An Zhisu has never blamed He Siyi in her heart, probably because of He Sihan. Now that He Siyi can understand and let go of the past, she is quite happy.
"The court will be held next Monday, are you going to attend it?" An Zhisu asked.
He Sihan nodded: "Yes, I want to see with my own eyes for my brother that the person who killed him gets the punishment he deserves."
"Okay." An Zhisu responded. She and He Siyi had nothing else to talk about. They would go home after drinking coffee.
He Siyi finally asked her a question: "Have you ever liked my brother?"
An Zhisu paused for a moment, and after a while she shook her head slightly.
In her entire life, she has only tasted the feeling of liking and loving someone from Ye Lancheng.
As for He Sihan, she once thought she liked him, but until she met Ye Lancheng, she suddenly realized that her affection for He Sihan was not called liking, but a light that people see in the dark night. You will always want to
Getting closer, but that's just an instinct of fear of the dark night, not a liking for it.
To like someone is to have the courage to walk with them in the dark night. Even if you see the light, you don't want to get close, because the person you like is right next to you, and you have nothing to fear.
An Zhisu's answer made He Siyi smile bitterly. She was feeling bitter for her brother. Her brother had liked a woman throughout his life, but that woman didn't like him. She couldn't resent An Zhisu, because feelings are the most important thing in this world.
The most unforgivable thing.
When An Zhisu walked out of the coffee shop, she saw a car at the door. A young man got out of the car and happened to meet her face to face.
The two of them were stunned when they saw each other. An Zhisu remembered Ye Lancheng's instructions, pretended not to know each other, passed each other, and got into the car driven by Tang Zheng.
Fang Cheng's nervousness relaxed when An Zhisu passed by him. He raised his feet and entered the coffee shop. He Siyi was still sitting in her seat in a daze, her eyes unfocused.
Knock knock knock!
Fang Cheng tapped his fingers on the table three times: "What are you thinking about?"
He Siyi finally came back to her senses and smiled slightly: "Nothing, do you want a cup of coffee?"
"I can't get used to this kind of thing." Fang Cheng shook his head: "Let's go, Brother Li is still waiting for us to go back for business."
He Siyi hummed, stood up and left with Fang Cheng.
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When An Zhisu returned to Lantingju, her grandmother was chatting with Bai Xinci. She didn't know what they were talking about and laughed happily. An Zhisu ran over and said, "Grandma, Mom, what are you talking about?"
"Your grandma told me something embarrassing about you when you were a child." Bai Xinci smiled.
"Ah, grandma, don't say embarrassing things about me. I'm so old and I still want to save face." An Zhisu covered her face, wondering what embarrassing things her grandmother had revealed about her.
Grandma laughed loudly: "When I grow up, I know how to be shy."
"Grandma..." An Zhisu hugged grandma's arm and acted coquettishly. Now grandma's illness is better and her health is better. It's great.
Grandma stroked her hair lovingly, and her granddaughter grew up in the blink of an eye. She still can't believe it, but she felt relieved to see her granddaughter being cared for by her husband and pampered by her mother-in-law.
During dinner, grandma had a good appetite and ate a lot. An Zhisu took care of grandma before going back to the room. Ye Lancheng was not in the room. He was still working overtime in the study at this time, and An Zhisu did not disturb him. He was in the room.
I drew the design drawing.
There were a lot of things going on during this period. An Zhisu's design drawings have been delayed. The complete design drawings have not been drawn yet. There is only more than a month left before the international design competition. It also takes time to produce the finished product, which is left to An Zhisu's
Time is very tight.
She calmed down and started drawing. She was still drawing when Ye Lancheng returned to the room after handling official duties. Ye Lancheng didn't bother her. He went to the cloakroom to get pajamas and then went to wash up. After taking a bath, he came out and saw his little wife still immersed in drawing, so she left.
passed.
An Zhisu was completely immersed in the idea. Ye Lancheng walked up behind her and looked down at her design drawings. The drawings were almost complete. From Ye Lancheng's layman's point of view, he only needed a little more work.
Just add some polishing and it's done.
"It's very late. Go take a shower and paint tomorrow." Ye Lancheng raised his hand and gently patted his wife's shoulder as a reminder.
An Zhisu suddenly came back to his senses, a flash of anxiety flashed in his eyes, and shook his head: "You go to bed first, I want to change it later."
"We will change it tomorrow." Ye Lancheng ordered: "Go take a shower now."
"I won't go." An Zhisu remained motionless: "I won't sleep until the changes are made to my satisfaction today."
Ye Lancheng narrowed his eyes, stretched out his long arm and pulled out the design drawing from under her arm.
An Zhisu hurriedly reached out to grab it, but unfortunately she wasn't as fast as Ye Lancheng. Ye Lancheng raised his hand and she couldn't reach it.
"Give it back to me." An Zhisu jumped up, as if protecting a calf.
"I said, go take a shower." Ye Lancheng ordered again.
"I also said I wouldn't go." An Zhisu said angrily: "Can you just leave me alone while I draw the design drawing? I don't have time. I have to draw the design as soon as possible."
Ye Lancheng pursed his lips in displeasure and stared at his young wife's anxious expression. This was the first time that his young wife had lost her temper with him. He could feel that her young wife didn't seem to notice that she was anxious.
"Give it back to me." An Zhisu jumped on the chair, took the design drawing from Ye Lancheng's hand, and ran out of the room angrily.
Ye Lancheng's lips pursed into a thin line, and instead of chasing him out, he walked towards the floor-to-ceiling window.
As expected, An Zhisu ran to the greenhouse in the backyard, which was her small studio at home. She locked herself in the greenhouse and continued to immerse herself in the table revising the design drawings.
The greenhouse was completely transparent, and Ye Lancheng could clearly see his wife's every move. He saw the discarded design paper that his wife had thrown on the floor not long after. It seemed that no matter how much he changed it, he couldn't satisfy her, and she seemed more and more anxious.
.
Ye Lancheng raised his hand and rubbed the frown between his eyebrows. There was a faint pain there. His wife's behavior reminded him of a symptom.
Anxiety disorder!
He remembered that his little wife told him that she had a tendency to suffer from anxiety. Now it seemed that her little wife didn't even notice that she already had a mild anxiety disorder.
Ye Lancheng is not the kind of family member who hides his illness and avoids medical treatment. Anxiety disorder is not a serious disease. Nowadays, there is great pressure in society. Five out of ten people have anxiety disorder. It has become a common disease.
He directly found his mobile phone and called Muge. For this kind of problem, he still needed to consult professionals.
Mu Ge was surprised when he received a call from Ye Lancheng. His first reaction was whether something had happened to An Zhisu again. The first thing he said after answering the phone was to ask: "Master Ye, what happened to Zhisu?"
Ye Lancheng said bluntly, without greetings or politeness, "I am suspicious of anxiety."
Mu Ge was not surprised at all when he heard the news. He had even expected this, so he asked: "In what ways does her anxiety show up?"
Ye Lancheng described how An Zhisu became anxious and lost his temper because he could not draw a perfect design.
"She is a designer, and being unable to draw a perfect design can easily trigger her anxiety." Mu Ge calmly analyzed: "Any normal person who has stayed in a mental hospital for five years, has no freedom, and is still burdened with nightmares
Torture often causes minor mental symptoms, such as anxiety, neurasthenia, and nightmares. These are all common sequelae.
I have done a systematic analysis on Zhisu and found that her anxiety disorder has been there for a long time, but she has always controlled it very well and did not break out. Now her spirit suddenly relaxes, her restraint will also decrease, and she will become anxious.