What does Shen Ye want?

Maybe I used to want a family that not only seemed happy, but was actually very happy.

There is a gentle mother and a strict father, who grow up freely in their small family.

Like many ordinary and ordinary families, they live a simple life.

In the eyes of many people, boring and repetitive days are a luxury, but in Shen Ye's eyes, they are luxury.

The arm resting on the car window was propped up outside the window, and the cigarette between his fingers burned much faster than normal under the blowing of the river breeze.

He flicked out the burned cigarette and said to Shen Hanjiang, "What if you know? Say it as if you can do it. ”

Shen Hanjiang opened his mouth, then according to his current strength, there was indeed nothing that could help Shen Ye.

All need to rely on Shen Ye for help, what else can I do?

Of course, Shen Ye didn't wait for Shen Hanjiang to mention anything, he said, "You'd better keep to yourself, don't do something that you don't have." I have no feelings for you. So don't challenge your place in my heart. ”

After speaking, he beckoned to Qin Kuo.

Soon, Qin Kuo came over and opened the car door on Shen Hanjiang's side.

"Mr. Shen, please get out of the car."

Shen Hanjiang didn't ask for the money, and he was scolded by Shen Ye.

He held back for a long time, and only left one sentence: "You are not afraid of being thundered by the sky!" ”

Shen Ye in the back seat was indifferent.

Qin Kuo "invited" Shen Hanjiang down.

The car drove away, but Shen Ye's expression in the back seat was not very good-looking.

Suffice it to say, very bad.

He leaned back in his chair, closed his eyes, and his breathing became heavy.

Qin Kuo didn't dare to say anything, only turned on the light music in the car.

He didn't go to the company in the end and went home.

It's just that I suddenly can't lift my energy, and I'm shrouded in gloomy emotions.

When I got out of the car, I took the medicine with me.

When you go home, there is naturally no one at home.

What I remembered in my mind was the scene when He Shuibei was here.

She sat cross-legged on the couch watching TV, she drilled into his arms, her mind was not on TV, she laughed at him and watched TV seriously.

She fiddles with fruit tea on the island, and she can't cook dishes, but she is still quite familiar with flower tea.

Shimatai......

Floor-to-ceiling windows......

Bathtub......

In front of the mirror......

After Shen Ye went to take a bath, he poured a glass of warm water, dismantled the medicine, and swallowed it all.

He wanted to sleep.

If you can sleep smoothly......

Lying on the bed, there was still the smell of He Shuibei on the pillow, and he buried his head on the pillow.

He missed her, missed her by his side.

Shen Ye took his mobile phone out and was about to call her, as if he had telepathy, He Shuibei's phone called.

The impetuous mood seemed to be suppressed in an instant, and he answered the phone without hesitation for a second.

"Little water!" Unconsciously, Shen Ye's voice was excited, it would be better if she was around.

"Well, my brother and I have had a good meal, where are you?"

"Home, are you coming?" In fact, I want to say that you come over and want to sleep with you.

But thinking that she was going back to Songcheng to go home, she couldn't keep coming out.

But it wasn't night yet, and it wasn't at her house.

And Uncle He and Aunt Sang are not in Songcheng, can she ......

He Shuibei paused, "The past can be passed, but I have to go home before my brother gets off work." He didn't let me stay with you at night, and he also said that he didn't work overtime lately and had to go home to live. You want to connect with me as a brother and sister. ”

This brother and sister are emotionally connected, which is really outrageous.

Shen Ye turned over on the bed and pulled the quilt a little higher, "Little Water ......"

The voices were a little muffled.

"You went to see a psychiatrist today, what did Wen Man say?"

"I didn't say anything, I prescribed some medicine. I have a hard time trusting a stranger, and the psychologist is very skillful in asking questions, so I avoid her questions with an inquiring purpose...... It's a bit complicated because I was previously trained as a prisoner of war...... The results are still the best ......"

What was once regarded as a glorious achievement is now an obstacle for him to seek help from a psychiatrist.

"I'm in the car, and I'll be there in about twenty minutes."

Yes, when I heard her say that she was coming, I was excited.

Twenty minutes.

It seems like a long time.

How long can she stay here?

It's half past two, and she'll be there at twenty-fifty.

Heshannan gets off work at six o'clock?

Didn't this man work until midnight every night? Why don't you work overtime?

It's outrageous.

"Are you sleeping?" He Shuibei asked.

"In bed, not sleeping, waiting for you to come."

"Have you eaten?"

He didn't seem to be very hungry, but he drank a few glasses of water from Wen Man's side today.

He said truthfully: "Not yet." ”

"Then you go to sleep first, and I'll see what takeaways there are."

"Don't hang up." Shen Ye mentioned.

He Shuibei laughed lightly, "You are really clingy." ”

yes, it's sticky.

Because it was the first time in more than twenty days that they had been apart for so long.

After that, the separation will be longer, he will sleep alone, eat alone, and be alone in this big house.

Is it only by getting married that we can be together legitimately and reasonably?

He told Uncle He that he wanted to marry their daughter, would they agree?

Shen Ye was still excited because He Shuibei was coming, and he was annoyed when he thought that maybe Uncle He and Aunt Sang would not want to hand over his daughter to someone with a psychological disorder.

He wanted to get better too much, he didn't think it was an explosion when the firecrackers sounded, he didn't tense his nerves all the time and felt that there was potential danger around him, and he didn't think of the picture of life passing in front of him when he closed his eyes......

Shen Ye's breathing became rapid.

He hurriedly said to He Shuibei that he would hang up first, and he was the first to hang up the phone from here.

He lifted the covers and sat up from the bed.

The curtains shouldn't have been closed just now.

He got up and went to open the curtains, it was a gloomy weather outside the window, and the height of more than thirty floors could not see the water of the Jialing River in front of him.

Everything is so vague and unreal.

His hands were propped up on the floor-to-ceiling windows, heavy, and the bones on the back of his hands were obvious.

Thanks to the explosion-proof glass, the ordinary glass must have cracked if he smashed it like this.

It can't be like this......

can't lose control of his emotions, and can't let He Shuibei, who is about to come here, see him like this.

I have also taken the medicine, what else can I do?

Shen Ye walked quickly to the bathroom, stood under the shower, and turned on the cold water.

Although he was very reluctant to admit it, Shen Ye knew that today's mood was still under the influence of Shen Hanjiang, and it was extremely bad.

He resisted becoming a person like Shen Hanjiang, but he still used Shen Hanjiang's previous treatment to respond to Shen Hanjiang.

Some things are engraved in the bones.

With a bang, Shen Ye smashed his fist on the tile.

Hands and tiles must always be broken.

His hand slowly drooped, and the cold water rushed to his body, dripping into the drain, mixed with a faint red.