Jiang Fuxuan really didn't allow himself, like a joke, to be passed into the ears of more people.

"Okay, let's get out"

Kujiu was happy when he thought of what happened before, Kujiu raised his eyebrows at Ji Fengting, and then closed the door happily and left.

Listening to such a simple description of dry wine, Ji Fengting understood it almost in seconds.

"You mean, when she gets a fever, she gets clingy, right?"

Ji Fengting almost said this sentence with a smile, and he was not too familiar with this symptom.

"Hmm"

Jiang Fuxuan didn't expect Ji Fengting to recognize this disease, after all, the symptoms similar to "cerebral palsy" are difficult to explain.

Ji Fengting turned around, turned back the way he came, and sat on the chair next to Ling Xiaoyuan's bed.

The slender and white fingers stretched out, about to touch Ling Xiaoyuan's cheek, Ji Fengting was stunned for a moment, and more than a trace of loss crossed his pupils.

Ji Fengting's heart was sour, and it could be clearly seen that Ji Fengting's fingertips trembled slightly.

Ji Fengting stretched out his hand back, and instead picked up the apple and knife in the fruit bowl.

While looking at Ling Xiaoyuan, who was asleep, peeling apples with a warm face, he was very skilled and careful.

"The symptom you're talking about is Ah Nian's syndrome."

Ji Fengting was talking, and the corners of his mouth were still difficult to raise a warm smile, as if he was saying love words to the person he loved the most.

"Ah Nian? How I haven't heard of it. ”

Jiang Fuxuan was thoughtful, and slowly closed the notebook in his hand.

"Very rare, so far, there is only one case, which is mine... A friend, her name is Ah Nian. ”

"She is the person who named this symptom, and it is also my report of medical symptoms ten years late, but I didn't expect to meet a second case in my lifetime, that is, Ling Xiaoyuan."

Ji Fengting's eyes revealed light, just like a soul that was close to a lonely single life, met his soul, and saved his life.

"Ah Nian's syndrome is a person who is extremely lacking in love, and when he is sick with a fever, he will perceive his weakness and vulnerability."

"People who are eager to rely on those around them, the so-called kisses, and asking for arms, are manifestations of dependence, and are characteristics of fear of abandonment and asking for love."

"It's a pity that if my friend hadn't left, I should have made this new symptom public ten years ago."

Saying this, Ji Fengting deeply regretted, and the brief light in his pupils was extinguished instantly.

A soulless puppet reappeared, taking over his entire brain.

"She's lacking love?"

"She needs me?"

After hearing Ji Fengting say so much, Jiang Fuxuan only asked two questions.

Jiang Fuxuan was not surprised, he didn't question, his attitude was calm and calm, not at all like listening to a medical practitioner share the latest symptoms.

Maybe if you are a normal person, you will be surprised, or maybe it is as plain as water, which is the attitude that belongs to Jiang Fuxuan.

"Well, it's needed"

Jiang Fuxuan couldn't help but snort coldly, "I'm sorry, I can't give what she wants, so what, she's just a stand-in, but just a plaything, there's no need to be serious." ”

Ji Fengting put the peeled apple in a porcelain plate, then put away the knife, put it in his pocket, and smiled helplessly.

"Sharp knives shouldn't be here."

"When she woke up, let her eat the apple and be safe"

"I'll go first, something will call me."

Ji Fengting left, and the door was gently shut.

Jiang Fuxuan's face was cold, his thin lips were tightened into a line, and he walked into the mirror in the bathroom.

Jiang Fuxuan's slender fingers quickly unbuttoned the first two black buttons of the neckline, and tilted his head slightly.

The white neck, under the cover of the shirt, was half-covered and half-exposed, with two red marks.

Jiang Fuxuan's slender fingers touched lightly, caressing the red marks on his neck, recalling the previous scene.