The president is committing suicide

A journey without a beginning or an end is just like a love without a beginning or an end.

Shen Cong sat on the sofa, his suit off to one side, his tie hanging loosely around his neck, his hair slightly messy.

"How did you get yourself into such an embarrassing state?" Doctor Liu felt something was amiss when he was informed that Shen Cong had come uninvited.

This person rarely gets himself into a state of despair, except when it comes to things related to that person.

"What's wrong with you?"

Dr. Liu is not a doctor specializing in psychology, but Shen Cong seems to often ignore his profession and comes whenever there is something.

But at this moment he couldn't even complain.

The man's dull, tired eyes were unusual.

"What did she know?"

This sentence finally made the person on the other side react.

One look from Shen Cong made it clear that things were no longer watertight.

"Who said that?"

"She went to the old house."

Doctor Liu frowned. "How could that be? Even if he is your father, he can't shake your position or influence your decision. Why do you do these things when you know that nothing can be changed?"

"Sometimes people just have a kind of unwilling delusion." Shen Cong buried his face in his hands, "I warned him not to say anything to her..."

Dr. Liu was even more worried: "You knew he would look for Ding Jiaying, but you still condoned this behavior. What on earth were you thinking?"

Shen Cong stared at the floor: "I don't know what I'm thinking. Maybe you're right. I've gone crazy."

"Maybe things aren't that bad. What if you tell her the truth..."

"No!" Shen Cong reacted violently.

Dr. Liu kindly advised: "Once a lie begins, there are only countless lies. The only way to end it is with the truth, not with many more lies."

"Then teach me, now that things have come to this, which fact can I tell that will not make her leave me?" When he said the word 'leave', Shen Cong's face was almost distorted with pain.

Doctor Liu stopped here. This was Shen Cong's restricted area and he couldn't say anything.

"What should I say about today's inspection?"

"I'll defuse the bomb. You keep the secret."

After Shen Cong finished speaking, he closed his eyes and lay on his back, trying to block out the noise from outside.

Ding Jiaying's face floated up, smiling, crying, desperate and resentful, and finally a calm face.

Shen Cong helplessly covered his eyes with his hands.

Ding Jiaying sat in the doctor's office waiting for an answer.

Xiao Mimi said she should see a psychiatrist, and Shen Cong should also go.

Ding Jiaying thought that she should see a neurologist, after all, she was not crazy yet.

She drank the water in the cup, looking at the unknown thing floating at the bottom of the cup, her thoughts turning back and forth several times.

"Is there anything in the cup? Do you want me to change it?" Doctor Liu's voice was gentle.

Ding Jiaying came back to her senses and said, "No, there's the white skin of the lemon that contains the juice."

"Oh." Doctor Liu talked about the results of the examination, saying that she was just a little nervous mentally, there was no major physical problem, and there was nothing to worry about.

Ding Jiaying said in her heart, "As expected."

As expected, there would be no problem with my physical examination with Dr. Liu.

This result was expected, but beyond my understanding.

Dr. Liu is not an ordinary doctor. He has zero tolerance for academic fraud. His heroic deeds of questioning the academician's articles are still circulating on the Internet.

He shouldn't lie.

Was his relationship with Shen Cong good enough for her to conceal the truth for him, or was he really not lying?

If he didn't lie, why would Shen Cong admit that he already knew that Ding Jiaying couldn't have children?

Ding Jiaying felt a little confused and thought something must be wrong.

"Shen Cong really cares about you." Doctor Liu spoke while sorting out the medical records at hand.

Ding Jiaying knew all this, but it was different from the truth of the matter.

If two people really don't love each other and don't want to be together so much, things would be much simpler.

Suddenly, there was a lot of confusion and barriers between them, which came inexplicably.

"I can't have kids, you know that?"

Ding Jiaying asked directly, not wanting to beat around the bush.

"The reason you can't have children is not your problem, it's..." Doctor Liu stopped writing.

"Is this the standard answer now?" Ding Jiaying said expressionlessly, "Do you think I will get the same answer if I go to another hospital now?"

Doctor Liu was silent for a moment: "Actually... the matter of the child is a matter between two people..."

Ding Jiaying didn't want to hear anything else, so she stood up and said, "I understand."

The weather has been weird lately. It has been raining since I came back. It's like an old woman lying on her sickbed. It's so annoying.

Ding Jiaying didn't like this kind of weather and couldn't fall asleep because of disgust.

Ding Jiaying has to go to work tomorrow, so she plans to go downstairs to drink some hot milk.

She was hesitating. A quarter of the sleeping pills were no longer effective. Should she add a little more?

Halfway up the stairs, Ding Jiaying froze when she saw Shen Cong walking up with a slightly cool breath.

Ding Jiaying didn't tell Shen Cong when she left the hospital.

She didn't know what to say or how to say it.

She sent a text message saying that she had finished the examination and found no problems, so she went back to work.

It was a strange tacit understanding between them, and Shen Cong just replied "OK".

Just like the days after they came back, the two got along with each other with respect.

She was afraid of the cold, so she wore long-sleeved pajamas at night.

Shen Cong saw her haggard face and felt bad: "Are you cold? Why don't you wear more clothes?"

"It's okay. I've put on extra clothes." Ding Jiaying said and walked downstairs, hoping to pass each other as soon as possible.

Shen Cong grabbed her hand like a hunter and held her in his arms: "Quibbling, your hands are obviously so cold."

Ding Jiaying was very obedient, even docilely letting him hold her in his arms and letting him put his coat over her.

She just didn't speak.

"Are you waiting for me?" Shen Cong's voice was filled with imperceptible expectation, carefully hidden in his seemingly normal tone.

Ding Jiaying still didn't speak.

He sighed: "You still don't want to pay attention to me?"

The person in his arms didn't push him away, so Shen Cong felt that he had made progress today: "I went to the old house today."

She finally moved and looked up at herself slightly.

Shen Cong kissed her forehead with his lips: "I had a fight. He will never come to you alone again."

Ding Jiaying took his hand and said, "So this is the reason for the injury?"

A son beats up his father?

"It's his fault."

"Not at all……"

Even though it was Ding Jiaying who provoked him and made him marry her despite his family's opposition, and the relationship between father and son reached the freezing point and they were almost ready to open the ancestral hall, he did not resort to violence.

She didn't dare to imagine how big the commotion was today.

"That's your father."

Shen Cong remained calm: "I admit, he is the one."