early bird sold out

The NPC princess in the game Island Encounter is a very beautiful Persian cat. She is not as dull as the white cat D. She speaks playfully and arrogantly, and there are signs of being spoiled and grown up everywhere in her gestures. When talking to her, Xia Zhizhu couldn't help but wonder if the producer secretly took Ren Shuhan as a prototype.

"I know Ren Shuhan."

Zhao Chuhe asked with a smile: "Is he your teammate?"

Xia Zhizhu: "Yes."

Zhao Chuhe: "You like him very much?"

Xia Zhizhu nodded: "Xiao Ren is very cute."

Zhao Chuhe praised without hesitation: "You too."

Xia Zhizhu politely replied: "Thank you, you too."

Zhao Chuhe: "You are more... sorry, I am so damn polite and eager to win."

Looking at the little bear controlled by Xia Zhizhu on the screen, first received a box of Mid-Autumn Festival gift bags from the princess at the gate of the village, and then rode his own small tram around the map to do tasks, Zhao Chuhe suddenly felt a little emotional: "Last time, I watched Mr. Xi receive a flower from you in the game in the same way."

"..."

The little bear in the game clumsily fell off the trolley, Xia Zhizhu raised his head in embarrassment: "When did it happen?"

Zhao Chuhe is very novel, but his novelty is very different from others: "You can't remember clearly? Didn't you only send it once? Is hypermemory invalid or are you embarrassed?"

Xia Zhizhu: "...the latter."

Zhao Chuhe gave him a thumbs up for his honesty.

The avatars that light up in the friend list indicate that Mr. Xi outside the door is also at the other end of the map at the moment—their common home is diligently doing housework.

Outside the bear owner, inside the cat owner, the two of them have a very clear division of labor.

But Xia Zhizhu is not as thick-faced as Xi Zhao... so calm and composed, he can't play the game as if no one is watching under the gaze of another person, and quickly ended today's login task.Of course, the social phobia outside the door is probably not too strong. At this moment, I probably have embedded myself in the built-in teahouse, pulling the curtain, and "working" seriously in front of the bright screen.

After completing the warm-up activities before today's diagnosis and treatment, Xia Zhizhu put away his iPad and looked up at Zhao Chuhe.

The doctor asked the first question: "Are you angry with Xi Zhao?"

Xia Zhizhu seemed a little surprised: "Of course not."

Zhao Chuhe's tone became unpredictable: "He didn't protect you well."

Xia Zhizhu shook his head.

He wants to say that it is not Xi Zhao's obligation to protect himself, and he is willing to attach himself to Xi Zhao, never for an umbrella, just because he likes Xi Zhao.But if Xi Zhao can gain a sense of security from taking care of himself, Xia Zhizhu is of course willing to be that little bear curled up in a ball.

But he looks weak and helpless, but he is not the fragile toy bamboo that everyone imagines. When he needs it or not, he can hold an umbrella on tiptoe for the umbrella holders.

Xia Zhizhu in a waking state unexpectedly looked very smart, because his eyes were too soft and calm, and sometimes even gave Zhao Chu and some illusions about who was the doctor.

"Sooner or later, there will be such a day," Xia Zhizhu said, "and now the picture is much better than what I imagined. Although some words are a bit biased, what they say is basically the truth."

They even picked out the fact that Ruan Mi might be a sexual minority, and the gaze cast on Xia Zhizhu now, apart from contempt, is more of a strange pity.

Of course, the difference between the two is not too big for Xia Zhizhu.

He answered calmly and methodically, rather than convincing himself, he seemed to be comforting a doctor who cared about him.

Zhao Chuhe raised his head from the word "excessive defense" just written in his notebook, stared at him, and asked gently: "Are you going to be sad? During this whole thing."

Xia Zhizhu nodded cooperatively: "Of course."

He thought for a while, and tried his best to speak: "Actually, no matter what they say about me, I can pretend not to know. In fact, I have always done this, but..."

Xia Zhizhu paused for a moment, as if he had talked about a difficult topic, he blinked his eyes, and was about to pinch his fingertips to change the topic reflexively, but was quickly asked by Zhao Chuhe: "But?"

"..." Xia Zhizhu pursed his lips, drooping his eyes and remained silent for a while, as if he had finally torn off the disguise of a beautiful spirit, he raised his hand wearily to cover his eyes.

"But when they talked about my mother, I couldn't pretend not to see it, and I couldn't help but keep looking at more, feeling... angry and powerless."

It's really strange that Xia Zhizhu would also use such an emotional word as "anger", it's really strange, but also——

"It's normal." Zhao Chuhe replied.

Xia Zhizhu put down his hand, nodded seriously, and repeated clearly: "Well, I'm normal."

I am normal.

"are you awake?"

Xi Zhao opened his eyes and saw Xia Zhizhu sitting beside him.

Xia Zhizhu came over once a week more than Xi Zhao, and today was the extra time. Xi Zhao took Lily and sent him over, but the conversation today was too long, and he was waiting to fall asleep.

"Actually, I can come by myself," Xia Zhizhu said. "The media couldn't find me. Dr. Zhao just said that I recovered well. Do you still have a meeting when you go back?"

Xi Zhao evaded and held his hand lightly: "They did well without me."

Surprisingly, Xi Zhao also learned to be hypocritical.

Xia Zhizhu looked at him quietly.

Xi Zhao compromised expressionlessly: "Okay, what they did without me is a ball of Lily's excrement."

Xia Zhizhu held back a smile and pulled him up from his seat.

"There is a saying that I didn't say about you."

