I still like you [entertainment circle]

The psychiatrist did not give Ji Lin an accurate conclusion, but Ji Lin seemed to understand what he said.

From exclusion to control, from one extreme to the other.

"Of course, this is just to analyze the possibility of this happening from a psychological point of view." Leo said, "The emotions produced by patients with emotional cognitive impairment are generally negative and rigid, and the cognitive structure of the outside world is also deformed. Arthur is actually much better after treatment, you don't need to worry too much."

Ji Lin's fingers lightly stroked the coffee cup.

"Thank you, Doctor."

After finishing the filming of "The Source of Murder", Ji Lin's schedule is not so tight, and he can take a break for a while. During this period, he has been busy gaining weight and regaining his previous figure.

Considering his thin image after the scene, Qin Jun turned down many announcements for still photos, and he was so skinny that he couldn't be photographed.

Wen Yu found that although Ji Lin had strong restraint and said to lose weight, he lost weight, but in fact he was quite edible, and he still had the kind of physique that would not make him gain weight after eating.

Wen Yu helps Ji Lin make fitness meals every day according to the recipe given by the fitness coach. Ji Lin thinks that Wen Yu is really a snail girl.

"Snail girl?" Wen Yu scoffed at the title, "Is there any girl who looks like me?"

Ji Lin couldn't help laughing: "Then the snail prince."

Although the snail prince is virtuous, he is picky about food.

"I found that you are a bit picky." Ji Lin was eating the fitness meal made by Wen Yu. Wen Yu smelled disgusting things, and he ate with relish.

"It's okay, I just have a small appetite." Prince Tianluo didn't want to admit it.

Ji Linfa put down the fork and counted with his fingers: "I don't eat onions, I don't eat ginger, I don't eat mushrooms, I don't eat broccoli, I don't eat potatoes, I don't eat fish belly..."

"Stop, stop." Wen Yu interrupted him with a smile, "From what you said, I feel like I usually drink dew."

"You have a small appetite, how can you grow so tall?" Ji Lin asked sincerely, and Wen Yu looked thin even when he put on his clothes, and his figure was really charming when he took off his clothes.

"...The figure is still so good." Ji Lin's voice weakened, and he poked the broccoli twice with a fork.

"Am I in good shape?" Wen Yu narrowed his eyes, insisting on revealing Ji Lin's face, "Where did you find out?"

Ji Lin raised his eyes to look at him, and opened his thin lips lightly: "On the bed."

Ji Lin has this ability, and he can speak out in a serious tone.

Wen Yu followed his words and continued to flirt: "Next time I will show you something else."

Ji Lin's ears turned red, he lowered his head and poked at the broccoli on the plate.

Wen Yu saw that the green cauliflower was about to be poked into mud by him, so he stopped teasing him, and said: "It has something to do with physique, it may be genetic, my father's stature—"

Wen Yu suddenly stopped.

What is "my dad", that person is not his dad at all, not even related by blood, so where is the inheritance.

He had been in self-hypnosis for so long, and the existence of that father was still deeply imprinted in his subconscious mind. He couldn't ignore his solitude at all, and he still couldn't treat that person as an insignificant person.

Wen Yu remained silent, Ji Lin looked at him quietly, the room was silent.

After a long time, Wen Yu changed the subject and suddenly asked, "Did you go to see my former psychiatrist?"

Ji Lin paused his hand holding the fork, lowered his eyes, and asked with some embarrassment: "How do you know?"

"Leo and I haven't seen each other for many years. He suddenly sent me a message a few days ago, asking me how I'm doing." Wen Yu rubbed his fingers against his temple, "He didn't mention you."

Ji Lin was surprised: "Then why..."

"Guess." Wen Yu said, "I haven't contacted for so many years, and I suddenly sent a message, no matter how I think about it, I feel strange. There is only one possibility, and someone must have mentioned me in front of him."

Wen Yu looked at Ji Lin, his eyes were soft enough to overflow with water, "I guess that person should be you."

