Master, I have too many skirts

Ji Xu frowned tightly and watched Cheng Yue's face turn pale, sighing in a low voice.

Neither of them spoke first. Tang Jing, who was on the side, noticed that the atmosphere was not right, and hurried up to cheer up the atmosphere, "What's the matter? This is, I have already booked the restaurant, and I will go directly to eat after the meeting! Let's get worse Do you like Ma Xiao very much, the crayfish in that restaurant are very fresh!"

Ji Xu looked at Cheng Yue whose nose was slowly sweating, but finally couldn't bear it, reached out and wiped his nose, and led him, "Go home, okay?"

Cheng Yue wiped the sweat from his palms on his trousers, and nodded slightly.

"Then I'll leave it to you first." Ji Xu wiped the sweat from Cheng Yue's head and glanced at Tang Jing, "We'll talk about the follow-up handover work tomorrow."

"Hey... okay." Tang Jing also saw Cheng Yue's abnormal silence, and quickly nodded in response, "Chang Sheng is outside, let him take you back."

After Ji Xu nodded, he led Cheng Yue out, and saw Duan Changsheng's car waiting at the door.

Duan Changsheng saw the two of them getting into the car, and just drove for a while, he glanced at Cheng Yue's face in the rearview mirror, "What's the matter, aren't you happy that you won?"

Cheng Yue had no time to pay attention to him, he lowered his head and said nothing.

Ji Xu pinched Cheng Yue's head and said with a smile, "I'm hungry, I'm not in a good mood."

"Hungry?" Duan Changsheng was stunned, "Tang Jing..."

After seeing the two of them chatting up, Cheng Yue hugged Ji Xu before Duan Changsheng finished speaking, so as not to let the two of them look at each other.

When Ji Xu saw him coming, he quickly stretched out his hand to hold him steady, fearing that the car would hit his head when it turned a corner.

"You're going too far!" Duan Changsheng pretended to stare into the rearview mirror.

Cheng Yue didn't care what he said, and after blocking the two of them, he rested his chin on Ji Xu's shoulder with peace of mind.

After the car stopped outside the apartment, Cheng Yue and Ji Xu got out of the car.

"Thank you." Ji Xu closed the car door for Duan Changsheng.

The two of them stood there watching Duan Changsheng drive away, then Ji Xucai dragged Cheng Yue into the apartment.

As soon as he got home, Ji Xu let the sweaty Cheng Yue take a shower.

When Cheng Yue came out of the shower, Ji Xu brought over a bowl of freshly cooked noodles.

When Ji Xu carried it all the way to the tea table, Cheng Yue stood still, and he always felt that something was wrong with Ji Xu.

Because Ji Xu never ate at places other than the dining table, and he was not allowed to run around with the food.

Putting this bowl of noodles on the tea table today, Cheng Yue rubbed his hair a little scared.

If something goes wrong, there must be a demon. Is Ji Xu trying to...test him?

Cheng Yue thought for a while and thought it was so, and immediately went to the dining table with the bowl in hand.

Ji Xu: "..."

"Isn't that TV that you see every day going to be on?" Ji Xu also went over and wiped his head with the towel that was on his shoulder.

Cheng Yue smiled and lowered his head to start eating noodles.

Ji Xu never mentioned the matter of asking him to see a doctor. When he was sleeping, Cheng Yue wondered if Ji Xu would talk to him about it.

but.

Until Cheng Yue fell asleep, Ji Xu didn't mention this matter to him again.

Cheng Yue had a dream, and he couldn't remember the content of the dream after he woke up from the fright.

Panting for breath, he blinked his eyes and looked at the darkness, subconsciously, he groped towards the other side of the bed.

But he couldn't touch anything, and Ji Xu, who should be sleeping next to him at this moment, disappeared.

Cheng Yue's heart skipped a beat, he touched it again and found that the person was indeed not there, and immediately got out of bed.

