I have a Magical Door [MTL]

Ch 49

Chapter 49

 "Sorry." 

The foreign kid on the bicycle apologized and slipped away on his bike.

Someone passes by, someone leaves.

All the voices around him didn't seem to have anything to do with him, and only Yan Tingxin was left in this world sitting in Ning Huan's arms, staring at Ning Huan with wide eyes.

This fate is ordinary, like the moment of an idol drama.

She and Ning Huan were so close, they could feel Ning Huan's breathing and feel Ning Huan's body temperature.

Yan Tingxin smelled the shampoo and shower gel on his body, it smelled very good, fresh like the smell of grass.

Ning Huan's eyes are so good-looking, and his skin is not pale and pale, but slightly pale and healthy yellow skin.

Yan Tingxin's heart was pounding.

"I'm sorry. I got up right away.

Yan Tingxin hurriedly wanted to stand up, but Ning Huan grabbed her with his long hand and imprisoned her in his arms.

Yan Tingxin: "!!

Ning Huan's voice was a little astringent: "Wait, don't get up yet."

This posture was too intimate, Yan Tingxin's face flushed instantly, his eyes didn't dare to look at him, he lowered his head, and stammered a little when he spoke: "You, what are you doing?"

"I feel it.

Yan Tingxin raised his head: "Huh? "

My legs.

Yan Tingxin blinked in bewilderment: "Did I press your leg?" You let go, let me get up first.

"It's not. "Ning Huan's hand didn't let go at all." I feel the weight of you sitting on me.

"Isn't it? Yan Tingxin's face was wrinkled: "I've obviously lost weight."

Then Yan Tingxin suddenly understood as he spoke, repeating what Ning Huan had just said: "You seem to feel the weight of me sitting on you?" "

His legs, feeling her weight.

Yan Tingxin looked at Ning Huan's eyes and asked cautiously, "Didn't you feel it before?"

Ning Huan's eyes were a little tender and pitiful, and he shook his head.

Yan Tingxin blinked: "So perhaps, it's a good thing now?"

Ning Huan's hand circled him: "It seems that I have a little awareness."

Yan Tingxin's watery eyes widened, happy for Ning Huan.

"Anything else?

Ning Huan shook his head.

Yan Tingxin said: "It's okay. With awareness, you will get better.
Although
Ning Huan was not as optimistic as her, he was also infected by her smile.

The pain in his leg after waking up from a dream last time still doesn't know if it's a phantom pain or a real feeling.

This time Yan Tingxin sat in his arms, which made him feel a little real.

"Do you think I'm heavy? "

Very light.

Yan Tingxin kept asking him how he felt, and even poked Ning Huan's leg with his hand: "Do you feel it here?"

Ning Huan grabbed her fingertips with his other hand: "Don't touch it."

Yan Tingxin instantly became well-behaved, and honestly sat on his lap for a while.

As time passed, Yan Tingxin continued to sit on his lap and stood up, should he continue to feel aware? But if a normal person sits with another person for so long, his legs will be numb, not to mention that his legs are inconvenient.

Now that you have awareness, it's no different from going home and hugging her to hug her.

She began to struggle again.

Ning Huan said, "Are you leaving?"

Yan Tingxin blinked.

Ning Huan: "It's almost time for you to go home every day."

Ning Huan let go of the two hands that grabbed her fingertips and circled her waist.

Yan Tingxin stood up from his arms, still relieved before leaving: "Now that I stand up, do you still feel it?" Did I sit on your leg numbly?

"I don't feel it anymore.

Yan Tingxin remembered the TV series he had watched before, for example, as long as a vegetative person moves his fingers, it means that he is going to get better, although he has also seen the rumors refuted, in a vegetative state, his fingers and eyeballs occasionally move, and it is normal to turn around, it does not mean that he will definitely return to consciousness.

But Yan Tingxin still firmly believed that it was good news that Ning Huan felt her weight.

......

A week later.

Hospitals, doctors' offices.

Wang Yuanxi told Yan Tingxin a good news: "Miss Yan, thank you for your help during this time, Dr. Sun said that Ning Huan's recent condition is getting better and better, I think, we are about to cure him."

Yan Tingxin: "That's great."

Wang Yuanxi thought: "The cold winter is coming, and this year Ning Huan may be able to feel the flame of the fireplace, or the warmth of roasting tea around the hearth." "

Thinking of being with Ning Huan in winter, around a stove made of red pottery, lighting a charcoal fire, setting up an iron net, boiling tea, roasting sweet potatoes, and roasting chestnuts on the iron net, the red charcoal fire will roast the sweet sweet potatoes all over the house, Yan Tingxin feels that his whole body is warm, which is really great.

Dr. Sun said: "Ning Huan is now able to face sparks, fire records in videos, and has learned fire escape skills. The bell must be tied to the bell, and it's time for him to face his heart knot directly.

Yan Tingxin: "Doctor Sun, what do you want to do?"
Dr
. Sun sent a message on his mobile phone: "Sir, please come over." As soon as he

finished speaking, a middle-aged man with a very short flat head walked into the office and walked to the side of Mr. Wang and Dr. Sun.

