Fu Yanshen listened to the tiny sobs beside him, feeling exhausted both physically and mentally.
In the past few days, I have only slept three or four hours a day, just to return to Jiangcheng early.
In the past, Mu Chenxi was his stress reliever.
When he was tired from work, as long as Mu Chenxi was by his side, he could relax instantly.
But now, her inexplicable tossing and fussing made him more and more exhausted.
In the darkness, he raised his hand and pinched the peak of his eyebrows, trying his best to suppress the irritation in his heart, and said in a helpless and tired tone: "Chenxi, let me say it one last time, Xiyan is a thing of the past here with me. Stop making trouble."
Stop clinging to the past, relying on him to pamper her, and challenging his bottom line of tolerance again and again.
Mu Chenxi bit her lip hard.
She wanted to say that she didn't make a fuss, and she didn't want to make a fuss.
But when the words came to my lips, I couldn't say them out.
She really acted like she was making a fuss.
For a long while, she didn't say a word.
But more tears flowed out from the corners of his eyes, biting his lips and crying silently.
Fu Yan sighed deeply in his heart, leaned forward to take out the paper, then turned around and hugged the secretly sad Mu Chenxi into his arms.
He wiped away her tears and rubbed the top of her hair with his big hands soothingly, "Stop thinking about it and go to sleep."
"Um."
Mu Chenxi could hear his fatigue, sniffed hard, suppressed her emotions, and stretched out her hands to hug his waist.
Fu Yanshen tightened his arms tighter.
…
The next day, Fu Yanshen sent Mu Chenxi back to Yuejingxi Garden and went directly to the company without going upstairs.
Mu Chenxi watched the car disappear from sight, and turned around to go home after a while.
After saying hello to her aunt, Mu Chenxi went upstairs.
Instead of going to the bedroom, he walked to the study and sat down in front of the computer.
I turned on the phone, put my hands on the keyboard, and did not move for a long time.
There is a war between heaven and man in my heart!
To find a psychiatrist or not?
She doesn't know if she is sick!
In the beginning of her relationship with A Yan, all she wanted was his loyalty to her.
She shouldn't be greedy or dissatisfied.
If he doesn't love her, he can try hard to make her fall in love with him, but he shouldn't blame him for not loving her, hold on to her, and torture himself and him.
Obviously, he did everything she asked.
He clearly kept a distance from Zai and Gu Xiyan, and there was no ambiguity between them.
But he held on to the fact that he didn't love her and couldn't let go.
She shouldn't be so pretentious. Since she can't bear to let go and wants to start over, she should let it go.
She must adjust herself well and not hide her illness or avoid medical treatment.
Mu Chenxi made up her mind in her heart, and her fingers that had not moved for a long time finally made a move.
…
In the afternoon, Mu Chenxi appeared at a well-known psychological counseling center in Jiangcheng.
"Hello, Miss Mu, please come this way."
The receptionist came over with a bright smile and took her inside.
Mu Chenxi tensed her nerves and followed inside. Even though she had made up her mind, facing it in real time still made her nervous and unable to relax.
With a creak, the door opened.
"Teacher Zhang, Miss Mu is here."
A handsome man in his thirties wearing silver-rimmed glasses stood up and walked towards her, "Hello, Miss Mu, I am Zhang Jun, your psychological counselor."
"Hello, Teacher Zhang."
Under his warm gaze, Mu Chenxi relaxed a little.
The moment she walked in, Zhang Jun controlled the rhythm.
She thought it would be difficult to say anything, but under the guidance of Zhang Jun's comforting voice, she lay down on a comfortable chair, slowly closed her eyes, and spoke out all her worries.
When she woke up again, she looked at Zhang Jun and listened to him analyzing and communicating with her in a gentle tone.
It turned out that she was really sick.
"Dr. Zhang, what should I do?"
"Your problem is not serious. You only need a few psychological counseling sessions and you will be cured. In order not to affect the progress of treatment, I suggest that you do not have any intimate behavior with your husband for the time being. This includes kissing, etc."
Mu Chenxi nodded seriously. The restaurant she was looking for was the most famous one in Jiangcheng. Although the Zhang Jun who made the appointment was not an authority, he was still a very famous one.
Mu Chenxi believed in his words.
"Then, can I tell my husband?"
The doctor's smile did not change and he still looked at her so gently, "My advice is not to. Your husband will probably think you are making a fuss out of a molehill. Once he disagrees with you seeing a psychiatrist, it will affect you."
"Once your emotions are affected, the progress of treatment will be affected. The longer the mental illness is delayed, the more serious the condition may become -"
"I understand, thank you, doctor."
Mu Chenxi nodded again.
If you don’t tell, don’t tell.
It didn't take long, waiting for her to be cured and give him a surprise.
After making an appointment for her next visit, she got up and left.
Not long after Mu Chenxi left, Zhang Jun's office door opened from the outside and Gu Xiyan walked in.
…
Fu Group
Gu Xiyan went to the 32nd floor after getting off work, knocked on the door of Fu Yanshen's office, and after hearing his answer, she pushed the door open and entered.
Looking at Fu Yanshen who was getting up and adjusting his cuffs, his eyes were a little obsessed.
She used to be dismissive, but now, every move he makes seems to touch her heart.
The more this happens, the more you want him.
Fu Yanshen knew who it was when he smelled the perfume. Halfway through the process, he didn't hear Gu Xiyan speak. He raised his head and looked into her eyes, whose emotions were not hidden.
"Ayan, it's time to get off work now."
Gu Xiyan did not avoid it, but stared straight at Fu Yanshen.
Fu Yanshen took the first step to avoid it, picked up the coat hanging aside and put it on.
"Well, Chen Xi is waiting for me to have dinner at home. I'll leave first."
Fu Yanshen put on his coat and walked out.
"Ayan, I didn't drink much that day."
As they passed each other, Gu Xiyan suddenly spoke.
Her affectionate gaze fell on the side of Fu Yanshen's face, and she chose to talk during off hours.
In line with his distinction between public and private affairs.
"I really like..."
"Xiyan, I'm already married." Fu Yanshen interrupted Gu Xiyan very quickly, turned around, looked at Gu Xiyan, and said firmly, "We can only be friends."
After saying that, he opened the office door and strode away.
…
Yue Jing Xi Yuan
When Mu Chenxi heard the door open, she stood at the door of the kitchen and gestured to her aunt to keep it secret. She smiled and nodded.
In the afternoon, my wife came back and asked her to teach me how to cook.
She thought about the tragic situation of the braised pork last time, and she refused in her heart.
It can be seen that my wife wanted to learn so much, so she couldn't resist for a while and agreed.
While the two were making eye contact, Fu Yanshen walked in from outside.
When the aunt saw the dessert in Fu Yanshen's hand, she suddenly felt that it is a good thing to respond to love.
Although a husband does not need his wife to cook, it should be a very sweet thing for him to learn how to cook a meal for his loved one.
Just like the husband knows that his wife likes this dessert, he will occasionally take a long way to buy it for her.
Mu Chenxi naturally saw it, and she walked quickly towards Fu Yanshen, trying hard to play with him with a smile like before, "You have nothing to do to show your courtesy, have you done something sorry for me?"
As soon as the words came out, their expressions froze.