The sky was getting white. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

In the summer, the day always comes very early.

Just after six o'clock, the waiting hall of the hospital began to see more patients.

Looking at Wu Xinghui, who was still sitting on the side without saying a word, Wang Yiyuan felt very uncomfortable.

"What has happened cannot be undone. You have to take good care of yourself, don't let Yue'er go uneasy! ”

"Where's home?"

"Yue'er...... Well, I mean, go back to where you live now. I haven't slept all night, so it's time for you to get some rest and don't exhaust yourself. ”

Wu Xinghui's eyes moved slightly, obviously hearing Wang Yiyuan's words, but he didn't respond again.

Looking at the other party's dejected appearance, Wang Yiyuan sighed, simply pulled Wu Xinghui up, and dragged his arm to the outside of the hospital.

Wu Xinghui did not refuse, and obediently followed Wang Yiyuan out of the hospital and got into a taxi home, but his body was very stiff all the way.

When she arrived at Wu Yueying's villa, Wang Yiyuan asked Wu Xinghui to sit on the sofa and rest for a while, and then walked into the kitchen by herself, intending to make breakfast.

I rummaged through the refrigerator, but fortunately there were still some eggs and greens in it.

As a single dog who has lived alone for a long time, Wang Yiyuan's cooking skills have been forced to practice, and it is natural to cook two bowls of noodles for breakfast.

Fry two poached eggs, set aside, and then fill the pan with water. While the water is boiling in the pot, rinse the greens and take out two bowls of condiments for cooking noodles, and the water in the pot is almost boiling.

Put out some boiling water to disperse the condiments in the bowl, add the greens when the noodles are boiled until they are medium-rare, then scoop up the greens and put them in the bowl, then the freshly cooked noodles, and finally spread the poached eggs on top, sprinkle with some chopped green onions, and the two bowls of fragrant noodles are ready.

Wang Yiyuan came to the living room with a bowl of noodles, and when she was about to call Wu Xinghui to eat, she found that he had fallen asleep on the sofa.

Wu Xinghui was like a lonely child, holding his back with both hands, reclining on the sofa, his face with tears that had dried up after crying before.

Looking at his injured appearance, Wang Yiyuan's heart felt distressed for no reason.

Although she has a good relationship with Wu Yueying, she has not known each other for a long time after all, and Wang Yiyuan actually doesn't know much about the situation in Wu Yueying's family. Judging from Wu Xinghui's rare return to China once, he chose to live with his sister temporarily, and the relationship between the sister and brother must be extraordinarily good. Wu Yueying's sudden death was too big a blow to Wu Xinghui, and it is no wonder that Wu Xinghui, who is sunny and cheerful on weekdays, is so depressed at this time.

Wang Yiyuan watched quietly for a while, but decided to wake up the other party.

As a guest, I can't go to the master's bedroom and take out a blanket to cover Wu Xinghui, right? Moreover, the weather during this period of time will feel quite hot when basking in the sun outside during the day, but the temperature inside is not high, not to mention that it is still early in the morning, if he is allowed to sleep in the living room like this, it is easy to catch a cold.

Pushing Wu Xinghui, the other party just snorted and didn't wake up. Wang Yiyuan simply patted Wu Xinghui's face with her hand: "Wake up, don't sleep like this, it's easy to catch a cold." Wake up. ”

Wu Xinghui finally opened his eyes and saw Wang Yiyuan in front of him, he was stunned for a moment, then sat up, rubbed his cheeks with his hands to sober himself up a little, and then said, "I'm sorry, I don't know why I suddenly fell asleep." ”

Wang Yiyuan smiled slightly, of course she knew that Wu Xinghui fell asleep because he cried a lot, and he didn't sleep all night, so he was too tired. Crying is a way to vent and a kind of psychological self-protection of the human body. Modern psychology believes that when a person encounters severe mental trauma, he will fall into a terrible state of worry and despair, which can easily induce some mental illnesses, and once vented through crying, the person's spirit will quickly be relaxed, and then there will be a feeling of fatigue.

She took the bowl of boiled noodles, handed it to Wu Xinghui, and said softly: "It's okay, you haven't slept all night, and it's normal to take a nap." But don't sleep in the living room. Come, eat something first, and then go back to your room and get some sleep. ”

"I'm a big man who actually cried in public, but let others see the joke. Wu Xinghui took the bowl with noodles and laughed at himself.

Wang Yiyuan shook her head and sighed: "As long as you are a human being, you will have feelings, and if you laugh, you will cry, this is a normal reaction, how can someone laugh at you? ”

In fact, Wang Yiyuan remembered some of the studies on crying that she had seen before. Hassen, an evolutionary biologist at Tel Aviv University in Israel, once said that crying is a highly evolved human behavior, and like language, only humans can cry in the true sense.

William Frye, a psychologist at the University of Minnesota in the United States, once conducted an interesting experiment to collect the tears left by the participants when they were moved and when they were stimulated, and found that the "emotional tears" shed by the emotion contained catecholamines, but not the "reflex tears".

Catecholamines are chemicals released by the brain in response to emotional stress, and if they accumulate too much in the body, they can easily increase the risk of cardiovascular and cerebrovascular diseases. Therefore, Frye believes that it is very necessary for people to "detoxify" themselves through emotional tears, and should not deliberately control themselves from crying.

I originally wanted to say these words, but considering Wu Xinghui's current state, I am afraid that he is not in the mood to listen to the popularization of his knowledge, so he simply did not mention it.

Wu Xinghui barely squeezed out a smile, picked up the chopsticks and stirred the noodles in the bowl. Because it's been a little long, the noodles are already a little mushy, sticky and sticky together, and a big lump is picked up.

Wang Yiyuan's face turned red, and she reached out to drag the bowl back: "Oops, it's all paste." Don't eat this bowl, I'll make another one. ”

Wu Xinghui protected the bowl in his hand, turned sideways to avoid Wang Yiyuan's outstretched hand, and then quickly picked up the noodles in the bowl and stuffed them into his mouth, while muttering: "No need, it looks good." Well, it's really delicious, thank you!"

Wang Yiyuan chuckled: "You haven't mixed it evenly, how can it taste?!"

"It's smelly, it's fragrant. That's good, don't the noodles and pieces of noodles fill the stomach, there's no need to waste them. ”

Wang Yiyuan looked at Wu Xinghui's very sincere eyes, and her heart moved again, and she almost wanted to reach out to help him wipe the oil stuck to the corners of his mouth. Frightened by her sudden thought, she hurried back to the kitchen and brought out her bowl of noodles, and ate it too.