I heard that my life is not long

Mei Zi'an smiled: "If you're not married, it's just that a monk wants to visit you and ask for advice."

Li Huang didn't seem too interested in this.

Mei Zi'an added: "A very beautiful woman."

Li Huang was still not interested.

Meizi reassured, Li Huang couldn't be counted among the Qilin clan, he hasn't reached adulthood yet, right?So he asked, "Are you an adult?"

Li Huang raised his eyes and glanced at Mei Zi'an, a little disdainful.

It was the first time Mei Zi'an found out that Li Huang would show such an expression, she was very interested, and asked, "Then you don't like human women?"

Li Huang said: "I have no intention of getting married now."

Mei Zi'an said helplessly, "Okay."

Li Huang was fiddling with the phone, and suddenly bumped into something. When he heard a "click" in the phone, he was taken aback, and almost threw the phone out.After waiting quietly for a while, the phone did not respond. When I looked closer, I saw my face displayed on the phone, which was a little blurry.

Li Huang frowned.

Mei Zi'an was amused by his reaction, and took Li Huang's phone to look at it. Li Huang must have accidentally tapped the camera and took a photo.But because the phone was shaking, the shot was blurry.

Looking at Li Huang's eyes full of curiosity, Mei Zi'an explained: "This is called a camera, and it can take pictures."

Mei Zi'an pointed to a photo of Mei's family hanging on the wall, and said, "That's a photo, you can preserve the precious picture."

Mei Zi'an took a selfie with the two of them with her mobile phone, then showed the photo to Li Huang, and said, "This is a photo, so you can take it."

Li Huang discovered another miraculous new function of the mobile phone, and thought it was too convenient.In ancient times, you had to find a painter to draw, but no matter how much the painter did, it was impossible to draw like this, exactly like a real person.

He stared blankly at the photo on his phone, lost in thought.

Mei Zi'an didn't know what he was thinking, and looked down to see another reply on his WeChat.It's his brother and sister.

There were three brothers in the previous generation of the Mei family. They were the eldest son Mei Yuji, the father of Mei Ziping, the eldest son of the Mei family, the second son Mei Yuxiang, and the youngest son Mei Yuru.

The names are connected in order to be auspicious.Originally, old man Mei wanted to have another younger daughter, but he didn't.So there were only three sons.

There are four children in this generation, which is the Zizi generation.Mei Yuji has only one son, Mei Ziping.Mei Yuxiang also has only one son, Mei Zi'an.The third son, Mei Yuru, has a pair of twins, Mei Zi'an's third brother and fourth sister, Mei Zishun and Mei Zisui.

The names of these four children are also easy to remember, and the connection is safe and smooth.

Mei Zishun and Mei Zisui are 23 years old this year. One is on a graduation trip and the other is studying in graduate school. They are neither in China.

Therefore, I did not tell them what happened to Mei Zi'an two days ago.After Mei Zian stabilized, Mei Ziping told them.Seeing the photos in Mei Zi'an's circle of friends, they all came to greet her.

The Zhu family and the Mei family were not far away, Mei Zi'an chatted with his younger siblings, and Zhu Tong arrived.

Zhu Tong is tall, with a slender waist and long legs, and has medium-length curly hair of light flaxen color.With a melon-seeded face, under the delicate willow eyebrows, a pair of eyes are always smiling.

Maybe it was to meet her seniors, Zhu Tong seemed to have dressed up carefully, the slim clothes perfectly outlined her bumpy figure, and she also wore delicate light makeup.With her familiarity with Mei Zi'an, Mei Zi'an didn't think he was qualified to let her make up carefully.

"Zian?"

Zhu Tong was already familiar with the Mei family, strode in, saw Mei Zian sitting on the sofa, and walked towards him.As he approached, he saw a strange man sitting next to him.

She has an inch-cut head and three-dimensional facial features. She is wearing a black sportswear and is sitting on the sofa with her head down and playing with her mobile phone.

