Shen Shaojuai: I'm sorry I love you too much

On this day, Ye Xingyi was about to go back to accompany Bo Ting after class as usual.

The teacher at the next table stopped her: "Ms. Ye, we are going to have dinner tonight, and we will hold a welcome party for you. You must attend."

Ye Xingyi was stunned and blinked. She didn't know that these colleagues would hold a welcome party for her.

This came out of the blue, but she couldn't refuse the enthusiasm of others, so she had to agree.

At first, she thought it would be enough for the teachers in the same office to have a simple meal together, but the grand scene in front of her made her dumbfounded, almost half of the teachers in the school came.

Teacher Wang next door led her into the door, raised her hand, and greeted her warmly: "Everyone, take a look here. This is our hero Ye, Teacher Ye. Everyone applauds and welcomes her!"

The teacher looked over and booed and applauded. The scene was very enthusiastic.

Ye Xingyi blushed, bent over quickly, and thanked: "Hello, my name is Ye Xingyi, and I hope you can give me your advice in the future."

Teacher Wang next to her saw her jerky reaction, and immediately became more fond of her, and slapped her on the shoulder, "Don't be so cautious, just be as usual, the teachers in our school usually attend activities together, let's play together , the relationship is good, relax, let's not get drunk today!"

Ye Xingyi was nervous at first, but when he looked up, he found that everyone's eyes were mostly out of curiosity, and there was no negative feeling, so he really relaxed a little.

It's just that she couldn't let it go. After greeting most of the teachers, she followed Teacher Wang and sat in the empty seat in the corner, holding a cup of drink and drinking slowly.

She has a beautiful appearance and a quiet temperament. At this moment, because of a little melancholy between her brows, she shows a classical beauty's temperament. The men and women present are fascinated by her and can't help but take a few more glances from time to time.

Ye Xingyi, however, turned a deaf ear to the outside world, and was alone in a trance. Suddenly, the person sitting opposite her slowly stretched out a hand with well-defined bones, which looked particularly slender and clean.

"Hello, I am the teacher of the psychology class of the medical school, and my name is Anyang."

A magnetic and gentle voice suddenly sounded in his ear, Ye Xingyi was startled and a little panicked.

The man opposite was a handsome young man in his 30s, with a slightly cute appearance, looking at her with a smile.

He stretched out that hand. After reacting for a while, Ye Xingyi quickly reached out and shook hands with him: "Hello, my name is Ye Xingyi, please give me your advice."

The man gently shook Ye Xingyi's hand, which was warm to the touch, and then politely let it go.

"Even if you don't report your name, I believe many people will recognize you."

Ye Xingyi's expression changed immediately, and more intense panic flashed in his eyes, which caught Anyang's attention.

He studies psychology, and has a sharper observation ability for people's psychological reactions, as well as facial expressions.

He realized that Ye Xingyi had misunderstood something, and quickly waved his hands to explain: "Miss Ye, I think you misunderstood, what I mean is that I am also your fan, and I like to collect your paintings."

After a pause, he said again: "Especially the starry sky you painted last year, I was completely attracted after seeing it, and bought it at a huge price, and it is still hanging on the wall of my house Woolen cloth."

Ye Xingyi was slightly stunned, and then realized that he had met his fanboy.

She subconsciously overreacted just now, thinking that his words were mocking herself, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed.

She lowered her head, put her bangs behind her ears, and her posture was so graceful that the eyes of the man across from her immediately lit up.

Ye Xingyi lowered his head and didn't notice, he just apologized: "I'm sorry, I overreacted."

Anyang quickly laughed and waved his hands, "It doesn't matter, there is a problem with my statement. It is my fault that you misunderstood. However, no matter what the outside world hears, I believe that you are definitely not that kind of person after seeing you today."

Ye Xingyi trembled, the blood on his face faded, he smiled cautiously and said, "Really? Thank you very much."

Anyang saw Ye Xingyi flinched, his eyes were slightly clear, he seemed to be unable to concentrate, and he had some initial judgments in his heart.

Being a doctor is a bit of an occupational disease, not to mention that he is an excellent psychological counselor, and he can see Ye Xingyi's problems at a glance.

I couldn't help thinking for a while, and asked softly, "Ms. Ye, I think you are not in good spirits. Is it because you haven't rested recently? Haha, don't get me wrong, I have an occupational disease attack."

Ye Xingyi was a little uncomfortable, but nodded and said: "Yes, recently... there are a lot of things, so it is easy to dream at night."

"Do you still often suffer from insomnia? Do you often dream too much when you fall asleep? Are you often in a trance, in a bad mood, tired and out of spirit?"

Ye Xingyi nodded: "Yes, I always have dreams. However, I think I am very healthy, it should just be that there have been too many things recently."

As he spoke, he forced a smile, lifted his drink and took a sip.

This shows that he does not want to continue talking.