There was no light in the room, it was too dark, and Cheng Yue was so anxious that he knelt on the ground when he got out of bed.

Fortunately, there was a soft wool blanket on the floor, and Cheng Yue got up and walked outside the room.

As soon as Cheng Yue walked into the living room, he saw Ji Xu, but Cheng Yue started to walk towards Ji Xu slowly.

Ji Xu stood on the balcony, holding a cigarette in his hand, the balcony and the inside and outside of the living room were completely dark, and the cigarette in Ji Xu's hand was flickering and sparkling, which was a bit glaring to the eyes.

Cheng Yue tried his best to glance at the clock hanging on the wall, it was just a quarter past three o'clock.

Ji Xu stood there for an unknown how long, and Cheng Yue stood behind him without moving.

It wasn't until Cheng Yue wiped his eyes that he slowly walked over and hugged him from behind.

"...Cheng Yue?" Ji Xu felt a little surprised by the body temperature.

Cheng Yue buried his face on his back and rubbed it lightly, as if he had made up his mind.

"Why did you wake up?" Ji Xu pinched the cigarette in his hand, turned around slowly, and hugged him back, "Are you getting up to go to the toilet or are you thirsty?"

Cheng Yue's nose was sore and he held him still. Ji Xu stood here smoking in the middle of the night, his voice was hoarse, how pitiful.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xu patted his head.

Cheng Yue sniffed and pulled him back from the balcony to the living room, took the mobile phone on the sofa, made a quick type, and handed it over.

Ji Xu took the phone, and after seeing the words on the phone, he was a little dazed.

[Let's see a psychiatrist, don't worry. 】

Cheng Yue looked at Ji Xu without speaking, and cautiously approached him, but was suddenly picked up by the waist.

He was startled, and subconsciously hugged Ji Xu's neck tightly.

"Don't be so obedient..." Ji Xu's voice was still hoarse, "You don't need to be so obedient."

Cheng Yue's eyes lit up, he took out his mobile phone and typed a few words, zooming in and putting it in front of Ji Xu's eyes.

[Then can I go to disco? 】

"Sleep." Ji Xu returned to the bedroom with a dark face and hugged him.

Early the next morning, Cheng Yue was dragged from the bed by Ji Xu, and before he opened his eyes, his face was wiped all over by the hot towel held by Ji Xu.

When Cheng Yue couldn't bear to open his eyes, Ji Xu immediately stuffed the toothbrush into his mouth again and let him hold it by himself.

Cheng Yue was speechless, got off the bed with a sigh, and ran to the toilet.

After washing and eating breakfast, Ji Xu took him directly to Song Yi's place.

When he was downstairs in Song Yi's psychological counseling room, Cheng Yue became obviously nervous.

"It doesn't matter." Ji Xu squeezed his hand, and confirmed with Cheng Yue again and again before going up that he was really willing to see a doctor, and then led him upstairs.

Cheng Yue led Ji Xu upstairs, got on the elevator and got off the elevator without relaxing.

"Come here?" When a female voice came over, Cheng Yue raised his head in surprise.

The speaker was Song Yi.

The woman who had a meal with him that day.

"Hello, Cheng Yue." Song Yi smiled and touched Cheng Yue's head.

Cheng Yue looked at Song Yi, his face was a little stiff, he pinched his sweaty palms, his heart was beating non-stop.

Why Ji Xu took him to see a psychiatrist was Song Yi.

Isn't that... Ji Xu didn't just take him to see a psychiatrist because he couldn't speak.

Ji Xu may have discovered his a long time ago, it's not normal.

"What's wrong?" Ji Xu lowered his head and asked him softly.

Cheng Yue didn't dare to look Ji Xu in the eyes, and shook his head.

"Come in." Song Yi led Cheng Yue into his office, when Ji Xugang was about to follow in, Song Yi stopped the door with a smile, "Now is my private time with him, family members stop. "

Ji Xu frowned, looking worried at Cheng Yue who was suddenly out of state, but still stopped, watching the door slowly close.

