Chapter 187: Post-Traumatic Stress Disorder
She came to the kitchen with a spoon, but was surprised to find that although the kitchen was brightly lit, there was not even a single figure, and the two dirty bowls were still quietly placed in the sink. γI want to seal the sky without pop-up ads to read. γ
"It's strange, why are people gone?" An Xin looked around the room, but saw that the bathroom door on the first floor was wide open, the light was also turned on, and there were some strange movements coming out of it.
It's time for everyone to go to bed, and who else will be in it? With a strong curiosity, An Xin quietly walked over. She peeked in, but this look scared her.
I saw that the faucet of the washbasin was open, the tap water of Baihuahua was flowing loudly, and Li Yuanhao was lying on the sink, spitting wildly. Feng Er was standing beside him in pajamas, patting him on the back in distress, and his mouth was still nagging: "You know that you can't eat seafood, why do you still want to eat it, you make it clear to Xin'er, she won't blame you." β
Li Yuanhao vomited for a while, but it was obvious that his stomach had been vomited, so all that overflowed from the corners of his mouth was some sour water. Finally stopped spitting, he gasped, picked up a handful of cold water and washed it on his face, wiped the corners of his mouth again, and said with a wry smile: "I thought it had been so many years, it shouldn't be so serious, plus I ate half a skewer of grilled squid not long ago, although I also felt disgusting, but I couldn't help it, I didn't spit it out, I thought I was fine, but I didn't expect it to be the same." β
"I heard Xin'er say that you ate the shrimp wontons she cooked last night. Did you throw up yesterday? Feng Er asked with concern. Li Yuanhao lowered his head and did not answer.
But if he doesn't answer, he actually answers. Feng Er said with some incredulity: "You have already vomited yesterday. How dare you eat it today? You don't want to kill you. Don't you forget, ten years ago, you just accidentally ate a few bites of marine fish, but you made yourself unconscious, and you dare to eat it today? β
"But my doctor also said that I couldn't touch seafood because of psychological problems, which is post-traumatic coping disorder. It doesn't really have much to do with my body. So I think this bowl of shrimp wontons is just making me uncomfortable at best, and it's not going to kill me. Li Yuanhao's words just fell. He felt the familiar feeling of nausea come back to him, his face instantly turned pale, and he lowered his head and began a new round of gagmy vomiting.
Feng Er patted him on the back and said distressedly: "Even if it's so." You don't need to make yourself so uncomfortable, in fact, you just need to talk to Xin'er, and she won't force you to eat that bowl of shrimp wontons. β
Li Yuanhao lowered his head and said something vaguely, but Feng Er didn't hear it clearly. But hiding by the door, An Xin, who was knowledgeable, heard it clearly, she covered her mouth and walked away quietly.
When An Xin was lying on her bed, she forcibly suppressed her still 'banging' heart, but her mind kept recalling what Li Yuanhao said: "If I don't eat, Xin'er will feel disappointed." That's a piece of her heart for me, and I can't give it up easily. β
Only then did she suddenly remember the pale face of Li Yuanhao that she saw last night when she was in a daze. and the forehead dripping with water droplets, it turned out to be all facts, not that I was dreaming.
An Xin closed her eyes and covered her somewhat hot cheeks with her hands, feeling that her heart was like a mess at the moment, which made her at a loss. I don't know how long it took. The door creaked open, but An Xin still closed her eyes and didn't move. Because at this moment, she didn't know how to face Li Yuanhao's deep righteousness, so she pretended to be asleep and became a turtle with a shrunken head.
An Xin listened to the footsteps sounding softly in the room, and heard Li Yuanhao's deep voice chuckling and said, "I actually fell asleep again, and said that I wanted to accompany me, what a child who hasn't grown up yet." There was a deep smile and sweet doting in his tone, which could make all women willing to drown in the tenderness he showed.
Now An Xin didn't dare to open her eyes even more, she knew that Li Yuanhao gently helped her cover the quilt again, and she could even feel that he was sitting on the edge of her bed, staring at her for a long time. An Xin shouted uneasily in her heart: Go away, go away, don't look, don't look.
A few minutes passed like this, but these few minutes made An Xin, who had a ghost in her heart and didn't dare to open her eyes, feel as if it had been a few hours.
Finally, Li Yuanhao chuckled as if he heard the cry in her heart, and then stood up. Finally leaving, An Xin felt a relief in her heart, and felt a warm breath rush to her cheeks, and two soft and warm lips gently touched her forehead. But before An Xin could react, the two lips immediately left her forehead.
