Cleanliness

Jing Xing went back to Chen Luo's office by the same way. When he opened the door and entered, Chen Luo was holding a small pot to water the flowers. The door creaked and was pushed open. She paused, put down the pot and said: "Her illness doesn't seem to be serious. Why did you bring her here now?"

"It wasn't so serious before, but something happened later... I didn't expect it to be like this... Can it be cured?"

"I'm a doctor, not a god, so it depends on whether the patient is worthy or not." Chen Luo said, "She has serious psychological disorders, high vigilance, paranoid and anxiety-avoiding personality, and her words are disordered when she speaks. , often looking around, as if there is something around, although I can't be very sure, but she has a high probability of being accompanied by moderate paranoia."

Jing Xing was taken aback when he heard a lot of nouns, and asked nervously, "Then what should we do?"

Chen Luo rolled her eyes, "Cure."

"Do you want to be hospitalized? What medicine do you need?"

"Not all illnesses need to be hospitalized. For her current situation, hospitalization will only increase her stress and psychological defenses, and delay the progress of treatment. It is best to bring her for a follow-up visit once a week. Remember, don't let her The spirit has been stimulated a second time, as to how far I can recover, I can't say now."

"That……"

"Oh, that's what, this disease can't be cured in a day, don't worry, I just got off work, let's take a walk, our old classmates haven't been together for a long time, find a place to eat, treat yourself." Chen Luo interrupted Jing Xing, pushed her shoulders and walked out of the office.

Chen Luo's diagnosis for Xiao Tong weighed on Jing Xing's heart like a big rock, and Jing Xing kept frowning on the way back without saying a word.

Chen Luo concentrated on driving, waited for the red light to stop, glanced at her, and said with a smile: "Hey, her disease is incurable, but it's not terminal. It's rare for you to think of me. Look at your face, what a shame!" Who is watching?"

When she said this, Jing Xing forced a smile, but was still speechless.

"But it's amazing. When I saw her today, I thought she looked very familiar, as if I had seen her somewhere before, but I just couldn't remember it."

"She also came from Shangrong. She went to Banyan High School and was one level higher than us. She may have met at that time. Forget about it." Jing Xing said.

"Go to Banyan High School?" Chen Luo tightened his grip on the steering wheel, and his eyes suddenly flashed.

"what happened?"

"It's nothing." Chen Luo relaxed his grip a little, and said nonchalantly, "I just remembered that when we were in high school, we were caught jumping over the wall and skipping class, and we were fined to write a [-]-word inspection, and we were studying in front of the whole school. Son. Let’s not talk about this, you went to Paris, did you bring me something back, I have been looking at a perfume for a long time, don’t say you don’t know.”

"Yes, the luggage is with the assistant, and I'll bring it to you later..."

"..."

Jing Xing and Chen Luo have known each other since they were young, and they are close to each other. They both grew up wearing open crotch pants when they were young. This time, they haven't seen each other for a long time. Jing Xing remembered Xiao Tong in his heart, and he was a little absent-minded all the time. Fortunately, Chen Luo was considerate and didn't get angry with her.

After Jing Xing left the bar, he first called Lao Dan to confirm Xiao Tong's whereabouts, and then he hired a taxi to pick up Xiao Tong from the studio.Today was Saturday, and it was night again, there were basically no people in the studio except for a few people rushing to make plans, Jing Xing greeted them and went directly to Xiao Tong's office.

The office door was ajar, Xiao Tong was staring at the computer in a daze when Jing Xing entered, she didn't even notice that Jing Xing walked in front of her.

"Xiao Tong?" Jing Xing called out tentatively.

Xiao Tong didn't respond.

"Xiao Tong?" Jing Xing called again, this time raising the volume a bit.

Xiao Tong was shocked, as if he had just woken up from a dream, his forehead was covered with cold sweat, and seeing that it was Jing Xing, his tense shoulders relaxed, and he took out a few tissues to wipe off his sweat, "It's you, ah Okay, why are you here?"

"I was afraid that you would work until midnight, so I came here to pick you up." Jing Xing said, "Xiao Tong, why don't you go and stay with me for a few days first."

