September 23, the autumnal equinox.

Gyeongju is still in the middle of summer, and the sun is bright and dazzling, effortlessly cutting through the thin shade of the trees, baking the floor-to-ceiling glass windows until they are slightly hot.

Lu Hanzhang was wearing a dark green long dress, thick eyebrows, almond eyes, cherry lips and pink cheeks, and his flax-colored shoulder-length hair was translucent by the sun, and the whole person seemed to be wrapped in a soft halo.

She sat at the long table by the window of the café, her head bowed slightly, and the pencil in her right hand traced the outline of the tree outside the window on the ledger in her hand.

He Wan'er sat beside her, staring blankly at her with a few strokes of the line drawing, and then watching her raise her hand to hang on the curtain of pencils filled with colored pencils, her gaze wandering between blue and green.

He Wan'er was stunned.

It's come to this point? But why hasn't Hanzhang ever talked to her?

With this thought, her heart seemed to be buried with a needle, and every breath and breath was painful.

He Wan'er lowered his head and took a sip of slightly bitter coffee, tried his best to pretend to be flat, pointed to the green side, and said, "Here." ”

The person opposite looked up and smiled, the pear vortex on his lips was just sweet, and he pulled out an olive green colored pencil in his right hand, and smeared a delicate and soft shade on the paper.

He Wan'er's gaze quietly moved up and stopped on her side face.

Memories were surging, the past was vivid, and suddenly the tip of her nose began to sour, and her vision gradually blurred.

Jumping down from a high stool of more than one meter, He Guaner didn't dare to reply: "I'll go to the bathroom." ”

The bathroom in the café is not dirty, but the air is inevitably dirty, and there is a faint smell of cheap aromatherapy.

She stood in front of the mirror for a few minutes, easily cleaned up her red eyes, and clenched her fists to cheer up: "Medicine is developing rapidly, and if it can be cured, there must be no problem, as long as there is a future, there will be hope." ”

In the past ten years, He Wan'er doesn't know how many times he has said this to himself, but it seems that it can still work - at least when she came out of the bathroom, her bad mood was swept away, and she looked at Lu Hanzhang's petite back by the window from afar, pursed her lips and smiled, and even had the idea of prank.

She walked around the several round tables in front of her, tiptoed behind Lu Hanzhang, and was about to cover her face with her hand stained with water, when suddenly a sharp woman's voice sounded behind her.

"We Vitcin is not for sale, you have to buy and join, there are several levels of membership, the minimum is less than 1,000, you only have to pay 50,000 to be a tycoon, and then you can enjoy 10% profit every month, and you can see the money in the account rising every day......"

Vitcin?

These three words made He Wan'er turn his head instantly, and his gaze followed the direction of the sound.

The woman in her forties had a face like a full moon, bright red lips, round pink blushes on her cheeks, and a face that looked like a paper figure that had just been tied for burial, which was weird and funny.

Opposite the woman was a young man, with short hair and a straight sitting posture, and a clear line of skin tone on the side of his face, like a mark left by the brim of a hat.

"You can redeem the money in the account, and the profit alone can be repaid in a year, I have made a lot of money, and I will recommend it to you when you have ......"

The woman's eyebrows fluttered, and her expression became even more exaggerated.

He Wan'er frowned when he heard this.

Vitcin is not a good thing, only a few days ago the news revealed that this thing defrauded others of millions of state compensation, how can anyone still commit crimes against the wind?

She subconsciously wanted to step forward to expose the liar, but immediately remembered that Lu Hanzhang was still here, so she hurriedly pinched her palm and warned herself: "Forget it, don't meddle in your affairs." ”

was interrupted by "idle things", and the idea of prank was gone. She sat back in her place without a sound, taking a sip of her coffee, trying to draw her attention back to looking at Lu Hanzhang's paintings.

As the saying goes, out of sight and out of mind, but ears can't be closed.

The words of the woman behind her continued to float into He Wan'er's ears: "...... We at Vitcin not only have static investments, but also dynamic investments. This year, I have received more than 100,000 yuan for the direct promotion award and the algebra award. ”

He Guaner felt irritable for a while, what direct promotion awards and algebra awards are just commissions for the development of downlines, similar to the model of pyramid schemes, but with a different skin.

She snorted coldly and couldn't help but pound the table, Lu Hanzhang heard the movement and looked up, just to see her frowning and gritting her teeth, looking bitter and hateful.

She hurriedly shook her hand in front of He Wan'er's eyes: "What's wrong?"

He Wan'er didn't react at all, and his attention was still on the chatter of the woman behind him.

In order to trick others into "investing", the fat woman dragged a lot of financial terms, and the bull's head was not in the horse's mouth, which probably meant nothing more than that no matter how much she invested, she would return to her capital in a year.

It's just that there is no business in this world that is sure to make money and not lose money.

What you are greedy for is profit, and the dealer is interested in your principal, even if you can receive the first few interest payments on time, it is just a bait to lure you to continue jumping.

This is the ever-changing Ponzi scheme, and people keep being fooled.

Her heart hung higher and higher, for fear that the man behind her would be bewitched by a moment of brain fever, and it was easy to hear the young man hesitantly ask, "Is it really risk-free?"

He Wan'er was in high spirits - given that Vitcin has just cheated people, and there are dozens of negative news on Baidu, no one should be easily deceived.

