A Long Way to Marriage: Sweet New Wife Loves Not Enough

Lin Qinghuan propped his arms on the car body, staring casually at the rapidly receding scenery outside the car window. After a long silence, he retracted his gaze, took a breath of relief, and then slowly said: "I think I should know him."

"You feel?"

When Su Lu said this, she almost bit her tongue: "If you know it, you know it. If you don't know it, you don't know it. Do you think... you should know it? What kind of logic is this?"

"But as I said just now, I just feel it..."

Su Lu frowned: "How do you feel?"

"I feel..." Lin Qinghuan's voice was low, with a hint of gloom. After a while, she frowned, with obvious uncertainty in her tone: "I feel that he should be...a very special person, and...I am very Afraid of him……"

In fact, that's exactly what she felt.

The fear that Qi Ran brought to her is like a shadow, the indifferent voice, the casual tone, it seems to be... the fear buried deep in her heart.

It was a memory that made her dare not get close to it, compared to sleeping with Rong Che by accident five years ago.

As Lin Qinghuan thought about it, she moved her fingers involuntarily, and the coldness of her fingertips touched her soft palm. The feeling of coolness even surprised her.

Suddenly looking down at his fingers, he didn't speak for a long time.

Su Lu was waiting for her to continue, but Lin Qinghuan suddenly became silent for a long time. Su Lu looked over in doubt, with a little doubt on her brows: "What's wrong?"

Lin Qinghuan shook hands, eyes that were originally clear as water were somewhat confused, but she quickly moved her gaze out of the car window, and said slowly, "It's nothing."

"That's weird!"

She obviously looked preoccupied, even if she said that she was fine, Su Lu would not believe it!
While driving the car, Su Lu looked at the surrounding environment, thought for a while and said, "By the way, I know that a newly opened hot spring club is good, why don't we invite her to come here?"

"Psychological consultation while soaking in the hot spring?" Lin Qinghuan couldn't help laughing as she said, "Why do I feel so unreliable?"

On the contrary, Su Lu became more serious: "There's nothing unreliable about this! I've wanted to go to a high-end club for a long time! However, the funds for the event are tight, anyway, shouldn't your wealthy wives be like this? It's okay to go shopping , Soak in a hot spring and be a spa, it's boring to be alone, but two people still have something to talk to!"

Lin Qinghuan was speechless: "I convinced you!"

However, if you think about it carefully, it seems that there is really no suitable place.

Psychological counseling itself is to be carried out in an extremely relaxed state, and there is nothing wrong with Su Lu's proposal in essence.

*
After 20 minutes, Su Lu parked the car in the parking lot of the clubhouse, ordered an indoor hot spring, and was escorted by the staff.

Lin Qinghuan changed her clothes and came out of the lounge. Su Lu just hung up the phone. Seeing her come out, she said, "I've made an appointment for you, come over later."

"En." Lin Qinghuan walked to the hot spring to soak while talking.

It is indeed very comfortable, and there is a touch of incense burning in the room, which also has the effect of calming the mind.

Lin Qinghuan sat in the hot spring for a while, feeling relaxed, but Su Lu didn't go in, but sat beside her and looked at her mobile phone.

"Didn't you clamor to come to the hot spring?" Lin Qinghuan complained in his voice: "When you come, you just sit and play with your phone. What are you planning?"

Su Lu: "You don't understand that!" She said, putting away her phone: "Your doctor will be here in a while, if I take a bath with you, how can you relax?"

Lin Qinghuan didn't speak.

Think about it and it is true.

However, thinking about it, Su Lu should have her own arrangements, so she didn't need to worry about it.

After about ten minutes, Su Lu got up and said, "I'll go down and pick her up. I won't come in after a while. Call me when you're done."

"Okay." Lin Qinghuan closed her eyes, her voice was soft and lazy.

Seeing her answer, Su Lu opened the door and went out.

I don't know if it's because the spirit has been greatly relaxed, and the heat is hot, and the whole person is lazy and wants to sleep.

And it's like a psychological hint, once a person has the idea of ​​wanting to sleep, he will feel drowsy for a long time.

When Su Lu opened the door and came in, Lin Qinghuan was already leaning against the edge of the hot spring and was about to fall asleep. Seeing this scene, she immediately turned around and went to the lounge to get a bath towel and came out, wanting to hug her out.

Lin Qinghuan was a little confused, and wanted to open her eyes, but all she saw was a vague shadow, but it was barely certain that it was Su Lu.

The voice was lazy and confused: "Su Lu?"

"En." Su Lu responded, "It's me... why did you fall asleep in the hot spring? What if you fell into it?"

Lin Qinghuan vaguely remembered what she said, but... in this state, she couldn't remember anything.

