Chapter 7 Do You Like Me

The messy trunk of the car, the unexpected physical contact, the physiological reaction that should not have occurred... The scene fell into a dead silence for a while. As I was trying to understand this further, a voice appeared out of nowhere.

"Oh, what's the matter?" Li Qiang put down the suitcase in his arms and hurried over to check the situation.

Just in time.

I frowned, backed away, got out of the car, went to the side to sort my clothes, and patted the dust off my body.

"It's okay, I accidentally fell." Ji Chenfeng got back up with Li Qiang's support, and looked at me while answering the other's question.

There was a third person, and it was inconvenient to speak. Besides, Zheng Jieyuan was still waiting for me in the car. After a long time, he would have to talk a lot.

After coming to Japan for a long time, I can always figure out what happened to Ji Chenfeng.

"Then I'll go first, Dr. Ji." His gaze swept across his lower body, which was blocked by a black apron. If I hadn't experienced it myself, I would never have imagined that it would be so vibrant, "Let's get in touch."

I walked away, and when I brushed past Ji Chenfeng, I unexpectedly got a low response from him.

"...get in touch again," he said.

Domestic foreign models are usually rented by domestic model companies from foreign parent companies, and Monica was also at the beginning. Xu Xi selected this freckled girl from a group of models, paid a high security deposit, brought her to China, arranged her work, and was responsible for her accommodation.

But don't know which idiot made a mistake, causing problems with Monica's accommodation, so she could only live with Xu Xi temporarily, which also opened the relationship between the two.

Xu Xi went from being a super clean freak who couldn't see a speck of dust on his desk or a drop of water on the sink, to agreeing with Monica to keep cats, and three in a row. If she hadn't run the company well, I would have wondered if the woman Monica had tricked her.

I once asked Monica out of curiosity how she persuaded Xu Xi to make a decision that was completely contrary to her habits.

Monica held her chin and smiled like an uneasy and kind red fox: "Being a lover will make everything easier and make the impossible possible. Lisa is super addicted to my body."

Be a lover... make the impossible possible.

I wanted to take the initiative, so I approached Ji Chenfeng and had an intersection with him. But to be honest, I don't have much clue as to what to do next. Usually just a glance, those people will come to my side, don't bother, not to mention careful maintenance, this is the first time I know that making friends is such a troublesome thing.

If you can control Ji Chenfeng from other aspects, then everything will become easier...

"Mr. Sang, I'm sorry to keep you waiting. I'm Zhou Jiyu. You can call me Jiyu or Jair."

The palms stretched out in front of me are white and skinny, the nails are neatly trimmed, and with the warm voice, it's easy to make people feel good - people other than me.

Putting down the arm resting on the arm of the sofa, I looked up, not wanting to shake his hand.

"I've been waiting for you for twenty-four minutes."

The gentle man wearing silver-rimmed glasses was stunned for a moment, then withdrew his hand with a smile, with no sign of embarrassment on his face: "Sorry again, I didn't expect you to come earlier."

The appointment was for ten in the morning, and it was true that I arrived early, but so what? With a high treatment fee, can't it be possible to wait for the guests half an hour in advance?

"You should have thought." Leaning back on the sofa, I watched him gloomily.

In the face of my tit-for-tat confrontation, Zhou Jiyu was still very calm: "You don't have to hold such great malice towards me, we are not enemies..."

He took the scoreboard and walked to his desk.

"I'm here to help you, you can trust me."

I have probably heard this sentence seven or eight times, and each time it came out of a different psychiatrist.

Sounds good to say, to help me? Isn't it to collect money to do things and help people relieve disasters?

"Help me with what?" I twitched the corners of my lips, showing a smirk.

The guy dressed like a dog sat down in his office chair and boldly said more boldly than his predecessors: "Cure childhood, correct violence."

A mess of pictures flashed in my mind, pain, hunger, women's curses...

I didn't even bother to maintain a fake smile, and I completely froze. The previous ones could last at least three or four times, but I was so disgusted by just two sentences, and Zhou Jiyu was the first.

