I am a Flower Vase in an Infinite World / I Am a Useless flower in an infinite

Chapter 25

On the third night of insomnia, Tang Ning went to the hospital to see a psychologist. He wore a mask and sunglasses, keeping his head low, resembling a child who had done something wrong.

Removing the sunglasses cautiously revealed swollen, reddened eyes. The traces of tears were evident, appearing particularly morbid against his pale complexion.

Soft, soothing music filled the room as the doctor instructed Tang Ning to lie on a reclining chair. With a calming voice, the doctor guided, "Close your eyes, imagine listening to this music, envision yourself walking on a comfortable beach with a blue sky and white clouds."

His voice, distant and empty, melded with the music, gently soothing Tang Ning's tense body. Gradually, his consciousness floated in the vast universe, experiencing a long-lost relaxation.

"Do you have anything you particularly like?"

Tang Ning couldn't help but confess, "Red velvet cake."

"What are your hobbies?"

"Playing games, watching movies, and enjoying good food."

"Have you had any recent dreams?"

The eyes beneath thin eyelids slightly moved, and Tang Ning uttered dreamlike sounds, "Yes."

"What was in the dream?"

"Cake, a movie bus, and dolls." Tears silently slid from the corners of his eyes. Tang Ning's voice, with a hint of sobbing, conveyed seemingly ordinary things but sounded like recounting a terrifying existence, the fear almost shattering his words.

Realizing that delving into sharp details would awaken the patient from hypnosis, the doctor swiftly changed the question, "Who do you most want to see in your dreams?"

Tears surged unconsciously, and through the pale lips, moistened by tears and the blue mask, a name escaped, "Mo Yunchu."

Subconsciously chanting this name, it seemed to be a person considered trustworthy deep within. The doctor asked, "Does he make you feel secure?"

The light blue mask, soaked with tears, turned deep blue, resembling the ebb and flow of sea waves. A weak plea emerged through the drowned person, "He."

"Yes."

The doctor leaned in slowly, breath held, hearing the trembling voice with anxiety:

"The nightmare itself."

This statement was like lightning disturbing the surging sea. Wet lashes suddenly lifted, and the bewildered gaze looked ahead. The soothing music comforted his thoughts, gentle and warm, much like the impression Mo Yunchu left on people.

Why did he think of Mo Yunchu again?

Tang Ning's mind went blank, forgetting what had just happened. He could only see the doctor, who had stared at him, falling from the chair in a near-panicked state. Confused, Tang Ning wanted to help, but the doctor quickly got up, as if fearing physical contact. In the end, Tang Ning, bewildered, took home several boxes of sleep aid medication.

Regardless, the medicine did have some effect, and with its assistance, Tang Ning could finally manage to fall asleep.

In the card game, every ten days marked a cycle, and Tang Ning seemed a bit lost within the circle. The upcoming days didn't seem to hold any significant work, allowing him to relax at home.

During this time, the first thing Tang Ning did was contact a local friend, telling them to come to his place in a while. If he died suddenly from work stress, take the cat away.

This end-of-life bequest alarmed the friend, who immediately wanted to come and check on Tang Ning but was persuaded otherwise.

Afterwards, Tang Ning spent a lot of time on a gaming forum. He aimed to purchase defensive items similar to ancient jade but had difficulty finding them. He also wanted to buy battle card decks, but even the lowest-grade E-level cards were priced exorbitantly at two hundred survival days or two million in real-world currency, an amount he couldn't afford.