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Xie Xinghe discovered that Zhou Luoluo had recently acquired a new hobby - frequently ran to the toilet to look for mirrors, and sometimes deliberately avoided him.

Zhou Luoluo seldom did this before, Xie Xinghe was a little concerned about it, and couldn't help being curious even when he was at work.

Back to the apartment after get off work tonight, Xie Xinghe had just walked into the living room when he saw Zhou Luoluo stuck his head out of the toilet, gesticulating: "You're back."

Xie Xinghe laughed, stepped forward and hugged him: "What are you doing?"

Zhou Luoluo's expression was a little uncomfortable, Xie Xinghe knew he was looking in the mirror again, he turned the person to face himself, and asked, "Luoluo, have you been hiding something from me recently?"

As soon as these words came out, the expression on Zhou Luoluo's face became more and more unnatural, he looked left and right, Xie Xinghe frowned slightly when he saw this, he was a little worried: "What happened?"

Seeing Xie Xinghe's expression, Zhou Luoluo sensed that he seemed to have misunderstood, quickly shook his head, hesitated, and told the other party: "I want to try..."

Zhou Luoluo's movements paused, and he raised his head to glance at Xie Xinghe quickly: "I want to see if I can speak, I want to become a normal person."

After being with Xie Xinghe, Zhou Luoluo already had this idea, especially when she heard Xie Xinghe's words during the KISSCAM music festival, the desire to speak became stronger.

He wanted to communicate with Xie Xinghe like a normal person, he wanted to say that fiery confession himself, he had a lot of things he wanted to say to Xie Xinghe, and he still had a lot of love that he didn't express to him.

After Xie Xinghe understood his movements, he was stunned for a long time, staring straight at Zhou Luoluo, looking a little panicked at Zhou Luoluo. After a while, he came back to his senses and looked at Zhou Luoluo with some surprise: "Can you speak?"

Zhou Luoluo lowered his eyes and nodded slightly. He could talk when he was a child, but too many things happened later, Zhou Luoluo couldn't speak again.

Xie Xinghe hugged Zhou Luoluo with an excited expression on his face. Although he didn't mind that Zhou Luoluo was dumb, he was still happy because of it.

Compared to his joy, Zhou Luoluo was much calmer. He thought about his state and sighed.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhou Luoluo said again: "Give me some more time."

Xie Xinghe hugged him, nodded quickly: "This kind of thing should be done slowly, there is no rush."

Zhou Luoluo opened his mouth, Xie Xinghe was not in a hurry, but he was in a hurry, he didn't want to use pale words and sign language to communicate with Xie Xinghe, he wanted to speak urgently.

A few days later, Zhou Luoluo stood at the door of the hospital. He was a little nervous, his fingertips were cold, but his palms were sweating a lot, and his cheeks were a little pale.

He stood straight at the door, motionless, and quickly attracted the attention of the nurse at the front desk. She stepped forward and said, "Hello, sir."

Zhou Luo fell back to his senses and looked over in a panic.

"Do you want to see a doctor or visit a patient?" the nurse asked.

Zhou Luoluo reached out and touched the phone, flustered, then took out the phone and typed: "See a doctor."

"I want to go to the ENT department."

Seeing his reaction, the nurse smiled apologetically and led Zhou Luoluo to register.

After registering, Zhou Luoluo sat on a stool in the corridor waiting for the doctor to see a doctor. There was a heart-piercing cry not far away. Zhou Luoluo shook his hands suddenly and looked over with panic. He was so scared that he lost control of his fingers. Trembling, fearing that any disturbance would be enough to affect his tense nerves.

I am afraid that my throat is bad, and I am afraid that I will never have a chance to speak in the future.

"Zhou Luo fell to the first consultation room." The radio room of the department rang, and his name was printed on the big screen in front of him.

Zhou Luoluo immediately stood up from the stool, his reaction was too big, and the man who was also waiting to see a doctor gave him a strange look.

Zhou Luoluo was overly nervous. When he walked into the consultation room, his mind went blank. He didn't even remember what the doctor said or did. He only remembered that he had done a lot of checkups. The list is full of dense data.

After completing a series of examinations, Zhou Luoluo returned to the consultation room. He was sitting in front of the doctor with a tense expression. He looked at the doctor without blinking his eyes, and clasped his fingers tightly on his thighs.

"The throat is fine." The doctor looked at the list that Zhou Luoluo couldn't understand, looked up at him, and said, "In your case, I suggest you see a psychiatrist."

Hearing this, Zhou Luoluo breathed a sigh of relief, but his heart sank. He thanked the doctor in a low voice and walked out of the ENT department.

Sitting back on the bench in the corridor again, Zhou Luoluo looked down at the checklist in his hand, feeling complicated and confused.

He knew that he needed to consult a psychologist, but when he really took this step, Zhou Luoluo couldn't help but shrink back.

He dare not.

More than ten years have passed, Zhou Luoluo's injuries have healed, and even the ugly scars have disappeared from his skin, but when he recalled those scenes again, Zhou Luoluo's body couldn't help trembling, he raised his hand to cover his arm, shrinking Lifting his shoulders, the whole person assumes a defensive posture.

Suddenly, the phone vibrated.

Hearing the unique notification tone, Zhou Luoluo, who was motionless, reacted. He took out his phone and looked at it, only to find that it was already evening.

"Did you go out to play?" Xie Xinghe sent a message, presumably because he returned to the apartment after get off work and found that he was not at home.

