The days that followed were as usual, An Lan went to the psychological clinic twice under Feng Yu's arrangement.

Perhaps it was Gu Chen's treatment that played a role, or it was a drug problem.

Anlan's sleep quality is better than before, and his appetite has improved.

The only thing that remains unchanged is her silence.

In Gu Chen's words, she had suffered a strong blow before, which led to her extreme distrust of everyone now.

The self-protection system encloses her in a hard shell, and it will be very difficult for anyone to open her heart.

What you can do now is to slowly untie her knots and give her enough courage to face the world again.

On that day, An Lan followed Mo Yan to the door. Mo Yan knocked on the door and was about to push it open, a slender hand stretched out from the side, slowly pushed open the glass door and walked in.

Mo Yan looked at An Lan with a little surprise, and a look of surprise flashed in his eyes. It seemed that An Lan did not resist such treatment.

Moreover, the treatment effect is indeed good.

In the room, a man in a light gray casual outfit was sitting in front of the easel, holding a pen with his slender fingers, and was drawing seriously.

An Lan lowered his head slightly, and from the corner of his eyes he caught a glimpse of his silhouette. The bright sunlight shone in through the glass window, and now there was a layer of golden light on him, which was so dazzling that it made people unable to take their eyes off.

Angel......

These two words jumped into An Lan's mind without any warning. She shook her body and lowered her head deeper, not daring to look at him again.

Before, she was forced to suppress all the injuries she had suffered. After being caught by Feng Yu, she was frightened and was only a straw that could crush her.

What crushed her was her brother's death. Nothing could be seen with his own eyes. Her relatives were blown into pieces in front of her, and she could only watch it helplessly.

Those scenes kept playing in my mind, and my elder brother's bloody face often appeared in her dreams. In the dream, my parents were also accusing her of angrily, why did they watch her die?

The angry accusations made her unable to raise her head. She deeply felt that it was all her fault. She killed her brother, and even her parents killed her.

It all originated because of her. It was her fault that she fell in love with someone she shouldn't love.

It was a mistake she lived in the world, and she should have repented on the mistakes she made and paid the price.

So, after returning from the cemetery, she locked her heart door and prevented anyone from spying on it.

Become a walking zombie and accept everything numbly.

"Here you." The magnetic voice pulled An Lan's thoughts back, and she suddenly looked up at Gu Chen.

Gu Chen had a gentle smile on his face, and he held two cups of flower tea in his hand, looking at her with a smile.

An Lan suddenly realized it, lowered her head and refused to look at him, and did not respond.

Gu Chen didn't care, so he walked to the sofa and sat down. An Lan sat down with his footsteps, his eyes fell on the coffee table, and the painting he had just drawn.

The background of the picture is on a beach, the sun is hanging at the other end of the sea level, and the blue sea surface is shining with light, and layers of waves are constantly pouring towards the shore.

On the beach, a little girl in a bright yellow swimsuit was using her fleshy little hands to build the castle. The castle has begun to take shape.
Chapter completed!