"Besides, Ke Qiao, I've told you many times that Ke Yi and I are ignorant in college, and it's over before it starts. Don't be a matchmaker for me anymore. Keyi, she needs someone more powerful to take care of her. Han Muzhi sighed, "Has she been in contact with you recently?" ”

"Nope." I lowered my head and pulled my fingers, how long has it been, half a month? Or a month? There was no news from Keyi, and it seemed like it was just overnight for us to go from being close to what we are now. Every time I ask to take the initiative to find her, she will reply when she has time, and she will not answer the phone when she has no time, or it will take a long time to ignore me, or even ignore me. The only thing she took the initiative to find me was to pay me back once a month, as before. I told her several times that I was already earning a lot of money, but she still did.

"You two, you are really two personalities, she is rigid on the outside and soft on the inside, and you are soft on the outside and strong on the inside." Han Muzhi shook his head with a smile, paused and said, "Actually, have you ever thought that you would help her-" Han Muzhi was pondering the wording, and the words behind him were carefully considered.

"She's not sick, and she's mentally fine." I looked at Han Muzhi coldly, and my voice suddenly raised. I don't allow him to say that about my sister. I understand my sister, she's not that fragile person, she just needs time to recover. Having a depressed mood is not the same as having depression.

Han Muzhi smiled: "Ke Qiao, don't be sensitive. I mean, you're sisters, and you can try to talk to her and relieve her of the bitterness in her heart. Han Muzhi's words were serious.

I shook my head and sighed, just like a surgeon can't operate on his loved one, and psychology doesn't advocate "dual relationships." That is, to avoid one's relatives and friends from becoming visitors. It's not unreasonable, when I face Keyi, I will lose all my plans and routines and be completely exposed in front of her, how can I guide her? Whenever I think about this, I feel very uncomfortable, as a psychotherapist, but I can't give a little help to the people closest to me, and I kind of hate my own incompetence.

I stood up and said to Han Mu, "I'll go to the bathroom." After saying that, he rushed out of the private room as if he was fleeing. Every time I mention this topic, I get so depressed that I can't breathe.

Ignoring the waiter's inquiry, I followed the sign and walked quickly to the bathroom, I wanted to wash my face slowly, I needed to calm down. But I bumped head-on on a solid shoulder by the sink, I raised my head, and before I could react, he suddenly raised his hand and held my shoulder hard, leaned over, and threw up.

Yes!!! Ten thousand alpacas roared past me. The left arm couldn't bear to look at it directly. Lump after lump, I froze there, not knowing what to make for a moment. The man opened his drunken eyes hard, pulled my left arm and put it in the sink, turned on the faucet and flushed, his voice was low and drunk: "I'm sorry." ”

"What's going on?" I reacted, hurriedly broke free, pulled out the paper towel from the side, and hurriedly wiped it, the Longines I had just put on was so useless, while raising my eyes to look at the man, "Please sober up-" After seeing clearly, I stopped talking, "It's you?" ”

Standing opposite me turned out to be the empty-eyed Lu Zenghan, I really didn't know whether to cry or laugh, how could I be so unlucky to meet him.

Lu Zenghan squinted his eyes and looked at me carefully, hooked his lips and smiled: "It's Dr. Xin, who loves to be angry." What a coincidence. ”

I can't answer that... I was stunned for a few seconds, looked at him and said lightly: "I see that you still need to make an appointment for my treatment, and the most urgent treatment you need is alcohol poisoning, and art therapy has a miraculous effect in this regard." With that, I lowered my head and continued to rub my arms.

"Okay, I'll think about it." Lu Zenghan's tongue couldn't straighten up, and he was about to slod and spit out to me again, so I hurriedly pulled him to the side of the washbasin. After a while, Lu Zenghan raised his eyes to look at me and smiled faintly: "I don't want to vomit again." ”

"Then you're at your own disposal." I glared at him, turned around and walked briskly towards the private room, this person, I really don't know if it was intentional or intentional or deliberate!