Sweet pet: Shenjun fell in love at first sight again

Yan He turned the camera back on.

Try your best to find things that look interesting and send them to him.

Unfortunately, they were all rejected one by one because they were either not interesting enough or not good-looking enough.

In short, he has various reasons.

He said everything.

Yan He clicked his hands and sent another message to Zhou Zhiheng: "I don't want to take pictures anymore." ]

Zhou Zhiheng: [What’s wrong? ]

Yan He didn't reply.

Don't want to go back.

He seemed to have been waiting on the other end of the phone. Seeing that she ignored her, he sent a new message three minutes later.

Zhou Zhiheng: [Okay, then we won’t shoot today, okay? ]

No.

He was not satisfied.

Yan He turned around and handed the phone to the caregiver who was always by his side: "Please take a picture for me, thank you."

"Okay, where should I stand to take the photo?"

"Just shoot it like this."

In the conference hall.

The man sat at the top, his eyes always fixed on the chat interface of his mobile phone.

Never moved from the start.

No matter how brilliant the person standing in front of the big screen talked, they didn't attract his attention.

The person in charge of the marketing department subconsciously looked at Yuan Jiaze, who was nearest, and unconsciously slowed down his speech.

His eyes looked a bit asking for help.

Mr. Zhou didn't respond, and he didn't know whether it was good or bad.

To continue or not to continue.

Yuan Jiaze didn't even turn his head, but raised his chin to signal him to continue his report.

Anyway, Boss is now focused on his sweetheart, and there is a high probability that he won't be able to get out of this job if he doesn't catch her.

The money is already in place and everything is fine.

Boss's company is his company.

Zhou Zhiheng waited for a while, but didn't even wait for "the other party is typing".

The fingertips tapped lightly on the phone.

Before the message was sent, a photo popped up, and he looked stunned.

In the joyful and noisy atmosphere behind him, the person sitting on the chair seemed a little out of place.

His brows were furrowed and his lips were tightly pursed.

He was obviously unhappy.

The original eyes were a little alive at this moment, and finally they were no longer so misty as if they were about to fade away at any moment.

Even though they are wearing the same hospital gown, they look too good.

I couldn't help but curl my lips and saved the photo.

The originally typed words were deleted and re-edited.

The person in charge of the marketing department was making a report, even though he knew that the big boss might not be listening.

But the eyes still come from time to time, and you have to turn around and take a look at her face.

After Zhou Zhiheng finally showed a smile, he straightened his shoulders and even spoke louder.

Yan He sent the photo and got up and went upstairs.

Zhou Zhiheng asked for her photo in exchange, but what would it be like to have no request?

She didn't default on her debt.

Afraid that the sound of the phone would disturb her rest, she always turned it off after putting it in the drawer.

I took it out and didn't open it.

She endured it all the way, and when she was about to put it back, she opened it and took a look.

Zhou Zhiheng: [Why is Yan Yan so beautiful when she is angry? ]

Yan He paused.

I subconsciously opened the photo and looked at it enlarged. It was true that the face was either expressionless or had a straight face.

It's an emotion she didn't feel a while ago.

"..."

Actually, he's not angry anymore.

And she has no complexion at all, where does her beauty come from?

She wanted to think about it, but she couldn't help but arched her eyebrows and put the phone back in the drawer.

Just locked.

The nurse came over to inform her that she was going to the psychological counseling room and put away her cell phone.

However, it seemed that she didn't expect that she could take the initiative to lock it, and she was stunned.

Only then did he find his voice: "You are really the most cooperative patient with our work."

"is it?"

"Yes."

Some patients are addicted to the Internet and spend all their time on their mobile phones.

To take away the phone is equivalent to taking away his life.

There are very few things like this.

When we arrived at the psychological counseling room, Dr. Liang was already waiting inside.

The smile on his face was gentle and harmless: "Sit."

The first thought that popped into Yan He's mind was that Zhou Zhiyun was still so gentle when he was in the hospital.

But it was completely the opposite after leaving the hospital.

"I will be responsible for your psychological counseling today, is that okay?"

"It's ok."

"How are you? Are you feeling okay?"

"Yeah, not bad."

At the beginning, Dr. Liang was asking, and Yan He was answering. After more than ten questions went back and forth like this.

Suddenly the other party changed the subject: "Can you tell me about you?"

When she raised her head, the smile on her face remained unchanged: "You can say whatever you want, just pick something that interests you. For example, when did you start learning the violin? When did you decide to turn this hobby into a career? ?”

"..."

Yan He looked at her steadily for two seconds, then slowly lowered his eyes and said no more words to cooperate.

"Don't want to talk? Then let's change the topic?"

"......It can be said."

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By the time Yan He came out of the counseling room, it was already two hours later.

The mood visible to the naked eye is completely different from the one before entering.

Even if there is no direct contact, you can still feel it clearly.

The nurse waiting at the door blinked, weighed it in her mind, and finally said nothing to her.

He just sent the person to the ward: "Wait a moment, I'll get you a glass of water."

Take the cup back to the nurse's station.

Several people were staring at her, and she was about to ask.

After all, they are public figures who have been known to each other before, and they don't show their faces.

In fact, some people have been paying attention secretly.

It would be a pity if such a dazzling star died due to illness.

The nurse filled the water.

When he turned around, he still couldn't help but whispered: "It was like the kite that had just risen suddenly hit the ground with a bang."

Depression requires not only symptomatic treatment, but also the cause.

Although we know that in the healing process, if the heart disease cannot be removed, there is a high probability that it will recur.

I still can’t help but worry.

Yan He was still stunned when he was stuffed with a cup of hot water.

Her cold hands instantly felt a little warmer.

She tightened subconsciously.

He smiled at the man standing opposite, who looked like he might be younger than himself: "Thank you."

"You're welcome. If anything happens, you can call me anytime."

"it is good."

After people leave.

She then lowered her head to look at the cup, probably fearing it would burn her, so she mixed it with cold water.

Just enough for her to hold.

Her hands were warm.

It seems that even the low mood has warmed up a little bit.

Suddenly a sentence that I saw on the Internet flashed through my mind: The women I know well are born with the gift of loving.