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"Brother Zheng Ling, what's going on here?" Kimura's eyes were a little empty, he looked at Zheng Ling blankly, and didn't know what he was thinking.

It took Xiao Shan a while to calm down, perhaps because he struggled too hard.He fell asleep quietly, Zheng Ling's eye circles looked a bit dark, although Xiao Shan hadn't eaten, he was still quite energetic.

Zheng Ling made a silent gesture, and said softly: I'm going down to buy some things, you stay here and watch him.

Kimura nodded obediently, "Don't worry, Brother Zheng Ling."

Zheng Ling sat on the bench downstairs in the community, absent minded, not knowing what he was thinking.After a while, he got up gently and walked to the breakfast shop he used to go to. The owner of the shop could already recognize him.The boss didn't say anything, and started packing for him. Zheng Ling looked at the two boxes of lunch in his hand, looking a little disappointed.

"One more," he said to the boss.For some reason, his voice sounded a little sad.

When he went back again, Kimura Zheng stared at Xiao Shan nervously.Seeing Zheng Ling coming, he ran over in a jolt.

Kimura said: "I... don't know a friend..."

Looking at his flickering eyes, Zheng Ling asked him, "What exactly do you want to say?"

Kimura blushed and said, "He's a research doctorate in psychology, so... maybe I can ask him to come".

Before he finished speaking, Zheng Ling interrupted him: "Perhaps you can ask him to see if Xiao Shan is sick, is that what you want to say?"

Kimura saw the trace of suppressed anger in Zheng Ling's eyes.Neither speak.

"Brother Zheng Ling, I'm just kind. If you don't want to, then forget it." He muttered.Regret that I should not be Lu Dongbin.

Zheng Ling sat down and said: "It's not impossible", and he said in a relaxed tone: "Look, it's okay..."

He glanced at Kimura, and said a little strangely: "Others believe that Xiao Shan is sick, but I never believe him." He swallowed and said: "You don't know him, so you will be deceived by him."

He handed a box of lunch to Kimura: "Be hungry, let's eat."

"Ok".

Kimura felt that the atmosphere was a bit oppressive, so he said hesitantly: "Brother Zheng Ling, um, I still have something... um... can I..."

Zheng Ling said without raising his head: "There is something to do, then you go first, I can't see you off, I have to feed him."

Kimura glanced at them, turned and left.

Zheng Ling looked at that person, but that person didn't look at him.He slowly opened the lunch box, took a spoonful of soup, and brought it to the man's mouth.The man acted as if he hadn't seen it, and just sat quietly on his own.He opened the man's mouth and forced the soup into it.Maybe the soup was a little hot, but the man immediately vomited it out, vomited all over Zheng Ling, and gave him a supercilious look.

Zheng Ling hurriedly picked up the paper next to him and wiped Xiao Shan's mouth and clothes.He kissed the corner of Xiao Shan's mouth.Feed him little by little with a spoon.Xiao Shan didn't resist, "You're being honest now," he said with a smile to the man, but he still didn't look at him.

By the time Xiao Shan finished his meal, it was already very late, and Zheng Ling didn't eat either.He felt a little tired, so he hugged Xiao Shan to the bed.Like before, wrap his arms around his waist from behind.

"I haven't hugged you for a long time," he said as if talking to himself.

The man heard his words and slowly closed his eyes.

Zheng Ling also fell asleep after a while.

Kimura's work efficiency is quite fast.The next day, the person was taken to Xiao Shan's house. The person was wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and looked refined.The man said in a very calm tone: "I want to talk to him alone for a while."

Zheng Ling and Kimura walked out. "You look very familiar with that person." Zheng Ling lowered his eyelids and looked at the ground.

Although the man was dressed in ordinary clothes, he gave off an aura that could not be ignored. He really couldn't figure out what relationship Kimura had with this doctor of psychology.

Kimura said in a seemingly relaxed tone: "He often went to the restaurant where I used to work for dinner. After a long time, he became familiar with him."

Zheng Ling just snorted, "But that friend of yours is going to be busy for nothing, Xiao Shan is very sober."

Kimura sighed and said, "Brother Zheng Ling, I've heard about your case."

"Huh?" Zheng Ling asked with great interest, "Then do you think I'm particularly hateful?"

"No, it's just..."

"Just what?" He was interested in what someone like Kimura would think of him.

"I just feel sorry for Brother Xiao Shan. His mother left him so early, and his father treated him badly..."

"Poor?" Zheng Ling sneered, "Maybe I am older than you, but I really don't think he is pitiful."He hesitated to speak, wanted to talk about Xiao Shan's past, but before he could say it, he decided to give up.

Zheng Ling raised his head upwards and stopped talking.Kimura just glanced at him from time to time.

After a long while, the man came out.His expression was very tense, and he said in a sentence-like tone: "This gentleman's mental state is not very good. He has depression and some autism."

"Well, so what?" Zheng Ling asked helpfully, "What will happen to him?"

The gentleman wearing glasses said very seriously: "Let him calm down a little, and don't be too stimulated. Then I will come to him regularly for psychological treatment, and he should be fine."

"Huh?" Zheng Ling said, "How long will it take? I still have to work. Is there any problem with him?"

