"How have you been feeling lately?" On the side of a European-style recliner handmade in Italy, an elegant man sat next to him, looking at Qiao Yimo lying quietly on it! The breath exhaled slowly, and the quiet face was a little stiff, without any expression, without temperature. The eyes crossed, and I didn't know where to look.

"It feels like... It's going to get out of control again! His voice came out of his mouth weakly.

"It's weird!" The elegant man is called Morita, a Chinese-Japanese mixed-race who speaks fluent Chinese,

"I remember you said that when you were a child, you were manic, prone to violence and uncontrollable beating, after you met a little girl at the age of 13, her appearance completely alleviated your mania, and even disappeared. It's just that two years later you go back to the United States, and the situation goes back to the way it was, and your mania slowly starts to flare up again! ”

Morita spoke softly, analyzing,

"Later, after you have a combination of physical therapy, medication, and psychotherapy, plus hypnosis, you often take you back to the time you had with the little girl in your dreams. With these treatments, your symptoms are fairly well controlled, and you are even close to being cured. ”

Qiao Yimo closed his eyes and listened quietly.

"Now it's the opposite. The girl you are talking about, her appearance, on the contrary, made the symptoms that you have been under control gradually start to get out of control again? ”

"Not exactly. It's not about impulsively hitting people out of control. It's irritability, irritability in the heart! "He was worried that if he was more irritable, his symptoms would recur and he would beat people out of control.

Morita raised his eyebrows and smiled,

"Joe, you like that girl!"

Qiao Yimo opened his eyes, his eyes were as quiet as water, and then he lowered his eyes again, "I don't deny that I am now. … It's like her. But why am I irritable? ”

"Because there's another girl in your heart, the girl you've always liked since you were a kid and you've been liking until now."

Qiao Yimo had no objection to Morita's words,

"What should I do?"

"Keep finding the girl and stay away from the girl; Or, forget about that girl and go after that girl; Also, forget that girl and give up on that girl. ”

Qiao Yimo turned his head to look at Morita, his eyes were cold, "It's impossible!" ”

Morita shrugged, "You're not a relapse of an old illness at all. You like two women at the same time, and you don't know what to do, so you're just irritable. ”

"Maybe I like that girl only temporarily." Qiao Yimo defended himself.

"Will it? When have you ever liked someone? Except for the girl you were a kid. Morita gently put his hand on his shoulder, "Now that this girl has lost contact. So why not calmly pursue the new woman in your life that you like? ”

This kind of platonic love actually happened to Qiao Yimo, who is constantly in love? It all sounds weird and creepy! Morita crossed his arms over his chest, leaned back in his chair, and looked at him.

Alas! That kind of bloody drama, two children, a man and a woman, chasing and playing in the water, walking in the rain, and re-encountering each other when they grow up, Qiao Yimo actually allowed it to happen to him?

If a woman dies of leukemia in the end, the man will be hit by a car and die, and it will be even more bloody! If Qiao Yimo is still as guarded as a jade because of this, if a woman doesn't touch it, it will be even more dog blood in dog blood.

Fortunately, Qiao Yimo doesn't watch Korean dramas......

"Maybe..." Qiao Yimo's eyes had some expectation, "Could it be that they are the same person?" ”

Morita stopped looking at him and looked at him with some deep meaning, "I can't answer this question for you." But if it's the same person, then I congratulate you! But if it's not the same person, then I'll advise you to let go of one of them. ”

Qiao Yimo's face became dark, and the color in his eyes became dark. Unconsciously, I became irritable again.

"The past is gone, so why not seize the present?"

Morita was not in a hurry, and took out a transparent glass ball from the briefcase he was carrying, which was divided into two layers, and there were some artificial snowflakes, little snowmen, and little girls.

"When you're upset, look at this." The two ends of the glass ball were flat, and Morita put it on the countertop, and the snowflakes that fell fluttered and flew in the glass ball, and the little snowman inside opened his hand made of small branches and smiled with a mouth made of red threads. A little girl is standing next to the little snowman, her hands are outstretched, putting a hat on the little snowman, the girl's face is cute and delicate, and she is also smiling.

Qiao Yimo on the recliner stared and stared, like seeing a beautiful dreamlike fairy tale inside the glass ball. The irritability gradually calmed down, and I slowly closed my eyes unconsciously.

Morita was about to turn around and go out when he saw Weiwei coming in. The beautiful figure is charming, charming and seductive. However, a big teddy bear in his arms adds some cuteness to this charm!

Wei Wei'an raised his bear and blinked, "You know who this is for." ”

Morita looked back at Qiao Yimo, and smiled helplessly.

If you let people outside know, the Joe Boss who can call for wind and rain in the world and even influence the presidential election, the Joe Boss who is about to catch a cold when he sneezes the global economy, actually likes to sleep with a teddy bear, I wonder if it will be in the headlines of world news for a whole year?

Wei Wei'an gently walked to Qiao Yimo's side, put the teddy bear beside him, and covered him with a thin silk blanket. Then she looked at him affectionately for a long time, and finally kissed him on the lips and on the forehead. Turn and leave.

Finding that Morita was still waiting for her outside the door, she smiled charmingly, walked out of the room with light steps, and closed the door.

"Da came all the way from the United States, and it turned out that it was just to solve his childish emotional problems." Morita told the truth without reservation.

"Shh~" Weiwei An made Morita's voice a little quieter, and they were not far from the room where Qiao Yimo was asleep.

Morita smiled helplessly again, "You still love him so much and defend him." "Even if you know he doesn't love you.

The last sentence Morita did not say.

Wei Wei An was silent, but she kept a smile on her face.

Downstairs, Wei Wei'an went to the wine cabinet and opened a bottle of wine and poured a glass for each of them. Gracefully walked to Morita's side,

"I haven't seen my old friend for so long, and he comes to ridicule me as soon as we meet?" After speaking, he took the wine glass and touched it with Morita,

Morita raised a smile and took a sip of wine, "OK, then, let's talk about your life in China in the past few months, and what interesting things have you encountered?" ”

Wei'an shrugged his shoulders and laughed a few times, and then in this small bar, the two had a long talk and chatted all night!

In the silence of the villa, the dim lighting, on the two bar high chairs, two figures were stretched thin. Occasionally, a few crisp glass crashes can be heard. In the dead of night, the crisp sound has a heart-wrenching feeling.

The slightly delicate figure, sitting quietly, in the darkness, the beautiful face, the graceful figure, in the hazy night like an 18th century portrait painting.

Although there is someone to accompany her at this moment, her back looks beautiful from a distance, but it is more empty and lonely.

The crisp glass slammed again, just like her broken heart and tried to sew up, knocking painfully.