Nangong Yue was not active in the group, so Mai Xiaoji didn't notice her. But Mai Xiaoji is a popular figure in the Fengyue Boundless Group, didn't Nangong Yue say hello to him?

"Doctor Nangong, you guys are too inauthentic, I don't know about it alone, like a stupid monkey. McEgie protested.

"Hehe, you're a monkey, but you're not stupid. Nangong Yue asked the waiter to come over to add red wine, and said with a smile: "Actually, private interactions have little to do with work, and I didn't break the law, right?"

"Aren't we friends now, I feel hurt and deceived. Mai Xiaoji pretended to be pitiful.

"Okay, for the sake of our sympathy, don't dwell on this, right?"

"Freemasonry, you also have hemorrhoids?"

Nangong Yue just drank a sip of red wine and almost squirted out, and hurriedly blocked it with a tissue, quite embarrassed. Mai Xiaoji smiled evilly, "Lie to you, I didn't!"

"Well, I didn't either. "Nangong Yue's performance this time is more generous.

"To tell you the truth, why do you have to keep an eye on me when you write a book, and who sent you this time?"

"There is really no one else, how to say it, in fact, many people seem to be confident and beautiful on the surface, and they may also have low self-esteem because of a wounded heart. ”

Mai Xiaoji was confused, he never felt inferior, people in the rivers and lakes, injuries are inevitable.

According to Nangong Yue, she didn't know who her father was since she was a child, and her mother and grandmother brought her up. Father became an obscure word that was not allowed to be mentioned at home. She just stumbled upon a photo of her father when she moved, it was very old and couldn't be seen clearly, and there was a name on the reverse side, Nangong Xuan.

The photo is too old, and the man above is vaguely visible to be tall and straight, but before he can see his facial features, he was snatched away by his mother's hand, torn to pieces, and slapped her under the dispute.

It was the first time Nangong Yue was beaten, and she cried for a long time, although her grandmother and mother were very sad, no one came to persuade her.

Later, my grandmother died of illness, and my mother had no more to worry about, met a foreigner and fell in love, and then married him and moved to the United States. Nangong Yue finally has a father again, and her stepfather is not bad to her, but somehow, Nangong Yue has never had any feelings for him, and always remembers the blurred outline in the photo.

Perhaps, this is because blood is thicker than water.

"You don't want to stay abroad, stay with your mother?"

"Yes, that's why I said we're in the same boat. Mai Xiaoji, I know from Fang Hua that you are also an orphan, and in front of you, I will not feel inferior. You know, I don't really like to hear stories of family harmony, and I always think it's a mockery of myself. ”

"You're a psychiatrist, and you can't self-regulate?"

"Maybe I don't want to reconcile, I think if I can see my father one day, after the rebuke and anger, I will still love him very much. Oh, I don't even know if he's dead or alive, but that picture has taken root in my mind, and there's a very special charm about him, and I think he must be very good. ”

"Definitely, yes, you're that good. Both of them laughed, and Mai Xiaoji continued: "However, you are a little better than me, at least you still have a mother." When I was twelve years old, my father fell ill and died, and my mother died a year later from grief and exhaustion. The people in the village looked at me pitifully and took good care of me, but the best thing for me was my ex-girlfriend Jiang Wenqian's parents. Her mother was so kind to me, she was reluctant to let me do any work, and when her own son hurt, her father secretly stuffed me with money. ”

"Was this situation until you went to college?"

"No, it's probably been more than two years, and Qianqian's mother is also dead. Alas, that was such a kind-hearted woman, but unfortunately she died. ”

Mai Xiaoji shook his head, he was naughty when he was young, his mother was short-tempered, he was beaten twice in three days, and he was punished in the snow with his bare ass in the cold winter. Jiang Wenqian's mother is different, she speaks softly, and calls his son when no one is around, her eyes are full of kindness, and when it comes to maternal love, in addition to her mother, Mai Xiaoji will always think of her.

Jiang Wenqian's father is very introverted and stuffy, and he will only laugh twice when he sees people. Now with the financial support of his daughter, he has contracted a fish pond in his hometown, not selling fish, only for fishing, and his life is very leisurely.

With genetic mutations, Jiang Wenqian was reincarnated in the wrong fetus, likes to beat people, and her guts are very fat.

"Hehe, I think Jiang Wenqian's parents regard you as a son-in-law. ”

"Well, that's what the people in the village say. At that time, I was still young, and I didn't mention marriage. ”

"Don't you think it's a shame?"

The Jiang family was very good to me, and when she went to college, her father still took money, and he never asked for it. As long as people get married, they will always be sons-in-law, and I am quite satisfied with such a person, so ah, Jiang Wenqian usually bullies me, so I put up with it. ”

"The miserable life experience inspired you to study and fight?

"How can it be so noble, or because of poverty, you have to live in middle school, which is another expense, work early and make money early. ”

Nangong Yue listened very happily, and her big bright eyes were particularly bright, as if other people's sad stories sounded particularly interesting to her.

A meal became more pitiful than pitiful, because Mai Xiaoji's experience was even more pitiful, and Nangong Yue politely conceded when she finally checked out. Of course, Mai Xiaoji won't let her pay, so he said, it's scary to be expensive here, and it costs more than 3,000 for a meal, which belongs to the lower-average consumption level.

The relationship deepened a lot, but when Nangong Yue was sent to the front of Xinghai Mansion, she habitually resumed the tone of a psychiatrist, "Xiaoji, the cost of the next psychological treatment can be halved." ”

"Ah, is there a next time?" Mai Xiaoji complained in his heart, and the meal was eaten in vain.

"It's good for you, you're too young, you've been through life and death, and the trauma in your heart is terrible. Maybe you can't notice anything now, but it's like a timed bomb, and there is a possibility of an attack. ”

"Maybe it could become a squib, right?" asked McEch.

"I won't delay you for too long, and the cost is not high, so why take it as luck and not take your physical and mental health seriously. ”

Nangong Yue is like a tall savior at this time, everything is for Mai Xiaoji's good. Mai Xiaoji really regretted it, he shouldn't have jumped off the building impulsively, and he was caught.

Coming for treatment is nothing, and the cost is not worth mentioning, but Mai Xiaoji is always worried that the secret in the Golden Circle mobile phone will be leaked.

"Xiaoji, if I give you a health certificate, the police will no longer ask you for a positioning bracelet. ”

I go, or threatened.

"Okay, thank you for your kindness, let's call in advance. ”

"That's right, but remember to be on time. ”

The high heels made a rhythmic sound, Nangong Yue walked into the building, and Mai Xiaoji was about to go home when he received a message from Kong Qun asking him to help identify a painting.