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"Depression?" Zhao Ming caught the three words on the medical certificate at a glance, and he was surprised, and then he noticed the word "mild" in the front brackets, and he was slightly relieved.

Lin Fei was persuaded to see a psychiatrist when she asked the doctor to dispense sleeping pills for the first time, but at that time she felt that if she really got depression, it would be fine, if it was serious, she would just die.After I calmed down, I felt that I should not be so irresponsible, so after I really realized the seriousness of my physical condition, I took the time to go to the hospital to register for an examination.

The diagnosis was milder than she expected, but she didn't want to tell her parents, and she didn't want to tell Lin Ying, but she couldn't hide it from Zhao Ming.He has already hidden so much in his heart, if he still hides his own physical condition, it will be so shameful that he can hardly accept it.The two haven't received the certificate yet, so there is no burden if he wants to break up with him.

Unconsciously putting aside the luck that she kept secretly, she thought that way, asked Zhao Ming out, and told him about her physical condition, including that the bottle was actually sleeping pills.

"How did you get depression?" He frowned, unable to figure it out, "Is it because of your poor health that you are in a bad mood?" However, insomnia and loss of appetite, it makes sense for such a bad spirit to cause depression. "But why do you suffer from insomnia and don't want to eat?" He tried to recall when Lin Fei had these situations, but he had no memory.Is it summer?Beginning of the season?Or the end of the season?

Thinking about it this way, he felt a little guilty. He thought he cared about the other party, but he didn't expect that he didn't even know when the other party's insomnia and eating less began. He only felt that she had lost weight these days.

"If you are afraid that my body will drag you down, I..."

Before Lin Fei could finish speaking, he quickly cut her off and said solemnly: "Don't worry that I won't marry you because of this. Depression can be controlled, not to mention that you are only mild, and insomnia and loss of appetite are also okay. Nursing. If you think I'm going to break up with you because of this, you don't trust me enough."

"sorry."

"What apologies, it's not your fault." Zhao Ming patted the back of her hand to comfort her, "The Chinese New Year will be in half a month, don't think about what you have, be happy." He joked again: "When When I came to the door, you were frowning. Others thought I was forcing your house to come and snatch your daughter."

Lin Fei smiled symbolically.

"That's right."

On the second day of the Lunar New Year, Lin's father and Lin's mother went out early in the morning to buy vegetables at the vegetable market, and after returning to eat breakfast, they began to prepare lunch.

Zhao Ming arrived at Lin's house after nine o'clock.Lin Fei went downstairs to pick him up, and helped him carry the gifts upstairs one after another.Lin's father and Lin's mother greeted him warmly, especially Lin's mother. Zhao Ming, who had a good-looking talent, already vaguely had the taste of "the mother-in-law looks at the son-in-law, the more she looks at the son-in-law, the more pleasing to the eye", and she always looked at him with a smile in her eyes.

"Where's Xiao Ying?" Zhao Ming sat for a while and found that Lin Ying was not there.

When Lin Ying was mentioned, Mother Lin lost her smile.She called Lin Ying after she came back from shopping, and urged Zhao Ming when he came downstairs, but she still didn't come out from the door.

"Lin Ying!" She put down the freshly cut oranges, and prepared to open Lin Ying's room door a little angrily.

"Mom, I'll just go and call." Lin Fei stopped her.

Mother Lin glanced at her, thinking of Zhao Ming behind her, she didn't force her, stopped her steps, turned around and said with a smile, "I don't know what's going on with this child, he's already a year older in the Chinese New Year, and he's almost twenty. So lazy."

Lin Ying was tightly wrapped in a quilt and lay on the bed with her back to the door.

"Xiaoying." Lin Fei closed the door and walked over to sit sideways on the edge of the bed, calling her softly.

"Hmm." He replied in a muffled voice.

"Get up."

The person on the bed moved and shrank his head under the quilt.Lin Fei watched helplessly, and after a while, sighed softly.

Although the sigh was soft, it was still clearly audible in the quiet room.Lin Ying threw off the quilt, sat up angrily, quickly took off her pajamas and pajamas, got out of bed, opened the wardrobe drawer and began to dress.

Since the two avoided each other the year before last, Lin Ying never took off her clothes in front of Lin Fei without any scruples.At this time, her series of actions made Lin Fei a little confused, but her eyes followed her all the time, and because of her healthier and softer body than before, she couldn't help but swallowed her saliva.

Lin Ying didn't look at her the whole time. She didn't turn her head until she was ready to go out after she was dressed. When she saw the unmade quilt again, she came back to tidy it up.

"I'll come, you go wash up." Lin Fei stopped.

This kind of unreasonable flattery aroused Lin Ying's anger that had faded during the dressing process. She slapped Lin Fei's hand away angrily, and said, "I don't want you to come." Lin Fei obediently withdrew her hand , got up and stood aside.

After folding the quilt and flattening the sheets, Lin Ying calmed down again.After hesitating for a while, she let herself hug Lin Fei willfully, and mumbled around her neck: "I hate Zhao Ming."

She didn't expect that she would hug herself at this time, let alone that she would say this out loud. Lin Fei didn't know how to react, but uncontrollably began to feel sad again.

"Or I—don't get married."

Lin Ying was so frightened that she immediately let go of her hand, looked at her and exclaimed: "Sister!" Then she calmed down: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have said that."

Lin Fei looked at her without responding, she avoided her eyes and said, "I'm going out first."

"Why did it take you so long to come out?" Seeing that she had finally come out, Mother Lin wanted to reprimand her, but she heard her take the initiative to greet Zhao Ming: "Brother, good morning." Then she quickly went into the bathroom.

Mother Lin's original thought of reproach turned into petting and a helpless smile: "This bad boy..."

Lin Fei also came out of the room. Zhao Ming smiled at her and patted the sofa beside him.She walked over to sit down, and Zhao Ming pushed a small pile of peeled walnuts on a paper towel in front of her.She was stunned, she didn't want Zhao Ming to treat herself so meticulously.

"Don't you want to eat?" Zhao Ming asked.

"No." She shook her head slightly, "You are too kind to me."

"Is it nice to you?" Zhao Ming was puzzled, shouldn't it be nice to his fiancée?

"You are too kind to me, I can't repay you."

Zhao Ming laughed loudly: "My kindness to you is what I want to do, and if you accept it, it's my reward. In addition, your willingness to marry me is also my reward."

"What are you talking about? My brother is so happy." Lin Ying came out after washing, and sat down on the sofa beside her.

"Haha, your sister thinks I'm too nice to her."

She glanced at the not-so-small amount of walnut meat on the coffee table, took a sip of water, and joked, "Brother, you can treat her a little worse, and then she will think that you treat her badly."

"Really?" Zhao Ming looked at Lin Fei, "I'll give it a try later. If your sister really dislikes her, Xiaoying, you have to say something nice to me."

"What are you talking about?" Mother Lin came over with a smile, gave Lin Ying another false look, and put half a bowl of dumplings in front of her, "No, early lunch." Then she also glanced at the walnut meat, and spoke to Lin Fei earnestly. Talk: "A Ming is so kind to you, you should be nice to others, don't be too arrogant." Then said to Zhao Ming: "Ah Ming, you are too, don't be too nice to her."

"Mom, don't say that. You entrusted Feifei to me. I'm not good to her. How can I reassure you?" Zhao Ming was very emotional, and what he said was sincere, which made Lin's mother very happy.

The other two lowered their heads, one mechanically picked up the walnut meat and ate it, and the other swallowed the dumplings in the bowl without knowing the taste.