Morbid domestication

I was lying on the bed in the room next to Xu Tangyi, looking at the dark sky outside the window, my mind was blank.

Xu Tangyi's attitude was undeniable, so he went directly to his friend to help me make an appointment for a psychological consultation tomorrow afternoon.

can not go.

I have only this idea.

Regarding the matter of seeing a psychiatrist, I have psychological resistance and fear. I am afraid that I will see the result that I don't want to know in the doctor's evaluation report.

stockholm.

I think Xu Tangyi thinks so, he thinks I'm in love with Feng Jue who once imprisoned me.

In the eyes of anyone who knew about our entanglement, I must be crazy.

The mobile phone next to the bed vibrated a few times, and I recovered from my aimless thoughts and picked up the mobile phone.

It was already two o'clock in the morning, and the screen displayed messages from Feng Jue, three in a row, almost at the same time.

- you didn't come back.

-I regret.

-Where are you?

My heart, which was still floating in the air just now, suddenly landed on the ground. I was startled by my own reaction, but my heart couldn't help feeling like being wrapped in a warm current.

The phone vibrated again, Feng Jue seemed sure that I was not asleep, and sent another message.

-I don't want to wait for you at home, I want to find you.

As I stared at the message, my heart began to tremble at a loss as to what to do, and the frequency of rapid beating in my chest was clearly showing——Xu Tangyi believed that it was right.

I think I'm crazy.

I want to reply to the other party, and I want to ask why he hasn't slept yet?I wanted to tell him not to come to me, but I typed, deleted, and deleted in the input box, but I didn't send a word for a long time.

I even thought of giving up on myself, I might as well pretend I didn't see it, but at this moment the screen suddenly lit up the video call interface.

I was startled, but the finger that was still hesitating just now accidentally touched the answer button by mistake, and Feng Jue's face appeared on the screen in the next second.

"Yu Nian."

Feng Jue's low and magnetic voice echoed clearly in the quiet room.

I suddenly sat up from the bed, my first reaction was to panic, because Xu Tangyi's room is next door, I'm not sure if the soundproofing of the house is good, whether the other party will hear it in this environment.

Feng Jue on the screen frowned slightly, and smiled again for a moment. Before he spoke, I covered the microphone with my hands faster than my mind, but his voice still came out from between my fingers.

"Turn on the light, I want to see you."

Immediately afterwards, I heard Feng Jue say like an order or coaxing: "Be good, Nian Nian."

The heat climbed up my cheeks in an instant, and this low-pitched "Nian Nian" made me unconsciously flash a lot of images from last night. Feng Jue also called me in this tone, leading me to climb up the desire peak.

I was so embarrassed, I leaned closer to the phone and stopped the other person in a low voice: "Don't...don't call me that..."

Having said that, I obediently turned on the desk lamp beside me.

The room was dimly lit, and I saw my flushed face on the screen.

"Then what do you want me to call you?" Feng Jue seemed to think for a second on the screen, and then asked seriously: "Baby? Baby? Or old..."

"stop!"

Before Feng Jue could say more nasty names, I interrupted him, and I accidentally raised my voice.

I looked away, and tried to keep my tone as usual: "Just like before, just call me by my full name..."

"Okay, Yu Nian." Feng Jue's tone was rather regretful.

I cleared my throat in a low voice, pretending that the atmosphere that was too ambiguous just now did not exist, and asked, "It's so late, what's the matter?"

After I finished speaking, I realized that my tone was too cold and hard, but I didn't do it deliberately.

After all, we have known each other for so long, and this is the first time we have contacted each other via mobile phone video. This feeling is so novel that I don't know what tone to use to talk to each other.

Feng Jue is in my bedroom at the moment, leaning against the familiar head of the bed, his hair hangs down on his forehead, his whole person looks gentle and harmless, his previously sharp and distant eyes are now full of tenderness.