The man glared at him and said, "I think you'd better ask his family to take care of him for a while. I don't know how long, it depends on the patient's cooperation. As for him, I think he is No. Some patients with depression also have the tendency of self-harm and suicide. So it is very dangerous to let them stay together by themselves.”

The man saw Zheng Ling and didn't ask any more questions.The furrowed eyebrows on his face finally relaxed.

He looked at Kimura and said, "This is your friend".Then he stretched out his hand and said to Zheng Ling very kindly: "Mr. Zheng, hello, my name is Wei Tongshu, nice to meet you."

Kimura looked at Zheng Ling's gloomy expression, so he took the man's hand and pulled him out.

Since I can't afford it, I can only serve her well.

Zheng Ling also knew that Xiao Shan's family was unreliable, and he had no intention of letting his family take care of him.Simply moved the company's office directly to Xiao Shan's home.

In order to take care of Xiao Shan, he has not gone to work in the company for more than two months.

Whenever I saw Xiao Shan staring at the wall in a daze.For some reason, he always wanted to laugh, but couldn't.

His assistant has called numerous times.He got annoyed, so he turned off the phone.

Although Xiao Shan still didn't say a word to him, and ignored him.But after all, there was no self-mutilation or suicide tendency that the man with glasses said.

He walked to the bed and sat across from the man.I touched the man's hair with my hand, and it was still as soft as before.The man raised his eyes to look at him.His eyes were filled with something that Zheng Ling had never seen before, the arrogance and sarcasm in the past.Now there is a little more innocent feeling.Zheng Ling was fascinated by it.

But not long after, he was awakened by a loud knock on the door.

He got up a little annoyed and opened the door.Just when he was about to complain, he saw that the person standing outside the door was none other than his respectable mother.

He was a little surprised, and quickly straightened his unkempt hair.Immediately afterwards, the door was opened, and Mama Zheng followed in.Zheng Ling made a glass of water in a panic and put it in front of Zheng's mother.Impatiently asked: "Mom, why are you here".

Zheng's mother glanced at Xiao Shan who was staying next to her, and said angrily: "Just because of such a person, you don't care about the company's affairs."

Zheng Ling also said impatiently: "I don't care who he is in charge of. If you have something to say, I will go buy lunch for Xiao Shan later, and Xiao Shan has a long time to eat."

Zheng's mother's eyes quickly turned cold, and her tone suddenly became sharp: "Your father already knows about the affairs between you, what do you want to do?"

Zheng Ling glanced at his mother's ruffian, smiled and said: "What can I do? My people, of course I have to be responsible."

Half of Mama Zheng's face swelled up, she picked up the water that Zheng Ling had just made for her, and threw the cup to the ground forcefully.Some shrill and broken sounds broke the quiet atmosphere in the room.

Xiao Shan stared blankly at the broken cup.

"Mom, what are you doing?" Zheng Ling said angrily, "Don't scare Xiao Shan, he is still a patient and cannot be stimulated."

"I'm almost mad at you. You don't care, but you care about this outsider. Don't think that I don't know that people don't care about you..." Mama Zheng said everything in her heart in one breath: "Your father asked me to tell You, if you continue to be so obsessed with obsession, the company will be handed over to your brother. Although he is not as smart as you, nor as capable as you, he is still a child of my Zheng family, not much worse than you."Her tone was a little proud, but also a little annoyed that iron could not be made into steel.

Zheng Ling just said "hmm": "You guys can do whatever you want," he said expressionlessly.

Zheng's mother never expected him to react like this, and she was speechless for a while.

She wanted to be angry with his son, but she didn't expect him to have such an indifferent attitude.

"Do you really want to piss me off?" Zheng's mother shouted hysterically, "Your father won't let you go on like this."She glanced at Xiao Shan out of the corner of her eye, "For the sake of that child, I think you also know what to do."

Zheng Ling said to Zheng's mother coldly and without raising his head: "If something happens to him? I'll get it back ten times or twenty times, and then go to accompany him."

Zheng's mother was angry, like an eggplant beaten by frost, she said tremblingly: "Are you really going to do this?"

Zheng Ling walked to the door and opened it, making a gentlemanly gesture: "You should go."

Mama Zheng walked over on tiptoe.

The moment he closed the door, he finally asked: "Is there no other way?" Her eyes were a little distracted, and her tone was not as intense as before. For this son, he was spoiled and spoiled since he was a child, and he is really lawless when he grows up. .

Zheng Ling shook his head slightly, sighed, and closed the door.

Zheng Ling stood at the door for a long time, and it was impossible to say what Mama Zheng said without touching him at all.

He and his brother have always competed openly and secretly since they were young. Well, he always wins every time.It has always been so smooth, and it was at this moment.But he voluntarily gave up so many years of fighting and hard work, not a failure, but his own willingness - to give up.

His face was a little blue, and he clenched his fist imperceptibly,

He wanted to walk up to the man, wrap his arms around the man's neck from behind, bend down, and rub the man's ears.Said softly: "You know... I like money the most. You see, I gave up so much money for you. Should you thank me well?"

The man still didn't respond, but if you observe carefully, you can see that his pupils trembled for a moment, and then calmed down again.