Taking out the e-cigarette in my pocket, I got up and walked towards the desk.

"Listen to my father, are you about my age?"

We stood and sat one by one, this time he looked up at me.

"26."

"That's only one year older than me, so it can be considered young and useful."

He smiled, without any humility.

Stopping at my desk and taking an e-cigarette, I looked down at Zhou Jiyu, from his well-cut suit, all the way up to his handsome and stylish hairstyle.

"bump!"

Grabbing the other's hair, he pressed his face hard against the desk.

Zhou Jiyu supported the table with both hands, tried to raise his head, subconsciously wanted to get up, but I pressed it back even harder. Leaning down, he puffed all his cigarettes on his calm face.

"The rent here is very expensive, isn't it? Your suit is not cheap. If you want to maintain these things, you'd better stay out of your business." I tightened my fingers and said coldly, "Investigate me so clearly, the three You should know about the fact that I almost accidentally murdered me a few years ago, right?"

He breathed slightly, and after a long time he spit out two words: "...I know."

"It's not that you will be another psychiatrist. I'm too lazy to change, but you'd better figure out our relationship. If I find you trying to control me again, doing some disgusting psychological tricks, this time I don't dare Guaranteed to fail."

I picked up his head and asked him if he understood.

His glasses were skewed, and his expression was calm, but the camouflaged gentleness and innocence on his face had disappeared.

This is nothing but a rare species of ant. Can ants help me? Simply ridiculous.

"Understood, Mr. Sang."

"Don't call me 'Mr. Sang'."

Zhou Jiyu let out a forbearance from his lips, and changed his tune in a timely manner: "Understood, Young Master Sang."

Satisfied, I let go of him, put the glasses frame back in place, and pretended to straighten his messy hair.

"Let's get along well in the future, Zhou Jiyu." Standing up, this time it was me who extended my hand.

He pursed his lips, hesitated for two seconds, and cautiously raised his hand to shake my hand.

I just held it symbolically and released it. I straightened the placket of my suit and inserted the electronic cigarette into the inner pocket.

"I'm going to leave if I have nothing to do." I picked up the strands of hair that had fallen from the violent movement just now, and turned around and walked towards the door.

He just grabbed the doorknob and remembered the most important thing he forgot.

I turned around and said, "That's right..."

Zhou Jiyu didn't expect that I would kill him with a carbine, so he jumped up from the chair like a rabbit, as if he was afraid that I would suddenly rush over and choke him madly.

"You say."

I am accustomed to his panic, and I don't plan to care about it.

"Prescribe me some sleeping pills, the stronger the medicine, the better."

His eyes flickered slightly, looking a little surprised, but after the battle just now, he has fully understood the incurable "violence" in my bones, and there is no talkative talk that is not afraid of death.

He nodded and said, "Please wait in the VIP lounge for a few minutes, and I'll let the nurse get the medicine for you."

I can't sit for even a minute, I've wasted too much time here.

When I opened the door, I found Tang Bi'an who was playing mobile games in the lounge, and asked him to take the car keys, leaving him alone to wait for the medicine.

"Get the medicine and send it to me. You don't have to send me meals today. I'll take care of it outside." With my back to Tang Bi'an, I hooked the key and waved at him.

At 11:20, I parked my car outside the White Acorn Pet Hospital.

The last time I saw Ji Chenfeng was two days ago. He said "get in touch again", but we haven't had any communication in the past two days, whether online or offline. Even today, Xiao Wangba was discharged from the hospital, it was a message sent to me by the official account of the pet hospital.

Pushing open the glass door, the nurse stuck her head out from the front desk and recognized me at a glance.

"Ah, Dr. Ji explained that I will give you the little turtle when you come." She stood up, picked up a white plastic box from below and placed it on the table.

Glancing at the No. 3 consultation room, there is a piece of glass on the wall facing the gate for light transmission. Although the blinds are drawn, you can faintly see the figures walking inside.

Ji Chenfeng was here today, but he entrusted others to give me the little king. Obviously, he didn't want to face me alone.

Instead of touching the white plastic box, I asked the nurses about their lunch break.

