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Xin Wan didn't go upstairs immediately, he stood in the hidden place at the entrance of the corridor and watched the car leave.

New Year's Day is approaching, and the tacky "Lucky Come" is displayed in the nearby shops, and the Christmas tree has not been put away in time, and the lights are flickering, and there is a festive and cheerful atmosphere everywhere. On the stairs, covering his cold fingers in the red scarf, he paused for a long time before slowly walking up.

Shen You was heating up milk when the knock on the door sounded - before when Xin Wan came, he would also prepare drinks, most of the time it was milk.The porcelain cup is placed on the heating coaster, and the milky white is emitting translucent bubbles.He tidied up the table in a hurry, and shouted: "Hey! Here we come, don't worry!"

Xin Wan heard the sound of ping-pong inside, and the door opened suddenly, Shen You shivered from the cold, and pushed his shoulder: "Come in quickly, you're freezing to death, it's warm inside."

It was indeed hot inside, and Xin Wan covered her back with some sweat, but she still lowered her head and buried herself in the scarf.

"The scarf isn't hot? Just hang it there." Shen You pointed to the clothes hanger at the door.

"It's not hot, I'll wear it," Xin Wan just took off the beige down jacket.

When sitting down, Shen You saw his left hand wrapped in a white bandage, and asked in surprise, "What's wrong with your hand?"

"I accidentally caught it, it's almost ready," Xin Wan shook her head and said, "It's okay."

With a polite and downcast attitude, Shen You looked up at him, paused for a moment, then pushed the milk over as if nothing had happened, with a relaxed tone: "You haven't come to my consultation for a long time, and I went to the supermarket to buy it for you. If you buy expensive imported milk, you might grow taller if you drink it.”

Xin Wan finally laughed, covering the cup with both hands: "It's not a child, I can't grow up."

Almost as soon as these words came out, Shen You knew the situation and asked, "Did Song Heng not come to see you off?"

"He sent me downstairs and left. It should be because the company has something to do." Xin Wan drank the milk slowly, it was a little hot, and blew a few more times, "He will pick me up when it's over."

In the consulting room, there were only the sound of breathing and the wind blowing from the air conditioner. Shen You looked at his hair twirling, and suddenly didn't know what to say.Xin Wan is different from before, before he could laugh, his eyes were also bent, with small dimples, but his eyes were lighter, pure and clean, a kind of simplicity that has not experienced any suffering and pain, Not like this now.

Shen You put his hands together and leaned forward slightly: "Why do you suddenly think of coming to me?"

"It's just..." There was still half a glass of milk left, Xin Wan didn't drink any more, but just held it in his palm to keep warm, and said softly, "I'm just not happy, so I want to chat with you."

"Would you mind talking to me?"

Xin Wan opened her mouth, trying to draw a clear main line from the complicated things, but it seemed difficult, Shen You said again: "You probably didn't take a nap, so you came here directly after eating."

"Ah."

"Then sleep here for a while, I just got a new mattress in the morning, it should be very comfortable," Shen You said, "Let's do a hypnosis and rest for a while, you can tell me everything in your dream, huh?"

This may be the easiest way for Xin Wan to confide in her—intuition told Shen You.He did agree, and lay down on the bed.But the process was not smooth, Xin Wan seemed to be somewhat resistant to hypnosis, it took nearly half an hour just to enter the state, Shen You patted the back of his hand, and kept telling him: "I will not hurt you, don't be afraid. "

Xin Wan didn't take off the scarf during the hypnosis, her cheeks were flushed with heat, and her fingers tightly grasped the end of the scarf, as if it was all his support and dependence.

He stumbled when he spoke, Shen You guided him through the process of speaking, and when he heard the cemetery, he suddenly couldn't bear to ask any more, it was too cruel.Human pain is not adaptive, and it has nothing to do with the number of times. Opening the wound will only bleed.Xin Wan was crying unconsciously, her eyelashes trembling constantly, his state was too unstable, he just woke up when Song Heng came to pick him up, panting heavily, looking at the ceiling in confusion.