"Huh? Why?"

"It's been almost a month since you left. The house hasn't been cleaned for a long time, so there must be a layer of dust. Go to my place for a few days and wait for someone to clean it up before going back."

Xiao Tong didn't want to go back to her house at first, but after hearing what Jing Xing said, he agreed without thinking too much.

Xiao Tong and Jing Xing went out together, and happened to pass by Xiao Tong's workshop, where some of the fake models were wearing some of the dresses released in Paris this time, when Xiao Tong passed by, he inadvertently swept over those fake models Looking at the dresses on them at a glance, they were very strange, and she couldn't even remember when she designed these dresses.

"Ah Xing, I always feel like I forgot something." Xiao Tong said.

Jing Xing felt nervous immediately, "What did you forget?"

"I can't remember, I feel like my brain is covered with something, I just can't remember." Xiao Tong tapped his head, "And I always feel that there is something around me staring at me, but there is nothing, Ah Xing, How is this going?"

"Do you remember Paris?"

"Paris? Didn't we just come back from Paris? What happened to Paris?" Xiao Tong felt that Jing Xing's question was inexplicable.

"Cough, it's nothing, you haven't eaten yet, right? Let's go, go eat first, I have a bad stomach, so I don't want to eat well." Jing Xing pulled Xiao Tong to speed up his pace.

Xiao Tong felt that Jing Xing's attitude had also become a little weird, but she couldn't tell what was wrong.

……

Yu Qinghan and Mo Xiyuan came back backwards, and they were only one flight away.

The reason for Mo Xi was that Yu Qinghan's sudden, out-of-the-ordinary confession was dazed. After regaining consciousness, he was only anxious to ask Yu Qingming to question him, and he didn't care about Yu Qinghan at all.

On the plane of more than ten hours, Mo Xiyuan had something important in his heart, and he rushed to Yu Qingming's office without taking a break, patted Yu Qingming's desk, and asked with anger: "Why did you talk to me back then? separate?"

Yu Qingming had been waiting for a long time, holding a pen in his hand, finished signing a document, put it aside, raised his head and asked Mo Xiyuan, "What do you know?"

"Don't worry about what I know, I just ask you, why did you break up with me?"

Yu Qingming put down the pen and said nothing.

Mo Xiyuan panted heavily, her eyes were red, she slapped the table hard, and almost roared to question, "Yu Qingming, I have loved you for so many years, and I have waited for you for so many years, in the end I have to give you an explanation." Aren't you coming? Talk to me!"

Listening to Mo Xiyuan's questioning, Yu Qingming clenched his hands tightly into fists. He didn't dare to look into Mo Xiyuan's red eyes, so he lowered his head, hardened his heart, and said in a low voice, "I don't love anymore, so we broke up. There are so many reasons."

After listening to his words, Mo Xiyuan's whole body trembled, tears swirled in her eyes, and she swallowed them forcefully, even the tear mole at the corner of her eye was shaking and about to fall down.

She was obviously anxious and sad, and wished to punch this man several times to wake him up, but after hearing Yu Qingming's words, she had no strength at all, and she couldn't even lift her arms.

Mo Xiyuan sat on the chair opposite Yu Qingming collapsed, just smiled, it was uglier than crying.

"Yu Qingming, after all these years, you haven't changed at all. When you lie, your hands tremble, and even your wrists tremble." Mo Xiyuan sighed, her heart was beating wildly with anger, but her body was so heavy that she didn't want to move. With a wry smile, "Do you know what Xiaohan told me?"

Yu Qingming clenched his teeth, even the muscles on his face tensed up.

"Unexpectedly, that Xiaohan who only knows how to cause trouble has finally grown up."

"What did she tell you...?"

"You don't know?" Mo Xiyuan sneered, "Yu Qingming, tell me, should I promise her?"

Yu Qingming's body stiffened, and even his voice stiffened. The words popped out one by one, each word wishing to smash a hole in the desk.

"Promise." He said, "Xiaohan has been waiting for you for so many years, it's not easy."

