One is to thank his cross for once again saving her dog's life.

The second is to ask why you have an old illness.

Third, you can see beautiful women.

Su Yi called Guan Yan, but no one answered.

This is normal. Guan Yan only works five days a week, and works an average of twelve hours a day. Therefore, unless late at night, the probability that he can receive a call during the day is two-sevenths. The rest of the time, he can only contact through a single line.

Even so, Guan Yan, as a top psychiatrist in the industry, can still schedule his appointment three years later.

Unlike Su Yi, Su Yi stayed in the pediatric department of the Second Hospital because she liked children, while Guan Yan's high-intensity work was purely out of kindness and dedication.

These years of medical treatment have made Su Yi familiar with the office.

When he left the library and said it was still early to get off work, Su Yi went straight to his office with a big durian.

The office lights were on, but no one was there. Guan Yan's cell phone was placed in a conspicuous place on the desk.

Su Yi went downstairs and asked the young lady at the front desk. The young lady told her that Mr. Guan had just gone out in an emergency.

Su Yi was torn between waiting for him and going home for two seconds.

Countless thoughts flashed through my mind: I really want to eat durian. Why don’t I eat it here while I wait? No, eating outside will affect others. How about eating it with the door closed in Guanyan’s office? That’s also not possible. People in the office are intimidating.

You have to avoid suspicion, but you can't affect the reputation of the library.

Then go home and eat durian.

Su Yi's home is in Blue Sky Huating, a high-end residential area in City A, in a prime land location. It has the best greening facilities in the city center, good infrastructure, and first-class security measures.

As soon as she entered the community gate, security guard Lao Li waved to her: "Miss Su, the owner of 1232, a friend of yours just said that he wanted to visit you. It was getting late, so I let him in. He should wait at the door of Building 12.

Looking after you."

Su Yi lives in Building No. 12, with two stairs to one apartment, and the entire 32nd floor is her home.

This is not a problem. The question is, where is the first-class security that we promised? So let him in? What if it is a gangster? You let him wait for me at the door of my house?

Su Yi asked the security guard a few more questions, but the security guard didn't know anything about the visitor. He couldn't recall the visitor's appearance or basic information. However, the security guard felt that the release was a matter of course and there was no sense of violation at all.

Su Yi parked the car in the parking space and touched the anti-wolf spray in the bag, but felt a little uneasy.

She is not too afraid of fights. She has a certain foundation. Even if she is defeated, she can still run away. She still has confidence in this.

What she is more afraid of are thermal weapons and nuclear weapons. There are many people with supernatural abilities. Well, if they have abilities, they don't need them. They will wait for you at the door with a machine gun.

Su Yi took a deep breath, got out of the car and walked towards Building No. 12, while doing some mental training for herself: Don't be afraid, death is death, everyone is destined to die, and she was almost tired of living anyway.

It was a dark night with few pedestrians. The Luan trees beside the road swayed past the street lamps, casting indescribable shadows on the ground. The late autumn wind blew behind Su Yi with a bit of coolness.

In front of Building No. 12, under the dim street lights, there was a man in white sitting on a simple wooden bench.

The man raised his head and seemed to be looking at something.

Su Yi slowly approached.

The man in white seemed to notice something. He turned his head and looked directly at Su Yi.

The two people's eyes met, and the man's familiar face came into view completely.

Su Yi's eyes were dull for a second.

It's not a trick to confuse people's minds, nor is it the surprise of meeting an old friend.

Su Yi's eyes were straight, purely because the man in white was so beautiful that people couldn't take their eyes away.

Maybe beauty shouldn't be used to describe a man, but handsome isn't the right word to describe him either.

Guan Yan was wearing a white robe with a folded collar and a waist-length white robe today. The collar and cuffs were outlined with golden dark patterns, and the long sleeves were lightly hanging. It was quite like the wind and snow in the Wei and Jin Dynasties, fluttering like an immortal.

Thin lips, green eyes, gentle and elegant.

Su Yi shook his head slightly to wake himself up. As Guan Yan's friend and patient for many years, he was accustomed to this man's charm that could surprise others from time to time.

The reason why I was stunned was because of the atmosphere of the scene under the starry sky and the moon, the shy shadows of the trees, the lonely bench, and the noble person sitting alone.