"Lie down a little longer," Shen You wiped the corners of his eyes with a tissue, "We'll talk after we've rested, there's no rush."

Xin Wan made a "hmm", turned her body sideways and breathed calmly.

The remaining half cup of milk was completely cold, Shen You turned up the temperature of the coaster heating and waited for the milk to warm up.

It took Xin Wan a long time to turn over and get out of bed. The wound on his left hand was painful. The pain could make people distinguish dreams from reality, which gave him a sense of security.

"Have you rested?"

"Well," Xin Wan laughed, the tip of her nose was still red, very cute, "Have a good rest."

Shen You habitually held a ballpoint pen in his hand, and did not ask directly: "Did you go back to rest very late last night?"

"It's not very late either, I fell asleep shortly after eating."

"Did you have a nightmare?"

Xin Wan looked down at the bandage on the back of her hand, and said softly, "I didn't have a nightmare. I slept in Song Heng's room. I hugged him all the time, and I could hear his heartbeat, so I slept well." He suddenly Question: "Doctor Shen, were you in the same university as Song Heng before?"

It seems that Xin Wan never called Song Heng "Brother" from entering the door until now, even in the hypnosis. Shen You guessed that he didn't want to call Song Heng after he knew about his amnesia.

"Why did you ask him suddenly? He's from a university." Shen You said, "But he's going to study abroad in the second semester of his sophomore year."

Xin Wan squeezed the tiger's mouth with her right hand, and asked in a low voice, "Where did he go to study?"

"I heard it's England. It seems to be an ivy or something. I don't know about it, but it should be very powerful."

"Then did you still keep in touch at that time?"

"There are still some connections, otherwise he wouldn't ask me for help when something happens now." Shen You leaned back on the back of the chair, with his arms casually resting on the back, "You came to me for consultation, why are you turning your back on the client? If you want to ask anything, I'll answer it together."

Xin Wan pursed her lips, and raised her eyes to look at him: "Did Song Heng ever fall in love when he was studying abroad?"

"Why are you asking this?" Shen You wanted to laugh.

Xin Wan asked again stubbornly: "Has he talked about it?"

"Probably not. He has been keeping a cold face, and no one pays attention to him. Which little girl has nothing to do to chase him?"

Xin Wan's fingertips turned white, and her sad voice was barely audible: "Why is no one accompanying him..."

Shen You didn't hear clearly: "What?"

Xin Wan was silent for a while, the milk started to boil and bubble, Shen You turned off the heating coaster, just about to pass the milk over, when Xin Wan asked in a hoarse voice: "Then...has he mentioned me to you?"

Shen You froze for a moment, but did not react.

The light leaked in from the half-covered curtain, and the hope in Xin Wan's eyes faded away, she soon laughed again, and turned her head to one side: "He probably won't mention me to others—it's just a puppy love in high school , and I treated him so badly, causing him to be drenched in a lot of rain, he is so proud and self-respecting, he must hate me to death."

Shen You reacted quickly, looked at him almost in shock, and raised his voice unconsciously: "You, you remember?"

Xin Wan pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "I just remembered some times in high school, but there are still many things I can't remember."

Shen You was obviously very happy, his cheeks were flushed, but he slapped the table vigorously, "This is good news! Have you told Song Heng yet?"

Xin Wan: "I didn't say anything."

"Why don't you tell him? He must be very happy to know, I'll give him a call!"

"Doctor Shen," Xin Wan panicked and looked into his eyes beggingly, "Don't tell him, okay?"

Shen You couldn't understand: "Why?"

"When I was in his room last night, he told me that he would not leave me until I remembered everything, and would always be with me," Xin Wan said, "so I lied and didn't tell him the truth , if he knows, I have no reason to stay by his side."

Shen You sat back to his original position: "...So you think that Song Heng will throw you away when you think about it?" He knew he was talking too much, but he still asked a question he had asked Song Heng before: "You You don't want to get back together with him? Maybe he still likes you."

