in love with my psychiatrist

After finishing the text messages with Qi Qianyun, thinking about meeting her again, our intimate contact last night flashed through my mind.

Remember how she was then.

There is no coldness, only soft words.

Like, like, uh, sweet candy, soft cotton candy.

Thinking about it this way, I blushed like a tomato.

From two o'clock in the afternoon to nearly six o'clock in the evening, I was like a red tomato and slow crab, back and forth in the hotel room in a haphazard manner.

While fumbling here and there, the takeaway is a bit in a trance.

First, after washing up, I couldn't look at my hair well in the mirror. I thought about going out and messing with it, but I immediately denied it, thinking that what happened yesterday should also be the same today.

Then I fiddled with the very small suitcase, except for the white-purple skirt and floral beach skirt I wore two days ago, I could only stare blankly at the few casual clothes left inside.

Originally on a business trip, I didn't care much about clothes, but now when I realized that I didn't seem to have anything to wear, I felt very frustrated and drank two bottles of mineral water all at once.

Before going out, she managed to brighten her eyes, only to find that her lips were pale, and the rose-colored lipstick was gone.

Fortunately, there is a light pink one in the handbag, and I will use it...

As for the shoes, because this time I am going to visit the construction site, I almost wear flat shoes, even sneakers... Besides, it is the only pair of beach shoes.

Mess and mess.

I had to comfort myself that this dinner might be very casual, and it would be bad if I made it too grand and embarrassed.

Until Qi Qianyun sent a text message: I'm downstairs.

He didn't want her to wait too long, so he gritted his teeth, panicked, stuffed his feet with a pair of easy-to-walk sneakers, and rushed to the elevator.

Qi Qianyun was wearing a V-neck low-cut skirt with bare legs and a pair of elegant high-heeled shoes. She was leaning lightly beside the red sports car. When she saw me jogging out of the hotel, she was obviously taken aback.

I timidly, did not forget to look at myself, really feel like a nightmare come true.

Qi Qianyun, how could it be "casual", my damn luck.

With difficulty step by step, he couldn't lift his head up in front of her.

How ever.

She faced me with a smile on the corner of her mouth: "It seems that I am too grand."

You are used to listening to her sarcastic remarks, even in gentle moments, you will feel that she has her own invisible self-defense rebounder, swishing back any complaints and dissatisfaction you have, and you have to obediently reflect on yourself in the end.

Inevitably, Dr. Qi Da is the one who is absolutely impossible to make mistakes at any time.

Therefore, I am not used to such empathetic self-criticism.

I was a little flattered, so I said modestly: "No, it's because I'm too casual. I'm on a business trip, just for the sake of convenience. I don't want to be too troublesome, so..."

"Well, it's the first time we have dinner together. It's because you are too casual. With such a suit, you seem to be going to set up a street stall."

She opened the car door for me while talking, and I squeaked like a mouse and got in quickly.

She was funny, got into the car, started the car, with a playful look on her face.

This is her!I pour.

Sure enough, sweet candy, soft cotton candy and the like are short-lived, there is a conspiracy, and the correct solution is a black belly.

She took advantage of her mouth again.

I gritted my teeth.

Seeing that I didn't speak for a long time, she squinted at me, smiled, and said slowly: "If all the girls who set up street stalls are like you, they are very beautiful when they are dressed casually, I probably won't go to the mall again .”

I don't know why, but I chuckled.

I really can't stand her talking like this: "Hey, Doctor Qi Da, can you speak in human terms?"

But she was happy, never seen before, child-like, very happy.

I don't know what to be happy about.Did she get candy too?

"What about you?" I pouted.

"Lu Qiqi, even if I hugged you last night, you didn't talk to me in such an intimate tone."

There was a emptiness in her eyes, and then it was full of complexity.

"Huh?" Hearing her mention last night, I felt a little unnatural and didn't quite understand.

"Don't you know, you always give me a sense of distance, the closer I get to you, the more I dodge."

Please, sister, it's because your aura is too strong, making people murmur, and I cry out for injustice in my heart.

"Look, it's like this now, your heart is spinning in circles, thinking about how to get rid of me." She said.

No trace of complaint.

How could Qi Qianyun, who is so confident and radiant, also complain?

Because of my "not being close" and "passing off"?

She actually used the word "send".

"Who am I, how dare I send you away!"

Surprised to hear her complain, but sweet, I whispered.

"You are." The neon lights outside the car window flashed across her face.

Even with an expressionless face, she was once again earth-shatteringly beautiful.

I was dizzy for a while, and asked her softly: "Where to eat, let me pay the bill tonight."

"Huh?" She looked at me suspiciously.

He dared not look her in the eyes, or look at her face.

"Five years ago, I said that I would treat you to dinner."

