Chapter 31 Dessert

"Mr. Yu, please don't say that about yourself." The doctor opposite sighed, "No matter from which angle you judge, you are very good."

Yu Yifeng raised his brows: "Excellent and not a good person, these two words shouldn't conflict, right?"

His tone was frivolous, but the doctor's attitude remained stable: "You are also very good at being a person, so from the perspective of general values, you are a good person."

"Thank you for your good person card, I think you are also a good person." Yu Yifeng was very kind and received very smoothly.

The doctor looked at his smiling face, but did not relax with him: "Mr. Yu, if you want to maintain your mental and physical condition without relying on drugs, you'd better give me some trust."

"I left the person I liked on such a beautiful weekend and drove all the way to see you - Doctor Qi, isn't that called trust?"

Yu Yifeng looked earnest, but Doctor Qi was unmoved: "If you can express your true feelings and are willing to communicate directly with me, our treatment can be effectively advanced."

Yu Yifeng blinked, as if he didn't understand what he said: "What does Dr. Qi mean by this?"

Dr. Qi looked at him fixedly: "You are very good at disguising your emotions - hiding your true thoughts, showing the attitude you think should be shown, and constantly testing the depth of the other party in this way until you thoroughly understand the other party's feelings. Bottom line."

Ordinary people will be more or less annoyed when analyzed like this, but Yu Yifeng didn't react much, just chuckled: "Doctor Qi is really amazing, you have seen through it all."

Dr. Qi shook his head: "It's not that I'm good, it's because you've been implying me in these few consultations." He looked up at Yu Yifeng, "Although I'm a researcher in psychology, in terms of grasping people's hearts, you have to Better than me."

Yu Yifeng smiled and said, "How can I compare to you, Doctor Qi! I rely on intuition, but I can't compare to an academic like you."

It's just that although his words are polite, people have begun to be a little irritable.

Two days ago, because of family affairs, he had to temporarily leave Chaohai for a trip to Sijiucheng. just arrived at Chaohai this afternoon, and was called here by grandmother for psychological counseling, and has been counseling until now. Yu Yifeng looked at the garden lights that were already lit outside the window, feeling a little depressed: won't be able to see Mu Qing again today.

"Intuition is also a very precious talent." Dr. Qi's voice was soft and easy to relax; but Yu Yifeng looked at his calm face, but his heart became more and more unhappy.

He touched the teacup with beautiful patterns on his hand, and suddenly wanted to raise his hand and splash the half-cold water on Doctor Qi's face.

Dr. Qi watched him rubbing the body of the cup intentionally or unintentionally, and said in time: "You seem a little irritable now, can you tell me the reason for your irritability?"

"Your tea is too unpleasant to drink." Yu Yifeng blurted out, "It doesn't have a fruity fragrance, nor is it sweet, it's very annoying."

Dr. Qi was stunned for a moment, obviously not expecting that the person who was playing Tai Chi with him just now suddenly stopped pretending, but he responded very quickly, and immediately answered: "Then next time you come, I will prepare a fruit for you. Tea."

"The dim sum is also very hard to eat, not sweet."

Dr. Qi said to himself that when he brought you Mont Blanc in the afternoon, didn't you say you hated sweets, but after all, the opposite is his client, and now he has finally opened a hole emotionally, not arguing with him whether it is sweet or not. When: "Okay, what kind of sweets do you like, Mr. Yu? I'll prepare it for you next time."

"I like it..." Yu Yifeng thought for a while, the image of Mu Qing eating sweets appeared in his mind, and he described it according to his impression, "The bottom is a hard biscuit bottom, and the top is a circle. Yes, the brown cream is very sweet like a thread, and there is a chestnut dessert on top."

Isn't that Montblanc!

Although I couldn't help but complain in my heart, Dr. Qi has excellent professional quality and still maintains a good doctor's attitude: "Okay, I will prepare for you next time. But before that, I want to ask you a small question. question."

"what?"

Dr. Qi smiled: "You seem to be not very interested in sweets before, why do you suddenly want to eat sweets today?"

"Because—" Because Mu Qing liked it.