I feel that if outsiders are allowed to look at it at this time, it will be difficult to connect the person in front of them with the all-powerful President Feng of the Feng family.

"Yu Nian, where are you?"

I lowered my voice extremely low: "I'm at my brother's house."

The smile on Feng Jue's lips faded, and he stated: "You are not in City C."

"Well, I'm in City B."

"When will you be back?" He asked again.

I hesitated for a moment, and answered uncertainly: "Sunday."

Xu Tangyi has already acted very quickly. He has already made an appointment with the doctor for me in the afternoon. He will personally take me there when the sun rises. No matter what the result is, I may not be able to go back so easily. After all, Feng Jue is still at my house.

"Tell me the address and I'll pick you up."

"No need." I refused without thinking, "Don't come."

Feng Jue didn't insist, he smiled again: "Then when you come back, I'll make coconut chicken for you."

"Mr. Yu." Zhang Lu stood by the car and greeted me, then he opened the rear door and signaled to me: "Please get in the car."

"En." I nodded at him and got into the car.

It was supposed to be Xu Tangyi who sent me there in person, but during breakfast in the morning, he answered a phone call, saying that there was a problem with the project in City A, but he had to go there to solve it in person.

So in the end it was Zhang Lu who sent me there. Even so, Xu Tangyi was still worried and told me several times to wait for him to come back before rushing to City A.

I looked out the car window at the street scene receding, thinking about how to deal with the psychiatrist for a while.

I don't like the idea of ​​being peeped into my inner thoughts by a stranger. The feeling of forced exposure makes me resist from the bottom of my heart.

Xu Tangyi made an appointment for me with a private hospital, and it was wrong to say that it was a hospital. When I got there, I found that it was more like an extremely high-end private club.

Because the time was agreed in advance, when I got off the bus, there was already a dedicated receptionist waiting.

Zhang Lu stayed in the special waiting area on the first floor, while I was led to the third floor by a young nurse. I didn't meet anyone else along the way, which proved that the privacy service here is very good.

The little nurse took me to the innermost room on the third floor. She stood in front of the door and knocked on the door for me. Then she opened the door and said, "Sir, please go in."

I thanked him, took a deep breath and walked in.

The door behind me was gently closed by the nurse, my heart trembled, and my nerves were tense to the extreme.

I took a quick glance at the room. The color scheme of the decoration is very warm, and it is divided into two spaces by a wall partition. It is more like a relaxing lounge than a consultation room.

I didn't see the so-called doctor, and no one greeted me.

But after the partition, you can vaguely hear movement.

I couldn't help being a little puzzled, and felt that the way this doctor received patients was too strange.

I coughed lightly on purpose to remind the other party that I was here, and then hesitantly walked towards the partition.

Turning around the partition, I saw a light-colored wooden table, and behind the table, there was a man in a white shirt. He was sitting on a swivel chair with his back facing me, and seemed to be concentrating on studying the books on the shelf in front of him.

I was sure the other party could hear my deliberately heavy footsteps, but he didn't turn around, and even raised his hand and pulled out a book from the bookshelf.

I just stood there for a few seconds, seeing that the other party still didn't pay attention to me, I felt a little annoyed in my already depressed heart.

But I was worried that this was the doctor that Xu Tangyi specially arranged for me, so I had to be the first to say, "Hello."

The man still didn't turn his head, but I heard an obvious sound of pages turning in the air.

What does he mean?

I frowned, impatiently, knocked on the table with my hand, and raised my voice: "Doctor."

I think if he doesn't look back, then I don't bother to pay attention to his defiant attitude and leave directly.

Fortunately, the man in front of him moved, and the leather-colored swivel chair turned around. The man put the book in his hand on the table, propped his chin with one hand, and smiled with a hint of teasing in his voice.

"doctor?"

I froze in place, looking at the familiar face of the person in front of me in disbelief, thinking that I was hallucinating.

Feng Jue? !

Why is he here!

The author says:

Hospital PLAY (crossed out, not...)