After listening to Xiao Lizi's words, the smile on Song Qianqian's face became stronger, she knew that Xiao Lizi cared about her and worried about her, and she didn't know what he said to comfort her, but it was easy to persuade people, but how difficult it was to make herself want to open. Everyone understands this truth, but there are a few people who can do it.

"Little Lizi, thank you for telling me so much today, I will digest it well. ”

Song Qianqian stretched out his hand and patted him on the shoulder, and his eyes returned to the aunts and uncles who were dancing in the square. The faces of these people were all filled with happy expressions, and looking at these happy people, Song Qianqian's whole person was also deeply infected.

She wanted to dance, even though she wouldn't.

"Xiao Lizi, we're going back tomorrow, have you bought a gift for your girlfriend?"

"Ahh ”

Xiao Lizi patted his head, looking suddenly realized.

"Then you don't go quickly, it's only eight o'clock, and many shops haven't closed yet, so I won't accompany you, I'll dance here for a while, and I'll go back to the hotel directly." ”

Song Qianqian said, and the person had already stood up, stretched out his arms and kicked his legs, and moved his hands and feet first.

"Square dancing?

Xiao Lizi looked at her thin arms and legs, he remembered that Song Qianqian himself had said that she was the master of singing with incomplete pentatonic notes and stiff limbs when dancing, and now he suddenly said that he was going to square dance, and his jaw did not fall in surprise, he was already giving her face.

From now on, I, Song Qianqian, will begin to transform, and I will definitely let you see a different Song Qianqian. ”

Song Qianqian raised his chin and looked very inspirational.

"Metamorphosis? Do you want to break out of the cocoon of the cicada into a butterfly?"

"Yes, our little plum is smart, I won't tell you, I'm going to learn to dance. ”

After speaking, Song Qianqian trotted and ran into the army of square dancers like a gust of wind.

Looking at her somewhat clumsy appearance, Xiao Lizi smiled knowingly, this Song Qianqian, who was confused and sad just now, is now dancing happily again, this kind of face changing speed, I'm afraid only Song Qianqian has it, right?

However, it's okay, seeing that she looks like she's fine, he feels a little relieved.

Looking at Song Qianqian, it seems that she has learned very quickly, and now she can follow a few simple movements.

Xiao Lizi looked at her deeply a few times before turning around and walking to the other side.

It wasn't until Xiao Lizi's figure disappeared into the square that Song Qianqian slowly retreated from the never-ending dancing army, and her face returned to its original Luomo, she knew that if she didn't dance, Xiao Lizi would definitely not worry that she was here alone, in that case, he wouldn't be able to do his own thing.

Therefore, she can only pretend that she is a nobody, pretending to be a heartless person.

Back at the hotel, Song Qianqian buried herself deep in the bathtub full of water, and as she went deeper, the water in the bathtub overflowed a lot and flowed to the ground.

She closed her eyes and mouth tightly, and tried to hold her breath, until her head swelled and the world swirled, when she sat up and came out of the water.

Song Qianqian held on to the edge of the bathtub and gasped for air, the wet hair on her head clinging to her cheeks. touched her face with her hand, and her face slowly changed from the red just now to the original whiteness.

It was so dangerous, she was almost suffocated to death just now.

Slowly crawling out of the bathtub, she stepped on the carpet, but she was as weak as stepping on cotton. Holding on to the wall and returning to the bed, Song Qianqian lay on the bed with his head up, regardless of the fact that his wet hair had not been dried.

Looking at the glittering crystal chandelier on the roof, Song Qianqian's heart was afraid for a while.

She didn't know what happened to her, why she stayed in the water and didn't come out, if she couldn't stand it, she probably would have buried herself in the water and didn't want to come out.

What's wrong with her? How can she be suicidal?

Could it be that she has the depression that is now prevalent?

Song Qianqian was shocked, and quickly turned over and took his mobile phone and began to check all the symptoms of depression.

Depression, also known as depressive disorder, is the main type of mood disorder with significant and persistent depressed mood as the main clinical feature. Clinically, it can be seen that the mood is not commensurate with the situation, and the depression can range from depression to grief, low self-esteem and depression, and even pessimism and misanthropy, and there may be suicide attempts or behaviors; even stupor; some cases have obvious anxiety and motor agitation; in severe cases, psychotic symptoms such as hallucinations and delusions may occur. Each seizure lasts at least 2 weeks, is older or even several years, and most cases tend to recur, most of which are relieved with each seizure, and some may have residual symptoms or become chronic.

Depressed? She has! Depressed? She also has! Inferior self-esteem and misanthropy? She seems to still have!

