I heard that my boyfriend is sick

7.

Wen Yueran knew early on that it was impossible to cure He Chongqiu's illness and keep him in the dark all the time, but he never expected that it would be so inappropriately exposed.He didn't respond to He Chongqiu's words, and he didn't know how to respond. The two fell into an awkward silence for a moment.

It wasn't until the colleagues who had already started grilling called and waved to them, that the two of them answered in a low voice, and sat on the outermost circle surrounded by the crowd. However, He Chongqiu finally sighed, took the initiative to take a bunch of grilled chicken wings, and handed them to Wen Yueran beside him.

Wen Yueran was stunned, and took the chicken wing skewers, "...don't you want to eat?"

He Chongqiu heard the words, and leaned over to take another bunch. "I have it, don't worry."

Wen Yueran: "...Oh."

He silently bit the chicken wings in front of him, the strong smell of cumin entered his nose, Wen Yueran's nose felt a little sour for a while, he tried hard to maintain a happy 'smiling face', decided to pretend to be ignorant, and took the initiative to break the ice road. "By the way, Chongqiu, what you just said I know, I don't quite understand."

He Chongqiu looked at Wen Yueran's indifferent and beautiful face, which was trying to be cheerful and healthy, and burst out laughing. The depression at first dissipated a bit, and he asked in an unclear tone. "You really don't know anything?"

Wen Yueran lowered his voice, still nodded expressionlessly.

"Then why did you help me before?" He Chongqiu whispered. "Of course, haven't you noticed anything strange recently?"

Wen Yueran finished the last bite of chicken wings. "What do you want me to find out?"

The two looked at each other, and He Chongqiu looked into Wen Yueran's calm eyes with a solemn expression. "For example, last time I ate, I touched another man's face..."

"...that person is drunk and drunk." Wen Yueran didn't seem to care.

"For example, last time, I got entangled with a strange man in the garage..." He Chongqiu smiled bitterly. Although Wen Yueran didn't mean to dislike him, and even showed a high degree of trust and protection, He Chongqiu still Some said in a self-deprecating manner. "For example, I'm sick..."

Wen Yueran suddenly reached out his hand to cover his mouth, Wen Yueran shook his head, he was afraid that people around him would hear He Chongqiu's words, and that others would look at He Chongqiu in a strange way, so he took the initiative to go to the grill to get several skewers of barbecue meat, and he Stuffing it in He Chongqiu's hand, his tone was pleading.

"Chongqiu, stop thinking about it, you're fine...you're fine!"

"Of course, you are a psychiatrist, so don't lie to yourself, and don't lie to me." He Chongqiu reached out and touched Wen Yueran's cheek, "I knew that there would be a day when I couldn't hide it, but sooner or later That's all, now that you really know, I'm relieved."

Wen Yue held the meat skewer dejectedly, seeing the oil falling on the ground, He Chongqiu took Wen Yueran's hand and took a big bite of a piece of meat.

"In the future, if I don't recognize you, please stop me." He Chongqiu smiled, looking much more optimistic than Wen Yueran. "At least I remember your voice, the voice of someone I like, don't I?"

Wen Yueran stuffed the skewers into He Chongqiu's hands, and said shyly.

"I said, you are not sick! I don't think you are sick either... Chongqiu, today is just a game, you are under too much pressure, don't think too much."

After that, Wen Yueran turned around and went to help other people to barbecue skewers. He seemed to walk briskly, as if he didn't care about He Chongqiu's nonsense, but He Chongqiu noticed his trembling right hand.

He Chongqiu silently ate the skewers in his hand. Wen Yueran always gave him the ones with less fat. No matter how angry he was, he could always remember his taboos. Wen Yueran knew himself very well, but at the same time, he also I know Wen Yueran very well.

Looking at Wen Yueran's busy back, the other party's slightly strange behavior seemed to be fully explained at this time. He obviously knew a lot and endured a lot, but he refused to let go of He Chongqiu's illness.Maybe it's because of He Chongqiu's subtle self-esteem, maybe he can't believe that He Chongqiu has an illusion, maybe it's just deceiving himself, he naturally doesn't want to leave the pain to He Chongqiu alone, but why would He Chongqiu want to pass the pain on to Wen Yueran?

Because of Wen Yueran's pretending to be stupid, the temptation initiated by He Chongqiu came to nothing. However, He Chongqiu's illness was still buried between the two of them like a time bomb, and it did not disappear because of Wen Yueran's denial.

After standing there for a while, He Chongqiu took the initiative to walk to Wen Yueran, picked up the condiment bottle, and sprinkled cumin and chili peppers on the skewers at the right time when the other party turned over the skewers. Each took a plate and ate.After the barbecue, the people in the consulting center took a walk after dinner under the leadership of Director Pang. They went downhill along the path in the forest park. A group of people laughed and laughed. talk.

"Everyone is doing well today, pack up and get ready to go back!" Director Pang said with a smile, he greeted all the doctors and nurses, and everyone boarded the nearest bus together. There were many people on the bus and there were almost no seats. He Chongqiu and Wen Yue Then stood at the back door of the bus, holding the pole, shaking with the shaking bus.

There was a lot of noise outside the car window. He Chongqiu, who had been calm before, looked at Wen Yueran in front of him, and suddenly said into Wen Yueran's ear.

"Of course I want to see a psychiatrist tomorrow."

Wen Yueran frowned, startled. "What did you say?!--"

He Chongqiu didn't seem to feel that he said anything shocking, "Although you think there is nothing wrong with me, I already feel that something is wrong. I clearly understand that I will bring you trouble...Go and see the psychological Doctor, maybe it will get better..."

"But I'm also a psychological counselor!" Wen Yueran tried his best to calm himself down. "Chongqiu...why did you suddenly..."

"However, you have made a diagnosis before, and you think I am not sick." He Chongqiu's eyes seemed to see everything, "...I know what you mean, you don't want to uncover the scars of my illness because you protect me I did not take the initiative to tell you about my feelings before, and it was also out of protection for you, but now... since we already know each other, why continue pretending to be ignorant?"

"Will you break up with me just because you know this?"

Wen Yue kept shaking his head.

"Then will you look down on me, laugh at me, and give up on me?"

Wen Yueran silently shook his head with some discomfort.

"At the beginning, knowing that you knew everything, I really felt a little uncomfortable." He Chongqiu's voice almost overlapped with the sound of a car's horn. "But I also lied to you and made you sad. I don't need to find another psychiatrist, and I also believe that you can't let my delusions continue to worsen. Will you... help me?"

Wen Yueran was taken aback, he had never given up on healing He Chongqiu, since he was willing to take the initiative to open up his heart, it would be the best thing for a psychiatrist...but everything went so smoothly.

Wen Yueran hummed in a low voice. He turned his head and looked at the pedestrians outside the car window. Suddenly, a somewhat familiar face came into his eyes. It seemed to be the gentle man he had seen in Zhang Tong's father's photo. Fangzheng was holding something and walking slowly, Wen Yueran yelled.

"Master driver, please stop!—"

As soon as the car door opened, Wen Yueran ran down quickly, but He Chongqiu's eyes were a little annoyed, he followed and ran down, shouting. "Of course—wait a minute——"

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I'm sorry, I won't update it for the time being today and tomorrow, I have to go back to school and take the train, I'm busy