However, Chuxin still chose to refuse.

"Later, I'm very tired today, I just want to have a good rest."

Although she believed that the little oiran was a genuine first-class psychological counselor, she still chose to close herself off.

There are some things that she would rather rot in her heart than face them head-on...

Sheng Tingye didn't force him, he just felt distressed.

He wasn't sure whether Chu Zhixin was sad and depressed because of his 'death', but what he was sure of was that she was not as free and happy as she appeared.

She is like an onion, wrapping herself up layer after layer to disguise herself as what everyone wants to see.

"You must have been working very hard these years, right?"

Sheng Tingye asked in a hoarse and heavy tone.

Chu Zhixin smiled bitterly and said frankly: "Yes, it's very hard."

Here, there was only the little oiran who had nothing to do with her, no close relatives, and no hatred. She really didn't want to pretend anymore.

Because it is easy to pretend to be depressed, but it is really difficult and tiring to pretend to be happy...

Sheng Tingye tried hard to resist the urge to hug her, and whispered: "It doesn't matter, have a good sleep, everything will get better."

He is a first-level psychological counselor and an excellent hypnotist.

Accompanied by bursts of incense and his gentle whispers, Chu Zhixin lay on the soft lounge chair and soon reached a deep sleep...

The next day, accompanied by the morning light and the chirping of birds, Chu Zhixin woke up.

She stretched out contentedly, feeling as relaxed and comfortable as she had never felt in these years.

She had heard experts say before that the quality of sleep after one session of hypnosis was equivalent to ten days of normal sleep, but she thought it was nonsense.

Now it seems that a professional is a professional, and the little oiran's service quality is full marks from her!

On the small coffee table next to the lounge chair, there was a bouquet of sunflowers and a note as usual.

"Good morning, my goddess, the trough will eventually pass. May you rise to the sun and turn around against the wind - your interpreter flower."

Chu Zhixin's smile unconsciously spread to the corners of her mouth, and her heart felt warm.

This time, she chose to take the flowers home.

Opening the door to the apartment, Bai Jingyue was already standing at the door, arms folded, as if she was about to be interrogated in three sessions and tortured.

"Sister, I asked you to go to the 'Heroes Save the Beauties'. Why did you save them all night? The battle seemed a bit fierce."

"Forehead......"

In the beginning, I felt guilty for no apparent reason, and I didn’t know how to answer.

Why do you feel... like you were caught cheating?!

Bai Jingyue's Bagua soul was blazing, and she hugged Chu Zhixin's shoulders and asked ambiguously: "Damn it, tell me honestly, did you take advantage of the situation and let the little oiran agree to marry you?"

"Tsk, tsk, it seems that this little oiran is quite good at giving you your favorite flowers. Look at the spring breeze on your face, you must have slept very comfortably last night!"

Chu Zhixin nodded: "Yes, I slept very comfortably last night."

"Ahem!"

Bai Jingyue almost choked to death on her own saliva and screamed like a groundhog: "Ah ah ah, oh my god, I really fell asleep. Your thousand-year-old iron tree has finally bloomed. I'm almost moved to tears..."
Chapter completed!