Song Qianqian threw away the phone, lay on her back and fell on the bed again, it's over, she won't really have depression, right?

No, no, she is still so young, how can she not think about it because of some emotional things? She still has her parents, and those good sisters, no, she can't be so depressed anymore.

I've just read some posts that say that as long as you rest more, move more, spend more time with your family, go out to play more, and relax your mind, mild depression can be slowly cured.

Song Qianqian lay on the bed, inhaled deeply, exhaled, and said in the post that taking more deep breaths can help you have a good mood.

From now on, all good things are blocked in her mind, she wants to be happy, she wants to be happy, and she wants to be healthy!

In the middle of the night, the WHY bar is mixed with the strong smell of tobacco and lust, and in the deafening sound of the East, all kinds of men and women are like fresh fish, swimming blindly and excitedly on the dance floor. They take off or put on their masks and wander wildly in the cracks of urban nightclubs in search of thrills and releases.

Lu Zihao, Mo Ling, Wang Hao, and Song Yunfei, who had never opened the door with his mouth, sat in the luxurious private room on the second floor, and they looked down through the transparent glass, looking at those crazy people who seemed to have just escaped from a mental hospital.

Song Yunfei swayed his body at will with the music, and his waist that twisted freely was even more enchanting than a woman.

Lu Zihao held the wine glass and looked coldly at the people below who were writhing back and forth on the dance floor, he couldn't understand what was there to dance in this dance.

"Zihao, don't drink it, if you drink it again, you'll get drunk. ”

Mo Ling pulled the wine glass from his hand and placed it in the corner of a table far away from them.

Lu Zihao looked down at the wine bottles on the table, one, two, three, four, five, there were already five bottles. At some point, he drank five beers.

"I really can't drink it anymore. ”

Lu Zihao leaned on the sofa, rubbing his slightly swollen temples with both hands, he was still like this, he was never used to staying in a noisy place for a long time. There was a dull ache in his head, and his ears hurt a little from the loud music.

"What's wrong? Your head hurts again?"

Mo Ling looked at him, a hint of worry flashing in his eyes. His ** illness is really getting worse and worse, "Zihao, do you want to go to the hospital for another checkup, your head hurts more and more often." ”

"No, I just checked it a few days ago, and the expert said that I didn't rest over my brain, as long as I rested for a few days, it would not be cured. ”

Lu Zihao looked up at him and said softly.

"Chief, look downstairs, that woman seems to be Cui Yaming?"

Wang Hao pointed to a woman in red who was dressed very vigorously downstairs, and his face was a little uncertain.

"Does she have anything to do with me? Wang Hao, do you think I have been worrying too little recently? Don't report this kind of boring thing to me in the future!"

Lu Zihao looked at Wang Hao, with a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Wang Hao nodded hurriedly, sat on the side and didn't talk more, he lay on the arm of the sofa, and looked at the woman in red downstairs with a puzzled expression.

The woman was wearing heavy makeup, her entire back was bare in everyone's sight, and he muttered in his heart: if he had a daughter in the future, if she dared to dress like this, he would definitely lock her in the house so that she would never be able to take a step out of the house.

"By the way, Zihao, the last time you went to Vietnam, I took Qianqian to dinner, and I met your mother and Cui Yaming in the restaurant. ”

Mo Ling held a cup of black tea and gently sipped it in his mouth. After observing in the past few days, he felt that something must have happened between Zihao and Song Qianqian?

"Yes, I heard you say, but she didn't tell me you met my mother. ”

Lu Zihao turned his head to look at him, his eyes full of curiosity.

"Then she must not have told you what kind of insults and scolding she received, did she?"

"What do you mean? You mean to say that my mother humiliated shallow?"

Lu Zihao sat up straight, his palms a little cold.

"Not only that, Cui Yaming also used her mobile phone to take a photo of me and Qianqian entering the restaurant together, and deliberately took it to your mother to ask for credit, saying that the two of us had an improper relationship, and also said that Qianqian was inappropriate......"

Mo Ling slowly told the story from beginning to end, and he didn't finish telling the story until the black tea in the cup was drunk.

Lu Zihao had a gloomy face, he only understood now, no wonder Song Qianqian said that getting along with his mother was simply too good to describe, at that time he thought it was a good meaning, but he didn't expect that what she said was this kind of anti-intention.

How so?

Why didn't Song Qianqian mention it to him at all when such a big thing happened, was he afraid that he would be worried, or was he worried that he would help his mother speak?

"Zihao, as an outsider, I can see that Song Qianqian likes you very much, and I really like you. You can't let her down, and you can't break her heart, you know?"