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    Shen Xiucheng didn't say much on the phone, only said that he would take him to the hospital for reexamination.

    Qiao Xi didn't care, and agreed, and the two hung up the phone.

    Although he didn't hear the content, he roughly guessed it from Qiaoxi's answer, so Ke Tang generously asked Qiao Xi to leave work early.

    Qiao Xi ’s work every day is basically serving his boss, and this boss will only lie on the lounge chair to make salted fish.

    So rounding it up, Qiao Xi can be said to be able to leave work after making three cups of coffee.

    He sticks to the store purely because of his professional ethics.

    After a simple cleaning, Qiao Xi changed his clothes and went out.

    Shen Xiucheng said he was coming to pick him up, so Qiao Xi simply waited at the door.

    It happened that he wanted to go to the next door to buy rice rolls, and he could still eat them on the way.

    Shen Xiucheng's speed was very fast, just as Qiao Xi got the rice rolls, he saw Shen Xiucheng's car.

    Qiao Xi hurriedly waved, waited for the car to stop and sat on it.

    Then he opened the package of rice rolls, and the rich aroma of sauce wafted out.

    Shen Xiucheng immediately frowned, he didn't like people eating in his car.

    Not to mention whether it will be sprinkled on the car, leaving some traces of soup, just thinking about it, he feels that it is not enough.

    After painting in the afternoon, Qiao Xi was already hungry, and he was about to eat after breaking his chopsticks.

    "Uncle Shen, you want to eat..." Qiao Xi wanted to ask Shen Xiucheng if he would like to eat, but seeing the knotted brows of the other party, he fell silent again.

    He suddenly remembered that this serious cleanliness patient must have scolded the country in his heart.

    "I'm sorry, I forgot..." Qiao Xi closed the takeaway box silently, his face full of cows.

    Looking at his pitiful appearance, because he couldn't eat, his mouth was so pouted that he could hang a soy sauce bottle.

    Shen Xiucheng pressed the center of his eyebrows, and said helplessly: "It's okay, you can eat."

    "It's okay, I'll eat after getting off the car." Qiao Xi said quickly.

    Obviously wanting to eat so much, can't move eyes, but still have to say that.

    Shen Xiucheng snorted and said, "You can eat as soon as you are told, it doesn't matter where there are so many, eat it quickly, it will be cold when you arrive at the hospital in a while."

    Qiao Xi still feels embarrassed, it's okay if he didn't realize it, he knows all of this, so he can still cause trouble to others like this.

    Seeing that he was so stubborn, Shen Xiucheng gritted his teeth secretly, and sooner or later he would correct this habit of being polite.

    "I want to eat too, I want to eat now." Shen Xiucheng emphasized the need with a heavier tone.

    Knowing that he said that on purpose, Qiao Xi secretly glanced at him, met his gaze, and her ears turned red.

    "Okay..." Qiao Xi was reserved on the surface, but he couldn't wait to open the lunch box.

    In order to repay Shen Xiucheng, he picked up the first piece, put the lid on it and sent it to Shen Xiucheng: "Ah"

    Shen Xiucheng: "..."

    His temples throbbed again, Shen Xiucheng pursed his lips tightly, he had never done such a thing as eating in the car in his life.

    Unclean, unhygienic, and lacking in style, Qiao Xi is challenging his bottom line again and again!

    "Hurry up, it's about to fall!" Seeing that he didn't move, Qiao Xi hurriedly urged.

    The watery eyes looked at the rice rolls from time to time, and at Shen Xiucheng from time to time.

    Shen Xiucheng watched helplessly as a drop of sauce slipped from the chopsticks, passing through the cover that didn't have the slightest support function, and dripped onto his beige armchair.

    A black piece, especially dazzling.

    Shen Xiucheng: "..."

    "I'm really going to drop it! My hands are so sore!!" Qiao Xi exclaimed, and the chopsticks visibly shook.

    Shen Xiucheng quickly lowered his noble head, and ate the rice rolls that were brought to his mouth in one gulp.

    Qiao Xi suddenly smiled and rolled his eyes.

    She retracted her upper body happily, picked up the second piece and stuffed it into her mouth, sighing: "Wow, it's really delicious. Every time I eat it, I feel like I want to eat it next time."

    Looking at the shining chopsticks, Shen Xiucheng's Adam's apple rolled up and down.

