After being imprisoned by a sickly enemy, I was reborn

Zheng Sixun went home as fast as he could, backed the car into his garage, and put the two eggs into the dog bowl.

As soon as he opened the door, he saw the headlights of the car passing by, Lu Chenzhao's car stopped at the door, Yin Cheng and Lu Chenzhao got out of the car together.

Zheng Sixun immediately greeted him with a smile: "Lucas, Secretary Yin, have you had dinner yet?"

"I only came here after eating." Yin Cheng rolled his eyes at him.

"..." Zheng Sixun was stunned and continued to invite, "Let's talk about it after entering the house. My family sent me a bottle of good wine a while ago, and we'll drink it tonight."

Lu Chenzhao understood that he was talking about red wine, and his mood immediately improved a little: "Then give me some psychological counseling while drinking."

"No problem, I'm a professional."

As Zheng Sixun said, he hooked his shoulders and walked into the house, Yin Cheng silently followed behind, he didn't understand that a lunatic seeks another lunatic for psychological counseling, what kind of worldly way is this?

One dares to consult and the other dares to answer.

After a few steps into the mansion, Lu Chenzhao suddenly thought of something, turned to Yin Cheng and said, "Xiao Cheng, if you want to go back, go back, just pick me up early tomorrow."

Yin Cheng thought about it for a while, of course he wanted to go back, it was not safe to stay at Zheng Sixun's house, but he was also worried, would Lu Chenzhao be even more unsafe after he went back?

If it was before today, he wouldn't be worried about Lu Chenzhao. Zheng Sixun would not be Lu Chenzhao's opponent, but today's Lu Chenzhao is so abnormal that even his love brain appears. What if... It's hard to say.

Yin Cheng: "It's okay, seniors, talk to me, and I'll just stroll around."

Zheng Sixun quickly thought that the two of them meant to stay overnight, that would be great, and the corners of his lips could not restrain a smile.

Yin Cheng glanced at his expression and walked away in disgust.

Zheng Sixun: "..."

He led Lu Chenzhao to a psychological counseling room on the third floor of the mansion. Less pillows and dolls.

In short, this room will make people involuntarily give birth to a sense of solidity and tranquility.

"Sit down for a while, I'll get the wine."

Zheng Sixun said hello and left temporarily. Lu Chenzhao walked in, took a look at it casually, and then sat directly on the leather recliner, leaning against the back of the chair comfortably, and resting his hands and fingers lightly in front of his lower abdomen.

Zheng Sixun took out the bottle of good wine and three wine glasses, he first poured a glass and sent it to Yin Cheng, who was standing in the corridor outside the glass sliding door at the moment, looking from his back, he should be smoking.

"have a drink."

He held the wine glass and handed it to Yin Cheng.

Yin Cheng looked down, took the neck of the cup, and tasted the red wine. It tasted really good.

Zheng Sixun waited for him to thank him, only to find that he didn't mean that, he raised his hand and rubbed the tip of his nose in embarrassment: "What happened that day, I'm sorry, I was too impulsive."

"Are you still going up?"

Yin Cheng tilted his head to look at him, his eyes beckoning him to work quickly.

"..."

After being embarrassed, Zheng Sixun felt a little helpless, shrugged slightly, turned and left.

Yin Cheng's voice sounded behind him again: "Zheng Sixun, I'm warning you again, don't play tricks on the senior."

Zheng Sixun turned his head, although Yin Cheng was talking to him, but he didn't turn his head to look at him.

He didn't want to answer this question either, he left Yin Cheng after hesitant to speak, and returned to the psychological consultation room upstairs.

Zheng Sixun deliberately did not turn on the headlights, but turned on the downlights under the ceiling, and the air was enveloped in a hazy and relaxed atmosphere.

Lu Chenzhao was lying on the recliner, gently shaking the red wine glass with his bony right hand, and the red wine rippled beautifully and clear dark red waves on the transparent and clean glass wall.

His narration has come to an end, and the air is permeated with a soothing aroma.

Zheng Sixun sat in the seat next to him, took a sip of wine and continued to ask: "So, when did you realize that you were sick?"

Lu Chenzhao took off his gold-rimmed glasses, folded his glasses legs unhurriedly, placed them neatly on the wide armrest of the recliner, and glanced at him with raised eyebrows: "I always knew I was sick."

Zheng Sixun nodded: "Then why did you come to me now?"

Lu Chenzhao raised his eyebrows and stroked his face with his left hand: "Aren't you a professional? Why doesn't your disease seem to be cured when I see you?"

"Doctors don't heal themselves."

Zheng Sixun smiled knowingly.

Lu Chenzhao stopped looking at him, and looked at the "Sunrise at Sea Picture" on the opposite wall. The style of this painting makes people feel comfortable physically and mentally, and it is definitely not from the hands of Zheng Sixun.

He continued on his own: "I think, for an excellent and perfect person like me, it doesn't hurt to have a little problem, right?"

Zheng Sixun actively catered: "I think so too."

But he changed his mind and continued: "However, I don't agree with your behavior that the more you like it, the more violent it is."

At this moment, the atmosphere is just right, coupled with the magical effect of "Sunrise on the Sea", Lu Chenzhao thought for a while, then pursed his lips and said: "That's the fun, have you seen "Fifty Shades of Grey"? "

Zheng Sixun choked on him, thought for a while and said, "Don't insult it."

Lu Chenzhao was amused by him, and the warm light was like a beautiful flower entwined at the corner of his lips.

"Let's get back to the topic, why did you do this? Do you have a family medical history?" Zheng Sixun frowned, took a deep breath and said, "But I remember that there is nothing wrong with my uncle and aunt? Could it be that they have this behind their backs?" A hobby?"

Lu Chenzhao raised his slender, fair fingers and gently rubbed his temples with his fingertips: "They are very good..."

Zheng Sixun: "Then what's the matter with you?"

Lu Chenzhao recalled with a smile: "My grandfather, we are more sympathetic to each other. He said that among his descendants, I am the only one who resembles him the most, because we are both very smart."

"Hey, wait, you're talking about your grandfather who was sent to a mental hospital? The one who died the year before last?" Zheng Sixun raised his eyes and thought for a while and asked.

Lu Chenzhao shrugged his eyebrows, and asked seriously: "How many fathers do you think my mother can have?"

Zheng Sixun drank the red wine: "Go on, when did your grandfather discover your illness?"

"When I was six years old, uh—" Lu Chenzhao said carefully, "It was also the year when Jiang Yu was sent to our house, and my grandfather and I got very close, and we often messed around with some weird 'things' , he likes the taste of blood... But in front of our family and outsiders, we all wear our own masks.

If it hadn't been for the death of our German Shepherd when my grandfather bled it, his abnormality would not have been discovered at all.I was ten years old that year, so he was sent to a mental hospital. I would visit him secretly once a month when I was studying, and once a week when I was on vacation. "

Zheng Sixun: "Then what are you doing in the mental hospital?"

"Let's chat," Lu Chenzhao raised one eyebrow and looked at him, his blue eyes were as beautiful as sparkling diamonds, and he felt that he was asking knowingly, "just like the two of us now."

Zheng Sixun nodded meaningfully: "Understood, he is your spiritual mentor, right?"

Lu Chenzhao said "Oh", and replied after thinking of something: "Sometimes, I will sneak him some living things he likes."