Su Lu put her whole body weight on her, and managed to float her out of the hot spring. There were already blankets and dry towels on the recliner in the lounge beside her. Su Lu attached her to her, but comforted her softly. She said: "Huanhuan, Miss Gu has already come, she is waiting outside, you lie down first, I will ask her to come in."

"En..." Lin Qinghuan's voice was lazy, and she had no strength at all.

When Su Lu took the glass water glass that was already on the cabinet next to her, she brought it to her mouth: "You drink a glass of ginger syrup first, the temperature has dropped severely in the past two days, if you catch a cold, it will be fine."

"En..." Lin Qinghuan responded, and took a sip.

Su Lu asked her to lie down, and took a blanket to cover her body: "You lie down for a while, and then call her in here."

Lin Qinghuan now feels that she can fall asleep after touching the pillow, but for some reason, although her consciousness is fuzzy, she is not in a state of complete coma. Can not remember.

She was aware of everything around her again. She heard Su Lu open the door and go out, and then, not long after, she heard someone come in again.

The footsteps sounded a bit chaotic. It was not one person, two... or three?

She can feel it, but she can't clearly distinguish it.

After a while, the footsteps got closer and closer, and finally, Su Lu's familiar voice came to her: "Huanhuan, Miss Gu is here."

Lin Qinghuan responded, and after Su Lu finished speaking, there was no more sound. Then, her psychotherapy was Miss Gu Jing's voice: "Miss Lin, I'm in a hurry, let's start directly..."

After speaking, Gu Jing put the pendulum clock on the cabinet next to her, and turned on her mobile phone to play the music she had carefully selected.

Lin Qinghuan's consciousness was already very blurred, coupled with the hint of the rhythm of the pendulum clock and the guidance of soothing music, accompanied by a snap of his fingers, Lin Qinghuan lay on the recliner with steady breathing, and fell asleep in a relaxed state of mind.

Su Lu looked up at the person standing beside her, and hesitated to speak.

The man's slender fingers touched his lips lightly, made a silent movement, and then motioned for Su Lu to go out.

Su Lu looked at Lin Qinghuan with some anxiety, but Gu Jing got up directly and took her out with her lightly. Although Su Lu was reluctant, there was no reason to disturb Lin Qinghuan's psychological treatment.

After reaching the door and walking a little further away, Su Lu suppressed the anger in her voice and said, "Are you sure Qing Huan won't find out like this?"

Gu Jing looked at Su Lu and smiled unexpectedly: "I never said she would not find out about this!"

"You!" Su Lu's voice was a little anxious.

But soon, she was completely dismissed by Gu Jingyun's indifferent attitude: "What's wrong with me? You knew from the beginning how he planned to do this matter! If it weren't for him, you wouldn't have put Let me introduce you to Miss Lin."

"But he clearly said he wouldn't interfere!"

The corner of Gu Jing's mouth held a cold but ironic smile: "How could he not intervene?"

Su Lu was speechless.

Gu Jing's tone was still casual: "The reason why Miss Lin became what she is now has a lot to do with him, and it was even caused by him alone. Besides, he himself intends to help Miss Lin recover her memory..."

"But……"

Su Lu didn't know what to say for a while.

In fact, Lin Qinghuan also thought about it, but...maybe Lin Qinghuan doesn't even know whether she can accept all the memories she lost...

Gu Jing's clear eyes fell on Su Lu's face casually, she looked at Su Lu calmly for a while, then chuckled and said: "Memory itself is accompanied by fear and hurt. Her subconscious mind once chose to protect her. I forgot, but..."

As she spoke, she hesitated to speak, and then smiled and said: "But when I think about it, I don't have any choice. Whether she is afraid or afraid, that is what she has to face. Why did he give her deep hypnosis to help her seal up her memory?"

"What about now? Why does he help her remember now? He knows everything, right? How painful are those things for Lin Qinghuan?"

This question... Gu Jing could not answer.

From the perspective of a psychiatrist, it is also one of their jobs to help patients resolve some unpleasant memories, such as traumatic stress disorder...

However, using deep hypnosis to erase the surrounding memory, objectively speaking... is too paranoid and arbitrary.

It's just that Song Chi can't treat Lin Qinghuan like he treats ordinary patients, can he?

If it can alleviate her pain, it seems nothing to him to use any means...

*
In the room, Song Chi guided with a gentle voice: "Do your adoptive parents treat you well? Besides them, are there other people in your adoptive parents' family? For example, their own children?"

"Adoptive parents... they are very nice. I like painting since I was very young. They always buy me brushes, paints and so on from time to time... But they have a daughter, an older sister, who is older than me... ...she's always robbing me of my stuff, my brushes, paints, everything..."

Song Chi's skeletal fingers turned the pen in his hand casually, and his slightly closed eyes showed no emotion.

Faintly, however, the slight sarcasm is mixed in the corner of the slightly raised mouth...