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This was the first day Fu Guan moved to Wen's house.

As soon as he entered the door, Wen Langxi ran down the stairs, his long and narrow eyes sparkling.

This is the second time the two have met.

In the past year, as Wen Langxi's condition gradually worsened, his father Wen Yun spent a lot of money to hire Professor Fu Huasheng to come to treat his son.

Professor Fu has made outstanding contributions in the field of psychiatry, especially in the direction of BPD (Borderline Personality Disorder), and has a pivotal position.

And Fu Guan is Fu Huasheng's only son. He just graduated from university and majored in psychiatry. Like his father, the main direction of their research is BPD.

The reason why Fu Guan followed Fu Huasheng to Wen's house this time was because he wanted to have close contact with BPD patients for a long time, so as to gain a deeper understanding of the thinking patterns and behaviors of BPD patients.

And Wen Yun was a little embarrassed after hearing Fu Guan's request to live with his son for a long time.

This is because since his son was diagnosed with BPD, the two were unable to stay with him for a long time because of the busy business of the company. They always wanted to hire an escort who understands this pathology to take care of him. This is mainly because his son Emotions will often go out of control, and in the worst cases, there will be some self-harming behaviors.

But Wen Langxi shook his head after seeing several escorts, his meaning was very clear, and he didn't want to live with them.

Wen Yun couldn't help it at the time, so he only left the nanny aunt to live with him. On the surface, she was a cooking aunt, but secretly she was a supervisor, reporting her son's daily life to herself.

Therefore, after hearing Fu Guan's request, Wen Yun's first thought was to ask Wen Langxi for his opinion.

However, he didn't expect too much from this, and felt that his son would definitely not agree.

But unexpectedly, after looking at Fu Guan for a few seconds, Wen Langxi nodded, said hello in a hoarse voice, and agreed.

Although Wen Yun was surprised by this, he still liked it, so the two parties quickly signed an agreement.

Professor Fu will come to the villa once a week to provide psychological counseling and intervention for Wen Langxi; and Fu Guan will live in Wen Langxi's villa for a long time. self-harm behavior.

for a period of one year.

Usually there are only the nanny aunt and Wen Langxi in this villa. Because of their busy work, their parents, Wen Yun and Liu Fengyang, only come back occasionally on weekends.

Fu Guan dragged his suitcase and stood at the entrance, wearing a white woolen coat. He had fair skin, delicate features, sexy thin lips, a pair of silver-rimmed glasses on his straight nose bridge, and soft black hair that was slightly long. Behind the ear, the whole person is like an exiled fairy, who wants people to get close to him, but because of his cold temperament, people dare not touch him, for fear of tarnishing him.

This is Fu Guan in Wen Langxi's eyes, the most beautiful man he has ever seen in the world.

Fu Guan can see that Wen Langxi has a good impression of him, which is a good thing and will help the two get along in the future.

But he also understood in his heart that although the other party has a good impression of him now, it doesn't mean he will in the future.

This is one of the common thinking patterns of BPD patients, which will extremely idealize people they meet for the first time.

Fu Guan put down his luggage, closed the door, and with a faint smile on his face, he walked across to Wen Langxi, stretched out his hand, and said in a cold voice from his thin lips, "Hello, my name is Fu Guan, see you soon." passed."

Wen Langxi looked at Fu Guan intently, until the other party stretched out his hand, his eyes shifted from his face to the other party's white hand with clear knuckles.

After reacting, Wen Langxi raised his tightly pursed thin lips, stretched out his own big hand, and said slowly in a low and hoarse voice: "Hello, I'm Wen Langxi, I like you very much."

Hearing the other party's voice, Fu Guan was startled for a moment.

This is a typical smoky voice.

The day before yesterday, I heard his mother say that he likes to smoke, and that he is very addicted to smoking. I just don't know whether this person's smoking voice is natural, or it changed because of smoking later.

"Me too, I hope we get along well in the future."

Fu Guan's bedroom is opposite to Wen Langxi's bedroom. After packing up their luggage, it was time for dinner. The nanny, Shen Qiu, called them, and they went downstairs one after another.

"Mr. Fu, dinner is already on the table, you guys eat first, I'll go out and do some shopping."

Fu Guan nodded and said hello.

As soon as he turned around, he saw a person with a sharp Adam's apple.

The other party was very close to him, seeing Fu Guan suddenly turned his head, he took half a step back, and said in a hoarse voice: "Your hair is a little warped, I just fixed it for you."