However, the fat woman was still vowing to preach: "Of course there is no risk! If you don't understand anything, come with me tonight to listen to a lecture, which will be explained by a well-known economics expert in China." ”

The young man didn't speak immediately, and He Wan'er waited with bated breath for his answer, when he suddenly noticed a pain on the back of his hand.

Then, Lu Hanzhang's voice sounded in his ears: "He Wan'er! I have returned to my soul! I will ask you!"

He Wan'er was startled, and turned his head to find that Lu Hanzhang was winking at her.

"What?" she said, "what do you ask me?"

"Let me ask you, how is Dr. Ke?" Lu Hanzhang asked as he stirred the cold brew with a long-tailed spoon.

"What's going on?" He Wan'er asked in surprise, "How do I know how he is?"

"Look at the appearance of your three souls gone!" Lu Hanzhang smiled at the end of his eyes and said slowly, "I know that a well-known clinic in Shanghai invited him at a high price, and he said that he couldn't let go of the patients here and refused." Guess this patient is you?"

Her eyes that were as quiet as a pool of water just now were extremely vivid, and the corners of her eyes were slanted like a little fox, indescribably smart and wise.

He Wan'er didn't know how to answer.

Since Lu Hanzhang introduced Ke Zhifang to He Waner four years ago, she will go to his clinic every half a month.

Dr. Ke is very nice, professional, gentle, elegant, and never too talkative.

It is rare for someone to give her such a safe, reliable and relaxed feeling, and it is rare for someone to let her tell her secrets with peace of mind, so even if there is no progress in uninterrupted psychological counseling, even if the treatment is expensive, He Waner still insists on going to the frequency of at least half a month.

Sometimes she doesn't even treat psychological counseling as a treatment, and she has the right to chat with old friends who have known her for four years to relieve stress, which also makes her feel that she is not so lonely.

It's just that in the past six months, something that He Waner is afraid of and rejects is quietly happening.

For example, for every consultation, Ke Zhifang will always prepare some drinks and snacks for her that suit her appetite, or send her home considerately after consultation.

He Guaner also thought that these things were very common at first, until one day he learned from the nurse that several times when Dr. Ke said that he was on the way and he had already left work and was just sending He Guaner home, in fact, he returned to the clinic an hour later.

He Wan'er has always warned himself not to think too much, but now Lu Hanzhang, who has never been able to talk nonsense, has begun to ridicule her and Dr. Ke, which may not be groundless.

If Ke Zhifang really had such thoughts, then where should she go to find a doctor who was as calm and reliable as him?

Thinking of these things, He Wan'er felt a little troubled in his heart.

She subconsciously wanted to clear herself, and replied very quickly: "I'm just an ordinary patient, whether he goes to Shanghai or not has nothing to do with me, don't guess." ”

However, as soon as she finished speaking, she immediately realized that she had said something that she should not have said.

Lu Hanzhang indifferently ignored the word "blind", and said with a soft smile: "Ordinary to the point, can he go to the United States specifically for you?"

In one sentence, it just hit the most weak part of He Wan'er, so she didn't dare to answer anymore, so she had to lower her head and pretend to drink coffee, trying to mix it up.

Lu Hanzhang refused to let her go, and his voice became even narrower: "I know you have a weak heart." ”

There was a trace of heat rushing from behind his ears to his front face, and He Wan'er didn't dare to raise his head. She pretended to be calm and wanted to gag away from the topic, but before she could think of what to say, the corner of her eye caught a pink reflection on the glass in front of her.

She looked back in astonishment and saw five neat stacks of hundred-dollar bills stacked on the table behind her, and the fat woman smiled and stretched out her fat white fingers, about to touch the money.

Lu Hanzhang took a sip of the bitterness and sweetness of coffee and vanilla ice cream, and waited for He Wan'er's next sentence for a long time, but was surprised to find a gust of wind passing by him, and a woman's scream sounded behind him.

She had an ominous premonition in her heart, and when she turned her head, she saw He Wan'er holding the wrist of a fat woman a few meters away, and there was irrepressible anger in her eyes.

Lu Hanzhang couldn't help but hold his forehead, quite helpless: "This temper is here again!"

The woman who was restrained by He Wan'er's wrist screamed and began to ask, "What are you doing?

The shrill voice caused a commotion, and the waiter in the café in a green apron and black apron walked over, and the other guests stopped talking and focused their eyes on their table.

Seeing that someone seemed to be coming for his money, the young man subconsciously stood up, but He Wan'er took advantage of his condescending advantage and gently pushed him back to his seat.

The man was stunned, hunched over his back and leaned on the edge of the table to get up again, but as his gaze fell on a bright face in front of him, he lost his mind for a moment.

The girl in front of her is tall and slender, with deep and delicate eyebrows, slightly upturned corners of her eyes with a little pink, and the contours of her lips are profound and graceful. The skin is as smooth as jade, but there is a small tear mole under the corner of the right eye.

Her black hair is tied into a high ponytail, and her simple hairstyle and tough white clothes and black pants can't hide her delicate and bright.

It seemed that he had never seen such a stunning face on the street, and the man even thought of the flawless beauty he had seen in the almanac painting.

His tense shoulders loosened, his vigilant look was no longer there, and he began to wonder in his heart - such an outstanding beauty should not be robbed in the street.