When Gu Heng said this, the other party finally relented: "Since this is the case, I will listen to Doctor Gu." ”

"Hmm."

The call ended like this, and on the third day, Gu Heng did not receive any more calls from him.

But

He specially called the consultation room to ask if there was such a person as Liang Hui to make an appointment for a consultation, and he got a negative answer, and Chen Yu also investigated his call records.

Except for talking to Gu Heng, that number has never been dialed out, and no one has called.

Judging from this, this Liang Hui must be a problematic person.

Gu Heng glanced at his phone and dialed Wen Qian's number.

After the girl picked up the phone, her voice rang: "Brother Gu Heng, are you off work?" ”

"Well, what about you?"

"I've just finished work and I'm going to lunch."

He opened his mouth and proposed: "Together? ”

"Won't it be a hassle for you to come here?"

The man said solemnly: "If it's too troublesome to even have a meal with your future wife, why do I, the future wife, want to marry me?" ”

Wen Qian, who heard this, laughed: "Okay then, I'll wait for you." ”

"Hmm."

……

Lunch was chosen at a restaurant near Wen's, and after ordering, Gu Heng kept staring at Wen Qian.

The girl inadvertently touched his gaze and smiled, "What are you looking at?" ”

"Look at you."

"What's there to see?"

"I'm about to become my bride, and I always feel an indescribable sense of pleasure."

The smile on the corner of Wen Qian's mouth deepened: "Yes, I was suddenly a little scared. ”

Gu Heng looked at her and asked incomprehensibly, "What?" ”

The girl tilted her head and said tentatively, "Maybe it's ...... Premarital phobia? ”

Speaking of this, he analyzed seriously: "Well, premarital phobia is divided into four types, premarital rebellion, premarital fear, psychological quality problems and premarital comparison psychology, as far as I know about you, now you mainly have premarital fear and psychological quality problems, which belongs to the epidemic of contemporary young women. ”

Hearing him say so much, Wen Qian laughed and joked: "I belong to the epidemic of contemporary young women, and you belong to the occupational disease of psychological counselors, right?" ”

Gu Heng was about to say something when the waiter came over to serve the meal.

The corners of the man's mouth moved silently, and his gaze fell on Wen Qian in an uncertain sense, who shrugged his shoulders and smiled at him.

The silent sweet interaction between the two seemed to infect the waiter, and after dinner, she smiled and said "please use it slowly" before leaving.

Gu Heng looked at Wen Qian at this time, and said with a clear eye: "It may be a bit of an occupational disease, but I am also analyzing it for you, if you don't like it, I will pay attention to it in the future." ”

Hearing him say this, the girl frowned.

She shook her head, as if she was a little helpless about the misunderstanding of men, and her red lips opened and closed: "Oh, I'm just kidding, what are you doing so seriously, I think the profession of psychological counselor is very cool, and if I am in a bad mood in the future, I can still find you to see a doctor for free, which is a good thing." ”

The latter picked up the cutlery and handed it to the girl: "It's good if you don't dislike it." ”

"I don't dislike it, I still like it."

He hooked the corners of his lips: "Eat." ”

"Okay."

I don't know if it's because the environment of the restaurant is good, or Wen Qian's mood is good, or in fact, it's the chef's good cooking skills, Wen Qian feels that this meal is very delicious.

I also had a lot of fun.

After lunch, the man paid the bill, and he took care to send her back to the company, even to the office.

But

Before leaving, Gu Heng looked at Wen Qian and said, "I'm going to get married soon, has the work been arranged in advance?" ”

The latter nodded: "Well, it's arranged, my dad actually didn't want me to go to work for a long time, but you are worried about the wedding and I don't have anything to do, so I came to work, and I will be waiting at home to be the bride from tomorrow, and I won't come to work." ”

"I'm just like you."

"You're not going to work anymore?"

"Hmm."

The girl smiled: "That's good, after trying the wedding dress last time, I felt a little bit tight to modify it, they told me two days ago that it was already good for me to go and see it again, I plan to go over tomorrow, you accompany me?" ”

"Well, I'll be with you."

"Okay, you'll pick me up from my house tomorrow."

Gu Heng nodded.

Wen Qian hugged him, got up from his arms and looked at the man: "Then now you go back to work, I'll see if there is any work to arrange, after all, we have a short trip after the wedding." ”

"Hmm."

A word fell, he clasped the back of the girl's head, lowered his head and kissed her forehead: "I'm leaving." ”

She raised her hand to say goodbye to him: "Bye-bye." ”

The man turned to leave.

Wen Qian looked at his back, thinking that she was about to become his bride, and felt unusually safe in her heart.

She raised her hand and touched her belly, which was temporarily featureless, and said in a low voice: "Child, remember the name Gu Heng, he will be the person in this world who loves you the most besides your mother." ”

Even so, there was still a trace of sadness in the girl's eyes that could not be ignored.

To this day, she still feels indebted to Gu Heng.

……

The next day, Gu Heng took Wen Qian to the wedding dress shop, last time the two of them went together, and after trying it this time, the wedding dress was no problem at all.

When the two of them left, they took the wedding dress away, and the girl sat in the car and looked at Gu Heng: "Yesterday, I still felt that I had a phobia before marriage, but today it doesn't seem to be so serious." ”

The man cooperated: "It's always bad to be sick, it's good that your symptoms have been reduced." ”

Hearing this, Wen Qian smiled: "You really treat me as a patient?" ”

Gu Heng glanced at her and said with a smile: "Prepare the patient." ”

The girl tilted her head: "I'm fine now, don't look at me with the eyes of a patient, and don't talk to me with the tone of a patient." ”

He hooked his lips and said unhurriedly: "Okay, I will look at you with the eyes of my future husband and talk to you with the tone of my future husband." ”

Wen Qian commented: "The mouth is getting poorer and poorer. ”

He answered casually and naturally: "When you are next to me, it seems that these words are blurted out, and I don't seem to be so poor when I am with others." ”

The girl raised her eyebrows unconsciously, and said with a smile: "What do you mean by this, you have been exposed to it through my ears and eyes?" ”

The man took her hand: "I mean you're funny, even with me was assimilated and infected, although some of the words sound a little poor, but I'm happy to see you laugh." ”

"Okay, you concentrate on driving."

"Hmm."

When a word fell, Gu Heng's two hands were honestly placed on the steering wheel and drove seriously.

Wen Qian leaned on the co-pilot, staring at the man's side face, unconsciously thinking...... This person will become his own husband in a few days......

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