    Is this... indirect kissing?

    If it weren't for the intoxicated look on Qiao Xi's face, Shen Xiucheng would have thought it was a child trying to seduce him again.

    In such an atmosphere where you feed me, the car sped away all the way.

    Qiao Xi didn't know that ten minutes after they left, Tangtang's only member came to the door.

    Seeing him, Ke Tang snorted angrily: "Qiao Xi isn't here, I'm off work."

    Yu Ming was stunned for a moment, raised his hand to look at the time: "Isn't it still early? Why did you get off work?"

    Ke Tang shook his head proudly: "I am willing, I am the boss, and he can leave work whenever I want him to."

    Yu Ming looked at him speechlessly, he didn't bother to pretend that Qiao Xi wasn't there, and took a long leg to find a seat to sit down.

    Ke Tang glanced at him, dissatisfied: "There is no barista anymore, what are you still doing here?"

    Ke Tang thought he had nothing in common with this kid, and apart from being rich, he didn't have any merits worthy of his appreciation.

    Oh, no, the face is still pleasing to the eye.

    "I'm a member of the store, so I can't enter the store even after 50,000 yuan?" Yu Ming took out his mobile phone, showing no intention of leaving.

    When mentioning the 50,000 yuan, Ke Tang felt a little unreasonable, and snorted: "That's up to you, anyway, I don't know how to make coffee."

    Yu Ming didn't care, went to get a glass of water by himself, then returned to his original position and sat down.

    Open the game, really ready to play two games before leaving.

    "You really don't want to leave?" Ke Tang couldn't help asking when he saw him like this.

    "I came here after traveling through mountains and rivers, so I have to rest." Yu Ming skillfully selected a hero, waited for the gap to start, looked up at him, and chuckled, "Why, 50,000 yuan is not enough for me to play roulette before leaving?"

    Ke Tang's face was stunned: "You really have an impure heart, and you said that your home is nearby!"

    Yu Ming smiled and nodded: "So what, you call the police and arrest me, why is 50,000 yuan not enough for you to charge the phone bill to call the police? Oh, I forgot to call the police without connecting to the Internet."

    Ke Tang: "Hey, you boy, fifty thousand yuan is endless, right?"

    Yu Ming said innocently: "Didn't you say it yourself? I am honorable, and I must have a platoon of members."

    Ke Tang: "...you can do whatever you want, as long as you like it."

    Ke Tang spread his hands and continued to make his own salted fish. Anyway, this person is destined not to wait for Qiao Xi, hum!

    Putting on the earphones, Ke Tang was about to watch a movie when he suddenly noticed a fiery gaze watching him from behind.

    This kind of heat is not the kind of heat with obsession in the popular sense.

    It's like, let's see which idiot's hot that is.

    Ke Tang turned his head abruptly, and the person behind him was playing games with his head down, and a familiar sound came out from the phone, "Da Bo Q".

    Could it be my own illusion?

    After lying down again, Ke Tang clicked on the movie. The movie is a literary film with a secret love theme.

    As the plot develops, the story gets better and better.

    At this moment, that fiery gaze came again.

    Ke Tang turned his head without thinking, the person behind him was still playing the game with his head down, and the phone had already reached "Call him Q".

    Ke Tang stared at Yu Ming suspiciously, and asked, "Did you just look at me?"

    Yu Ming manipulated the hero with his fingers, and looked at him with a half-smile: "Are you as beautiful as a fairy, I want to look at you?"

    Ke Tang made a point.

    Ke Tang almost turned into a puffer fish, sat down angrily, and continued watching the movie.

    As a result, this time, after watching for a while, was interrupted again.

    Ke Tang raised his head unbearably, took off his earphones, and said to the person next to him looking at his tablet, "You're crazy!"

    Yu Ming pointed to the content on his tablet and said with a smile: "Oh, I'm sorry, I didn't know you were watching Xiao Huan□□."

    When he said this, Ke Tang immediately blushed.

    It is inevitable that there are some plots dedicated to art in romantic literary films, but in fact the scale is not large, that is, it is hazy and separated by a layer of veil.

    But when Yu Ming said it, thinking of his age, it felt like he was killing the flowers of the motherland.

    "Get out!" Ke Tang became angry from embarrassment.

    Yu Ming not only didn't leave, but also smiled and said: "Why do you see homosexual themes, you can't be gay, right?"