"It should be between 11:30 and 1:00, but in fact, there may be no time to eat when the emergency comes," she said.

When someone pushed the door out of the clinic, Ji Chenfeng took off the mask on his face and instructed the middle-aged woman on the side. The woman held a Chihuahua in a floral dress in her hands, listened carefully to Ji Chenfeng's words, and nodded in agreement.

Chihuahua has been screaming, always maintaining the same frequency and high pitch, making people's brains hurt.

When passing by me, Ji Chenfeng swept to me at the end of his eyes, and he couldn't help but pick up the voice, and then he picked up the woman naturally and sent the woman to the door.

Before leaving, the woman suddenly held Ji Chenfeng's hand and kept saying thank you.

Ji Chenfeng didn't shake the opponent's hand as roughly as he did to me, and he didn't even frown. He accepted it quietly, not enthusiastically, but not eccentric at all.

After the woman left, he walked over to me, but ignored me directly, and said to the nurse at the front desk, "I'm going to eat, so I'll suspend consultation in Clinic No. 3."

The other party nodded and said, "Okay, Doctor Ji."

Ji Chenfeng passed me to go upstairs, I grabbed him and said, "Can I invite you to dinner?"

He turned his head, glanced at the arm I was grasping, and pulled it, but he didn't move, and the displeasure began to appear on his face again. His brows furrowed deeply, and the corners of his mouth drooped.

"No, I brought my own food."

"What happened that night...you have to make it clear? Don't you have something to say to me?"

There were people coming and going in the hospital, and many people were already looking here. The big, curious eyes of the nurse at the front desk blatantly shuttled back and forth between Ji Chenfeng and me.

Perhaps not wanting to attract onlookers, Ji Chenfeng quickly compromised: "I see, you let go first, let's go to the tea restaurant opposite to chat."

Forgive him that he couldn't get away, so I let go of my hand, smiled at him, and made a "please" gesture.

Ji Chenfeng was free, he immediately inserted his hand into his white coat, and quickly opened the door and walked out of the pet hospital.

I followed him step by step, and the two of them crossed the road to a tea restaurant opposite the veterinary hospital.

At noon, the surrounding office workers all came to eat, and there were quite a few people inside. When we entered, there was only a small table in the corner at the end.

The corner is also good, quiet, easy to talk.

I handed the menu to Ji Chenfeng and asked him to order, while I held my chin and looked at him recklessly.

He turned a few pages of the menu, stopped at a certain page, lowered his head and said, "I said it before, don't look at me like that."

Could it be that he is some boudoir lady who can't even be seen by a man? Two days ago, he was cocking his lower body at me, but now he's getting serious again, what a hypocrite.

Thinking like this, I looked away from him and into the distance.

In the position by the window, the child sitting in the baby chair suddenly knocked over the food in front of him, and a loud howl erupted from his chest, causing a crowd of adults to rush into hugs.

The child's solo reverberated throughout the restaurant, and many diners looked at the table with disgust on their faces.

The young mother couldn't help apologizing, picked up the child and walked quickly outside.

Ji Chenfeng didn't look up at the source of the noise from beginning to end, as if it was a common background sound in a restaurant, and it wasn't worth his fuss at all.

"Doctor Ji, it seems that he has a very good tolerance for sounds." I couldn't help saying.

He turned over a page of the menu and asked, "Which voices are you referring to?"

"Puppy bark, kitten bark, human bark..." If I heard these sounds when I was sleepy, I would go crazy.

He didn't answer immediately, but after a while, he said, "If you have experienced the silent world, you will not refuse any kind of voice to come to you."

My eyes fell on the black device he was holding on to the auricle, and I asked again, "Do you like any sound?"

"Um."

The table is already small, and it's even more cramped when two big men who are more than 1.8 meters tall. The top is fine, but the bottom is just enough to make a knee fight with just two moves.

He lifted his calf up and touched Ji Chenfeng's knee. It was obvious to the naked eye that his eyelashes trembled, and the knuckles of his fingers holding the menu protruded a bit.

I laughed: "Doctor Ji, do you like me..."