Chapter 73 Pretending to be crazy and acting stupid

Song Mingxue was the psychiatrist appointed by Shengchuan. Before that, she had more or less knowledge about the Shen family. However, there were too many dirty things going on behind the scenes of rich people, and she had seen too much, so she wasWhen Shengchuan took him upstairs, he was not too surprised to see the scene in front of him.

The room was very dark. Although it was clean, there was an air of decay everywhere. The man's thin figure was huddled on the sofa, and his originally fitted clothes looked a little empty.The side face has clear contours, the ends of the eyes are raised, and there is a faint sharpness. You can see a bit of his original character, but at this time he is just hugging the pillow, clenching and unclenching slightly nervously.

Shen Run was still in the room at this time. When Shengchuan brought the doctor up, he was not seen.

Shengchuan found a stack of medical records that Shen Yu had checked in the hospital from the drawer, handed them to Song Mingxue, and said concisely: "That's what happened after the car accident."

Song Mingxue briefly looked through the medical records: "Does the patient have any abnormal behavior? Self-mutilation or screaming, or cognitive impairment of himself."

Shen Yu had been hiding in his room a while ago and refused to come out, as if he was crazy. But recently he has become much quieter. Apart from occasionally mumbling something nervously and banging his head against the cabinet that night, there was actually nothing wrong with him.Unusual behavior.

Shengchuan: "I used to have it, but it's gotten better recently, but I'm still easily frightened and my memory is confused."

Song Mingxue: "It may be because the brain was hit in the car accident."

In fact, in this case, he should be admitted to the hospital for a detailed examination first, but Shengchuan couldn't take Shen Yu away from under Shen Run's nose now. Being able to invite Song Mingxue over was already under great pressure.

When Shengchuan saw that Song Mingxue was looking at the medical records without speaking, he asked aloud: "Is it serious? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

Song Mingxue shook her head: "Physical diseases are easy to cure, but psychological diseases are difficult to cure. Let me tell you the truth. In fact, going to the hospital does not have much effect. At best, some mood-stabilizing drugs can be prescribed, but the disease cannot be cured."

Song Mingxue is a graceful beauty with a gentle voice that can easily disarm people. She put the medical records aside, then walked to the sofa and leaned over, trying to keep her eye level with Shen Yu.

Song Mingxue's voice was soft and her shoulder-length hair fell on her light beige coat. She looked very gentle: "It's a bit dark in here. Do you mind if I open the curtains?"

Shen Yu lowered his head and ignored her. Song Mingxue took it as acquiescence, got up and walked to the window, opening the curtain a little, but the distance was so small that it could only accommodate a ray of sunlight.

After she finished all this, she sat down gently opposite Shen Yu, then took out a handful of colorful transparent fruit candies from her pocket and smiled: "Choose the flavor you like, okay?"

Chen Yu finally made a move, but he got off the sofa and hid directly behind Shengchuan, with a sense of resistance all over his body: "Bad woman...Bad woman..."

Shengchuan: "She is the doctor who treats you."

After speaking, he patted his shoulder and gave him a slight push: "Go and choose one."

Song Mingxue handed the candies to him at the right time. Shen Yu had no choice but to stretch out his hand hesitantly, took two orange-flavored candies, then clenched them in his hand, gave one to Shengchuan, and whispered: "Ah Chuan.One piece, one piece for me..."

Shengchuan lowered his eyes and looked at the candy that appeared out of thin air in his palm, seeming to be stunned.

Song Mingxue took this scene into consideration and said with a smile: "He seems to like you very much."

Shengchuan raised his eyes: "Really?"

Song Mingxue looked at Shen Yu: "Are you willing to give me this candy?"

Chen Yu shook his head vigorously, turned sideways, and hid the candy in his hand: "No..."

Song Mingxue pointed at Shengchuan again: "If he wants to eat two candies, are you willing to give them to him?"

Chen Yu paused when he heard the words, and subconsciously looked at Shengchuan, but saw that the latter did not respond. He seemed to acquiesce to Song Mingxue's words. He hesitated for a moment, and then slowly placed the candy in his hand into Shengchuan's palm: "Here.Ah Chuan… give it all to Ah Chuan…”

Shen Yu had no sugar, so he bit his sleeve unconsciously and looked at him eagerly.

Song Mingxue seemed to prove her point: "Patients in the period of mental confusion generally have a strong desire for exclusivity. Only people they like can make them share their things."

Finally, he concluded: "He quite likes you."

