The psychiatrist's clinic is on the other side of the city, and you have to travel through the city to get there, so the car is in the middle of the city.

As the vehicle reached an area of the Second Ring Road, Luo Qiong's eyes were drawn to an advertising window on the street corner.

Because it is a public welfare advertising window set up by the government, almost all of the posters on it are job postings. In those years, when Luo Qiong was desperate to leave her mother and live independently, she had visited this shop window more than once, looking for a job she could do. She did find it, three copies before and after. The first one, because at that time she did not hide her mother's consciousness at all, and then she was directly banned by the roar. By the time of the second part, she already knew to act quietly, but her mother, who sensed that something was wrong, followed her and followed her, and then her job was gone. As for the third part, her mother, who couldn't find a good coping strategy, put her under house arrest for a week, and even the school didn't allow her to go, and then her job was naturally gone.

For a long time, Luo Mu's invasion of Luo Qiong's life has been so untouched, so menacing.

Seeing that his wife was paying attention to something outside the window, Huang Jianliang stretched out a hand and grabbed her little hand tightly, this time, Luo Qiong was neither afraid nor evasive. All in all, she seemed indifferent to her hand-holding behavior.

At the intersection ahead, there was another red light, taking this opportunity, Huang Jianliang approached Luo Qiong's side, and looked out along her line of sight: "Let me see, what is it that makes you so fascinated, is it a beautiful man?" ”

He quipped.

There are no beautiful men outside the window, just a puff shop.

Huang Jianliang looked at the puff shop thoughtfully.

Who knows, because Luo Qiong was too focused on the relationship in his past life and was completely unaware of his approach.

Hearing someone behind him calling for him, he turned around, her nose was almost on his, and the lips of the two were so close that the air generated by Huang Jianliang's breath rushed directly to Luo Qiong's lips. In this way, although there is no real contact, it is no different from kissing.

But at this time, what appeared in Luo Qiong's mind was not something wow, or oops.

It's always completely unrelated to romance and ambiguity.

To be more precise, what appeared in Luo Qiong's mind at this time was a man, another man. The military husband who forced her to accept it in every possible way, the strange man who made sexual demands in front of the girl's mother at the first meeting, the man who wanted to kiss her on the street without a single official date, the man who was not even a friend but was about to enter her life. So, without hesitation, it can even be said that it was a conditioned reflex, Luo Qiong raised his hand and slapped the other party.

You know, she has been waiting for this day for a long time, and the desire to beat people has long made her unbearable.

Now, since there is no mother by her side, Luo Qiong, who has lost her mother's suppression, doesn't hurry up to beat people first and then follow up.

What a refreshing slap in the face, that snap was like thunder on the ground.

Who knew that after a slap, Luo Qiong suddenly realized that the man in front of her was not her previous fiancé, this man was Sun Xiaoyou's fiancé, her president. So far, the man has not done anything offensive to himself.

She gave him a resounding slap in the face in the street.

is shocked and afraid, don't doubt it, now Luo Qiong is trembling like a quail again. Covering her cheeks with her hands and burying her head in her thighs, her mind was in chaos.

will be beaten and scolded,

will definitely be fought back, a big man, without doing anything, was slapped so hard in the street.

Of course he'll fight back.

But at this time, Huang Jianliang, who was the victim himself, behaved so casually.

Holding out a hand to grab his fiancée's hand, he forced her to stand up and face him. Sticking the other party's soft and boneless little hand to his face, there was already a rapid swelling of the boss. Luo Qiong's heart skipped a beat, but the man's smile dispelled her fear: "What a little bee with thorns, okay, I married a little bee with thorns." I'm sorry to scare you," she put her hand on his face, and the man's face, which had been as warm as jade, was now so embarrassed.

Luo Qiong closed her eyes tightly, not daring to look directly.

Continuing to play with the small hand in his palm, the man smiled and said, "Now that I have guessed your bottom line, the small hand can be held, but the other parts are not, and you can't get too close to other things...... It doesn't matter, who made me just a stranger now. ”

At this moment, Huang Jianliang's expression was so sad, and that grievance made Luo Qiong's heart unstable.

"It's okay, you're a sick person right now. Everything is not rushed. ”

His voice was on her heart.

……

In the psychiatrist's office, all treatment and diagnosis are now over, and it is time for the doctor to meet with the patient and the patient's family.