    Ke Tang immediately became anxious: "...Fart, I'm a straight man of steel, straight as steel, until I have no friends!"

    He has been straight for most of his life, not allowing his old age to die peacefully.Suffering from bend name.

    Yu Ming looked at Ke Tang's group photo posted on the photo wall, and said meaningfully: "I don't know if you are straight or not, but you have quite a lot of friends."

    Where did Ke Tang suffer from such yin and yang strangeness, he almost scolded his mother.

    Seeing that he was impatient, Yu Ming felt a little better.

    When the car stopped, Qiao Xi stared at the unfamiliar environment outside the window and was stunned for a while.

    "Where is this?" Qiao Xi looked around, but didn't see the hospital, "Have you arrived yet?"

    Shen Xiucheng didn't get out of the car in a hurry, and pressed Qiao Xi's hand that was about to unbuckle his seat belt.

    Qiao Xi looked at him puzzled.

    Shen Xiucheng paused and explained: "This is the psychological counseling studio."

    When saying this, Shen Xiucheng kept staring into Qiao Xi's eyes, trying to capture the emotions inside.

    As long as there is the slightest reluctance or disgust, he will drive away immediately.

    "Why are you here?" Qiao Xi was confused.

    "I communicated with Dr. Qian, and he said that your health is very good, and the vomiting is likely to be a psychological problem." Shen Xiucheng explained the conversation between him and Dr. Qian to Qiao Xi.

    Qiao Xi was stunned, mental problem?Because of a dish of fish-flavored eggplant?

    "Not... maybe..." Qiao Xi said with some uncertainty.

    The physical reason may be a problem left over from the original owner's history, while the psychological reason is his own problem.

    However, Qiao Xi didn't feel that there was something wrong with her mentality.

    He doesn't have any strange hobbies except for painting too much and occasionally doing journals.

    He never has nightmares, and even rarely has good dreams, a typical example of heartlessness.

    "I don't know either," Shen Xiucheng pondered, "That's why I want to show you. If you don't want to go, then we'll leave."

    Psychological problems have always been a very sensitive issue, and no one wants to be known by others about their true inner thoughts.

    Qiao Xi hesitated for a moment, but said, "Go ahead, you can feel at ease when you're sure."

    Shen Xiucheng breathed a sigh of relief.

    Originally, he wanted to bring Qiao Xi to see it after he came back from the trip, at least he would have a pleasant travel memory.

    But when he thought of the intense situation when Qiao Xi vomited, he was worried. He was afraid that such ignorance would threaten Qiaoxi's health, and possibly even his life.

    After being recommended by Dr. Qian, Shen Xiucheng had already contacted Yu Yang, the person in charge of this studio.

    When seeing him in person, Shen Xiucheng was unavoidably surprised.

    This well-known domestic psychologist is really young, looking only about forty.

    Wearing a white coat, with a gentle smile, he looks elegant and transparent.

    "Hello," Yu Yang stretched out his hand and shook hands with Shen Xiucheng, "I've heard Mr. Shen's name for a long time."

    Shen Xiucheng said politely: "Where, I was able to make an appointment to see you on the basis of a loan relationship, what a bother."

    Qiao Xi shrunk his neck silently beside him. This kind of business mutual bragging is destined to have nothing to do with social fear people like him.

    After exchanging small greetings, the three sat down.

    Yu Yang glanced at Qiao Xi, who was silent, and the two people's eyes met, and there was a sense of bewilderment and strangeness in those eyes.

    "Is it convenient for me to chat with this classmate alone?" Yu Yang looked at Shen Xiucheng with a smile.

    Hearing this, Qiao Xi looked at Shen Xiucheng nervously, and unconsciously grabbed his sleeve.

    Stretching out his hand to stroke Qiao Xi's hair, that big hand seemed to contain some kind of soothing element, which instantly weakened the anxiety in Qiao Xi's heart.

    "Don't be afraid, I'll wait for you outside." Shen Xiucheng stood up, took out the cool candy from his pocket and handed it to him, "Just take one when you're nervous, and call me if you need something."

    The door clicked shut.

    "Long time no see, classmate Qiao." Yu Yang's voice rang out behind him with a smile.

    Qiao Xi froze, turned around slowly, and looked at the smiling Yu Yang.

    What does this mean?

    Yu Yang raised his hand, beckoning him to sit down and talk: "Why, you have already forgotten me?"