Shengchuan raised his eyebrows slightly, not commenting on this. He glanced at the two candies in his palm, then tore open the packaging bag of one of them and fed it into Shen Yu's mouth, while he ate the other one, with sweet and sour juice.The taste spreads on the tip of the tongue, and then slowly turned into sweetness.

It's the orange flavor he likes...

Later, Song Mingxue asked Shen Yu some questions, but the latter shook his head most of the time. He remembered his father and Shengchuan, but he seemed to have forgotten the ins and outs of the car accident.

Song Mingxue thoughtfully said: "He doesn't look like a mental illness, but more like a psychological disorder."

Shengchuan probably understood a little bit: "...Should we change to a psychiatrist?"

Song Mingxue said calmly: "It doesn't matter, there is no need to change. I have taken psychology courses before."

That's pretty versatile.

Shengchuan paused: "Then how should his disease be treated?"

What he actually wanted to say was that when Song Mingxue was about to be cured, it would be best to tell him a few days in advance so that he could pack up and run away.

Song Mingxue shook her head: "I have to go back and make a plan to determine the subsequent treatment method."

After going back and forth all morning, the condition was almost understood. Shengchuan stood up and sent Song Mingxue out of the room. Who would have thought that when he went downstairs, he bumped into Shen Run.

It's a narrow road, Shengchuan thought as he lazily leaned on the handrail of the stairs.

It was strange for everyone to have a strange woman appear in the house out of thin air, not to mention that Shen Run always felt that Shengchuan was playing tricks behind his back. He narrowed his eyes slightly, looked Song Mingxue up and down, and deliberately asked out loud: "Who is this...?"

Shen Run has always been pretty good at pretending in front of outsiders.

When Song Mingxue heard this and was about to speak, Shengchuan said, "Ayu's friend knows that he is sick, so come and take a look."

After saying that, he glanced at Song Mingxue without leaving any trace, signaling Song Mingxue to leave first. The latter understood and smiled: "I won't disturb you anymore. I'll take my leave first."

Shen Run has been very anxious recently, for no reason. After all, Shen Yu has been a thorn in his side, but Mr. Shen just died not long ago. If Shen Yu gets into trouble again, he will definitely be targeted by the police, so he can only suppress it.The action remains unchanged.

Seeing Song Mingxue leave, the hypocritical smile on Shen Run's face faded little by little. He stared at Shengchuan coldly and threatened word by word: "I don't care what tricks you want to play behind your back, but please remember it clearly.Don’t touch what you shouldn’t touch, or you may burn yourself by playing with fire.”

How could Shengchuan think about how to frame him for murder like he did in his previous life?Falling into the same trap once is fine, falling twice is stupid: "Really, then I want to see who the fire will burn."

Shengchuan looked at Shen Run now, as if he were looking at a dead person. He had already been checked out, and he threatened others arrogantly. What was the difference between Shen Run and a clown? He was too lazy to continue arguing with him, and he seemed to be smiling but not smiling.Turned around and went upstairs.

Shen Run's face was extremely ugly. When he returned to his room, he received another call from his biological mother, and his mood was extremely bad.

Jiang Yueqing seemed to be quite familiar with this kind of thing: "Ah Run, Mom's money is a little tight recently, please come over with some money. I have taken a fancy to a bag, but it is a limited edition. I have to book it in advance in Paris. YouHurry up, you won’t be able to book if you’re late.”

The woman's leech-like behavior made Shen Run clenched his fists. He took a deep breath and managed to maintain his calmness: "Didn't I just give you one million last month? How come it was spent so quickly?"

It's okay not to say it, but Jiang Yueqing's tone became irritated when she said it: "You also said, it's not all your fault, and you insisted that I find that woman from the Tian family to set up a matchmaking relationship. Now I have been blackmailed by her, and she comes to me every now and then to ask for money, noShe just cried and said that her man died miserably and that she wanted to call the police. In addition, her daughter had recently undergone surgery, so I put another two hundred thousand into it. I can’t help spending money like this even if I have gold and silver.”

When Shen Run heard this, he kicked the chair at his feet far away, as if he had been stabbed in a sore spot: "Blame me? If you hadn't brought that wild man to me to ask for money, would the old man find out that I am not your biological child? IDo you still need to try every means to make him die? You are the cause of all the trouble, and you still have the nerve to blame me now?!"