Zhu Tong slowed down, bent slightly in front of Li Huang with a smile, and said with a smile, "This is Mr. Li, right?"

Mei Zi'an had already introduced her to her on WeChat just now.

Li Huang raised his eyes and glanced at Zhu Tong, and could only come up with an evaluation: the root bone is not bad, but the cultivation level is lackluster. I don't know if the cultivation is too lazy, or what is the reason.

He didn't seem to like Zhu Tong very much, but his good self-cultivation made him unable to ignore a young woman.

So Li Huang put down his phone, looked up and said, "It's me."

As soon as Li Huang raised his head, Zhu Tong found that Li Huang was more handsome than in the photo. This aggressive aura was overwhelming, making people like him more and more.

But thinking of the age difference between the two, Zhu Tong put away those crooked thoughts, bent down and stretched out his hand in a polite manner: "Junior Zhu Tong, the tree of Wutong."

Zhu Tong couldn't see through Li Huang's cultivation, but from the aura of Li Huang's gestures, he could feel that he was extraordinary.

Li Huang stretched out his hand and shook her: "Hello, Li Huang."

Seeing that the two met, Mei Zi'an introduced: "Mr. Li, this is the monk I mentioned just now who wanted to visit you. She is my friend."

Li Huang nodded, not intending to answer.

Zhu Tong blinked, sat next to Mei Zian, and whispered in his ear: "This senior doesn't seem easy to get in touch with."

"Really?" Mei Zi'an smiled and said, "On the surface, Mr. Li actually has a good temper, but he doesn't talk much and doesn't like to talk."

Zhu Tong is skeptical.

However, she mainly came to see Mei Zi'an today, and stopped by to visit a senior expert. Seeing that the senior didn't seem to care about her, she asked about Mei Zi'an's situation a few days ago.

The Mei family has a good relationship with the Zhu family, and Mei Zi'an has a good relationship with Zhu Tong, but whether to tell the Zhu family about Qilin's appearance depends on Mei Yuxiang's decision, so Mei Zi'an didn't elaborate.He said that he was traveling in Tiantai Mountain, but unfortunately encountered a landslide, was hit by a stone, and suffered some injuries.

Zhu Tong was taken aback: "Where did it hit?"

"Back," Mei Zi'an said helplessly, "You can't let me take off my clothes for you to check?"

Mei Zi'an and Zhu Tong have known each other for many years, Zhu Tong has always been very nervous about Mei Zi'an's body, for fear that something will happen to him someday.It was like this when I was in college, and after graduation, I would ask Mei Zi'an about her body from time to time.

Zhu Tong: "Are you all right now?"

"It hurts a bit, but it didn't hurt the bones." Mei Zi'an said, "Don't worry, I'm not so fragile."

Mei Zi'an was afraid that Li Huang would be left out in the cold, and said with a smile, "Mr. Li came out of Tiantai Mountain at that time."

"Tiantai Mountain?" Zhu Tong heard about Tiantai Mountain again, and couldn't help thinking of some records related to Tiantai Mountain, so he took a second look at Li Huang.

Li Huang still didn't look at her, but looked down at the phone.

"Well," Mei Zi'an explained to her softly, "Mr. Li has just arrived in the modern society, and he is not quite used to it yet. The mobile phone I bought for him yesterday is now fresh."

Zhu Tong understands that monks who have just arrived in modern society have to go through such a period of time.

While talking on the phone, Zhu Tong's phone rang. After she picked it up, she frowned slightly, not knowing what the person on the other end said.

"Why, what happened?" Mei Zi'an asked.

After hanging up the phone, Zhu Tong said, "It's a patient from the studio."

"A student, a senior in high school, suffered from too much psychological pressure and suffered from severe insomnia. He is the son of a friend of Liang Hong's family, so he found our studio."

Liang Hong was the classmate who partnered with them to set up a studio.

