How to describe it, it's like a silent movie, where every scene goes on slowly.

Fang Miao watched Yan Zheng get closer and closer to her, and couldn't help but feel that her heart was beating faster and faster.

There are only a few faces, maybe it is the timing of every time he appears, which makes her a little overwhelmed.

"Why is Dr. Yan here?"

"That's where I live. Yan Zheng replied calmly.

It turns out that I live in the same community, which is really ...... Skillful!

Without waiting for Fang Miao to recover from her surprise, this time it was Yan Zheng's turn to take the initiative to speak: "I saw that Miss Fang had been looking for something in her bag just now, was there any trouble?"

I didn't expect him to observe so delicately, Fang Miao was embarrassed, and only replied after a while: "My key fell on the law firm, and the combination lock was broken two days ago, and I haven't had time to repair it, so I ......"

She spread her hands and said a big embarrassment on her face.

"Hmm. He nodded, maintaining the doctor's usual polite appearance, "If Miss Fang doesn't mind, you can go to the cold house for one night." ”

Unexpectedly, he would say this, Fang Miao looked at him directly, and felt that it was a little unreal, and after thinking about it in his heart for a while, he still refused: "I understand Dr. Yan's kindness, but it's still not appropriate." ”

"Inappropriate?" Yan Zheng's eyes stared at her as deep as the night sky, obviously the most gentle eyes, but they made people feel oppressed.

Fang Miao was very embarrassed by this question, and she didn't know how to answer it.

Seeing her embarrassment, Yan Zheng chuckled and explained indifferently, "My humble house can still accommodate the next two people." ”

Fang Miao pondered for a moment, the hand hanging on the bag rubbed the shoulder strap back and forth, showing her uneasiness and entanglement, and finally after a choice, she agreed.

When she walked into the "Humble House" in Yan Zheng's mouth, a feeling of being deceived suddenly rose in her heart, and she was blamed for being too stupid, after all, how could a person like Yan Zheng who drove a luxury car really live in a "Humble House"!

Yan Zheng took out a pair of brand-new men's slippers from the shoe cabinet at the door and put them at Fang Miao's feet, got up and explained, "There has never been a lady in the house, so you can wear this pair first." ”

I've never been here before, so is this a hint of something? Fang Miao felt that her thoughts were too evil, so she had to bow and thank you stiffly.

"Your room is on the left side of the second floor, you go up and rest first, and I'll call you after I'm done with my clothes and dinner." Yan Zheng made an orderly arrangement, and went upstairs first after speaking.

In his sight, he went to the room on the right side of the second floor.

Fang Miao endured the embarrassment and walked downstairs under the living room for a while.

Perhaps because of the uneven diet for two days, she had just laid down in bed, and there was a faint pain in her stomach, which was not obvious at first, and after a while, the pain was so painful that she rolled back and forth on the bed.

Fang Miao held back her voice, this was not in her own home, so she had to be restrained, she wanted to endure it and passed, but unexpectedly, this time the stomach pain was menacing, making her body, which had always been known as an iron beating, a little unbearable.

Soon, Yan Zheng made dinner and knocked on Fang Miao's door.

In the bedroom, Fang Miao curled herself up in a ball, and let out a long breath after hearing the movement, in order not to cause more trouble to others, she responded recklessly: "It's here." ”

She got out of bed and opened the door, only to see Yan Zheng placing chopsticks in the living room downstairs, which made her stunned for a moment.

What is the reason why the work of a housewife is done by such a big man, not only without a sense of disobedience, but also fascinated?

Fang Miao held her breath to suppress the pain and went downstairs and sat down at the dining table.

Yan Zheng took off his apron and sat down opposite her, picked up the chopsticks and said, "The cooking skills are not good, Miss Fang, don't dislike it." ”

The standard three dishes and one soup, she can't think of anything to dislike.

"By the way, we also know each other, and Dr. Yan can directly call me by my name in the future. ”

"If Miss Fang can call me by my name in the future, I can also consider your proposal. He looked serious.

