yes, painting his own portrait.

"He was convinced that he was dead." Ding Jiajun said tremblingly.

Muchun thought that Ding Jiajun himself had said similar words a few months ago, and at that time he also believed that he was dead.

It's just that at that time, Ding Jiajun's death aura was filled with painful sadness, and that sadness actually increased his aura as a person.

But according to what Ding Jiajun said, this man was really cold, and his eyes were like two black holes. Even Ding Jiajun felt scared when he saw it.

“Many colors I see are brighter than normal people see. I have long accepted this, and I feel that it has brought me more life experience, and it also allows me to feel artistically that I could not before. What I feel, I don’t care if I am a little different from ordinary people. Of course, I can live such a quiet life now because of the help of Dr. Muchun." Ding Jiajun said and thought of himself again.

Then he told Muchun that this man was different. The man Ding Jiajun saw was grayer and less saturated than normal. He was like a black and white photo of standing and walking.

Ding Jiajun’s original words were, “If he hadn’t walked alternately on two legs, I would have believed those stories about seeing black shadows and white shadows floating in the distance after death. They are here. A legendary story about picking up the dead.

Many people report seeing images similar to those in literature and believe that what they see is not an illusion caused by the shadow of a human being, because humans do not float and walk. "

Muchun asked Ding Jiajun what else the man said. Ding Jiajun said that it didn't matter how much money he spent, please help me draw a portrait.

"That's right." Muchun said while holding the phone.