Tapping the information that had just been sorted out in the diagnosis with a pen, the doctor sorted out his emotions a little and said, "According to Mr. Huang, Miss Sun's condition should have worsened, but my eyes told me that Miss Sun's condition was not like this. The human heart is a wonderful thing, and no one can control what it will become in the future. Ms. Sun is now well on her way to recovery, but I don't recommend that she be exposed to the public anytime soon. A relatively closed space, a few familiar people, slowly step by step, so that Miss Sun's condition is greatly beneficial. ”

The middle-aged physician commanded.

In the corridor outside the hospital, a child who has been admitted to the hospital because of autism is painting accompanied by his mother.

According to doctors, painting can release human emotions and is conducive to the recovery of autistic patients. The mother moved closer to her child, wanting to see what her child's inner world was like.

Who knows, what is displayed on the drawing paper is very different from the normal hobby of a five-year-old child.

The child drew a sketch of a young lady's face.

The mother looked up, only to find that her child was drawing Sun Xiaoyou, who was standing at the main entrance of the hospital and waiting for the bus.

Unexpectedly, before the mother spoke, the child took the initiative to talk to the mother: "This sister, the last time I saw her, it was pitch black, and I couldn't see any color. But this time I saw her, and she had such a beautiful color. ”

This is the first time in history.

The mother was so happy that tears fell, and it seemed that the doctor was right, painting can open the window of the child's heart.

Wiping away tears, he moved closer to the child, as if to find a common word in the painting. Who knows, what unfolds in front of you is a black-and-white painting with almost no color. "Baby, why don't you give that sister some color, like this pretty pink. Look, that sister and pink are such a good match. ”

Sun Xiaoyu's baby face makes it easy to pair her with pink.

After thinking about it quite seriously for a while, the child said, "Because that sister's color is so deep that she doesn't even know it." ”

Just listen to the thump.

The child's water glass in the child's mother's hand fell to the ground, but she was unaware of it, and she stood up with a bang and rushed towards the doctor's office. But after running a few steps, he remembered that he shouldn't have left the child where he was, so he turned back again, grabbed his own child in the armpit, and rushed to the doctor's office with a scream.

……

Sun Xiaoyou's home is on the outskirts of the city, a beautiful place. And this house, apparently, is not an ordinary, commercial single-family house. When the car drove to the gate of Sun's house, I don't know why, Luo Qiong couldn't help but exclaim: "Wow~" At this time, I remembered a book I had read when I was in junior high school - "Style", this book made a detailed comparison of American society. In the description of the dwelling, the so-called invisible top floor, standing at the gate, should not be able to see the building where the owner lives.

The Sun family's villa is true in some aspects, but it is not entirely so.

According to Luo Qiong's eye measurement, the front garden of the Sun family villa alone is the size of a football field, not to mention the back garden, as well as the villa itself. It's really, very, very rich. She has been squeezing the unit all her life, and her eyes are dazzled.

After entering the main gate, after turning a corner along the ramp, a circular fountain garden appears in front of you, which is the center of the front garden. This is a European-style garden villa. The building is about three floors high, not to mention anything else, from the analysis of the floor area of the entire building, it is no problem to build a building, I don't know how much value such a villa is to move to the center of the city.

Standing next to the fountain, Luo Qiong couldn't help but exclaim for the second time: "Wow~" This specification is not so much a villa, but a castle or a more Chinese name - a villa is more appropriate.

Because the arched main entrance was only used for welcoming guests, and was hardly used on weekdays, the vehicle lowered her to the side door.

When her feet hit the ground, two rows of workers bowed in unison, the villa's nanny aunts, gardeners, cleaners, and other staff. Standing at the front was a Western man, butler, yes.

This man with pale blue eyes, wearing a black suit for housekeepers, and elegant but slightly lifeless demeanor, is the housekeeper of the entire Sun family compound. A British housekeeper.

So, Luo Qiong couldn't help but exclaim for the third time. "Wow~"

But by the time she entered the villa, she no longer had the strength to marvel again. Luxury, extravagance, this is simply magnificent...... Her mind couldn't describe what was happening in front of her. He pinched his thigh hard.

It's not gone, it's all real.

The butler bowed deeply to Sun Xiaoyou again, and he called her master. At this moment, the eyes of this man with British nationality met Huang Jianliang, who was standing behind Sun Xiaoyou, and sparks burst out in the eyes of the two.

But as the protagonist of the incident, she was completely unaware of the incident.