I don't know if I've endured it for too long these days, so Shen Ye is a little out of control at night.

I also had to take care of her injured calf, but I had a good toss.

After it was over, Shen Ye first hugged Shui Bei and took a bath, tied a waterproof one to the place where she put a plaster on her calf, and bathed her in the bathtub.

Her eyes gradually became deeper when she looked at him, and the movements of her hands became lingering, so she asked him to hurry up and stop rubbing any more.

After rushing her, Shen Ye stayed in the bathroom and took a shower by himself.

He Shuibei was lying on the bed in Shen Ye's clothes, his mobile phone was about to run out of battery, and he didn't see the charger on the bedside table.

She leaned over and pulled open the drawer of the bedside table, thinking that this person didn't like to put things outside, and liked to keep them inside the drawer.

So the inside of the room looks exceptionally tidy.

opened the drawer, and sure enough, she saw the same charger as her mobile phone inside, and she took out the data cable.

When I was about to close the drawer, I saw several white medicine bottles inside.

Out of curiosity, she picked up the bottle.

Her English is good, but she can't understand the technical terms on the bottle, so she looks back at the explanation, which helps sleep and calms the nerves.

It doesn't look like a sleeping pill.

He Shuibei didn't understand very well, so he took a photo and read the picture on the Internet.

Mainly from the medicine bottle she saw in Shen Ye's drawer, she wondered a little if he was sick or what was going on.

The mobile phone software prompted He Shuibei, and the words on the picture were verafaxin, mirtazapine and benzodiazepines. He Shuibei knew all these words, but she didn't know what they were when they were combined.

And what came out of the related search was drugs for major depressive disorder.

Seeing this, He Shuibei was stunned.

How so? Impossible.

How could Shen Ye be depressed, he looked, so normal.

At that time, there was a sound in the bathroom, and He Shuibei hurriedly stuffed the medicine bottle and the charging cable into the drawer, as if he had never seen it.

It's just that He Shuibei, who was lying on the bed again, his thoughts were chaotic.

The medicines in it are not new, indicating that they have been taken for a while.

When did Shen Ye start eating? He didn't want her to worry, so he hid it from her?

Not long after, Shen Ye came out of a shower, wearing black pajama pants and no shirt.

The tattoo of the wolf on the shoulder is particularly conspicuous.

But his face was as usual, and he didn't look sick at all.

Or is he trying his best to hide restraint and not show it in front of her?

Shen Ye saw that she was staring at herself for a moment, and almost put her pajamas and top on her body, "Don't look at it, I won't do it today." ”

There was a laziness in his tone that was shallow, satisfying.

He came up from the other side of the bed and squeezed into a pillow with her, but there was a quilt between them, and he was afraid of misfire.

Thinking that she was not satisfied, Shen Ye tilted his head and kissed her on the forehead, and said, "Isn't there still a few days, don't worry, it will be made up for you." ”

Why did she say this as if she was dissatisfied?

He Shuibei's face turned red when he rubbed it, "You're just ...... You still want to......"

"I can't think about it, I'm afraid it will hurt you." Shen Ye didn't deny it, as if he would never be satisfied in this matter.

Come to think of it, when she wasn't hurt before, there were two times when he was really ruthless, which made her hurt to death.

He Shuibei didn't continue to discuss the matter with him, thinking about the medicine in the drawer, and he didn't know whether to ask directly or be tactful.

What he didn't tell her, he probably didn't want to say.

But pretending not to know, she doesn't have such good acting skills in this matter.

"What's the matter, looking at your restless appearance, do you have something to say to me?" When Shen Ye came out just now, he saw her expression trying her best to hide.

Her acting skills on the screen are good, but in front of him, it seems that she has zero acting skills.

He Shuibei sighed, "How did you see that I had something to say?" "The point is, I haven't figured out whether to say it yet.

Asking so rashly, would Shen Ye feel that his privacy had been violated.

I did see it by accident just now.

"I think if you don't talk about it tonight, you probably won't be able to sleep well." Doesn't Shen Ye know He Shuibei yet?

Now that it's all here, if she hadn't asked, she would have been tossing and turning about it tonight.

He Shuibei thought for a moment and spoke: "Didn't my phone run out of battery just now, just looking for a data cable in your drawer, so coincidentally, I saw a few medicine bottles." Out of the exploration of unfamiliar knowledge, I read the pictures on the software and knew that those drugs were the ...... for treating major depression."

He Shuibei's voice became quieter and quieter, and she tried to make the matter seem less serious.

But I still feel that the state of the person next to me seems to be different from just now.

He Shuibei turned his head to look at him, and when he turned his head, his gaze was level with the tattoo on his shoulder.

The tattoo artist's skills must be very good, and his eyes are portrayed with a little bit of ruthlessness.

There is also a trace of the meekness of the rose in front of meek.

She tilted her head slightly, and her gaze fell on Shen Ye's face.

Without the smile he had seen before, his expression seemed a little heavy.

He Shuibei said apologetically: "I didn't mean to snoop on your privacy, or you didn't hide in a place that was difficult for me to find......"

Really, it's too casual.

She couldn't find anything hidden in the back of the closet, or in the safe.

However, does this also seem to show that Shen Ye is not so afraid that she will know?

Shen Ye sighed lightly before he said to He Shuibei: "It's not depression, it's post-war traumatic stress." ”

Shen Ye really didn't mean to hide it.

He Shuibei sat up from the bed and faced Shen Ye face to face, because she had only seen this symptom in some film and television dramas or documentaries, and she didn't expect this symptom to appear on Shen Ye's body.

"Don't look at me like that." Shen Ye touched her head, "It's getting better, it's much better than when I just returned to China." ”

"Why ......" Why is this happening, "Aren't you going to have psychological counseling?" ”

Shen Ye nodded, "Yes, there will be, but the reality is that there is no way to alleviate it with psychological counseling." What you see in war movies is only a tenth of it. In the past, it was just a drill, but when you go abroad, it really happens, and it won't be that after shouting the card, the 'corpse' on the ground will wipe the dye off your face and mouth and get up again. ”

Shen Ye was actually very subtle in what he said.

He was afraid that he would scare He Shuibei.

"After Jiang Qi's sacrifice, my psychological assessment has always been unqualified, and my superiors arranged for me to return to China. After coming back, I got a lot better, took medicine to control it, and did regular psychological counseling. ”

He downplayed the days of sleepless nights in the past.

Because, it's not worth mentioning.