"Please sit down." Song Yi brought two cups of hot tea and put them on the low round table, and then sat cross-legged on the chunky sofa.

After Cheng Yue followed him in, he wanted to turn his head to look at Ji Xu, but was attracted by Song Yi's office.

Song Yi's office is less like an office, more like a...

Cheng Yue couldn't tell what it felt like.

Looking at the blankets on the floor, the soft sofas piled up around them, and the steaming warm tea in front of him.

Cheng Yue suddenly felt less nervous.

He squatted down slowly, and when he sat on the fat little sofa, he felt like he was going to sink in.

"Do you like this kind of softness?" Song Yi smiled and threw a white hair ball towards him, "Do you feel surrounded?"

Cheng Yue sat on the soft lazy sofa, holding the white hair ball in his arms, silently not looking at Song Yi.

Song Yi didn't open her mouth to speak, and took the cup of steaming tea and drank it slowly.

The silence between the two or Cheng Yue's unilateral resistance was wiped out when Song Yi kept smacking her lips while drinking tea.

Cheng Yue glanced at Song Yi who was sipping tea with her eyes closed, and then turned her head to look outside the door, but the door was closed.

He reached out and touched the porcelain cup on the small round table in front of him, it was very warm.

"Drink a little, I bought it recently, it might be a bit bitter at first, but it's very sweet afterward." Song Yi looked at him with a smile.

Cheng Yue nodded slowly, held the cup, and took a sip, then the expression on his face suddenly changed, he squinted his eyes and grinned.

Isn't this tea a bit bitter...

Seeing his expression, Song Yi couldn't help laughing out loud.

Cheng Yue stared at her for a while, but was also led astray by her.

After the two laughed for a while, Cheng Yue stopped suddenly.

He felt that this woman was not like a psychiatrist at all, how could she laugh at a patient like that.

While thinking about it, Cheng Yue took out the phone from his pocket, typed out a paragraph and handed it over.

【Am I sick】

Song Yi looked at the text and nodded in silence.

Cheng Yue accepted the matter with a calm face, then bowed his head and typed a message on the phone and handed it over.

[Did Ji Xu know from the beginning? 】

"Yes." Song Yi replied, "He is very worried about you."

After hearing this reply, Cheng Yue's complexion changed a little. He was thinking about when Ji Xu found out that he was abnormal and that he was sick.

He also had a meal with Song Yi in a fake manner without telling him, but he didn't realize it at all.

"Your throat is very healthy, it's fine." Song Yi stretched out her finger and tapped his neck lightly, "It's because you don't want to speak, and you are trying to avoid it."

Cheng Yue touched his throat, frowned and opened his mouth again.

No sound.

He didn't want to talk, he wanted to talk now.

"It's not like this." Song Yi stretched out her hand on his chest and nodded lightly, "It's here, your heart has closed its eyes, and it doesn't want to face it."

Cheng Yue couldn't understand what she meant, but right now he felt that Song Yi looked like a psychiatrist.

"You don't want to face your parents leaving you, and you don't want your life to be beaten into a mess. This long-term suppressed emotion makes you prone to anxiety, and gradually the object of your anxiety becomes Ji Ji. Xu." Song Yi said while watching his expression, "Ji Xu talked to others, Ji Xu never went home, Ji Xu was sick and couldn't wake up, all these made you very scared, because you found that you couldn't control, You can't control whether Ji Xu will leave you, you can't control Ji Xu, so you choose to escape in your heart, you don't want to talk because you want Ji Xu to blame yourself, you want Ji Xu to live only with... ..."

Cheng Yue didn't wait for her to finish speaking, and suddenly knocked over the teacup with a cold face, and stood up from the sofa suddenly panting.

The author has something to say: Cheng Yue's desire to control Ji Xu is too strong, and once Ji Xu breaks away from what he thinks is out of control, he can't stand it.

This is a disease that needs to be cured.

I should be able to speak now...