Fang Miao originally wanted to call his name to practice her mouth, but with the throbbing pain in her stomach, she could only swallow back the two words that came to her mouth and buried her head in eating.

I didn't expect my stomach to hurt so badly this time, and even eating became a pain.

Fang Miao chewed the food in her mouth without a bite, and as a doctor, Yan Zheng, who was delicate, had already sensed that something was wrong.

After a while, I saw him suddenly put down his chopsticks, picked up a bowl of hot white fungus porridge, and sat down next to Fang Miao.

An unsuspecting aura of male hormones surged up, Fang Miao's reflexive blush, and the hand holding the chopsticks became even more unstable, so sudden approach made her little heart almost unable to parry.

"Stomach ache?" was the tone in which the doctor asked the patient, the only difference was a hint of subtle concern.

Unexpectedly, after pretending for a long time, he was still seen through, Fang Miao lowered his head and admitted in a sullen manner.

As for the cause of the stomach pain, Yan Zheng didn't ask, he probably guessed in his heart, the porridge was almost ready, he picked it up and scooped it up and sent it to Fang Miao's mouth, his movements were skillful and natural, and he didn't seem to feel that feeding porridge was a very intimate thing between men and women.

Maybe it really answered that sentence, and there is no distinction between men and women in the eyes of doctors.

Fang Miao's face burned, and she hesitated for a long time but still opened her mouth obediently.

In this way, Yan Zheng patiently fed her spoonful after spoonful, and every time Fang Miao raised her eyes to look at him carefully, her heart was about to jump out of her throat.

Yan Zheng is very tall, even if he sits, he is a head taller than her, and the action when leaning over to feed the porridge has narrowed the distance between the two people.

The more Fang Miao looked at it, the more distracted he became, and every time he drank a sip of porridge, he pursed his lips, and his preoccupied trance made everything around him quiet to a standstill, especially when his gaze occasionally swept over his Adam's apple, which rolled slightly...... In this half-light and half-dark place, it is really tempting to sin.

After drinking a bowl of porridge, the warm feeling really made the stomach feel a lot more comfortable, and Fang Miao had a wonderful feeling of resurrection on the spot.

"I haven't been drinking those Chinese medicines lately, have I?" Yan Zheng put down the bowl and sat back in his place, as if he was asking her, but in an affirmative tone.

Knowing that he couldn't hide it, Fang Miao made all the moves.

When the words fell, I saw Yan Zheng frowning, the doctor was most afraid of encountering disobedient patients, and she was now one of those patients.

In fact, he didn't urge her to drink the medicine anymore, but frowned, and at the same time lowered his head and whispered something.

Fang Miao only vaguely heard the word "okay", she looked at Yan Zheng suspiciously, but he just shifted the topic to dinner, signaling her to eat more, and go upstairs to sleep after eating.

After dinner, Fang Miao took the initiative to put away the dishes and chopsticks in the kitchen, and went upstairs after washing them one by one.

The time turned to 8 o'clock, and Fang Miao slept with her clothes together this night, perhaps because she had not had enough sleep recently, so she fell asleep as soon as she lay in bed.

On the other hand, Yan Zheng did not have the habit of going to bed early, and only took a shower and went to bed at 11 o'clock, but as soon as he closed his eyes, he heard movement from outside.

It was the sound of footsteps, the sound was loud, and with this he got up, and a thought flashed through his mind, and he looked at the door, and the floor was separated from the door by a small gap, and the light from the outside came through.

The footsteps outside were getting closer and closer to the bedroom, and finally stopped at the door, Yan Zheng stopped looking, simply got out of bed and walked straight to the back of the door, attached his hand to the doorknob, and made up his mind to gently pull down, and the door opened inside.

Yan Zheng took a step, his gaze directly to his right, and as expected, he saw a person, and that person was also staring at him defensively at the moment.

"Miss Yin?" It was just a second of looking at each other, and Yan Zheng recognized the person, a name he had always remembered since he left the police station.

