"Oh, really?" I looked at him quietly and asked softly, "My family will always care about you, right?" ”

"Boy, you have rough skin and thick meat, who cares about you." The micro-expression revealed that Lu Zenghan didn't seem to want to answer this question, looking out of the window out of the corner of his eyes, his toes were tilted outward, and he looked away from me.

I changed the question: "Which do you feel more comfortable feeling of being cared for or caring for others?" ”

Lu Zenghan was stunned for a moment, the light in his eyes suddenly turned cold, and he sneered as if he was injured: "Doctor Xin, are you treating me?" ”

I was stunned, there was a part of the occupational disease, chatting and talking deviated, deviated in the direction of psychological counseling, but there was also a part, I really wanted to understand him, either the doctor's understanding of the patient, or the man's understanding of all aspects, eager to understand. But I can't say it. I looked at him with a complicated expression, pursed my lips and said nothing.

"Okay, that's good." Lu Zenghan laughed like a fox again, "It's really worth my money." With that, he stood up and looked out the window with his back to me.

Am I wrong? I froze where I was. From the therapist's point of view, I'm not wrong, he spent the medical fee, didn't I come here to treat him? Emotionally, it seems like I'm wrong again.

In just a few dozen seconds, Lu Zenghan had already adjusted his mood, turned around and smiled at me as before: "Did it scare you again?" ”

"No, I just, I just really want to get to know you." I tried to say these words, but I didn't dare to look him in the eyes, and bit my lip a little aggrieved.

Lu Zenghan laughed sullenly: "I said Xin Keqiao, can't you have a snack and have a better psychological quality?" Shall you cure me, or shall I cure you? ”

"Lu Zenghan, can you be serious!" Looking at Lu Zenghan with a hippie smiling face, I couldn't bear it, my mind was like facing a donkey's liver and lungs.

"Okay, I'll be serious next time." Lu Zenghan dealt with me and looked at the time, "I have to rush to the scene, go, send you first." ”

On the way back, I didn't turn on the air conditioner, the car window was open, and the south wind gently entered my arms, with a little smell of the sea breeze and the fragrance of green trees, I secretly glanced at Lu Zenghan who was focusing on driving from time to time, and my heart was gently swaying with the summer wind. Half an hour's journey was quick to arrive. I was about to get out of the car, but Lu Zenghan suddenly stopped me: "Let's add a WeChat too, right?" It's all in this era, and I always use the phone, and I see a lot of outside. ”

I never add clients, and counselors have to establish prestige, so they have to maintain a certain sense of mystery. But with Lu Zenghan, there is still some mystery to speak of. I asked him to scan the code and add WeChat, and I have very few friends in WeChat, less than twenty. After Lu Zenghan added it, he clicked on my WeChat background image and was stunned for a moment, and after looking at it for a long time, he slowly asked, "Who is this?" ”

"My sister." I replied that my background was a photo with my sister, "She's beautiful." ”

"Yes." Lu Zenghan said, his voice seemed to float far away, and after a while, he smiled at me as if he came back to his senses, "It's much better than you." ”

"Thank you." I gave him a blank look and got out of the car.

I walked back with light steps, and saw Han Muzhi's car downstairs, oh no, I didn't pay attention just now, I quickly took out my mobile phone and looked, there were more than a dozen missed calls, and I kept muting at night. I looked at the paper bag in my hand and stuffed it into the bag, but it was big enough. When Han Muzhi saw it, he was going to be unhappy again.

Pushing open the door, Yingying gestured at me to Han Muzhi in the bathroom. I hurriedly sneaked into the house and stuffed the copycat watch that Lu Zenghan gave me into the closet. When I came out, Han Muyi looked at me with a gloomy face, and I smiled awkwardly: "Muzhi, I'm sorry, I didn't hear your call." ”