Seeing that Chen Yiming's mood suddenly became gloomy and even bad, Yao Zhiyue asked worriedly, "What's wrong?" ”

Chen Yiming raised his eyes and glanced at Yao Zhiyue, pretending to be nothing, but his voice couldn't hide it, "It's not a big deal, it's just that Mr. Xu has changed his mind and doesn't plan to cooperate with our company." ”

"Didn't we talk about something before? Why did he suddenly plan to withdraw his investment? ”

Chen Yiming seemed to be trying not to worry Yao Zhiyue too much, he didn't explain too much, but Yao Zhiyue could feel that his reason was a little perfunctory, "Maybe I think our company is small and its future is worrying, so I don't want to lose money." ”

The two of them faced each other silently for a while, Chen Yiming cheered up, showed a smile, and said softly: "Let's go, I'll send you back to the company." ”

Seeing that Chen Yiming's eyebrows were tired, Yao Zhiyue's heart swelled with a sense of distress, and she felt angry about her powerlessness, and said softly: "No need, you can still take a nap at this time, you can go up quickly, I'll just drive back to the company by myself." ”

Chen Yiming really just wanted to be alone at this time, but he didn't be polite to Yao Zhiyue anymore, nodded and said: "Then pay attention to safety on the way back, and tell me on WeChat when you get to the company." ”

Yao Zhiyue drove back to the company, closed her eyes in the office for a while, and it was almost time to go to work. When the patient arrived, she got up and focused on her work, forgetting about her outside world for a while.

In the afternoon, Yao Zhiyue mainly met with two patients. Seeing off the previous patient, she took a break and soon met with the next better.

It was a middle-aged lady in her forties, well-dressed and elegant, and because she was well-maintained and still single, she looked four or five years younger than her actual age. She is currently working as a senior executive in a foreign company, which is the legendary elite middle class.

Zhao Lin is a frequent visitor to Yao Zhiyue, and her mental and psychological conditions have been pushed with the treatment. And then she has improved a lot, but her mood today is much lower than before.

Yao Zhiyue was a little worried about her trance, but her expression was calm, there was no trace of waves in the corners of her eyebrows, and she showed a warm smile to her, "Please take a seat." ”

Zhao Lin sat opposite Yao Zhiyue mechanically, and without waiting for her to speak, her voice was a little fluctuating and said, "Doctor Yao, I don't know if one day I will be like that woman, jumping down from the seventeenth floor, and I will be a hundred." ”

Yao Zhiyue's brows twitched, and she tried her best to calm and soften her tone, diverting Zhao Lin's attention from herself, "Can you tell me who that woman is?" ”

Zhao Lin shook her head blankly, "I don't know her." This morning, I opened my browser as usual to see the latest financial news, and I accidentally flipped through a news item in the city, a female patient in Xincheng Psychiatric Hospital jumped off a building. I looked at the bloody corpse in the picture, and I didn't know why I thought of myself. At that moment, that feeling of familiarity and fear seized me again, and I actually felt the attraction of death. ”

When she heard the words of Xincheng Mental Hospital, Yao Zhiyue's heart suddenly sank, and her thoughts couldn't help but slip away from her eyes. The uneasiness in her heart made her stomach cramp a little, but in the face of her client, she still restrained her physical discomfort and forcibly pulled her attention back.

"Ms. Zhao, let's try to bring our attention back to the present moment and find the state of presence."

"I'm sorry, I can't, my head is in chaos, and there's a voice that keeps roaring and roaring."

Yao Zhiyue saw that Zhao Lin's emotions were already on the verge of collapse, she didn't speak again, but played a soothing and light music on her mobile phone, poured a glass of water with just the right temperature and handed it to Zhao Lin.

Zhao Lin took a sip of warm water, her mood calmed down a little, and then she only heard Yao Zhiyue say calmly: "How about we make a little game?" ”

Zhao Lin looked at Yao Zhiyue suspiciously, hesitated for a moment, and nodded a little reluctantly.

"Put the glass aside, and then relax your whole body, your hands, feet, shoulders, abdomen, and chest. Now close your eyes, feel your breath, feel the energy in your body, do you feel the burning sensation in these parts? Well, think that you are now in a cloud of light, and the warm light is sprinkled all over your body, gently enveloping you. ”

Yao Zhiyue also meditated on her own language for about three or four minutes, and then she slowly opened her eyes and felt the discomfort in her stomach disappear.

At the same time, she also saw that Zhao Lin's previously tight brows gradually relaxed, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and the aura emanating from her body was no longer the irritable appearance she had before.

"Okay, you can open your eyes."

Zhao Lin slowly opened her eyes, calmed down, and began to confide in Yao Zhiyue about her inner thoughts, and her logic slowly became clear.

More than an hour passed, and when Zhao Lin left Yao Zhiyue's office, a layer of light was re-shrouded in his eyes. She hugged Yao Zhiyue and walked out of the company's door.

