Skin craving disorder, as the name suggests, refers to an excessive craving for intimate actions such as hugging, touching, etc., and patients often lack a sense of security and desire to be loved.

This is not clear even to the original parents.

Since she was a child, she has longed to be hugged or kissed on the cheek by her parents, and the occasional hug can make her happy for a long time.

But Wen's father and mother are too busy, hugs are short-lived, kisses are rare, and even meeting each other has become a unique holiday reward.

More often than not, the aunt at home is taking her, but the aunt is always careful and takes good care of her, but she is never very close to her.

I knew early on that she was different from a child who could ask for love generously.

On the one hand, I hate contact with people, and on the other hand, I crave the closeness of the skin.

She has always been very restrained, and everyone thinks she is withdrawn and introverted, but no one knows the secret longing of her heart.

But...... Fu Jin's hands are too beautiful.

If you can shake it...... Wen Yao's fingers curled up, forcing the thoughts in her heart.

The girl sat quietly, her hands resting on her lap stiffly, and Fu Jin inexplicably felt that she was like a well-behaved good student who was unconsciously deserting.

Keeping her subtle movements in her eyes, Fu Jin still waited patiently.

He knew that Wen Yao still had something to say.

"Doctor Fu......" The unfamiliar title was called out by Wen Yao, and she was a little unaccustomed, like a parrot imitating human speech for the first time, and it was always a little jerky.

"Will you come to see me often?" Speaking in one go, Wen Yao realized that this was the longest sentence she had ever said to him since she met Fu Jin.

Fu Jin was also a little surprised.

He raised his hand and pointed in the direction of the door, "I live in the opposite room, and we will have psychological counseling every day during this time. ”

Wouldn't it be possible to get along with Fu Jin every day?

Wen Yao was secretly happy, remembering that humans pay attention to politeness, and said in a slush: "Thank you." ”

Fu Jin seemed to chuckle: "Do you want to eat?" ”

The warm voice and the provocative tail note aroused the hunger in Wen Yao's belly.

The original body hadn't eaten much for two or three days, and if you couldn't eat two bites of the food sent by your aunt, you would feel sick to your stomach.

The depressed mood suppresses the appetite and the food becomes difficult to swallow.

But Wen Yao didn't feel so depressed after all, she didn't feel it just now, but now the hunger was all coming up.

“… Think. ”

Although the voice was hoarse, it had a softness that could not be concealed.

Until the moment she drank the porridge, Wen Yao still felt a little unreal.

Fu Jin is really considerate and thoughtful.

From the time she said she wanted to eat to the time when the light stomach food was delivered - it was only a few minutes.

He must have asked the aunt at home to prepare it a long time ago.

"You and my mother have been classmates for many years, and if it weren't for the separation of the two places, I might have been your senior."

Wen Yao ate the porridge in small bites, and Fu Jin didn't leave, just talking on the side.

She just wanted to put down the bowl and listen to the other party's speech, but he seemed to have sensed the girl's intentions.

"You can just eat, you don't have to reply to me."

Wen Yao's hand holding the bowl tightened slightly, so she had to take another sip of porridge.

Delicious.

Auntie's craftsmanship is very good, although it is a light porridge, but there are vegetables and lean meat in it, which is tender and fragrant.

A bowl of porridge was at the bottom, and Wen Yao also learned more about him from Fu Jin's mouth.

It turned out that Fu's mother and Wen's mother used to be classmates, and she also liked the paintings of master corot, so this time they went to City A to see the exhibition together.

It's just that as her doctor, Fu Jin lived in the Wen family, while Fu's mother lived in Fu's hotel.