A trace of confusion flashed in Anyang's eyes, but he suppressed it again, leading the topic to another place.

After eating, the dining table was moved away, and the place became a dance hall again. A teacher from the music department came on stage to sing, and everyone else sang and danced below.

Ye Xingyi had been sitting in the corner drinking quietly, watching everything in front of him quietly, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth, very peaceful.

Many people wanted to invite Ye Xingyi to dance, but seeing Ye Xingyi's frail appearance, several teachers backed off and invited other teachers.

Perhaps there is also a psychological cause, as good-looking as Mr. Ye, I probably don't like their crooked melons and bad dates.

When a man reaches a critical point, he will always admit defeat.

Anyang was not afraid of those hidden thoughts of losing face, and cheerfully stepped forward to invite Ye Xingyi: "Can I ask you to dance?"

It was that slender and clean hand again. Ye Xingyi thought about it, but still waved his hand and refused: "Forget it, I'm not very good at dancing, I'm afraid I'll crush your feet."

Anyang chuckled, and persistently invited: "It doesn't matter, I can teach you, even if you crush my foot, I can heal it."

Some majors are just capricious. When it comes to love, Anyang seems to be at his fingertips. He has a friendly attitude and a fun appearance. It is indeed easy to win the favor of others.

Ye Xingyi looked at him, and then thought about the welcome banquet held for him today, if he didn't support him at all, it seemed unreasonable.

He nodded in agreement, and the two of them slowly slid onto the dance floor. They were both handsome and beautiful people, and they immediately attracted countless eyes.

Ye Xingyi was a little shy, and his movements were a little clumsy. He dismantled Anyang's legs several times in a few strokes, and immediately blamed himself in distress.

"I'm really sorry, I said it, I can't do it well, why don't I go down, so as not to really crush your feet!"

Seeing her panicked expression, Anyang made up his mind, held her back, held her hand firmly, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, everything is difficult first and then easy, you did a good job , Come follow my movements, let's slow down!"

Ye Xingyi had a bitter face, gritted his teeth, and followed Anyang's lead carefully, one front, one back, left, right, left, right, moving around, looking from the outside, the dancing posture was still passable.

Ye Xingyi just got used to it, and his mood was getting better. Suddenly, over Anyang's shoulder, someone saw a female teacher next to him with a strange expression. That expression seemed to be secretly smiling with her mouth covered, and she seemed to be pointing at her. .

Suddenly, a huge panic engulfed her, and when she realized it, she had already pushed Anyang away.

Anyang was startled, and stood where he was, seeing Ye Xingyi become extremely panicked.

"I'm sorry……"

Ye Xingyi didn't know what happened to her just now, so she simply said sorry, turned around and left.

Even Anyang, who was so fast, couldn't catch up. The people around didn't know what was going on here. They only saw Ye Xingyi leaving the venue in a hurry, with a puzzled expression on his face.

Facing the questioning eyes of his colleagues, Anyang spread his hands and smiled wryly, he really didn't know what was wrong.

But with a preliminary diagnosis of Ye Xingyi's mood, he felt that there might be some deviations in Ye Xingyi's psychological problems, for example, he had symptoms of moderate depression.

After that, he was not in the mood to continue jumping, and just sat on the side with his head down and thought carefully.

He was considering whether to take the initiative to communicate with Ye Xingyi about her psychological situation. Psychological problems are very personal, and most people are very sensitive, and he doesn't want others to take the initiative to bring it up to him.

What's more, they still have a relationship of colleagues, which is even more troublesome.

Anyang is not a nosy person, but he has his own professional ethics.

He felt that Ye Xingyi's symptoms were already obvious, if not contained or managed in time, it might turn into a more serious condition.

He was caught in a tangle, should he actively communicate with Ye Xingyi, or should he not communicate?
Sighing heavily, he drank another full glass of red wine. To be honest, from the first time he saw Ye Xingyi, he had a crush on Ye Xingyi. Of course, Anyang had been in love with her for a long time.

It is not a lie to say that he is Ye Xingyi's fanboy, he really appreciates Ye Xingyi's talent.

It's just that after meeting, he was attracted by Ye Xingyi's peculiar temperament. It's not normal for a gentle lady to be a gentleman.

As for the public opinion and gossip, An Yang said that he didn't care about it. Anyway, as the vice-principal, he would often get in touch with the affairs in that circle. Ye Xingyi's personality was not like that at first glance.

After Ye Xingyi left the venue, he squatted on the side of the road, his heart palpitating for a while before he recovered.

She was breathing heavily like she was suffering from asthma. At this moment, she faintly felt that there seemed to be something wrong with her emotional mechanism, and she was easily stimulated by some specious things.

She felt that she was thinking too much, so she tried her best to calm down.

After she really calmed down a lot, she took the car back home. After returning home, she was always groggy and almost fell asleep.

In the dream, it was like being up and down, and I slept very badly.