On the fifth day of the Lunar New Year, Song Huaiqian and Han Meiya came to the Li family to pay New Year greetings.
There was a large crawling mat on the floor in the center of the living room, which was piled with toys. Sun Boy and Li Jinglie were playing peacefully with the three little ones. On the sofa, Su Jinqi sat with her knees bent, looking straight at a certain place.
Don't talk or laugh.
"Qiqi, I'm Meiya. I'm here to see you. Happy New Year." Han Meiya sat next to her, gently stroking her hair with her hand, and said softly.
Su Jinqi showed no reaction. Not only could she not speak, she could not even express her emotions, as if she had turned into a wooden person.
Han Meiya looked at her distressedly, as if whispering to her, and said happily to her ear: "Qiqi, did you know? Xiao Ai gave birth to a daughter! But Guo Jinchen was very happy.
She's here now. When she is out of confinement, she will come to see you."
After she finished speaking, she turned around and asked Li Jinghan: "Are you still insisting on seeing the psychiatrist?"
"Once a week." Li Jinghan said.
Han Meiya sat up straight, sighed and said, "Qiqi, to put it bluntly, I think she is scared to death. If you chat with her more, maybe one day she will suddenly get better."
"It's like being hypnotized last time? Does it need to be stimulated?" Song Huaiqian asked curiously.
Han Meiya shook her head and said, "Don't stimulate her. It's different from hypnosis. It's better to let her have a relaxing mood."
Li Jinghan said: "I chat with her every day, and the children also talk to her. They all face her in the most soothing and relaxed state."
At this time, Zhuang Xiaomeng came from the kitchen carrying fruit, smiled and said to Mr. and Mrs. Song: "Come, eat fruit."
"Auntie, happy New Year." Han Meiya asked curiously: "Did you come here years ago?"
Zhuang Xiaomeng said, "Yes, I'm here to celebrate the Chinese New Year with Qiqi. You can continue chatting." After saying that, he turned and left. He just looked at her and seemed to wipe the corners of his eyes with the back of his hand.
Li Jinghan looked at Su Jinqi, feeling heartache like this countless times. Every time, he solemnly promised her that he would not let her get hurt again, but every time he said it, her Xiaoqi body felt...
Trapped in jail, full of scars.
"Jing Han, don't worry, it will be fine, it's just a matter of time." Han Meiya persuaded him.
Li Jinghan lowered his head and blamed himself and said: "Every disaster that Xiaoqi has suffered was caused by me. I always said that I would protect her, but never did it. I really deserve to die."
"Jing Han, don't say that. We all know clearly what you think of Qiqi."
He smiled bitterly and said: "My mother said before that she asked a master to do calculations for me and Xiao Qi, saying that Xiao Qi was prosperous and could ward off disasters for me. At that time, I scoffed and didn't believe it, but what happened later,
Look, which incident did she escape unscathed? If it weren't for me, how could she have suffered these crimes? It was all me who harmed her."
Song Huaiqian patted him on the shoulder: "Brother, I know you feel uncomfortable, but don't blame yourself like this. How could you be the one who was at fault? It was Li Jingxiao, those bad guys from Dao Feng! It was them who harmed Xiao Qi, not you. Please wake up.
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Han Meiya said in agreement: "Huaiqian is right, Qiqi's suffering was not caused by you. Don't blame yourself. If you have the time, talk to Qiqi more often."
Li Jinghan covered her face with painful hands, showing vulnerability like never before in front of her friends, "I just feel so uncomfortable, I really can't stand it anymore."
"You're not a superman. It's normal for you to have a breakdown." Han Meiya said with a little worry: "Jinghan, let me show you first. Don't let Qiqi get better. You are suffering from depression again. Come on.
,Give me your hand."
Li Jinghan also knew that his current condition was very bad and he could not fall down, so he obediently stretched out his hand.
Han Meiya took his pulse, and after a few minutes, she said, "You are in danger due to stagnation of liver qi and depressed mood. Okay, let your driver go to my hospital to pick up medicine tomorrow."
"Thank you." Li Jinghan thanked him.
"Why are you being polite to me? Qiqi will be better only if you get better." Han Meiya really sympathized with the pair of hard-luck mandarin ducks.
"Give it to me! Mine!" My brother suddenly shouted loudly, causing several adults to look over.
My brother and Li Jinglie were fighting over the toys, but neither of them let go.
Li Jinghan hurriedly walked over, took the toy from the two men's hands, and asked her brother sternly: "Why are you grabbing it? My uncle is younger than you and doesn't know as much as you. You have to learn to let him and take care of him. Whatever dad said,
Have you forgotten?"
My brother's eyes were red and he said aggrievedly: "But I want to play that too."
"If you want to play, you can wait until uncle stops playing, and you can play again. Don't rush it now." Li Jinghan exhaled in displeasure and gave the toy in his hand to Li Jinglie.
When my brother saw it, he quit and cried "Wow" with his mouth wide open.
"Dad doesn't like me anymore! Mom!" My brother cried as he walked towards Su Jinqi and threw himself on her lap, crying loudly.
But helplessly, Su Jinqi just looked down, her eyes filled with stagnant water, without any waves.
Han Meiya felt very uncomfortable when she saw it, but she also understood what Li Jinghan did. So she went over and hugged her brother in her arms, coaxing him and saying, "Stop crying, let's see what good things Aunt Meiya can give you?"
The nanny heard the sound and came out. Li Jinghan waved to her irritably, telling her not to come over.
"What is this?" My brother held a tongue depressor in his hand and asked curiously, "Is it an ice cream stick?"
Han Meiya said with a smile: "This is called a tongue depressor. When children are sick, use it to press your tongue and look at your throat."
After hearing this, my brother quickly covered his mouth with his hands and his eyes widened, "I'm not sick." This little look was so cute.
Seeing that he liked it so much, Han Meiya teased him and talked about something else.
Li Jinghan saw that his brother's mood had stabilized and he felt relieved. He looked at Li Jinglie again. After the New Year, he was only less than two years old. It was so pitiful for such a young person to lose a close relative. To say that he was like this before
His elder brother really didn't have the slightest emotion for him, but after the death of his whole family, the fatherly love in his heart also made him feel sympathy and pity for him, and he was no longer emotionally indifferent to him before.
"Here, let's play with it." He put the toy into Li Jinglie's hand.
Li Jinglie sat on the ground, lowering his head and fiddling with it. From time to time he would look up at his brother and smile.
"Dad, hug." The younger brother also dropped the toy at this time and threw himself into his arms.
Li Jinghan smiled and picked him up, sitting back on the sofa.
Song Huaiqian looked at Li Jinglie, "Do you really want to support this younger brother?"
"What else? You also said that he is your younger brother, and my father's blood is flowing in his body." Li Jinghan exhaled and said, "Keep him alive, no matter what, he is innocent."