Jiang Yirao sat up, leaned on the head of the bed, and looked at him suspiciously: "What are you looking for?" ”

Jing Miaocun was stunned and said, "Sleeping pills." ”

She raised her head and put her arms behind her head: "Still can't sleep?" ”

Jing Miao didn't reply, just hummed softly, took the two pills in his hand into his mouth, and drank some water.

He let out a long sigh of relief and lay back beside her, tugging at the corners of the quilt and covering only one of his abdomen.

She didn't lie down immediately, and looked at him sideways, "How long have you been eating this?" ”

I couldn't hear any tone of concern.

Jing Miaocun smiled coldly in his heart, staring at the ceiling, his eyes indifferent: "It's been five or six years." ”

After speaking, he turned sideways, his back to Jiang Yirao, his brows furrowed, obviously he didn't want to talk anymore.

*

However, Jiang Yirao woke up once halfway, and Jing Xiaocun repeatedly turned over and talked in his dreams. She has been in Jing's house for so many days, and she hasn't had a good night's sleep in the second half of the night.

Unless you are filming during the day, you will have a lot of activities in a hurry, and you can't open your eyes when you are tired, so you really go to bed and sleep.

If she continues like this, her dark circles can't be covered with concealer.

Jiang Yirao still followed Jing Miao to the company, and as soon as he entered the office, he saw Lin Hui standing straight in front of him. She glared at him coldly, making Lin Hui, a spiritual guy, instantly furious.

Lin Hui estimated that he didn't mess with this aunt and grandmother.

Not long after the two entered the door, Liao Chengyan knocked on the glass door.

Jing Miaocun beckoned and motioned for him to come in, wanting to discuss the company's current situation and prospects, and also to hear what Liao Chengyan saw as Jing's.

Jiang Yirao didn't care that he was here at first, but he suddenly remembered something, his eyes quickly rolled, and he walked towards Liao Lu with a smile: "I heard that you are quite famous in the psychological world, and there is a pre-formed patient here, I don't know if Liao Lu can be treated." ”

Liao Chengyan was stunned at first, and didn't react to what she was going to do.

He already knew about Jing Miaocun's illness, and Jiang Yirao also asked behind Jing Miaocun's back why he brought it up in front of him at this time.

Jiang Yirao glanced at him, and Liao Chengyan answered.

"Patient's symptom ......"

Jiang Yirao interrupted him again and tugged Jing Miaocun's arm: "Ask him." Show him the nerve and see if he can be cured. ”

Jing Miaocun has always hidden mental illness in his heart, and the scars that no one can uncover are also the past that has been unbearable. For him, revealing this weakness is a shame, and he can't bear it.

And Jiang Yirao obviously felt his nervous changes, but smiled faintly, picked up the tea set commonly used by Jing Cunping on the table, took a sip, and sat on the sofa with a smile on his face ready to watch the play.

Jing Miaocun was angry and yelled at her: "Nosy! ”

Jiang Yirao did all the tricks, his face turned black, he straightened up and took his bag and left.

Liao Chengyan's heart tightened, and he almost rushed out. But he endured it and looked at Jing Xiaocun next to him quietly.

Jing Miaocun also looked at him, but licked his gums unhappily, his face was somewhat embarrassed, and he still followed.

……

He put his hands in trousers, his tall body leaned against the wall, and his voice was lazy: "Come back!" ”

Jiang didn't look back, just walked forward, and the high heels clattered, echoing throughout the corridor.

Jing Miaocun really had no choice, so he walked a few steps quickly, caught up and grabbed her arm: "You stop me!" ”

Jiang Yirao directly shook off his hand and looked at him coldly: "Do you think I want to care?" Every time you can't sleep in the middle of the night, it's me who tosses. It doesn't matter if you're a big man, I still have a job to eat with my face. From now on, we will sleep separately, as you like, you can keep your eyes open until dawn. ”

The first time Jing Miaocun saw Jiang Yirao, who was fried hairy, even his hair was trying to stand up.

The more he looked, the more he wanted to laugh, he pursed his lips and tried to hold back a smile, and in the end he had to turn his gaze elsewhere to restrain the urge to laugh.

Jiang Yirao didn't realize that the atmosphere was wrong, and suddenly turned around as he walked, pointed at him and said angrily: "Jing Xuancun, I can be regarded as knowing your methods, you are torturing not the body but the spirit, this trick is high, really high!" ”

As soon as the words fell, Jing Miaocun turned around and walked back.

She frowned and hurriedly shouted: "Jing Xuancun!" What are you going to do. ”

At that moment, she was really afraid that Jing Miaocun would go back to Liao Chengyan to vent, and her heart was pinched.

Unexpectedly, he actually replied: "Heal." ”

The corners of her mouth hooked: "It turns out that you also know that you are sick." ”

Jing Miaocun raised his hand and said in a serious tone: "I know." ”

Jiang Yirao shouted at his back: "Take care of it." Then he turned around, lowered his head and pursed his lips and smiled secretly, scolding in his heart: Neurotic.