This is not a very difficult thing to talk about, but Yu Yifeng suddenly fell silent.

He never felt that it was impossible to talk about being with anyone before, and he even used to occasionally chat with friends and friends, and he would make a few less solemn jokes; but when it came to Mu Qing, everything was different.

I don't want to tell others about Mu Qing, don't want to hear someone talking about him frivolously, and don't want to share the memories of him and Mu Qing with others, because—Mu Qing belongs to him alone.

Yu Yifeng raised his head, looked at Dr. Qi and smiled: "People's preferences are not a golden rule, they will always change, it's nothing unusual."

"That's it." Dr. Qi smiled, and didn't continue to ask, he looked down at the time, "It's getting late, let's get here first today."

Yu Yifeng had been waiting for this sentence for a long time, and when he heard this, he immediately pushed away the chair and stood up: "Okay, goodbye."

He was about to walk out the door, but Doctor Qi suddenly stopped him: "How about the next consultation in three days? If you feel pressure or resistance to come alone, you can call someone you like, Or a friend you trust to come along."

Yu Yifeng sneered: "Then let him know that I am sick?"

Dr. Qi smiled: "If you don't want to see me, then I and other employees of my studio will not appear in front of you, nor will they observe you and your friends' behavior in any way. You can put it here. As a purely private attraction, how about taking him over to relax?"

Yu Yifeng was noncommittal: "Let's talk later."

Dr. Qi nodded: "Okay, then you can walk slowly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yu Yifeng's figure had disappeared from the door.

Dr. Qi looked at the door that slowly and automatically closed, pondered for a moment, and dialed a familiar number.

The call was quickly connected, and a slightly old but still pleasant female voice came: "Doctor Qi, how is it?"

Dr. Qi organized the language and said, "most of the time he is still resisting me, so there is no progress in treatment; but the good news is that his condition has improved without the intervention of drugs and psychological counseling. already."

"It's getting better!?" There was a hint of surprise in the female voice, and her tone became more relaxed, "I also think he has become more active recently, so I asked him to come to you to confirm. Great, it's not my illusion. That's great!"

Dr. Qi smiled: "Mr. Yu's condition itself is not very serious, and it is in a state of recuperation. If he continues at this pace and assists with conventional treatment, he should be able to recover quickly."

"Well, but don't be too hasty, let this child take it slow."

"Don't worry, I will." Dr. Qi said, "The previous treatment was slow because I had not been able to find a breakthrough. But when I chatted with Mr. Yu today, I seem to have found the reason for his improvement."

"What is it?"

"Specifically, I don't know. However, Mr. Yu and I mentioned a 'favorite person'. Although you told me that he was not very emotional in the past, the attitude of Mr. Yu when he mentioned this person, Obviously different from everyone else."

The voice on the other end of the phone stopped for a moment, and then it rang again: "I see, thank you today."

At the end of the brief exchange, the person on the other side was about to hang up the phone, but Doctor Qi suddenly remembered what happened today, and immediately said, "By the way, there is one more thing."

"what?"

"Mr. Yu said just now that he doesn't like eating tasteless food, and likes sweets, so next time, prepare sweet enough desserts."

"Sweet—sweet—?" The voice on the other end of the phone was obviously hesitant, with a bit of disbelief, "Did he really say that?"

"That's true." Dr. Qi said, "He wanted to eat Mont Blanc by name, but when he prepared it last time, he was very disgusted."

"He actually... well, I'll ask someone to prepare it in advance."

The phone hung up, and the room fell silent.

Dr. Qi glanced at the cold, almost untouched black tea on the table, stood up, and glanced out the window.

On the path full of flowers, Yu Yifeng was concentrating on looking at his mobile phone, letting the dim yellow light fall all over his body.

Doctor Qi retracted his gaze and sighed softly.

I hope that the person who made his state better can maintain the current state all the time, and don't make extra troubles, otherwise, things will be even more out of control.

Mu Qing sent away the noisy Gong Shichen, and was about to clean up the messy living room, but the phone on the table suddenly lit up.

In the middle of the lock screen, a message prompts silently on:

Yu Yifeng: Do you want to go out and play together?