Although they were the same face, those vigilant eyes were completely different from Fang Miao's.

Yin Lai didn't expect that after reappearing, it would be in a strange environment, and she would meet this man who had a delicate relationship with Fang Miao again, of course, this was not the most terrifying, what made her jealous the most was that the other party could actually see through her at a glance!

"I helped you last time at the police station, why don't we talk?" Yan Zheng had a smile on his lips, and his face was harmless.

Yin Lai was stunned in her heart, she expected that one day the people around Fang Miao would react if they knew about her existence, but she didn't expect someone to be so calm.

"Absolutely. After thinking about it, she agreed, and her precautions remained.

Yan Zheng took her to the study, and the two sat down facing each other.

The study was filled with the regular sound of old-fashioned clocks, and the sound seemed to come from all directions, making it difficult to figure out where the sound was coming from.

Yin Lai leaned on the back of the chair, crossed Erlang's legs, and looked invincible.

As the initiator of this conversation, Yan Zheng took the lead in breaking the silence: "Let me introduce myself first, my name is Yan Zheng, and I am Fang Miao's friend. ”

"Friend, boyfriend?" Yin Lai raised his eyebrows, his words with disdain, this attitude concealed the vigilance when he entered the door.

The word boyfriend made Yan Zheng in a trance for a moment, but he didn't show it on his face at all, and continued to maintain a warm and charming smile, "At least not yet." ”

"That means it will be later?"

"That's your understanding. ”

Feelings are not something that can be controlled by people, so naturally we can't easily draw conclusions.

Yin Lai was stunned, and asked casually, "How much does that have feelings, why are you interested in her?"

I can't say why, but I suddenly want to know what the difference between myself and Fang Miao is.

"If I say it's because of you, do you believe it?" Yan Zheng smiled meaningfully, and the smile made it impossible to distinguish the truth from the falsehood of his words.

Yin Lai is not stupid, she frowned, and had an answer, "Double personality, because of this?"

This time he didn't answer, obviously acquiescing, the original intention of approaching Fang Miao was indeed because of his dual personality, as a psychiatrist, if he happened to encounter a rare case, he couldn't help but be driven by his profession, and as for the later development, it was indeed beyond his control.

"Aren't ordinary people afraid of split personalities, why are you so interested?" Yin Lai's eyes were gloomy, as if he was pondering something.

Just as she was thinking about the possible reason, she saw Yan Zheng get up from her seat, she looked up suspiciously, but crashed into his eyes as deep as the sea.

Yan Zheng stopped where she could reach with every breath, Yin Lai felt the oppression of over-approaching for the first time in her life, and the two looked at each other, and she forced herself to remain calm.

"The sub-personality in a split personality is really not easy to spot at first glance. Yan Zheng approached her, lowered his voice very low, bowed his head slightly in her ear, and his expression was intimate and soft, "But I'm a psychiatrist." ”

As soon as the words fell, Yan Zheng stretched out his hand and snapped his fingers in front of Yin Lai's eyes, all the sounds stopped abruptly at the moment of snapping his fingers, Yin Lai's eyes dimmed, his eyelids drooped, and he leaned forward and fell on Yan Zheng's outstretched arm, and fell into a coma.

Yan Zheng, who had already calculated everything, smiled and his face was always calm, he made up his mind, and picked up the person who had fallen asleep from the chair and sent her back to her bedroom.

There was no extra noise in the huge duplex apartment, and the living room was all lit along the hallway.

A tall man in a black nightgown walked out of the study with a sleeping woman in his arms.

In the light of the lights, his face was expressionless, and when he looked closely, his face was dyed with a little satisfaction.

After several days of hot weather, it finally rained heavily on this night, and although it was still hot after the rain, at least the people who slept this night would not be tossed and turned by the heat.

Some people or things seem to have a predetermined development arrangement, but those arrangements have been changed by a small branch, and before you know it, everything seems to have a new beginning.