He banged the table at the other end, and Jiang Yueqing was also frightened, and hesitantly said: "What a wild man, don't speak so harshly, he is your biological father after all, you can comfortably be the eldest son of the Shen family.", you can't watch your parents not even having food to eat outside, you really can't do it, you try to shut up that woman, she completely took me as a scapegoat, and took money after money, and I took all the money from the bottom of the box.Out."

The words are nothing more than crying for poverty.

Shen Run's chest heaved up and down when he heard this, and he was still angry: "Shut her up? What you said is simple, are the police all fools?! Last time the old man had a car accident, I was investigated for more than half a month. This time I don't care what you do.Whatever you can do, you must clean up your tail for me, otherwise you will be waiting to go to jail with me!"

After saying that, he hung up the phone and threw the phone on the table with a bang, not realizing that he had already been thoroughly investigated by Shengchuan.

At the same time, Song Mingxue also formulated a preliminary treatment plan. It didn't take long before he contacted Shengchuan and asked him to take Shen Yu out and meet him in a nearby park.

Shengchuan... Shengchuan is not a doctor anyway. Song Mingxue said so, so he had no choice but to do this. Shen Run happened to go to the company, so he drove Shen Yu out. The latter seemed to adapt well, neither noisy nor fussy, just lying there.Looking out of the car window, I looked at the rapidly retreating green plants outside.

Song Mingxue was sitting on a stone bench by the side of the park waiting for them, with a blue folder beside her. Shengchuan parked the car and pulled Shen Yu over: "Doctor Song."

Seeing them coming, Song Mingxue stood up with a smile: "You are here."

To be honest, Shengchuan had never seen a doctor treat patients in a park: "Are you going to your clinic or just here?"

Song Mingxue actually always felt that Shen Yu's condition was a bit strange. He was not as crazy and trance-like as other mental patients. He also recognized everyone he should recognize, but he just couldn't remember things. Apart from that, no other problems were found so far.: "Let's go outside. In fact, it's good for him to come out and take a breath of fresh air occasionally. Staying in a cramped environment for a long time is not good."

Shen Yu was wearing casual clothes and a black baseball cap. He hid behind Shengchuan and didn't move. He looked like a normal person. I don't know if it was because there were passers-by watching in public. He didn't even bite his sleeves anymore.Under the shadow of the brim of his hat, his brow furrowed slightly for a moment.

Seeing this, Song Mingxue was thoughtful and smiled: "Mr. Shen's illness may be milder than I thought, and he may be cured soon."

Shengchuan didn't know how she came to this conclusion. After hearing this, she subconsciously looked at Shen Yu, but the latter just lowered his head, muttered in a low voice, and counted the ants on the roadside.

Song Mingxue said: "Mr. Shen may not remember the past clearly. I personally suggest trying to help him recover his memory first. Is there any place you often go to, or a place that has a profound memory?"

Shengchuan raised his eyebrows slightly: "Why does it have to be a place where he and I often go?"

Song Mingxue looked at him: "As far as I know, the only person Mr. Shen is close to now seems to be you? Then of course he will need your help for subsequent treatment."

Even when I think about it now, it still makes me sad. Suddenly, only Shen Yu was left in the huge Shen family. Things are different and people are different.

Shengchuan used to think that being poor was the most terrible thing, but now it seems that he would not be very happy if he had money. He casually pressed the gloomy brim of his hat: "There is a Western restaurant where we often go."

Then go to a luxury hotel to have sex, but Shengchuan didn't say anything about the second half of the sentence. It shouldn't be of any use in restoring memory?

Song Mingxue looked at the time: "It's already afternoon. I just didn't have lunch, so let's go have a meal."

She was responsible for recording and observing Shen Yu's situation, and told Shengchuan not to worry about her and just be a transparent person.

Shengchuan had no choice but to drive them to that western restaurant, well, it was the one that Shen Yu found unpalatable, but Shengchuan thought the taste was okay, so he went over and asked for a private box, and then sat down to order.

Shen Yu and Shengchuan sat next to each other. He fiddled with the knives and forks on the table, and then folded the napkins. He always liked to do some weird things. Shengchuan handed the menu to Song Mingxue: "Lady first, please order..”

Song Mingxue did not refuse: "You are quite a gentleman."

To be honest, Shengchuan's appearance is very deceiving, but perhaps out of female intuition, she always feels that the other person is not as harmless as he seems on the surface.

They all ordered their own meals. Shen Yu directly ordered Shengchuan's portion. The main meal took some time. The first ones to come were fruit salad and dessert. Shengchuan reached out and moved the matcha cake to Shen Yu and lazily poured it in.The back of the chair, enjoying the peaceful atmosphere of the restaurant: "Let's eat."