After Yao Zhiyue saw Zhao Lin leave, she quickly turned back to the office, quickly opened the browser of her mobile phone, and searched for the city news that Zhao Lin had just mentioned.

When she saw the introduction of the deceased in Xincheng Psychiatric Hospital again, Yao Zhiyue's hands couldn't help but tremble, her chest rose and fell violently, and she looked preoccupied.

Why was her hunch so accurate? The person who jumped off the building was indeed Kang Rou. Suddenly, a question flashed through her mind, would a mentally disturbed person have the consciousness to commit suicide? Or is it a negligence on the part of the hospital that failed to take care of its patients?

The news has a very small word count, and it is almost always pictures. Yao Zhiyue picked up her phone and looked at it again, and when she saw some pictures of mosaics that were not so clear, her stomach turned upside down, and she couldn't help retching.

In the evening, Yao Zhiyue returned to the apartment, she was sitting on the sofa in a daze, and the doorbell suddenly rang, which scared her into a spirit. She pulled back her thoughts and opened the door, but saw Chen Yiming standing at the door tiredly.

Yao Zhiyue hugged Chen Yiming all of a sudden, the smell of laundry detergent on his body rushed into her nose, touching her lover's warm and strong body, and the uneasiness in her heart finally calmed down.

Chen Yiming closed the door with his backhand, hugged Yao Zhiyue, stroked the hair on the back of her head with one hand, and asked in a slightly hoarse voice, "Why did you suddenly become so clingy?" ”

"Don't you like me like this?"

"I like it no matter what you look like."

Yao Zhiyue's eyebrows overflowed with joy, she suddenly remembered the news, looking at Chen Yiming's tired appearance, she hesitated for a moment, but decided not to say it.

After bathing, the two of them lay on the bed, silently thinking about their own thoughts, quiet and comfortable. Yao Zhiyue turned over, her slender arms were wrapped on Chen Yiming's sturdy chest, and she raised her eyes to look at his side face, "The company's affairs make you very tired, right?" ”

Chen Yiming put his arm around Yao Zhiyue's slender shoulders, turned his head to look into her eyes, showed a relieved smile, and said gently: "Don't worry, I'm fine." That's how I went every day before things got worse. What's more, I still have you by my side now. ”

Yao Zhiyue's heart gradually fell back into her stomach, her spirit gradually relaxed, and she chatted with Chen Yiming with and without a match, and fell asleep peacefully unconsciously.

Time passed, and the news was gradually left behind by Yao Zhiyue, and the days passed as plainly as flowing water. No matter how many people's lives have stirred up a thousand waves, or the important people engraved in their minds, no matter who is missing on this earth, it will still turn around without the slightest influence.

Because the studio hired a new psychologist, Yao Zhiyue's workload gradually decreased. On this day, she and Jiang Xinghe transferred the time to work, and specially made chicken soup in the morning, and came to Chen Yiming's company to send it over.

Yao Zhiyue walked into the office building with a brisk look on her face carrying a stainless steel insulated food box, and took the elevator to the floor where Chen Yiming's company was located.

As soon as he stepped out of the elevator, he heard a commotion, which seemed to come from Chen Yiming's company. Yao Zhiyue's heart tightened, and the brisk expression on her face instantly seemed to be frozen, and she couldn't help but speed up her pace and walk over.

But when he saw a pot-bellied, fifty-something-looking man, he slapped his desk menacingly and shouted, "You said you could afford the rent, right?" Okay, you can stay, if you can't, roll me up and leave. ”

Chen Yiming put his hands in his pockets, his back to the landlord, like a galloping arrow, exuding a fierce and tense aura around his body. He turned around, and the sharp eyes of the falcon made the fierce landlord shudder, and he suddenly shut up.

But seeing Chen Yiming said quietly: "The contract still has more than a year to expire, even if you want to increase the rent, it will be after the contract expires." Now, roll me as far as you can. ”

The landlord glared at Chen Yiming viciously, and then left like a lost dog with his tail between his legs, and when he passed Yao Zhiyue, he didn't even look at her, and hit her shoulder fiercely, almost knocking over the thermos box in her hand.

Yao Zhiyue let out an exclamation, and Chen Yiming realized that she didn't know when she came, and she was secretly worried that the current embarrassing situation was in full view of her.

Yao Zhiyue followed Chen Yiming to his small office, pretending to have just arrived, peeking at Chen Yiming's expression from time to time, and said with a smile: "I didn't go to work today, so I made a pot of chicken soup for you to taste." ”

The tension in Chen Yiming's whole body gradually relaxed, but there was still a trace of displeasure between his eyebrows, and he said in a soft tone: "Thank you." ”

However, within ten minutes, the landlord's disgusting voice was shouting again. Chen Yiming and Yao Zhiyue glanced at each other, their brows furrowed, and then walked out of the office one after the other.

When they saw two bright men and women standing next to the landlord, Yao Zhiyue and Chen Yiming's faces showed a trace of surprise.