"If he still likes me, he only likes me in high school. At that time, I didn't know anything, I was obsessed with everything, I was so naive, I thought people and the world were cute." Xin Wan said softly, "But Dr. Shen, I can no longer be the sixteen or seventeen-year-old me. I can no longer be the kind of person he likes. I have been to that kind of place... I can't continue to be so naive."

"I didn't want too much, I just wanted to be by his side," he said.

Shen You has a thousand words to say, but he also clearly understands what is in front of them. Xin Wan is not confident in him, afraid of losing, and dare not take a step. He is just a bystander, and it is not suitable for excessive participation.Shen You sat back on the chair, sighed, and said, "Then I will keep this secret for you as much as possible, okay?"

Xin Wan smiled sincerely and said, "Thank you, Dr. Shen."

In winter, the night comes early, and it gets dark after five o'clock. It seems that it will rain, and the wind blows non-stop, and the dead leaves on the ground accumulate layer by layer.Song Heng was waiting for him downstairs, Xin Wan opened the car door, shivered after getting in, and complained, "It's so cold!"

Song Heng turned up the temperature of the car's air conditioner, and asked, "So."

"It's not cold anymore," Xin Wan said quickly, restraining her shivering movements, "It's hot and sweating."

There was the sound of firecrackers outside the car window, and the children wrapped in thick clothes squatted under the street lamp with their ears covered, and gray smoke flew into the clouds.Xin Wan was infected with that kind of happiness, and looked at Song Heng: "It's almost New Year's Day, does the company have a lot of things to do?"

"It's nothing."

"Aren't you going to work this afternoon?"

"No, I just went to some places."

Xin Wan said "Oh" and didn't ask any more questions, but her eyes seemed to be unable to move away, and she kept looking into Song Heng's eyes. If possible, he really wanted to just sleep in those eyes, and it didn't matter if he didn't wake up.This imagining made Xin Wan want to laugh. He clutched his seat belt and asked, "Then will you be so busy on New Year's Day?"

Song Heng looked sideways: "Where do you want to go?"

"Me?" Xin Wan was stunned for a moment, "Don't you spend New Year's Day with your family?"

"They're busy."

The water mist blown by the hot wind always felt that his eyelashes were wet, Xin Wan blinked vigorously and said, "Then let's make dumplings, I want to set off firecrackers, if we are free, let's go to the New Year's Eve movie at night .” Feeling uneasy again, he asked nervously, “Is it too much?”

"can."

Probably because he told Shen You all the facts, Xin Wan felt a lot more relaxed. He unscrupulously played the past self in front of Song Heng, without any burden, and was completely free. Xin Wan hummed to the car music, feeling So happy.

Song Heng asked: "What do you want for dinner?"

Xin Wan wiped off the mist on the bed, saw the shops on the street, and said with bright eyes, "Can I eat Malatang?"

There are a lot of people in the Mala Tang restaurant, most of them are high school students nearby, and the blue and white high school uniforms are rushing around. Song Heng is obviously not used to this place, thinking about adding some vegetables, and the meat is only duck breast and bacon. It's only ten yuan.

Xin Wan ordered a lot, less spicy and less vinegar.

"Is it too messy here?" Surrounded by the crying of children and the loud laughter of high school students, Xin Wan's happiness subsided a little, and she became a little uneasy, "Forget that you should seldom come here planted a place."

"I've been here a few times before," Song Heng unbuttoned the top two buttons of his shirt, and touched Xin Wan's wrist when he dropped it.

Xin Wan took the chopsticks and spoons from the small box next to it: "Will the CEO also eat meals worth more than ten yuan?"

Someone from the side looked over, but fortunately no one took this sentence seriously. Song Heng was a little at a loss for this sentence, his ears turned red, and he wanted to laugh, and said in a low voice: "What president..."

Mala Tang came up quickly, and Xin Wan was about to eat it when he suddenly felt a tactile sensation under his chin. Song Heng touched his scarf and said, "Aren't you going to take it off?"