"No, it won't do any good if you invite me to dinner. Fortunately, you didn't invite me."

"Ok?"

"You said your confession was successful, treat me to dinner and thank me."

Instantly understood what she meant.

Recalling the heartlessness at that time, chasing people cheekily every day and shouting: "Gods, gods..."

No place to be self-contained.

She glanced at me with a smile and said, "So, in order to avoid bad things from happening again, I will treat you to dinner in the future."

I laughed: "I thought that psychiatrists were only people and things, not ideals."

"Meeting you is my only heart."

With that said, she turned on the music.

Oh oh oh, donmclean, vicent.

I looked at her in surprise.

"I know every song, every movie, every food, every color you like, and I often think, how did I meet you, how can I even remember every punctuation and expression you like to use when typing, It must have been tricked by someone."

She shook her head with a smile: "So, meeting you is ideal."

My God, here it is again, one second she was considerate and said that she was too grand, and the next second she laughed at my little girl.

Candy is poisonous, I warn myself.

"Come on! I know it's another deceptive trap!"

She smiled and said nothing, her pretty profile fell into deep shadows.

In that shadow, I felt like I was losing my mind and falling into the abyss.

This feeling has never been felt before, it is really terrible.

A little bit more, and I want to hug her. Really, I feel that a little bit more, I will no longer avoid myself and her.

How could he be so heartless and use such stupid jokes to cover up his touch and feelings for her.

Such a her, why are you running away, she is too cowardly, Lu Qiqi.

Qi Qianyun, when I met you, I must have been bewitched by someone too.Looking at her, he was about to speak.

She smiled: "Smart."

I swallowed back what I wanted to say, so I had to deliberately cooperate with her, and proudly raised my head.

Well concealed, well camouflaged.

"However, everything I say is true."

She suddenly became serious.

The courage just now seemed to be overwhelmed by her words of "smartness", and finally disappeared, and I fell silent again.

She was also silent for a long time, seeming to think about what she said for a long time: "Lu Qiqi..."

My heart tightened, I had a premonition of something.

"I know you're not ready, so no matter what I do, you feel uneasy. The more I do, the more uneasy you become, and the more you want to stay away. Since I told you the truth at Luli's reception last time, I I feel that I shouldn’t force you wishful thinking.”

"So, I once wanted to let you go, but..."

The corner of her mouth curled up, that kind of breathtaking bitterness.

"I don't seem to be able to do it. I'm still a little bit unwilling to you. After the reception, I forced myself not to contact you again, but the funny thing is..."

She shook her head mockingly: "I can't help but ask Feng Sheng about you. Since that's the case, I think that being invited to X Island to participate in the forum this time, it's better to give us another chance, so Feng Sheng arranged for you to come over. .”

No wonder!That Mr. Feng Sheng has disappeared so far!It's called a work inspection, and it brainwashed me. It turned out to be this brainwashing.

"Qianyun..." I blurted out her name for the first time, but I couldn't stop her from speaking.

"Lu Qiqi, I probably know what you're thinking."

I stared at her with wide eyes.

I subconsciously felt that she was going to say something, and I didn't want to hear it.

"I know, it's really difficult for you to accept a woman suddenly. I held you last night, and you were nervous, and I felt very distressed. At that time, I suddenly realized that I was forcing you too much, and I didn't consider you feeling..."

"So, I would like to be friends with you."

She smiled with a relieved expression, but the corners of her mouth were a little cold.

"Tonight's dinner is just the first step in our efforts to enter into friendship. I will no longer embarrass you or scare you, and you should not avoid me."

She looked at me seriously, very seriously.

"I..." Lu Qiqi said something, said something.

"Actually, even if I can be like you and Estelle, I will be satisfied."

So, she's not jealous of Estelle anymore?And, to become her?

The city shimmers and the oxygen is thin.

I'm about to choke.

Really.

Brain numbness, what does this mean?

Sitting in the car, listening to her blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, blah, I was about to cry for myself.

Just like that, the car stopped in front of the most famous revolving restaurant on the island.

Qi Qianyun glanced at me, probably seeing that my expression was a little distorted.

She leaned over to unbuckle my seat belt and comforted me: "Qiqi, so, for dinner tonight, can you try to relax? We are good friends. Huh?"

A good friend, a good friend, a good friend needs to make such an ambiguous act of helping to untie the seat belt?

He obviously wanted to swear, but he could only follow her question, nodding with difficulty while continuing to twist his expression.

Well, let me cry again for my sad self.

I swear, no matter if I invite her or she invites me, if we have dinner together, it will definitely not be a good thing.

I don't want to have this bloody "good friend" dinner with her at all.

Yes, the significance of the first dinner of a five-year date was that when I confirmed that I was smitten with a woman, the woman asked me to have a drink of "friendship" with her.