    Qiao Xi sat down slowly in amazement, is this someone the original owner has seen?Why did the original owner see a psychiatrist?

    Qiao Xi frantically searched for the content of the original text in his mind, but the original owner, as cannon fodder, had too little content to find out at all.

    "We met four years ago." Seeing that he still didn't remember, Yu Yang reminded with a smile, "You were still a high school student at that time, should you be in college now?"

    It was four years ago again!

    For the second time in this short period of time, Qiao Xi realized what must have happened four years ago.

    After a little hesitation, Qiao Xi shook his head and decided to take a gamble.

    "I don't have any impression of you." When Qiao Xi spoke, she kept her eyes fixed on the psychiatrist in front of her, not letting go of any expression on his face.

    But the other party kept a gentle smile all the time, and didn't even show the slightest surprise at Qiao Xi's forgetting.

    "It's okay, just forget it." Yu Yang picked up a pen and twirled it in his palm, "Then let's talk about the purpose of coming here today."

    Regarding his calmness, Qiao Xi faintly began to have some guesses.

    It seems that forgetting is very common in front of this doctor, maybe he can be bolder to try it out.

    Qiao xi: "Did you happen four years ago?"

    Hearing Qiao Xi's question, the pen in Yu Yang's hand stopped abruptly and returned steadily to his fingers.

    "You forgot all of them?" Yu Yang raised his eyebrows, and finally let go of his elegant and gentle expression, showing a little surprise.

    The hands under the table were slightly clenched, and Qiao Xi shook her head frankly.

    This doctor did not appear in the original text, and obviously the existence of this doctor will not affect the direction of the original text.

    Yu Yang stared fixedly at Qiao Xi, and after a while, he smiled calmly: "You want to know?"

    Qiao Xi exhaled slowly: "Yes, can you tell me?"

    Yu Yang didn't speak, but stood up and searched in the bookcase behind him.

    His hands are very good-looking, resting on the quaint bookcase, there is a feeling of a gentleman like jade.

    The slender fingers slid across the rows of folders, and finally stopped on one of them.

    Pulling out the folder, Yu Yang opened it in front of Qiao Xi, and handed it to Qiao Xi: "This is your consultation record from four years ago."

    "I am here not only for psychological counseling, but also for a mental illness research center that cooperates with the state." Yu Yang sat down again, adding water to the cup in front of Qiaoxi, "You were sent here because of mental illness."

    There are many technical terms in the record in front of him, and Qiao Xi doesn't understand much, but he understands a word "PTSD" - post-traumatic stress disorder.

    Qiaoji raised his eyes suddenly: "What does this mean?"

    Yu Yang shrugged and raised his hand to signal him to turn to the next page.

    Qiao Xi turned to the next page, which was the content of their consultation conversation.

    After reading ten lines at a glance, Qiao Xi was so shocked that he couldn't believe it and read it again.

    "As you can see, you were sent here for stress disorder four years ago," Yu Yang explained, "The reason is that you were in a car accident and you were well protected by your mother, so you survived, and your mother was on the spot.die."

    "Because of this, you didn't dare to go out for a long time, let alone take a car. You were forced to suspend school and recuperate at home, and then you were sent to me."

    Yu Yang watched Qiao Xi's state cautiously while speaking, ready to stop at any time.

    Four years ago, Qiao Xi's condition was very bad, and he returned to school after getting better, but he didn't know what caused him to suddenly forget.

    For the patient itself, forgetting is a self-protection measure to reduce pain, but for the doctor, it is not necessarily a good thing, maybe it is a dangerous pathological phenomenon.

    The more she listened, the more Qiao Xi frowned.

    There seemed to be something in his mind that wanted to break free, and a pain as fine as a needle prick surged up.

    Those confidence in the original text began to waver faintly, like an early warning before an earthquake.

    In the original text, the original owner's mother is just a housewife, but she is living a good life. Qiao Xi can still recall the description in the original text of the original owner's family having dinner and the parents talking and laughing happily.

    But why did the doctor say that the original owner's mother died in a car accident, and it was four years ago.

    Is this the reason why the original owner's mother was never able to get through on the phone, four years ago, VB suddenly stopped updating, and the original owner suspended school for two years?

    "Do you still remember your suspension of school?" Yu Yang asked.

