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"Xu Yao, are you busy recently?"

It was Zhou Jin who called Xu Yao, his high school classmate and his current psychiatrist. He used to go to Zhou Jin's clinic once every weekend at the end of every month, sometimes twice a month. Silently counting the time, he hadn't visited Zhou Jin for a month and a half before this phone call.

This is the first time in so many years.

Xu Yao said: "I was a little busy some time ago, but these days are fine."

"What are you doing now?" Zhou Jin asked.

Xu Yao looked down at the painting in his hand. He came back from the lake after fishing in the afternoon. Lu Sheng originally said he wanted to stay and eat the fish, but was called away by the gallery call. Lu Sheng drew two paintings. He left that landscape painting for Xu Yao, and Lu Sheng said that he needed to continue painting when he went back, and that one was not complete yet.

Xu Yao was picking a suitable picture frame on the Internet, and wanted to frame that landscape painting and hang it together with the Jiang Sheng painting brought back from his parents' house. Both are landscape paintings, so it is not awkward to hang together.

He said to Zhou Jin on the phone, "I'm picking out a picture frame."

Zhou Jin caught the undetectable joy in Xu Yao's tone, and asked, "What frame?"

"A picture drawn by a friend was given to me, so I'm picking out the frame."

Zhou Jin said with a smile: "The friend who gave you the painting may not have just finished the painting and has not had time to frame it."

It was true that there was no time to mount it, and the paint on the canvas hadn't even dried completely, but Xu Yao didn't tell Zhou Jin, only that it was just delivered.

Following his words, Zhou Jin asked, "Is there anything happy recently?"

Xu Yao was suddenly asked by Zhou Jin. He said: "It seems that there is nothing particularly happy. I broke up with Song Sen last month and the wedding was cancelled. This may not be a happy thing."

Zhou Jin over there was also a little surprised, "Would you like to come out for a cup of coffee?"

Xu Yao had nothing to do, so he agreed and asked, "Where is it?"

"It's near my clinic," Zhou Jin said, "I'll send you the location later."

According to the navigation, Xu Yao parked his car outside the coffee shop only to find that the coffee shop is opposite Lu Sheng's gallery, which is closer than Zhou Jin's clinic, only one road away.

As soon as he looked up, he saw the big characters "Lifetime Gallery" on the opposite side, and Lu Sheng's car was parked at the entrance of the gallery. He had just been in his car a few hours ago.

Zhou Jin also arrived, and greeted Xu Yao from a distance, "Xu Yao, you arrived early this time."

Xu Yao withdrew his gaze and walked in side by side with Zhou Jin, "I thought there would be a traffic jam, so I set off half an hour earlier. There was no traffic jam on the road, and it went smoothly."

"You look better than when you looked for me last time." Zhou Jin has been observing Xu Yao's expression. He is sure that the inadvertent joy he caught on the phone is not his illusion. Always with a shallow arc, which is different from his usual alienation and indifference, it is easy to distinguish, and he is happy from the heart.

Xu Yao actually didn't realize the change in himself, he thought for a while and said, "Maybe it's because the weather has been cooler recently."

After he finished speaking, he paused and changed the subject, "It seems that I haven't come to you for a long time."

Zhou Jin smiled, "This is a good thing, it means that you have not been anxious recently. In the past, every time you were anxious, you would always come to me."

Xu Yao replied: "Indeed, there is nothing that makes me anxious recently."

The two sat on the seats by the window and each ordered a cup of coffee. Xu Yao said, "I actually feel a lot more relaxed if I don't meet at your clinic."

Zhou Jin nodded, "Then we will be outside next time, so that you will relax a little bit."

"Well, that's fine too," Xu Yao said, "Every time I go to your place, I can't help reminding myself that I'm a patient, but actually that doesn't feel good."

Zhou Jin was a little surprised. Xu Yao seldom expressed his own thoughts. He said, "If you said it earlier, I would have changed places earlier."

Xu Yao thought for a while, "If it was before, I might not be able to say it now. A few days ago, a friend told me that I can say what I think in my heart, so it is not easy to suffer."

