Chapter 645 - 619: Analyzing the Sand Table While Admiring Some Long Legs!
Chapter 645: Chapter 619: Analyzing the Sand Table While Admiring Some Long Legs!
Liao Fugui immediately spotted the difference.
“Was this made by a patient with a mood disorder?”
Liao Fugui is an expert in diagnosing mental disorders, and sandplay therapy is his elective course; he could identify such specially arranged sand table at a glance.
“It’s a patient with depression, which is also a type of mood disorder. Fu Gui, have you noticed any issues?” Xiao Qian was planning to discuss this with someone, and it was perfect timing when Liao Fugui arrived.
“This is a female, psychologically immature, socially inept, and has a severe mood disorder. She has problems in relations between genders, and this problem seems to have come from her father.”
“Great minds think alike. A poisonous snake got the place of the father – which is kind of odd.”
“The snake represents many things, perhaps you just had a poisonous snake and she just put it there casually.”
“Not really, I have many types of snakes; she took quite long to choose the snake. I even specifically pointed out to her that it’s a poisonous snake, and she told me that’s precisely what she wants.”
“A poisonous snake symbolizes her father… That’s somewhat unreasonable; did her father beat her up? Was he violent? Or was he… No, that’s impossible, too cruel.” Such occurrences are rather rare domestically.
Liao Fugui walked around the sand table, inspecting every detail carefully without missing anything. He even bent over to look from the bottom up. His legs already looked quite long – too long?!
As Liao Fugui raised his head, his face suddenly turned red.
Yu Liumei, holding a fruit plate, stood at the other end of the sand table. From this bottom-up perspective, the visual effect was even more shocking; her legs were so long…
“Sister-in-law, it’s your friend.” Liumei handed the fruit plate to Liao Fugui and flashed a brilliant smile at him.
“Hello there, I am Yu Liumei.”
“Hello.”
This pair of long legs brought him a major visual impact. Liumei’s skin was a little darker than the average girl, but this made her more memorable. That night, Liao Fugui dreamed about a honey-colored large butterfly which was flying, and suddenly turned into a pair of long legs…
“This is my brother Liao Fugui, his official title is Deputy Chief Physician of Forensic Psychiatry, and this is Ming Lang’s cousin, Yu Liumei.” Xiao Qian formally introduced them.
“Such a young Deputy Chief Forensic Physician? Wow, you must have really high academic qualifications?”
“Not bad…” When it came to a female companion, Liao Fugui got a bit nervous, especially such a pretty one; the length of her legs…
“He has a Doctorate in Forensic Psychiatry.”
“Wow, such a handsome doctor, that’s impressive! I envy you all who are good at school, unlike me, even getting a bachelor’s degree took me so much effort.”
“Don’t say that, um, a great leader once said, those with lower education levels often stand out as talented and ambitious young ones, so you can do it too!” Liao Fugui avoided looking at her long legs and earnestly encouraged her while looking somewhere else.
Xiao Qian rolled her eyes. When would he change this bad habit of reciting quotes? Probably never.
“Truly a scholar, much better than my boyfriend.”
Xiao Qian looked at Yu Liumei in shock, “When did you find a boyfriend?”
“In my second year of University? I forgot, it’s been a few years.”
“I’ve never heard you mention him…” Xiao Qian had always thought that Liumei was single. The important thing is, Liumei had been living with Xiao Qian for so long, but she had never seen Liumei calling or writing a letter to this nonexistent boyfriend.
“I sometimes forget that I have a boyfriend, he works at the borders, we have been together for more than 2 years, and we’ve made less than 10 calls, dated twice, wrote three letters?” Liumei couldn’t remember the exact details, but it was something like that.
“… Are you sure, you are still together?” Xiao Qian was shocked by these numbers.
To be together for 2 years and make less than 10 phone calls was pretty shocking.
“Absolutely, we plan to get married this winter.” Liumei was confused by the surprised expressions on Xiao Qian and Liao Fugui. Had she said something strange?
Xiao Qian swallowed, “you… are getting married?”
“Why not? It’s about time to settle down. If he doesn’t come back from there, I am fine here on my own. Hey, are you guys okay?” Liumei waived in front of Xiao Qian’s eyes. Xiao Qian’s expression was quite funny, as if she was in shock.
“Don’t you think, 2 years and 10 calls, 2 dates, isn’t that a bit too little?” Liao Fugui cautiously hinted, though he knew the sincerity of his words might not be taken seriously.
“Isn’t this normal because all men are busy?” Liumei didn’t feel anything was out of place. She found a boyfriend when she saw everyone in University doing so. At that time, one of the university’s instructors asked her out, she agreed since he was quite handsome, but he was transferred shortly after they got together.
“Even if he is busy, he shouldn’t have just made 10 calls in 2 years, right??” Xiao Qian questioned.
“He told me he was very busy, work was hard.”
“He can’t be busier than my man, can he?” Xiao Qian hadn’t finished her sentence when her phone rang.
It was Yu Minglang. Xiao Qian glanced at Liumei as if to say, see, told you so!
Yu Xiaoqiang was indeed very busy, but as long as he had time, he would definitely give Xiao Qian a call or make time to write letters, saving them to send to her together later on. However, 10 calls in 2 years was astonishing.
What was even more astounding was, Liumei was planning to marry such a man?
Xiao Qian went to the balcony to take the call, leaving Liao Fugui and Yu Liumei alone in the living room, creating a slightly awkward atmosphere.
Yu Liumei initially wanted to chat with Liao Fugui about something, but seeing his serious meditation-like posture, she didn’t know what to say.
This Deputy Chief Forensic Physician with high qualifications was so aloof – this was a misunderstanding on Liumei’s part. It wasn’t him being aloof, but he didn’t know where to look. Liumei was wearing short shorts and a large t-shirt at home, her honey-colored skin was particularly pleasing to the eye. Liao Fugui suspected that her bare legs might even approach one meter in length, they were too long…
“We just had dinner, Fugui came over. Yeah, I’m good…”
Xiao Qian’s voice, chatting intermittently, came from the balcony. Looking at this situation, the call wasn’t going to end in less than ten or twenty minutes. Liumei, afraid of the awkward atmosphere, took the initiative to propose.
“Can this sand table cure everything?”
“Only for certain psychological and mental disorders. The sand table itself has the symbolic meaning of a psychological container. In the theory of sandplay therapy, we believe that everyone has the ability to self-heal mental wounds. The sandplay game is to express inner feelings through visual effects.” Upon hearing her question, Liao Fugui sat up straight immediately.
For some reason, he always felt nervous whenever he saw her, and even had difficulty speaking fluidly.
“Could you show me how?” Liumei found these new things particularly interesting, like Tarot cards – they were so fun.
“Sure, you can use these materials to create any pattern or scene you like. You can do whatever you want.” Fugui was so nervous that he hardly dared to breathe and responded earnestly.