No matter how ordinary a scene is, it can be turned into a fairyland if Guan Yan imagines it.

A fairyland in a certain atmospheric sense.

This is Guan Yan’s innate beauty capital. All things succumb to his beauty and are willing to accompany it.

Among the people Su Yi had ever seen, only the beautiful god Jinghong could compete with her.

It seemed like a false alarm.

Su Yi walked to Guan Yan and sat down. He breathed a long sigh of relief and asked, "Why are you here in such a hurry today? Did you confuse the security guard at the door?"

Although Guan Yan would come to see her when he was sick in the past, but unless the situation was urgent, Guan Yan would never use magic on ordinary people.

Seeing that Su Yi was in good spirits, Guan Yan relaxed his body slightly and leaned his back slightly on the bench.

"Normally, the energy I left in the cross can protect you three to four times when you are sick, but just now I felt that the energy inside was swept away, and I was worried that you would have an accident, so I came here in a hurry.

"

Su Yi took off the gray silver cross from his chest and handed it to Guan Yan.

"Don't you know that the spare key to my house is on the wall behind the shoe cabinet at the door? Just go in and sit down. Why are you so polite?"

Guan Yan held the cross and began to artificially charge it, and the cross emitted a silvery shimmer.

Occasionally, passers-by came and went, but they turned a blind eye to this slightly strange sight.

Although Guanyan itself does not have the ability to shield, many magical props can achieve this effect. After using the props, Guanyan's actions and appearance will be automatically rationalized in the eyes of ordinary people.

Otherwise, everyone will be demented for three seconds, their life will be over, and they will be sent directly to the museum.

It stands to reason that Su Yi will also be affected, but since Su Yi suffered from mental illness, she has always had some persecution delusions, so she carries a magical prop called the Eye of Reality with her. This prop is attached to Su Yi's eyeballs in the form of a contact lens and can see through it.

The ability to be confused makes her feel quite safe.

She looked at Guan Yan and once again marveled at this man's standard facial features and extreme beauty. No matter how long or how many times she looked at him, he still had an infatuating charm.

Guan Yan raised his head slightly and looked straight ahead.

Su Yi followed his gaze and looked up, stopping at a certain floor of Building No. 12. Orange light shone slightly from the windows on that floor, bright and warm.

That's where she lives, and the lights are never turned off in her home.

Guan Yan answered her question: "Every time you get sick, it's at night, and you can't help but chase the moon. I guess you will jump out of the window, so I hurried here and waited downstairs so that I could catch you."

you."

He turned to look at Su Yi gently: "It will be very painful if you fall from the 32nd floor."

Su Yi didn't know what to say for a while. During the period when she was most seriously ill, she fell down from the building many times. For this reason, she had to move frequently to avoid causing trouble to her neighbors.

She always dies in pain and wakes up in pain. This is the remnant of her immortality.

Does it hurt? Of course it hurts, but she still wants to live. She still has things to do.

She still likes to live in high places and near the moon.

Guan Yan had a branch in his hand at some point. He tapped Su Yi gently and raised the corners of his lips: "Don't think about it. I'm kidding. I just don't want to pick at the wall."

Guan Yan's smile has a unique power that makes people feel at ease and peaceful. He once accompanied Su Yi through a long period of time.

He returned the restored cross to Su Yi.

Su Yi saw the hickey on the right side of his neck. The thick and bright color was printed on the white side of his neck, like a deep mark.

This is not in line with Guan Yan's style at all. Guan Yan loves to be clean and never leaves any flaws on his body.

There was an obvious red mark on his slender wrist when he extended his right hand to hand back the cross.

Guan Yan's lover is a mysterious big boss, she has always known about it.

Is it such a fun thing to do? Is the statement voluntary?

Su Yi remained silent.

Guan Yan stood up, smoothed the robe on his body, and said to Su Yi: "It's getting late, I still have things to do in the office, so I'll go back first. It's true that you got sick this time out of the blue. Please pay more attention recently and have a good rest."

Too tiring."

Su Yi nodded in response: "Don't worry, I'm fine."

Just as Guan Yan turned around to leave, Su Yi stopped him.

"Guanyan."
Chapter completed!