Chapter 153 Are Big Brother's Friends Also Perverts?
Shi Yan dried Song Jing's hair, put the hair dryer in the bathroom, and said, "Go to bed early."
Song Jing turned over and lay on the bed, looking at him with raised eyebrows.
You had a lot of fun with her in the car, and now you're pretending to be a gentleman with her?
A smile flashed in Shi Yan's eyes, "I still have something to do. I'll come back when I'm done."
Song Jing chuckled, turned off the phone and threw it aside, then hid in the quilt and said, "Turn off the light for me."
Shi Yan did have some things to deal with. He just guessed that Song Jing would be waiting for him after taking a shower, so he came back specially.
He turned off the light, closed the door, went out, and went to the study again.
Song Jing closed her eyes in the darkness, and the quilt with the cold woody fragrance was pulled up to the tip of her nose. The smell of the feast was everywhere, and she fell asleep soon.
In the middle of the night, the other side of the bed sank a little, and Song Jing suddenly opened his eyes. The bloodthirsty killing intent in his red bloodshot eyes gradually faded away when the familiar cold fragrance of wood came from the tip of his nose.
Shi Yan didn't know that Song Jing was already awake, so he reached for her waist, pulled her into his arms, and closed his eyes.
Song Jing didn't say anything and leaned against his warm chest and closed his eyes again.
The next morning, when Song Jing woke up, Shi Yan was no longer in bed.
She washed herself, had breakfast and went out. She took a taxi to the nursing home first.
Gu Shaoyuan came to the nursing home yesterday and chatted a lot with You Wenze. The two even went back to the small courtyard where You Wenze lived together and had a meal cooked by You Wenze himself, but the result of the chat was still in vain.
It seemed like we talked a lot, but in fact there was very little useful news.
"Boss." Gu Shaoyuan knew that Song Jing was coming to the nursing home today, so he had been waiting at the gate early. When he saw Song Jing getting out of the taxi, he strode forward to greet him, "You are here. I think I will come again."
If I keep talking to You Wenze, I might become depressed myself."
"I have even used my spiritual powers, but it still doesn't work." As a top person in the psychotherapy world, Gu Shaoyuan was full of frustration at this moment. "He seems to have built a wall of iron and steel around himself, and it's still...
Explosion-proof.”
Song Jing has known Gu Shaoyuan for many years, and this is the first time he has seen him so scratching his head in terms of psychological treatment.
"Wen Ze has a delicate mind and a strong sense of words. As soon as you speak, he may already know what you want." Song Jing had long known that You Wenze's psychological treatment was difficult, but Gu Shaoyuan was still at a loss what to do.
Somewhat beyond her expectation.
This can only mean that You Wenze is more seriously ill than she thought.
"Yes, that's it." Gu Shaoyuan sighed, almost unable to maintain his gentle and elegant image. "As soon as I opened my mouth, he could give me standard answers to all my questions. I wanted to see if he was sick.
, he gave me the answer that he was sick. I guessed whether he was not sick, so he gave me the answer of a normal person."
"Boss, because you are a boss, are the people around you so perverted?"
He is a world-renowned psychotherapist, but he is tricked by his patients. Doesn't he want to lose face?
"He's just too smart."
You Wenze has had extraordinary insight and observation since he was a child, and his IQ test is higher than that of Song Jing. But he has a gentle temperament, and he always has empathy for people or things, and he never speaks loudly to anyone.
Pass a sentence.
Always gentle and peaceful.
But it just so happens that such a person, like the spring breeze, who should have lived in the sunshine and had a safe and smooth life, suddenly fell into the darkness of endless hell one day.
He struggled alone in the darkness, stumbling forward, refusing anyone's help.
He closed himself up.
The warmth remains, but there is no longer any warmth.
Song Jing pushed open the door of the small courtyard, his eyes suddenly changed, and he ran up quickly, "Wen Ze!"
"Xiao Jing, you're here." You Wenze turned his head, smiled softly, and put the scissors in his hand into the vegetable basket aside, "Don't worry, I just accidentally cut it when I was cutting the eggplant, it's okay."
Whoever cuts an eggplant can let the scissors cut his wrist.
Song Jing pursed his lips and said nothing, took off his backpack, dug out medicine and bandages, took his hand and bandaged it with a frown.
Gu Shaoyuan glanced at the blood on the ground, his eyes changed, and he sighed silently.
You Wenze is no longer in the category of self-mutilation, but has reached the level of wanting to commit suicide at any time.
He and Song Jing had just come in to play for a while, and maybe when they saw You Wenze again, he would already be a corpse lying in a wheelchair, bleeding to death from excessive blood loss.
"Don't be angry, don't worry, it was really accidental." You Wenze raised his other hand and put it on the top of Song Jing's hair and rubbed it gently, "I promised you that I would stay with you."
Song Jing's hand wrapping him in gauze paused for a moment before continuing.
You Wenze rubbed the top of her hair again, "Don't believe me, brother?"
"No." Song Jing's voice was a bit muffled, with a hint of irritability, and it could be heard that he was in a bad mood at this time.
She tied the gauze and took a deep breath to calm down the annoyance in her heart, "What vegetables do you want to pick? I'll pick them."
"Pick a few eggplants, pumpkin seedlings, sweet potato leaves, lettuce, and peppers as well." You Wenze reminded in a gentle voice, "Be careful, don't step on them."
"I know." Song Jing took the vegetable basket and scissors and went into the small vegetable garden.
Although the vegetable garden is not big, it is divided into many different areas. Various vegetables of this season are planted, and each vegetable plot is growing happily. It can be seen that the people who take care of the vegetable garden are very careful.
You Wenze smiled and nodded to Gu Shaoyuan, "Doctor Gu, please stay and have dinner together at noon."
"Yeah. Don't look at Xiao Jing's young age, but he actually has a lot of things to worry about every day." You Wenze knew that Gu Shaoyuan was referring to the thing that he had just cut his wrist and made Song Jing worried.
But he really just wanted to cut some fresh vegetables and fry them for Xiao Jing to eat at noon.
Xiaojing only likes to eat meat and doesn't like vegetables since he was a child. He can only eat some vegetarian dishes when he is staring at him.
So whenever Xiao Jing came to the nursing home to see him, he would pick vegetables from the vegetable garden and cook them for her.
He also knew how the sharp cut of the scissors landed on his own wrist. By the time he reacted, blood was already coming out of his wrist, and Xiao Jing had already come in.
You Wenze’s cooking is delicious.
After the three of them had eaten, Gu Shaoyuan took the initiative to collect the dishes and go to the kitchen to clean them.
Song Jing pushed You Wenze to the small courtyard to bask in the sun, and poured him a glass of warm water, "If you don't want to talk to Gu Shaoyuan, how about talking to me?"
"Okay." You Wenze pointed to the small stool next to the wheelchair, "Sit and chat."