"It's just that you are more professional when it comes to teenagers," Zhu Tong said, "He said he couldn't get through to you, so he called me here."

Mei Zian focuses on adolescent issues and parent-child relationship.

Mei Zi'an looked down, only to realize that she didn't pay attention to the battery, chatting with her younger siblings, the phone was dead and turned off.

"Are they in the studio now?" Mei Zi'an asked.

"Well," Zhu Tong said, "you'd better go and have a look now."

Li Huang, who kept his head down, heard this and looked towards the two of them.

Mei Zi'an asked, "Mr. Li, do you want to go with me?"

Li Huang nodded.

Mei Zi'an smiled: "Then wait for me, I'll change my clothes and go now."

After changing clothes, Zhu Tong drove over, and Mei Zi'an and Li Huang went to the studio in Zhu Tong's car.

Both Mei Zi'an and Zhu Tong are masters who are not short of money, and there is no problem with the initial funds, so the studio is located in the best part of the city, and the rent is frighteningly expensive.In addition to rent, the three had to pay expensive personal analysis and supervision fees.Therefore, since the establishment of the studio, it has been in a state of loss.

This is the second time for Li Huang to go out. When sitting in the car, he was still full of curiosity about the scene outside the car window, and kept looking out with his head tilted.Staring intently at the colorful neon lights, the moving big screen, the tall buildings towering into the clouds, the large and small speeding cars, and the traffic policemen in fluorescent green.

Mei Zi'an sat in the back seat with Li Huang, and when he saw what he was curious about, he explained it to Li Huang one by one.

"That big screen is about the same as the TV at home."

"Traffic police are like policemen in ancient times, but they are for maintaining traffic safety."

Through the rearview mirror, Zhu Tong saw Mei Zi'an patiently explaining every detail to Li Huang, and couldn't help smiling.With such a gentle and considerate person, it's no wonder that every patient who comes to the studio likes to communicate with Mei Zi'an.

Looking at Li Huang who was listening carefully, it was no wonder that Mei Zi'an said that he had picked up a son.

Arriving at the studio, Zhu Tong was a little surprised to see Li Huang open the car door and walk down by himself, and immediately knew that Mei Zi'an should have taught him.

"Mr. Li, the studio is on the seventh floor." Zhu Tong locked the car door, took out the bag, and said to Li Huang, "You can go and have a look."

Taking the elevator for the second time, Li Huang's reaction was much calmer than last time, and he would press the floor by himself.

After getting out of the elevator, I arrived at the studio in a few steps, and there was a slogan "Return to the psychological studio" at the door.As soon as he entered the house, he heard faint crying from inside.

Li Huang frowned.

Open the door and enter, the studio area is spacious, besides the hall, the three of Mei Zi'an each have their own offices.The layout in the studio is simple and warm, mainly in warm tones. There is a slender glass vase on the coffee table in the hall, with a few tulips in it, and two pots of pothos on the window sill.

At this moment, Liang Hong was sitting on the sofa, and a middle-aged woman was sitting in front of him.The woman held a thin boy in her arms. The boy drooped his shoulders and lowered his head.

The cry came from a woman.

Liang Hong has short black hair, wears glasses, and looks like an intellectual.It's just that I'm young and don't have enough experience in psychological counseling, so I'm a little at a loss at the moment.

Seeing Mei Zi'an and Zhu Tonglai, Liang Hong showed joy on his face, stood up and introduced: "Auntie, these are the other two consultants in our studio, and they are Mei Zi'an, who is the main youth."

As soon as Liang Hong finished his introduction, he saw the strange man beside Mei Zi'an. Liang Hong was slightly stunned. Seeing his handsome eyebrows and eyes lightly sizing him up, and his thin lips slightly pursed, he looked like a man who was not easy to get in touch with.

"Who is this……"

"His surname is Li," Mei Zi'an introduced, "My guest just came back from abroad, so he came to visit if he had nothing to do."