Going to see his psychiatrist is something Ji Lin would do.

Ji Lin put down the knife and fork, and slightly bent his fingers to scratch the table.

"What did he talk to you about?" Wen Yu asked him, "What did he talk about about me?"

Ji Lin pursed his lips for a moment of silence, and told Wen Yu the truth about Leo's "rejection-control" theory.

Wen Yu was silent for a long time after hearing this.

"Control..." Wen Yu murmured, "He is still my psychiatrist."

Wen Yu stood up, walked behind Ji Lin, rubbed his fingers on the back of his neck, leaned over to his ear, and whispered: "He's right."

Ji Lin looked slightly startled.

"How to control it?" Wen Yu muttered to himself.

Ji Lin pursed his lips.

"I'm very selfish." Wen Yu gently rubbed Ji Lin's earlobe with his fingers, "I sometimes think, it would be great if you weren't a star."

"I want to lock you up at home."

"I want to fuck you directly in front of your fans."

Ji Lin's eyes trembled.

"Wen Yu." Ji Lin shouted, his voice low.

"Hmm." Wen Yu grabbed his hand and kissed it on the back, "Am I a particularly jerk?"

Ji Lin didn't say a word.

It's okay for him not to be a star.But the words "I've met you in front of the fans" still hit Ji Lin's minefield.

No matter how much he likes Wen Yu, he still has a sense of dignity in his bones.

"I really thought about it." Wen Yu didn't hide his dark and paranoid thoughts, but he knew that Ji Lin had his own independent personality, and he had no right to imprison him.

"But take what Leo says as fart." Wen Yu patted Ji Lin on the head, "Do what you want to do, don't keep thinking about me."

Ji Lin was taken aback for a moment, but didn't react for a moment.

"Why did you go to him?" Wen Yu raised his eyebrows, "Are you afraid that my old illness will relapse?"

Ji Lin pursed his lips into a line, and said softly: "I just want to know about your previous illness."

"My illness has been cured after meeting you." Wen Yu said, "You are my doctor, do I need to go to see other doctors?"

Ji Lin hummed, with a slight smile in his eyes, he suddenly remembered something, and said in a strange voice: "I also heard the doctor say something else."

"what?"

"I heard that some people have a rich love history, and there is a record of changing a girlfriend one day."

Wen Yu choked for a moment, his thoughts froze for a moment, and he didn't remember that he had such a dark history.

"Why did he even say that?! Hey, I'm... I'm not dating at all!" Wen Yu was in a hurry, for fear that Ji Lin would misunderstand, "I haven't even held hands with those people. , I even had your first kiss. The only one I’ve ever been with is Alice, you’ve met before, and I didn’t have much with her..."

"I know." Ji Lin interrupted him, raised his finger and rubbed his straight nose, "Why are you in such a hurry, the tip of your nose is sweating."

The weather in May, the heat has gradually hit.

"Then aren't you jealous?" Wen Yu grabbed his hand and smiled lightly, "I found that you are quite jealous."

"No." Ji Lin did not admit it.

"No—?" Wen Yu dragged out his voice.

Ji Lin ate his fitness meal in suspense, and let out a "huh".

After the pre-shooting of "The Source of Murder" was completed, the post-editing work did not take too long. Since most of the exposed same-sex elements were deleted, the review went smoothly, and the final file was set for summer vacation.

On the eve of the film's release, Wen Yu and Ji Lin went to France because Qian Ying gave birth to a baby.

It was a curly-haired, blue-eyed mixed-race little boy, and Qian Ying was an advanced mother. Wen Yu estimated the date and called to inquire, only to find out that she had given birth prematurely.

Ji Lin's schedule expired, and it was hard for him to spare time to go with Wen Yu.

The child is already a month old, and the hybrid genes are really strong, and he looks like a porcelain doll, very beautiful.

"The eyelashes are so long..." Wen Yu leaned over the baby's bed, gently scraped the baby's eyelashes with his fingers, and said in his heart that they were as beautiful as Ji Lin's eyelashes.