Li Yuanhao still said in her ear in his gentle voice hateful: "Stupid person who blushes when he sleeps, be obedient, there must be me in your dreams." After saying that, he chuckled again, and then strode away from An Xin's bedside and continued to study the mystery of the 'Golden Hair Tower'.
An Xin knew that people had already discovered that she was pretending to be asleep, and she took the opportunity to take advantage of herself, she quietly opened her eyes, stared at his back angrily, but she was secretly gritting her teeth in her heart: Dare to take advantage of me, I must make you look good if you have a chance.
What An Xin didn't know was that although Li Yuanhao was sitting there seriously, he had been secretly happy in his heart. In fact, at first, he didn't know that An Xin was pretending to be asleep, but when he was helping her cover the quilt, he inadvertently found her red cheeks that were about to burn, and her somewhat rapid breathing, which betrayed her.
Originally, Li Yuanhao sat on the edge of An Xin's bed and wanted to wait for her to open her eyes, but after a few minutes, Li Yuanhao found that An Xin didn't seem to want to let him find out that she was pretending to be asleep, so he took the opportunity to steal a incense, but he was afraid that she would turn her face because of annoyance, so he hurriedly avoided it.
As he expected, as soon as he sat down in the chair, he felt two fiery eyes staring at his back all the time, as if he wanted to burn a big hole in it, and he didn't dare to turn his head back.
An Xin originally thought that she would definitely lose sleep when she was full of anger, but she didn't expect that not long after, she actually fell asleep like this, and she also dreamed, the nasty guy who kept chasing her in the dream was not Li Yuanhao.
This night, Li Yuanhao really didn't unlock the mechanism of the 'Golden Hair Tower', and on the third night, An Xin said to help him cook supper, Li Yuanhao smiled and agreed: "Okay." β
An Xin originally wanted to take revenge for being taken advantage of last night and continue to cook shrimp wontons, but when she remembered the embarrassed look he vomited last night, she felt a little unbearable, and finally after thinking about it, An Xin still gave up her 'revenge plan'.
When An Xin was still busy in the kitchen, Feng Er came in in her pajamas, she poured herself a cup of hot water first, and then chatted with An Xin as if she didn't care: "Xin'er, why haven't you slept so late?" What are you trying to eat? Saying that, she slowly walked to the stove, glanced into the pot, and saw that there were round rice balls tumbling inside, and she couldn't help but secretly breathe a sigh of relief.
An Xin glanced at her and asked openly, "Aunt Feng, do you know why Li Yuanhao can't eat seafood?" β
Feng Er was stunned, she said with some hesitation: "How do you know that he can't eat seafood?" β
"I overheard what you guys said last night."
Feng Er suddenly realized, she sighed and said: "Originally, he didn't want people to know about these things, but at a party ten years ago, he fell into a coma because he ate a few bites of sea fish, and I happened to be there at that time, so I learned about his secret." β
"Wait, if he doesn't want people to know, you might as well don't tell me." When An Xin heard this, she hurriedly stopped it.
Feng Er said disapprerovingly: "Actually, the purpose of my coming to you tonight is to tell you the inside story, otherwise with Yuan Hao's stubborn Xingzi, he himself will definitely not take the initiative to say it." He won't refuse any of your requests, and he doesn't know how much he will have to endure when the time comes. β
An Xin, who was still listening carefully, suddenly turned red, and she said coquettishly: "Aunt Feng, don't talk nonsense. β
"I'm not talking nonsense, don't you feel it? I can see it clearly. Feng Er joked with a smile.
"Okay, Aunt Feng, if you want to say something, let's get to the point, don't make fun of me and him, if you talk nonsense again, I won't listen to it." An Xin said with a blushing face.
"Okay, okay, I'll tell you the point, you know that his parents died when he was ten years old, right?"
"yes, I know."
His parents drowned in the sea, at a time when he was at an ignorant age, and his only grandfather was busy taking over the business left by his father, neglecting to take care of him, and there was no one by his side who could enlighten him. At first, there was nothing unusual, but after a long time, the maid slowly found that he could not eat seafood, and he would vomit when he touched it, and in severe cases, he would faint. Originally, he thought he was allergic to seafood, but after being sent to the hospital, the doctor said that he did not have any allergy symptoms. Later, his grandfather felt that something was wrong and took him to see a psychiatrist. He was suffering from severe post-traumatic coping disorder due to the accidental death of his parents. β
"That's why he can't eat seafood?" After listening to Li Yuanhao's experience, An Xin didn't know what it was like to be sour and sour in her heart.
"Yes, okay, now that I've told you, I'm relieved. Also, you must not mention it in front of him, his self-esteem is too strong to let people know. Feng Er still reassured. To be continued
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