This hairstyle looks like that of a person who has been released from prison, Yan Tingxin squinted his eyes in confusion.

Dr. Sun: "Ning Huan's father is still serving a prison sentence in China, and this gentleman is the stuntman we found.

Yan Tingxin was even more puzzled: "Stuntman? Dr. Sun, what exactly do you want to do?
Dr
. Sun helped his glasses: "I want to do a scenario simulation reproduction."

Yan Tingxin: "Huh?
Dr
. Sun gestured as he spoke:

The simulation recreates the scene that made him afraid.

He was exposed to two fires.

The first fire of childhood is too old to be detailed, and I think it was the first trigger, but not the final trigger.

After all, in order to film, he used to dare to face his fears and learn to control fire.

The most serious trigger should have been that after his biological father was released from prison, he blackmailed him and his mother, and finally set fire to him, broke his legs, and locked him in his room.

So, I asked Ms. Wang to find this actor who played the role of his father.

Yan Tingxin's gaze swayed between Dr. Sun, Wang Yuanxi, and the stuntman: "You mean, you don't want to set the fire again, trap him in the fire, and force him to escape by himself, right?"
Dr
. Sun explained: "No, no, of course it doesn't really set fire, it just pretends to be a re-enactment.

Yan Tingxin was breathing hard: "I don't agree, your treatment method is too radical!" "

Obviously, the treatment methods some time ago were all good and inducements, let him watch the animation of fire escape, watch the video of his previous acting and stir-fry to control the fire through the screen, and contact the Martian ...... He hadn't even touched the lighter, and now he jumped directly to recreate the fire scene, taking too big a step, and she was worried that it would backfire.

Dr. Sun: "It's not radical, it's the strength to give Ning Huan the strength to face the pain."

Yan Tingxin put his palm on his head and became anxious: "Can't you do it little by little, slowly?"
Wang Yuanxi, who
had been quietly listening to Dr. Sun's words, suddenly spoke: "I agree with Dr. Sun's treatment. In the past, my attitude was to take my time, but Huanhuan's illness has not improved, but has become more and more serious. This time, the severe illness was given drastic medicine to cure him from the source.
Dr.
Sun: "In the first three years, his treatment was conservative, and when he was not stimulated, he really didn't have pain and anxiety, but escaping the trauma, escaping the world, would also make him escape from connecting with others, and his defense mechanism would get heavier and heavier, and you also looked at his psychological evaluation last year, and his depressive tendencies would ruin him.

He must really let go of the knot in his heart before he can get out of it.

He had been in the grip of fear, and when he returned to the scene where the trauma occurred, he realized that he could get out of his fears and overcome them, so that he could finally regain a sense of control over his life.

Not only will he no longer be afraid of fire, but he will even be able to get back on his feet.
Yan
Tingxin took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and calmed down.

Dr. Sun: "The treatment I'm talking about is called real-life desensitization and relaxation in time-lapse exposure therapy, and it's a scientific treatment. Many people with PTSD are cured in this way.

Wang Yuanxi took Yan Tingxin's hand: "Miss Yan, I know that you are afraid that Huanhuan will be hurt, and I was also a participant in the fire that year." Last time, I didn't fulfill my duties as a mother, but this time, the scene will be repeated, and I will definitely bring him to overcome his fear of fire and be able to get back on his feet. If he reacts aggressively when there are bad signs, we will stop it.

Looking at Ning Huan's mother's eyes, Yan Tingxin let out a breath, and after a stalemate for a while, he finally accepted their treatment.

"Okay. "

......

According to Dr. Sun's request, Wang Yuanxi relied on her memory to find someone to roughly build the house she lived in three years ago.

Surveillance cameras were installed in the house, so that Dr. Sun and Yan Tingxin could use the surveillance camera to keep an eye on everything that was happening in the simulated scene through the surveillance camera in the other bedroom room.

Things began to 'recur' according to what happened on that day three years ago.

Dr. Sun looked at his watch and said to Wang Yuanxi with a Bluetooth headset, "You can start." "

Wang Yuanxi sat in the 'simulated house' and dialed Ning Huan.

She said in an anxious tone, "Huanhuan, can you come over?" I have encountered a little urgency......"

Wang Yuanxi gave Ning Huan an address: "Come here."

Ning Huan: "??? "

......

The door slowly opened, and on the sofa facing the door, sat a man dressed exactly the same as his father Ning Yuxin, with a flat head and the same tall and strong body.

The lamp in the living room was bright, and he shook his eyes, and he couldn't see the face of the man on the sofa for a while.

"Son. "'Ning Yuxin' on the sofa spoke.

His father, Ning Yuxin, in his twenty-nine-year-old life, only participated in his life before the age of four, and after being released from prison for fraud, he found Wang Yuanxi's home, which caused the tragedy three years ago.

The word 'father' seems to be synonymous, he hasn't seen 'Ning Yuxin' for too long, under the dazzling effect of the super light bulb, 'Ning Yuxin' on the sofa took the lead, shouted 'son', wearing the same clothes three years ago, he has already accepted the setting that the person on the sofa is Ning Yuxin himself.