Zhou Luoluo kept her fingers on the screen, staring at Xie Xinghe's name, the images of the music festival came to mind again, Xie Xinghe's dazzling smile, and the deep and hoarse "I love you".

Zhou Luoluo blinked: "I'll be back soon." Afterwards, he exited the conversation window and made an appointment for the next day's outpatient clinic.

It's psychology.

Xie Xinghe heard movement from the door, stuck out his head and said, "I'm back."

Zhou Luoluo nodded, holding a bag in his hand.

Xie Xinghe naturally saw it too, and raised his eyebrows: "What did you buy?"

Zhou Luoluo walked into the kitchen: "I bought some strawberries. What did you do? It smells so good."

Xie Xinghe was wearing an apron and was holding a spatula in his hand. Seeing Zhou Luoluo's praise, the corners of his mouth turned up: "I made a dry pot."

The two huddled together in the kitchen, one was cooking and the other was washing the fruit. After a while, dinner was ready.

"Try." Xie Xinghe picked up a piece of meat and put it into Zhou Luoluo's bowl, his tone was a little more expectant.

Zhou Luoluo smiled and nodded in praise.

After receiving the compliment from his lover, Xie Xinghe was in a happy mood: "By the way, why did you suddenly want to go out today?"

Zhou Luoluo paused while eating, blinked, and then wrote on the screen: "Get together with Jiarong."

By chance, Xie Xinghe's cell phone rang at this time, he looked at the content written by Zhou Luoluo, nodded, and said while looking at the cell phone: "That's it."

Zhou Luoluo nodded, subconsciously biting his chopsticks, he had something to hide from Xie Xinghe, and felt a little bit sorry in his heart.

But if he said that he went to the hospital today, it would definitely make Xie Xinghe worry, maybe it would involve his childhood, Zhou Luoluo thought, his heart sank.

He didn't want Xie Xinghe to know his past, so he simply kept it from him.

Xie Xinghe was busy replying the messages on his mobile phone at the moment, so he didn't notice Zhou Luoluo's expression. When he put down the phone, Zhou Luoluo had already buried his head in his meal.

Xie Xinghe smiled when he saw his lover eating food one after another, "Eat slowly, no one will compete with you."

"By the way." He recalled what Zhou Luoluo said just now, and said again: "Didn't you say that you asked me to meet your friend before, why it's been so long, and I haven't seen you take me to see him?"

Zhou Luoluo was stunned, he had already forgotten about this matter.

After eating, Zhou Luoluo quickly sent Fan Jiarong a video call.

"Hey, it's really not easy for you to still think of me." Fan Jiarong joked, "You forget about me when you have a boyfriend, you little heartless one."

Zhou Luoluo smiled apologetically, and quickly coaxed her friend: "I was wrong."

Fan Jiarong snorted lightly: "Tell me, what's the purpose of videoing me today?"

"I asked you out for dinner." Zhou Luoluo said, "There is also Xinghe."

"Do you still remember this? I thought you had forgotten it long ago." Fan Jiarong glanced at him, "How long has it been? You two have been together for almost three months, right?"

"96 days." Zhou Luoluo said.

"Are you still counting the days on your fingers?" Fan Jiarong smiled, "I have time, let's see when you two are free."

Zhou Luoluo nodded, then turned to look at Xie Xinghe who was washing dishes in the kitchen, and looked at his friend with a guilty face: "Fan Fan."

When he shouted like this, Fan Jiarong knew that things were not that simple.

"I told Xinghe that the two of us came out to meet today." Zhou Luoluo gestured cautiously: "If Xinghe mentions this matter, don't let it slip."

Fan Jiarong raised his eyebrows: "Do you still have a little secret?"

Zhou Luoluo bit her lower lip, hesitated, and decided to tell the truth: "I went to the hospital."

Fan Jiarong's expression became serious: "Why are you going to the hospital?" He looked at Zhou Luoluo nervously: "Are you sick?"

Zhou Luoluo shook her head: "I went to see my throat."

Fan Jiarong was silent for a while, and then said cautiously: "...how did it turn out?"

"There's no problem with my throat." Zhou Luoluo paused for a moment: "It's because I can't get past that in my heart."

Fan Jiarong opened his mouth, but remained silent for a while.

"I'll see a psychiatrist tomorrow." Zhou Luoluo said, "Maybe I can overcome this level."

"Xie Xinghe doesn't know?"

Zhou Luoluo shook his head: "I didn't tell him. It's useless to tell him about this kind of thing. It will only make him worry."

"I'll come to you tomorrow, and I'll accompany you." Fan Jiarong said.

He and Zhou Luoluo have known each other for many years, but when the two first met, Zhou Luoluo didn't talk much. Fan Jiarong stayed with him for a long time, and only later did he know some inside information. When he got up, Fan Jiarong was in a complicated mood for a while, happy with Zhou Luoluo's change, but also worried about the reason for Zhou Luoluo's change - he didn't like Xie Xinghe, and Fan Jiarong was always worried about his frivolous appearance in the bar, at least for him It seems that Xie Xinghe is not a good man.

"Okay." Zhou Luoluo smiled, revealing two dimples.

Fan Jiarong looked at his friend's increasingly plump cheeks, and sighed helplessly. He had no way to interfere in his friend's love life, so he could only hope that Xie Xinghe could become a person in the future.

Perhaps, Xie Xinghe can turn his prodigal son back?