I heard that my boyfriend is sick

9.

"Of course?" He Chongqiu held the pale-faced Wen Yueran tightly, "Mr. Lin has already left."

When the cool wind hit, Wen Yueran felt a chill, only to realize that he had been standing by the side of the street for a long time, he held He Chongqiu's hand back, and the warm palm of the other warmed Wen Yueran's heart.

"... Well, let's go home first."

Fortunately, this place is not very far from the apartment, and the two who got off the station early quickly walked slowly towards the home together. Along the way, the two of them more or less mentioned that Mr. Lin Jun just now.

"If what Mr. Lin said is true, then Ms. Zhang Tong is likely to be hiding something." He Chongqiu shook his head recalling Lin Jun's extremely angry expression. "That Mr. Lin doesn't seem to be a person who talks nonsense. Besides, Qin Xiaoyu's matter can be found out in the hospital... Mr. Lin doesn't need to lie."

Wen Yue fell into deep thought and murmured. "After the bank robbery, Zhang Tong suffered from the obvious Stockholm Syndrome. In order to get Zhang Tong out of the shadows and get rid of her kidnapper boyfriend who beat her, Zhang Tong's parents came to our hospital for psychological consultation. But... this disease should be caused by the kidnappers. Why did Zhang Tong’s father show me photos of Zhang Tong’s ex-boyfriend? According to what Mr. Lin said, Zhang Tong has always been very popular and has countless suitors. He is not the only ex-boyfriend, why is he..."

Thinking of this, Wen Yueran took out his wallet, which contained another photo given by Zhang's father. On it was the kidnapper who escaped prison because of being a hostage. He was extremely vicious and had a dark complexion. , short in stature, Wen Yueran felt suspicious when he put Lin Jun together with this person.

"Of course, don't worry. I know a well-known private detective agency. If you really think that Zhang Tong and Zhang's father are suspicious, then we will entrust them to investigate." He Chongqiu patted Wen Yueran on the shoulder, Smiling and whispering the name of a detective agency in the ear of the other party. "I heard that it is a good place to keep secrets, beat mistresses, check affairs, and track whereabouts."

Wen Yueran: "..."

When he first heard the name, Wen Yueran's face showed a subtle embarrassment. He clenched his wallet tightly and remembered the photos of He Chongqiu in the mailbox before. Naturally, he knew that the people in the office were capable, so he tried his best to maintain a deadpan posture. Replied.

"Well, I will take the initiative to contact them when the time comes..."

"In this case, of course, don't be sad, today is our anniversary!" He Chongqiu supported Wen Yueran's shoulders, and gently pushed him to walk quickly. "I have a lot of ingredients in the refrigerator, let's go, let's go back soon... And you just promised to help me treat my illness, but doctor, you haven't helped me think about my treatment yet..."

Wen Yueran was amused as he listened. He smiled lightly. He obviously didn't expect that He Chongqiu would cooperate surprisingly after the paranoia was exposed. Maybe he didn't want to worry himself, and would rather expose his vulnerability and make concessions.On the contrary, he had been hiding He Chongqiu's secrets before, and went to explore He Chongqiu's secrets on his own initiative. Not only did he fail to find the crux of the other party's paranoia, but it made He Chongqiu embarrassed, and the two almost suspected each other, which made Wen Yueran feel a little guilty.

The apartment was not far away, and the two quickly took the elevator back to the room. After all, they had already had a barbecue at noon, and they were not hungry at this time.He Chongqiu took out the ingredients in the refrigerator to check one by one, and put the shrimps that had been frozen for a long time into a basin, and melted the ice with water. He urged Wen Yueran to sit obediently in the living room and watch TV, while he put on an apron and flirted. He rolled up his sleeves, diced the cucumbers and beans, sliced ​​the meat, soaked them in egg wash, and put them on plates one by one. It took more than an hour to complete the preparation work.

And Wen Yueran, who was sitting cross-legged on the sofa in the living room, was staring at the two medical records in front of him in a daze. One of them was Zhang Tong's medical record and the other was a blank case. The news was written into Zhang Tong's medical records. At the same time, he put question marks next to the names of Zhang's father, Zhang Tong, and Lin Jun. Obviously, the relationship between these people was not clear, which made Wen even more confused. .

After thinking for a while, Wen Yueran closed Zhang Tong's medical record, and silently sent a new entrustment order to the former detective's mailbox. Instead of continuing to fall into the hard thinking like a strange circle of thinking, he turned to the blank medical record beside him.

Wen Yueran frowned, his indifferent face was full of tangles, and he buried his whole face in the blank medical record.

He Chongqiu came out with water shaking his hands, and saw his lover stupidly pasting his face on the medical record book on the desk in the living room, his eyes were empty, He Chongqiu's smile deepened, his footsteps were light, and the water drops on his hands moved towards Wen Yueran's face Last shot.

Wen Yue sat up abruptly, still calm and self-possessed, but his face was wet. "Chongqiu?"

He Chongqiu: "Pfft."

He Chongqiu rubbed Wen Yueran's head, and it was rare for him to look at the medical records without shy away. "Oh, is this medical record book going to record me?"

Wen Yueran still frowned, he nodded, and wrote He Chongqiu's name on the title page in an orderly manner. "That's right, but Chongqiu, before that, I still have some questions I want to ask you."

Seeing that his lover was so serious, He Chongqiu took off his apron and sat beside Wen Yueran on the sofa, like a primary school student being questioned by a teacher. "you say."

"...Patient He Chongqiu, when did you first discover yourself, have delusional cognitions, and mistake important people around you?" Wen Yueran asked straightforwardly.

He Chongqiu seemed to be lost in memory, "It seems to be the day of graduation, the day we received our graduation certificates. Although I didn't really admit someone else, but the people around me are very blurry in my eyes, especially blurry..."

After all, He Chongqiu seemed a little annoyed, "I used to be insensitive to the identities of the people around me, and I was nodding acquaintances with everyone. When did this disease start to worsen... I don't know."

Wen Yueran slowly recorded He Chongqiu's words, and he began to recall the events on the day of graduation, but the content of his memory was already a little fuzzy and plain.I only vaguely remember that day, after he and He Chongqiu happily got their graduation certificates, they were about to go to a hot pot restaurant for dinner. I ran into this scene across the street.

The incision was not big and had already healed. Although He Chongqiu was a little anxious at that time, there was no obvious abnormality. Wen Yueran shook his head, feeling that he was a little worried. All kinds of people, from this day on, his hidden delusional cognition began to aggravate.

Wen Yueran stretched out his hand to cover the back of He Chongqiu's hand. "don’t worry."

He Chongqiu nodded. "Of course, is there anything else you want to ask?"

"Except for the start time of the illness, Chongqiu, can you show me your mobile phone memo?" Wen Yueran stretched out his palm, "Since the delusional cognition has worsened...you seem to have started to remind yourself through the memo..."

He Chongqiu was taken aback when he heard this request, but he didn't react too violently. He obediently handed the phone to Wen Yueran's palm, "Of course, you really understand me."

Wen Yueran looked through He Chongqiu's memos one by one, and there were indeed records of the characteristics of various colleagues and friends he met. They were all obvious ways to distinguish them. He slid to the bottom, and the first memo was recorded in the graduation Soon after.

But the latest one is stuck a year ago.