"That's why you didn't want me back then?" Mo Xiyuan stood up abruptly, raising her hand high, she really wanted to slap Yu Qingming, but she raised her hand and put it down again.

Yu Qingming waited without moving. After waiting for a long time without any movement, he looked up suspiciously, only to see Mo Xiyuan's shoulders trembling, and tears finally rolled out of his eyes.

Mo Xiyuan is a strong woman, and she has hardly shed a tear since she was a child. When she cried so violently, Yu Qingming, who was used to seeing strong winds and waves, panicked. She was at a loss and wanted to wipe her tears, but was turned back by Mo Xiyuan. Open.

There was a crisp snap, and Yu Qingming stood beside Mo Xiyuan, not daring to move. He was taller and taller than Mo Xiyuan, and he was a part of the Yu family, but he looked like a child who made a mistake in front of Mo Xiyuan .

Mo Xiyuan himself didn't care about his tears, let them flow unscrupulously, and when they dried up, he wiped his face with a handkerchief and looked up at Yu Qingming, "Xiao Han was very unreasonable when he was young, you liked Gundam back then, but Yu Qingming Uncle won’t let you play, saying that the plaything is depressing, and you put together a flashlight at night quietly under the quilt. It took several months to put together one, and Xiaohan saw it and took it. It fell to pieces in less than an afternoon, and she took the pieces. Crying in front of you, you hugged her to comfort her, and when she left happily, you stared at the pile of debris for two hours."

"Yu Qingming, in your eyes, love is just a toy. As long as Xiaohan likes it, you can give it to her?"

Yu Qingming's palm was bleeding from a fingernail pinch, and he said solemnly: "I promised my mother to take good care of Xiaohan."

"So you 'give' me to her for her sake, don't you?" Mo Xiyuan bit out the word "give" heavily and sarcastically, "Yu Qingming, do you think you are very great and have a special spirit of dedication?" , sacrifice everything for the family?"

"Yu Qingming, you are an out-and-out coward."

Mo Xiyuan grabbed Yu Qingming's neatly tied tie and kissed Yu Qingming for the last time.

Rather than kissing, it's more like biting. Yu Qingming let her bite like a piece of wood. When they separated, both of them had blood dripping from their mouths. The corner of Yu Qingming's mouth belonged to her, and the corner of Mo Xiyuan's mouth belonged to Yu Qingming.

"Even if I have been blind for so many years, you will dedicate your whole life to your promise! Don't worry, I will never pester you again!" Mo Xiyuan sneered, and raised her head towards the door in revenge, "Xiaohan, you Come and see, too, and see how well your great brother treats you!"

Yu Qingming was shocked all over, and turned his head in disbelief, there were equally shocked eyes outside the door.

The most similar thing between Yu Qinghan and Yu Qingming is a pair of eyes, which is also the most proud part of Yu Qinghan.

Yu Qingming is the person Yu Qinghan admired the most since he was a child. He is courageous and powerful. He beat the children from the collateral family who bullied him and laughed at him for not having a mother. He was punished by his father to kneel down. Instead, he comforted himself, at that time Yu Qinghan standing was not as tall as Yu Qingming kneeling.

Later, when Yu Qingming grew up, he spent less and less time getting close to Yu Qinghan. When Yu Qingming was 17 years old, he already had the demeanor of the head of the family. His father let him take care of the Yu family. The shape is in color, and the eyes will be slightly narrowed when angry, making people feel cold all over the body.

Yu Qinghan thinks such a brother is really cool, so she also imitates him, and likes to narrow her eyes slightly when she has nothing to do, she feels that she is a bit like her elder brother.

This elder brother whom I have always respected stands in front of me today, kissing with the person I love the most, Yu Qinghan looked at them, her mind went blank, she just stood by the door in a daze, looking at Mo Xiyuan With blood on the corner of his mouth, he approached himself, then bumped himself away, and walked further and further away.

"Xiaohan..."

Before Yu Qingming finished speaking, Yu Qinghan punched him.

When Mo Xi wanted to hit but couldn't bear to strike, Yu Qinghan finally made up for it.