Only then did Fu Guan take a serious look at Wen Langxi's appearance.

Although this person is only 19 years old, he is tall and tall, already half a head taller than himself, with broad shoulders, dark complexion, and a cropped head. Flying eyebrows, extremely high nose, extremely thin lips.

Fu Guan couldn't help jumping a little faster, but his face was still calm, with a faint smile, "Well, thank you."

"No, Doctor Fu, come and eat, Aunt Shen's cooking is delicious."

The two sat opposite each other, eating their meals in silence.

Fu Guan is because he is very quiet and cold-tempered. Generally, as long as others don't speak, he will not initiate the topic.

Although Wen Langxi usually doesn't talk much, but he also has a lot, but now he is as quiet as air, and he doesn't make too much noise when eating.

Perhaps it was because the two had just met each other not long ago, so they were a little strange.

After the meal, the two were sitting on the sofa watching TV, but Fu Guan suddenly felt as if someone had touched his ear, turned his head, and saw Wen Langxi concentrating on arranging the broken hair around his ear.

Wen Langxi saw that the other party raised his head, so he withdrew his hand, with a very natural face, he said: "Doctor Fu, do you have hair around your ears? I just fixed it for you."

If it was for other people, they probably wouldn't fix the hair of a person who had only met twice.

But Wen Langxi did it, and Fu Guan knew that it was a sign that he liked him.

The liking here is not the liking in love, but a kind of favor that a BPD patient has for someone he just met.

This kind of favor may come from Fu Guan's own words and deeds, or it may come from Wen Langxi's empathy, transferring the feelings of the important person to Fu Guan.

Fu Guan smiled faintly at this, and the corners of his cold mouth rose slightly, "It seems that you are very interested in my hair, can you tell me why?"

Wen Langxi spoke very bluntly, "Because I have never had your hair so long."

Hearing this, Fu Guan finally laughed out loud for the first time, his voice was ecstatic but he didn't know it, "Do you think I'm different?"

"No." Wen Langxi curled his fingers, "You look so beautiful."

"Pretty is what describes a woman."

Wen Langxi took Fu Guan's hand slowly, and said seriously: "I didn't say you look like a woman, but I just think Dr. Fu is very beautiful, besides, your hair is not very long, and it doesn't reach your shoulders."

Fu Guan felt a little uncomfortable when someone suddenly grabbed his hand, but considering the other person's emotions, he didn't break free, "Well, you are also very handsome. Although you are still young, you have the charm of a man."

This is the truth.

Wen Langxi had never been praised so much before, and he didn't know what to reply for a while, so he just said in a low voice: "I am not young."

"Two years younger than me, I am 21 this year."

"Ah."

The topic ended quickly, and the air between the two became quiet, but it was different from before, they were holding hands.

After a while, Fu Guan felt that the dry palms of the two were about to sweat, so he wanted to pull them out.

But the hand moved just now, reacting to the convenience, he clenched it tightly, and looked at Fu Guan with those dark and deep eyes, feeling a little nervous.

Fu Guan knew that Wen Langxi was afraid that he would not accept his favor. BPD patients are often emotionally fragile, often panicked and extremely angry because of some trivial things.

Therefore, Fu Guan can't forcefully withdraw his hand now, for fear of arousing the other party's emotions.

After a slight pause, he looked at Wen Langxi and said gently: "Why do you think you like me so much? Is it because of my hair?"

This is actually a question in Fu Guan's heart. Even if BPD patients have a good impression of their caregivers, at most they will have more smiles on their faces than before. Physical contact is very uncommon.

Is this just the living habit of the other party?Like to get up close and personal with people?

Seeing that Fu Guan didn't insist on breaking free from his hand, the tension just now faded away, and he said in a low voice: "It's not just because of your hair, I can't explain why, anyway, I like you very much, the kind of old friends at first sight. "

Hearing this, there was no other expression on Fu Guan's face, but a faint smile as before, "Well, by the way, I'm not a doctor yet, so you don't need to call me that."

"Then what should it be called?"

Fu Guan thought for a while and asked softly, "What about you, what do you want to call me?"

Hearing this, Wen Langxi pursed her thin lips tightly, and fixedly looked at Fu Guan's delicate face.

It took a long time before he slowly took Fu Guan's other hand. The color difference between the two hands was too great, black and white were intertwined with each other.

Wen Langxi tentatively asked in a hoarse voice: "Then, can I call you Brother Fu?"