The baby blinked his big eyes, grabbed one of Wen Yu's fingers with his small hand, grinned, and made a sound of "嘿嘿".

Wen Yu's heart almost melted.

Sure enough, children at this age are the most likable, if they are older, they will kill them.

Ji Lin sat on the side, looking at the smiling Wen Yu, he couldn't help but smile too.

"I didn't expect you to come too." Qian Ying brought Ji Lin a glass of juice, but she didn't expect Wen Yu to come at first.

She glanced in Wen Yu's direction.

Wen Yu has really changed a lot. Qian Ying has always been cautious before she was afraid of touching his sensitive area. Even the news of her marriage had been considered for a long time before she decided to tell him.

He was afraid that Wen Yu would rationally divide his relationship with her again.

Now it turned out that Wen Yu took the initiative to come to France to see the baby, and the tenderness in his bones could not be suppressed.

Ji Lin took the juice and said "thank you".

Wen Yu rolled his tongue to tease the baby, and waved to Ji Lin, "Come and see, it's so cute."

Ji Lin walked over and stood behind him with a chuckle: "I didn't expect you to like children."

"Where is it?" Qian Ying laughed, "He annoys children the most, and only my baby can't talk now. You see, when he grows up, he will still ignore him."

Wen Yu didn't deny it: "That's right."

The baby is really cute, Ji Lin couldn't help rubbing the soft tip of the baby's nose with his index finger.

The baby sneezed and sneezed delicately.

"Hey." Wen Yu arched Ji Lin, "Do you think you were so beautiful when you were young?"

"No." Ji Lin said honestly, "My brother is beautiful, and he looks very similar to my father. My mother still thinks that I don't look like him, and says I'm wrong."

Wen Yu couldn't help laughing, and said poisonously, "Then your brother must be disabled."

Ji Yu didn't have a disability, he was personable, and he was a good-looking talent, but Ji Lin opened up all the way, and the more he opened, the more handsome he grew.

The two of them didn't stay at Qian Ying's house for a long time, and before returning home, Wen Yu still went home.

In the corner of the living room, the old man was lying on the recliner in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows, eyes closed, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on his old-fashioned face.

Wen Yu just came to visit Aunt Wen, stayed in the yard for a while, and planned to take Ji Lin away.

"Young master, are you not going in to see the master?" Aunt Wen kept him.

"No need." Wen Yu said indifferently, "There's nothing to see."

As soon as the words fell, a deep and tired voice came from behind.

"came back?"

Wen Yu paused.

Ji Lin turned his head, and he found that the old man in front of him seemed to be ten years older all of a sudden.

Seeing Ji Lin, the old man's eyes flickered, "Are you here too?"

Ji Lin couldn't help but nodded, and hummed lightly.

"You've gained weight." The old man said, "It's good, you were too thin before."

The old man was standing at the main entrance leaning on crutches, his figure was hunched, he did not step forward, and kept a distance from Wen Yu and the others.

Hearing Wen Yu's inaudible sigh, Ji Lin turned to Aunt Wen and said, "Take good care of him."

His voice was very soft, but Ji Lin believed that the old man heard it.

Leaving the gorgeous building, the two walked one after the other on the tree-shaded road.

"Have you lived here all the time?" Ji Lin followed Wen Yu with a slow footstep.

Wen Yu hummed and said, "I don't like this place."

"I know."

Ji Lin quickened his pace, walked over to hold Wen Yu's hand, his fingers got stuck between Wen Yu's fingers, his fingers intertwined, heat came from the palm, spreading to the fingertips.

Wen Yu's palms were warm, and there was a trace of hot sweat oozing out.

"Let's go." Ji Lin said softly, pulling Wen Yu forward.

Wen Yu grabbed him and stopped.

Ji Lin turned his head, "Huh? What's wrong?"

"But now that you're here, I don't think this place is so annoying."

作者有话要说：感谢在2020-01-1320：25：34～2020-01-1518：39：51期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦～

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