Chen Yu played with the fork for a while longer before starting to eat clumsily. Song Mingxue had a tablet in her hand and was quickly recording something with a touch screen pen: "Has he always been like this?"

Shengchuan crossed his legs and rubbed his chin: "What do you mean?"

Song Mingxue asked: "What was his previous personality like?"

Hearing this, Shengchuan glanced sideways at Shen Yu and saw that the other party was engrossed in eating cake. After thinking for a moment, he told the truth: "I have a bad temper, I like to put on airs, I have all the troubles of a young man, and I have a lot to do..."

Before he finished speaking, Shen Yu suddenly poked the cake hard, and a piece of cream crumbs coated with matcha powder splashed directly onto Shengchuan's suit jacket, which looked very eye-catching.

Shengchuan calmly wiped it with paper: "Look, his temper was as bad as it is now."

Song Mingxue glanced at Shen Yu without any trace. The latter lowered his head and couldn't see his expression clearly, but the hand holding the fork was slightly green. He poked the piece of cake as if to vent his anger, and the neat triangular cuts suddenly changed.Got to be a mess.

Song Mingxue seemed to find the matter interesting: "Well... aren't there any other advantages?"

advantage?

Does money count?

Shengchuan took a sip of lemonade, and a hint of poisonous tongue appeared under his elegant skin. He raised his eyebrows uncertainly and said, "Maybe."

Song Mingxue: "For example?"

Shengchuan thought about it carefully: "It's quite simple." Still childish.

This word is very subtle and can be praised or criticized. This is probably the first time that he has blatantly insulted Chen Yu. After saying it, the corners of his lips curled up slightly, with such a mischievous meaning.

Chen Yu ate the punctured cake on the plate bit by bit. For some reason, the hand holding the fork was shaking a little, but when Shengchuan looked at him sideways, he still looked confused, with cream still on his lips..

Shengchuan rubbed his lips with his fingertips, then wiped them clean with a paper towel. When the steak was served, he cut it into small pieces and put it on his plate. Accompanied by the melodious and soothing piano music, the tense nerves in his brainAlso relaxed a little bit.

Shengchuan has always felt that eating is a very enjoyable thing, but eating with Shen Yu is not a pleasant thing. No matter how top-notch ingredients or top-notch chefs are, this young master can always pick out a bunch of things that are not to his liking.The place is more difficult to serve than the emperor.

Today was an exception. It was rare for Shengchuan to have a quiet meal, and his mood improved a lot.

Song Mingxue stopped recording and saw Chen Yu drinking a fruit drink, so she asked him softly: "Do you still remember that you have been here before?"

Chen Yu shook his head first, and then nodded again for some reason.

Song Mingxue asked again: "Do you remember who you came with?"

Chen Yu held the cup and took a sip of strawberry brûlée, then whispered: "Achuan..."

Song Mingxue asked: "Do you remember everything about him?"

Shen Yu said nothing.

Song Mingxue probably felt that this question was a bit broad, so she broke it down into details and asked, "Where did you and him first meet?"

The Shen family's cocktail party.

Before Shen Yu could answer, the answer came to Shengchuan's mind automatically. He was taken in privately by Shen Run. It was the first time he saw such a large villa and manor. He couldn't even walk, let alone talk to Shen Yu.The other person's temperament is flamboyant and domineering. At first glance, he looks like the kind of noble man who was raised with pearls. Ordinary things are hard for him to catch.

Chen Yu picked at the tablecloth: "In my home..."

Song Mingxue asked like a friend chatting: "You guys got together later, right?"

Shen Yu nodded, Shengchuan propped his chin, wondering what he was thinking.

Song Mingxue continued to ask questions without leaving a trace, and answered all the questions in a gloomy and intermittent manner, including Shengchuan's favorite reading, his favorite food, and the places he liked to go. It was not until the eve of the car accident that the memory chain appeared.There was a brief blank.

Song Mingxue finally looked at Shengchuan and asked him for confirmation: "Is there any deviation?"

Shengchuan probably didn't expect that Shen Yu could remember all his preferences. After a moment of pause, he let out an inaudible hum and adjusted his sitting posture uncomfortably.

Song Mingxue thought that the root cause was the car accident, but she mentioned it rashly and was worried that it would stimulate Shen Yu too much. She entered something into the folder on the tablet, looked at Shen Yu and asked, "Who do you like best?"

Shen Yu said: "Dad..."