"I forgot," Xin Wan hurriedly took it off, it was inconvenient with one hand, Song Heng helped him untie it, his fingers touched his neck, there was nowhere to hide the hot and throbbing pulse, almost screaming, Xin Wan panicked He lowered his head and gave him the tianbula in his bowl, and the beef balls, as if he was too attentive, and he withdrew his hand again: "These are delicious."

Song Heng did not refuse these, he had his upbringing and habits, even eating in a mala tang shop full of smoke and fire was very quiet, Xin Wan also ate with his head down, legs slightly apart, his right foot and his The left feet touch together, so close together.

He must have done this kind of action before, approaching stealthily, his heart beating quietly.

Xin Wan is very sure.

He couldn't move his left hand, but he could still hold the bowl. Xin Wan bit the purple potato ball and asked, "Then when you came to eat Malatang, was it cheaper than now?"

"When I was in high school, I don't really remember."

Xin Wan blinked dully, said "oh", lowered her head to eat, and did not speak again.

Although I ate very hard, I still couldn't finish it. The 20 yuan Malatang was so full that I couldn't see it after eating for a long time, and it smelled like smoke all over my body, even when the cold wind blew my whole body.Xin Wan could still smell the smell on her body when she got in the car, and she felt restless even when she was sitting in the car.

"Do you think it's delicious?" Xin Wan asked.

Song Heng said, "It's okay."

"I won't eat here in the future," Xin Wan said, "It will stink up the car."

Song Heng laughed and tapped his hands on the steering wheel.

The happiness in winter does not seem to be high temperature, it grows warmly.In Shuyueli, just as Xin Wan got out of the car, the wind blew over his chest, and his happiness cooled down a bit. He suddenly remembered something and rubbed his neck.

Song Heng just turned off the car and walked a few steps, but didn't hear footsteps behind him. Xin Wan was still in a daze when he looked over, and said, "What's wrong?"

"I forgot to bring my scarf." Xin Wan looked up at him, her eyes turned red, and her satisfaction disappeared without a trace. "The one you gave me this morning."

"Go get it tomorrow."

"Tomorrow it will be taken away by someone else." His anxiety was palpable, as if he would cry in the next second, and he turned to leave. "I'll go back and get it, you go back first, I'll be right back."

Holding his wrist, Song Heng frowned and said, "Xin Wan, that's just a scarf."

Xin Wan was still trembling, with glistening eyes, she said in a daze, "But I want to take it back."

Song Heng looked at him for a long time, reached out to wipe the corners of his eyes, took his wrist and got into the car: "I'll take you back to look for it."

On the way back, there was no music playing, his brain was a gramophone with bad contact, flickering fragments trivially, Xin Wan stared at the red hat on top of the Christmas tree outside, thinking, is it winter?Yes, it seems to be in the second year of high school, when it was still snowing, he tied the scarf around Song Heng in an ugly knot, and said seriously: "This is a blessing scarf, don't throw it away."

"Has the light been turned on?"

"No, it has my blessing bonus."

"..."

"If you wear it, you can be handsome for the rest of your life, and your academic performance will always be No. 1. You can get what you want, but there are prerequisites for adding buffs." Yet?"

"understood."

Song Heng said so, and kissed the tip of his snowy nose.

That scarf is different.

is irreplaceable.

It took 10 minutes to rush back to the Malatang restaurant. There were already newcomers sitting in the original seat, and the chair was empty. A heart seemed to be squeezed, making it hard to breathe. Xin Wan stood there bewildered. Without moving in the hustle and bustle, Song Heng pressed his shoulder: "Stand here."

Song Heng walked to the front desk and whispered a few words.

A woman's voice sounded: "Ah, there is a red scarf, the waiter put it away, I'll get it!"

Xin Wan watched him walk over with the red scarf, bent down to tie it on him, and brought back that winter night in a daze, the sky seemed to be snowing, would there be a kiss in the next second?Song Heng looked into his eyes and said softly, "I found it."

"Can I go home?"