    Qiao Xi pursed her lower lip and shook her head: "I don't remember, I just saw the suspension certificate in my diary."

    He found this in the drawer of the original owner, who had the habit of keeping a diary.

    It's not a diary either, but it's something special, or something particularly happy or sad, that will be recorded.

    The suspension certificate was in the high school notebook, and when Qiao Xi saw it for the first time, he was also taken aback.

    Yu Yang murmured: "That is to say, you have no memory of what happened to you when you got sick four years ago?"

    Qiao Xi hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

    Seeing his movements, Yu Yang narrowed his eyes: "Okay, I see, then why are you here today?"

    Seeing that he didn't ask any more questions, Qiao Xi heaved a sigh of relief, her palms were already wet.

    He recounted his vomiting.

    Yu Yang smiled when he heard the words, and comforted him: "If this is the case, then the problem should not be serious. This is the aftereffect of four years ago."

    "Sequelae?"

    Yu Yang nodded with certainty, and showed his signature smile again: "Yes, your mother's favorite dish was fish-flavored eggplant. After the accident, you only ate fish-flavored eggplant for a long time, which lasted for about two years., this is a physiological disgust, not a big problem."

    Qiao Xi bit her lip, got up and thanked: "Okay, I see, thank you, Dr. Yu."

    Yu Yang got up and shook hands with Qiao Xi: "If you can, you should come to continue the treatment, your condition is not very good."

    For mental illness without social harm, a psychologist cannot forcibly intervene, so he can only persuade.

    Qiao Xi nodded with a smile: "Okay, I will come if necessary."

    Yu Yang also smiled. Inexplicably, this smile made Qiao Xi feel so familiar.

    "Will you keep this matter a secret for me?" Before leaving, Qiao Xi asked uncertainly.

    Yu Yang shrugged: "That's for sure, this is our industry standard."

    Qiao Xi smiled, opened the door and walked out.

    Shen Xiucheng, who was waiting at the door, turned around when he heard the voice, and met Qiao Xi's eyes.

    "How is it?" Shen Xiucheng stood up and looked at Yu Yang behind Qiao Xi, "Is it convenient to say?"

    Yu Yang spread his hands helplessly: "You know, industry ethics, I can only tell you that the problem is not serious, and it is recommended to review it regularly."

    Shen Xiucheng glanced at him, then at Qiao Xi who lowered his head, and finally left without saying anything.

    When going down the stairs, a little nurse ran towards her, and almost bumped into Qiao Xi who was distracted with her hurried steps.

    Shen Xiucheng reached out with his long arm and pulled the person into his arms, narrowly dodging the person.

    The little nurse apologized repeatedly, and the needle tube and the infusion bottle in the tray in her hand collided with each other, making a crisp sound.

    "It's okay, I didn't pay attention." Qiao Xi quickly reached out to help the tray in the little nurse's hand.

    Shen Xiucheng waved his hand and let people go.

    When the people walked away, Qiao Xi realized that he was still in Shen Xiucheng's arms, blushed immediately, and hurriedly withdrew.

    "Whatever you think about, you don't look at the road." Shen Xiucheng felt a little lost when the temperature in his arms disappeared.

    Qiao Xi pursed her lower lip, shook her head and said nothing.

    During the conversation with Yu Yang just now.

    Obviously he didn't experience it personally, but for some reason, he felt very nervous.

    Not only that, but more of an inexplicable fear.

    It was as if someone was trying to tear off the protective film on his body bit by bit, and even made him feel the pain of a needle hidden in the cotton.

    Shen Xiucheng touched his head and took his hand.

    In the days of the autumn tiger, everyone feels the heat and panic, and short-sleeved shorts are standard.

    But Qiao Xi's hands couldn't feel any warmth from fingertips to palms, as cold as if they had been taken out of a freezer.

    Gently wrapping his hands, Shen Xiucheng smiled lightly: "What are you afraid of, I'm still here."

    Qiao Xi was slightly startled, looked up at Shen Xiucheng, her heart was still beating fast, but it didn't seem to be because of fear.

    The author has something to say:

    One day after marriage.

    When Shen Xiucheng saw a sock in the car, he put it away calmly and stuffed it into his pocket.

    Qiao xi: Uncle Shen, you are so unclear!

    Shen Xiucheng: My bottom line has been retreated again and again, and it has become a red carpet, otherwise I can't marry you home

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