Zhou Jin heard the main point of Xu Yao's words. In the past, Xu Yao was not very good at talking about his friends around him. The one who talked the most was Song Sen, his parents and sister. This was the first time he was talking to Xu Yao Heard from another friend.

Xu Yao looks indifferent, but he is a person with fire in his heart. He has his own set of clear definition standards. Whether it is for friends, relatives, or lovers, he puts them within that standard line. For Xu Yao Said, that is intimacy, no matter how cold his appearance is, the flame in his heart will always burn to the standard line in his heart.

In fact, such people are more likely to have some psychological problems, such as Xu Yao.

Zhou Jin asked: "You told me on the phone that you broke up with Song Sen, so is the person you mentioned your current boyfriend?"

"No," Xu Yao said, "not a boyfriend."

A bed partner is not a boyfriend.

Seeing Xu Yao's anxious denial, Zhou Jin asked again, "Is that the one who gave you the painting?"

This time Xu Yao didn't deny it, but nodded, "It's him."

Zhou Jin became interested, "Then what kind of friend is he?"

"He..." Xu Yao lowered his eyes and thought carefully, but in the end he couldn't think of any conclusive words to describe Lu Sheng.

He turned his head, looked out the window, and saw the person he was struggling to find an adjective to describe just now, coming out of the opposite gallery.

Xu Yao looked at him through the glass window and the road.

When Lu Sheng went out, he didn't let go of the hand holding the door right away, he turned his head and said something to the side, Xu Yao noticed that there was a man behind Lu Sheng.

After the man walked out of the door, Lu Sheng let go of the doorknob.

The two walked side by side to Lu Sheng's car, Lu Sheng got into the driver's seat, and the man got into the passenger seat.

After Lu Sheng got into the car, he didn't start the car right away. He lowered the window and rested his arms on the edge of the glass window. The two people in the car seemed to say something again. Of course Xu Yao couldn't hear it, but he could see it from Lu Sheng's face. They chatted happily.

What Xu Yao had to admit was that when he was with Lu Sheng, he was happy most of the time, and Lu Sheng always seemed to be able to see what was going on in his heart.

He thought, maybe this is Lu Sheng, who can be considerate, thoughtful, polite, humorous and individual to everyone around him.

Such a person, everyone should feel relaxed and happy when they are with him.

This is a kind of social ability, the social ability of a mature man.

Only then did he understand why he couldn't think of a suitable word to describe Lu Sheng just now, because what he thought of was nothing but what Lu Sheng showed in front of him. Apart from knowing that Lu Sheng loves to lie in bed and has some sexual fetishes, in fact, He didn't know Lu Sheng well.

Just as Xu Yao was thinking, he saw Lu Sheng pick up a bottle of water and unscrew it. He saw that it was the bottle they drank in the morning. When Lu Sheng opened it, there was still a small half of the bottle left.

After Lu Sheng finished drinking the water and put down the water bottle, the man in the co-pilot picked up the water that Lu Sheng had put down just now.

"What are you looking at?" Zhou Jin interrupted Xu Yao's sight.

Zhou Jin stared at Xu Yao looking out the window for a long time. He followed his gaze and saw the car on the opposite side. He knew that Xu Yao was not just looking at the car. His eyes fell on the driver's seat. He asked, "Anyone you know?"

"Huh?" Xu Yao subconsciously shook his head, then nodded, "Yeah, I know."

Zhou Jin noticed that the opposite was a gallery, and he said, "It can't be such a coincidence, the man in the car opposite is the friend who gave you the painting?"

When Xu Yao looked out the window again, the window of the car on the opposite side of the road had already been raised, and quickly disappeared across the road.

Zhou Jin found that Xu Yao had returned to his former self, always indifferent.

When Xu Yao came out of the coffee shop, the cars in front of the opposite gallery were already full, and the gallery door kept being opened and closed, and many people came in and out.

There was some traffic jam on the way Xu Yao was driving home, he regretted not coming out of the coffee shop earlier, now he can't get home within the expected time, and the time to go to bed may be delayed.

At the intersection of a red light street, he couldn't help but start guessing in his heart about the relationship between Lu Sheng and the man in the car.

are friends?client?Or, an ex-bedmate?