Song Mingxue also lost her father when she was young. After hearing this, she paused, came to her senses, and asked again: "Apart from dad?"

After being depressed for a long time, he finally said two words: "Achuan..."

When Song Mingxue saw that Shengchuan was not looking this way, she vaguely felt that the way they got along was a bit strange: "Then does Achuan like you?"

Unexpectedly, Shen Yu shook his head, leaned on the table and said, "I don't like it..."

Shengchuan looked over.

Song Mingxue's voice softened: "Then who does he like?"

Shen Yu whispered one word: "Money."

As soon as he finished speaking, Shengchuan's figure paused.

The piano music in the restaurant was still melodious and soothing, but the atmosphere was not as relaxed as before. Shengchuan subconsciously looked at Shen Yu and then at Song Mingxue, feeling that the other person was looking at him like a scumbag.

Shengchuan should have smiled and rubbed his gloomy head at this time and said he was joking, but for some reason, he didn't say a word for a long time. It felt like a stone was suddenly thrown into his heart, and he couldn't calm down for a long time. He never said a word.I've had such a weird feeling.

In the second half of the process, no one spoke anymore, and Song Mingxue was sensible enough not to ask any more questions. She still said the same thing. She still felt that Shen Yu's condition was quite strange. She had never encountered such a case before: "If you have time,I think I still need to go to my clinic for some private treatment."

The implication is that Shengchuan does not need to be present when the time comes.

Shengchuan frowned slightly: "Why?"

Song Mingxue said: "I don't think Mr. Shen's mental problems are serious at the moment. On the contrary, the psychological disorder is somewhat serious. As you know, psychology is generally a very private matter, and treatment does not require too many people."

Shengchuan could only agree. He glanced at the darkening sky outside through the floor-to-ceiling windows, then set a time for the next consultation with Song Mingxue, and left with depression.

There was a star-rated hotel nearby. Shengchuan didn't go back to Shen's house at all. Instead, he got a double deluxe suite, so as not to bump into Shen Run and have to look at his bastard face again.

Just now in the restaurant, it was inconvenient to ask some things in front of Song Mingxue. Now in the luxuriously decorated room, there was only one person pretending to be confused and another person pretending to understand.

The white sheets were covered with rose petals in the shape of a heart. Shen Yu lay on it, counting each piece. It wasn't until the position next to him suddenly collapsed that he raised his head and took a look.

Shengchuan looked at him quietly, his emotions in his brown pupils unclear: "Who told you that I like reading?"

Chen Yu bit his sleeve and shook his head in a low voice: "I don't know..."

Shengchuan: "Who told you that I like to eat oranges?"

Shen Yu shook his head vigorously, and then crawled into the bed, as if he wanted to avoid him: "I don't know..."

Shengchuan grabbed his ankle and dragged the man back with a little force, letting Shen Yu struggle and roll, and asked in a low voice: "Who told you that I like money?"

Chen Yu could only shake his head, kicking his legs and trying to shake off his hand, but the hand was motionless and couldn't be shaken off. Shen Yu simply got into the quilt and curled up into a ball.

Shengchuan unconsciously let go...

He always felt that Shen Yu was just a young man who didn't have to worry about anything. He went his own way and never cared about other people's feelings. How could he know his preferences? That was something that even Shengchuan's parents didn't care about.

Shengchuan sat on the edge of the bed and didn't move for a long time. After a while, he slowly reached out and untied his tie, then got up and went to the bathroom to take a shower. Shen Yu seemed to hear some noise, and finally poked his head out of the quilt and glanced at the bathroom door., and then continued to tear off his own roses to play with.

Morikawa didn't bring a change of clothes, so he wore the bathrobe prepared by the hotel. His hair fell wetly on his forehead, his skin was clean, his eyebrows were gentle and elegant, and his temperament was more settled than others.

Seeing him sitting on the edge of the bed, Shen Yu slid out of the bed with a slurp, and then ran to the bay window to look at the night scene of tall buildings with lights outside. He looked focused until his back was suddenly covered by a man with a cool body and the scent of shower gel.His body suddenly froze.

Shengchuan's voice was gentle, but at this time it was low and low, and it was covered with a layer of ambiguity. He squinted as if he was recalling something: "Do you remember what we did last time..."

He only said a few words, and the sounds behind him gradually disappeared.

What can two men do in a hotel? Apart from having sex, of course they have sex. Plus, Shen Yu is born with a bold and sideways personality. The two of them have basically done most of the tricks, on the bed, on the floor, on the sofa...

Oh, and now this location.