I owe you a lifetime of love

"How is your wife recovering these days?" Li Kaiwen flipped through the documents in his hand, and asked Fu Qingshen without raising his head.

Fu Qingshen told the truth about An Nian's situation. After he finished speaking, he thought about it, and finally added: "She still doesn't want to talk to me, her mood fluctuates a lot..."

Li Kaiwen raised his head, raised his eyebrows and glanced at Fu Qingshen. He stroked his chin and smiled, "Young Master Fu, are you still the same Fu Qingshen from before?"

Fu Qing looked at him with deep eyes.

Li Kaiwen stopped joking, he stood up and walked out: "I basically understand your wife's situation, I'll talk to her first, and then arrange a few inspections."

"Qingshen, to be honest, mental illness mainly lies in her knots. You have to figure out the cause of her depression, and then you can prescribe the right medicine."

"It's just that drug treatment can only play a supporting role. The most important thing about this kind of disease is the mentality problem. You need to let Anian have the power to regenerate."

"You can encourage her more when you have time, let her see hope, and give her a sense of security."

Fu Qing listened carefully.

While talking, the two of them had already reached the door of Annian's bedroom.

In her bedroom, there were two maids standing on the left and one on the right, and Anian was sitting on a chair in front of the window.

The sun outside was shining warmly. She had just finished a phone call with Lu Jingsi, and the person on the other end mostly encouraged her, telling her to cheer up and so on.

But An Nian was not very interested. She was very tired, exhausted physically and mentally.

She doesn't know why, everything in front of her is gloomy now, she can't feel any warmth, everything seems to be bad.

She can think of a lot of things with the slightest movement, no matter what, it is a tragedy.

Someone came from behind, with soft footsteps, An Nian squinted her eyes, she could feel Fu Qingshen bending down from behind, his hand covering An Nian's hand on the armrest of the chair.

"Annian, can you talk to me?"

The two maids left wisely.

An Nian stared at Fu Qingshen with a pair of unrecognizable eyes.

Fu Qing said deeply: "You are sick..."

An Nian's eyes turned slowly, she stared at him, and subconsciously felt that she seemed to be sick.

Her eye circles were a little red.

Fu Qing held her hand even tighter, his dark and deep eyes reflected the girl's figure.

"Don't worry, I won't leave you, I'll be with you all the time, shall we grow old forever?"

There was a broken smile on the corner of Anian's mouth, did she believe it?She didn't believe it, but now she was so suspicious that Fu Qingshen's words could remind her of a series of conspiracies.

If it wasn't for the person in front of her who she had loved deeply, she would subconsciously think that he had figured out some way to torture her again.

Good thing...

Dreaming back at midnight, before all her sanity was swallowed by darkness, she could always hear Fu Qingshen repeating three words in her ear over and over again: "I love you."

Ridiculous, right?
When she loved him, he didn't love him, she didn't love him anymore, she was too tired to love him, but he loved him so much that he couldn't extricate himself...

An Nian wanted to be free.

Right now, her whole body is like being hung on a rope, upwards is a sea of ​​flames, downwards is an abyss...

She was hung in the middle.

She wanted to sink into the abyss and stop caring about the right and wrong, but Fu Qingshen didn't even satisfy her wish.

Fu Qingshen's voice was extraordinarily gentle and soft: "Every year..."

An Nian's body was startled suddenly, and her dark and calm eyes seemed to be thrown into a stone for a moment.

All the peace inside was shattered.

She trembled uncontrollably, and then tears rolled down her face.

Fu Qing looked at her desperate and painful appearance, and his heart was also pulled into a ball.

He hugged her tightly.

"Niannian, don't be afraid. I'll be with you."

An Nian gradually calmed down.

She promised Fu Qingshen to receive treatment.

But at the same time, Fu Qingshen also agreed to her request.

From then on, her comings and goings were no longer controlled by him.

This time, An Nian was very cooperative.

After a while, Kevin Li came out.

An Nian fell into a deep sleep after taking the medicine.

Fu Qing looked at Li Kaiwen nervously.

Kevin Lee concluded: "She suffers from severe depression."

Fu Qing fell to the bottom of his heart.

"According to the information you gave me, I found out that she took a small amount of medicine for depression about four years ago. She may know that she is sick."

"It's just that she is very strong. While taking medication, she is trying to heal herself, and according to the drug distribution cycle, the time is very short. But I find it very strange..."

Fu Qingshen looked serious: "Say it."

"In this way, Qingshen, you find out how she recovered back then, what kind of mentality she had, and what beliefs she used to hold on."

Fu Qingshen nodded solemnly.

night.

After dinner, Fu Qingshen took Anian back to his room.

He waited for her to wash up, and finally watched her lie down safely. When Fu Qingshen reached out to turn off the light, Anian glanced out of the corner of his eyes and saw that Fu Qingshen had another wound on his hand. She pursed her red lips lightly .

Now, Fu Qingshen cooks her three meals a day.

Fu Qingshen left behind a sleep lamp, and he held An Nian in his arms, and they slept together in the most loving way between husband and wife.

But the hearts of the two are full of holes, and they can no longer be at peace.

An Nian couldn't sleep.

Fu Qingshen accompanied her.

He has never been a person who is good at chatting, and there are few topics he can find. After An Nian fell ill, he began to try to understand her and enter her field.

It was also after An Nian fell ill that the man who had always cherished words like gold gradually became more talkative.

It was such a quiet night, they lay on the same bed, skin to skin, breathing intertwined.

Only then did Fu Qingshen feel that the distance between them was getting closer, and getting closer again.

He chatted with her, but An Nian probably didn't speak.

Fu Qing felt sore in his heart, and a wry smile rose from the corner of his mouth.

The woman in her arms suddenly raised her eyes, and she gently asked Fu Qingshen, "Fu Qingshen, will I get better?"

This is her active questioning.

Fu Qing was so excited that he couldn't calm down, his lips trembling fell on her eyebrows: "Yes, yes!"

"Then I... want to feel better too."

Fu Qingshen nodded again and again: "It will get better, you will get better."

He repeated the sentence incoherently.

An Nian said softly: "Fu Qingshen, don't treat me so cautiously. The more you are like this, the more defensive I will be towards you."

Fu Qing's throat choked up, and he nodded with red eyes: "Okay, okay!"

He immediately sent a message to Li Kaiwen.

Li Kaiwen sent back a letter: "You have to be the same as before, at most calm her emotions and don't let her be stimulated, but if you treat her in an overly cautious way, it will only make her question herself!"

Annian is willing to talk to him, and her condition is improving.

After taking the medicine, An Nian couldn't bear the sleepiness, her eyelids drooped, she looked a little drowsy, but at this moment she still forced herself to speak to Fu Qingshen: "Actually, I haven't talked to you three years ago. When you got married, it was worse than it is now."