The boy in the fisherman hat hummed the demo of a certain song softly, and led the Doberman pinscher along the red wall alley where the green vines were beginning to wither. Got a call from a psychiatrist.

Zhao Chuhe was irritating again: "Xi Zhao, you are so naive."

Xi Zhao responded to him with indifference.

After expressing his emotions as a friend, Zhao Chuhe immediately went back to work and gently comforted the patient's family members: "I think Zhuzi has already told you my opinion on his condition? You don't have to worry about it. That's an entirely real, positive diagnosis from my decade of expertise."

He's fine, he's getting better.

Xi Zhao's pace slowed down a bit.He didn't want to do this at first, but suddenly he couldn't help but muster all the energy in his body, focusing on hearing every sentence of Zhao Chuhe clearly.

"Usually, a psychiatrist will not give such a definitive diagnosis to a patient with such certainty, but considering that neither of you is someone I usually meet, I'm going to take a chance and gamble all of my character and Medical ethics, let me tell you an answer seriously."

As if realizing that there were fewer people following behind, Xia Zhizhu pulled Lily to a stop in front.

There are a few green vines behind the wall where he stopped, and there is even a bright rose blooming on the end of the branch.

But what Xi Zhao didn't know was that when Xia Zhizhu turned his head and looked over with a smile, he saw the same brightness behind him.

Zhao Chuhe said: "He is very good, and you are also very good, you will go on very well, Xi Zhao, there is no need to doubt this matter ever."

What kind of time dimension is forever?

Xi Zhao's father would answer "until death", Xi Zhao's mother would answer "until the diamond is destroyed", and Xi Zhao's younger brother would answer "until no one remembers me".

What is Xi Zhao's answer? After thinking about it, he thinks it will be until tomorrow.

The end of eternity will always be tomorrow, but they will always live in today.

The psychiatrist under the flyover finally made people sincerely affirm his medical skills for the first time. Although he was still relying on a set of mysterious and almost deceptive theories, Xi Zhao, who was successfully deceived, was already gently opening a heartstring. The doctor looked around and looked around for the next location for the expansion of the clinic.

Otherwise, choose the yard behind the red brick wall that Xia Zhizhu is waving to him at the moment, it looks very prosperous.

"But I think there's one more thing worth noting."

During the call, Zhao Chuhe's tone suddenly became more serious: "When Xiao Zhuzi participated in the talent show, he has already experienced this kind of psychological control once, do you know?"

"Xi Zhao, those who hurt him in the past and now may come from the same group of people."

Xi Zhao kept walking towards Xia Zhizhu and Lily who couldn't wait to run towards him.

"Now I know," he said.

"Okay." Zhao Chuhe backed away with satisfaction.

Mr. Xi said he knew, then they will probably be finished soon.

"What does Xi Zhao mean?"

The door of the office was pushed open, and the people outside ignored the secretary's obstruction, and strode in to question the young man who was standing in the room playing indoor golf.

Gu Chenxing stretched his limbs and waved his bat tentatively towards the hole.

"What do you mean?" He glanced back absently and grinned.

It turned out that this was the one who lost his temper first.

The CFO left behind by Ms. Fu—the smiling "princeling" who stood behind Xi Zhao almost from the beginning frowned: "He just registered a new company."

Gu Chenxing shrugged: "Isn't this normal?"

The uncle who watched Gu Chenxing grow up became more and more gloomy: "Dao Yu broke the contract."

Gu Chenxing swung his stick: "Isn't this normal?"

The man gritted his teeth and lost his demeanor word by word: "He, complete, complete, in, and, we, we, right, doing, doing."

When the ball went into the hole, Gu Chenxing cheered and turned around with a smile: "Isn't this normal?"

You can almost hear the grinding of your teeth.

"...Gu Chenxing, Xingyan was founded by your mother! It's her blood and sweat!"

Gu Chenxing straightened up, and replied as if surprised: "Oh? If you didn't remind me, I would have forgotten it. I thought this place already belonged to the 'princelings'."

The other party didn't answer, Gu Chenxing continued on his own: "Everyone calls us poor people who are alone as 'princelings', but this prince looks around, 'princelings', it seems that you are the only one."

"..."

The skin has been torn, but there is no need to continue to pretend.

As if changing his face, the man quickly retracted the embarrassment and anger after entering the door, he raised his hand to adjust his tie, and when he looked up again, his expression was already full of wind-sanded sharpness and utter arrogance: "Morning Star, you can't fight. It's not just me here."

Gu Chenxing curled the corners of his mouth humbly: "Wait and see?"

The man sighed regretfully: "I hope you don't regret it."

Gu Chenxing raised his chin, and the tails of his eyes drooped arrogantly: "I will return the original words."

The person was pissed off.

The tea was chilled.

Lily sent people away, and when she came back, she saw the current boss who was sitting on the boss's chair and holding the kindle left by the former boss in the office.

Seeing that the situation was not good, the secretary turned around and wanted to leave, but the boss was already reading his study materials with great interest.

"Three points are sneering, four points are indifferent, and five points are careless. The corners of the mouth should be smiling, and the tails of the eyes should be drooping. Don't panic when you encounter provocations on the road. A word of 'rebound' will kill all parties."

With a smile, he waved the covers of the president's novels that Xi Zhao had never really read.

"One thing to say, Miss Secretary, there is a golden house in the book, and the ancients never deceived me."

Lily: "Guess what?"

Gu Chenxing: "What's the matter?"

Lily: "You just overflowed the statistics, 3+4+5 is [-] points."

Gu Chenxing: "So where exactly is Xi Zhao's resignation report stored?"