am i a devil

Wang Mo: "..."

"How big is this place..." Wang Mo, who suffered from ignorance, fiddled with the pi for a long time, and then asked the old cat weakly.

The old cat gave him a number.

Wang Mo: "..."

If I talk to him, it seems that ordinary young couples run away from home when they are having trouble, it is very difficult, right? The look of moving out of the bedroom.

"There is no way to live this day!" Wang Mo said angrily, and then walked out carrying the box, and received a message of apology from Xun Ying from time to time, and before he walked to the gate, they had already reconciled.

"Okay, I'm not angry anymore, let's go," Wang Mo said in a message.

"Okay, why don't you move?" Xun Ying said.

"Yeah." Wang Mo nodded while sending a message with a flushed face.

"Okay, then you can walk back by yourself." Xun Ying replied.

Wang Mo: "..."

After brainstorming the above small theaters, Wang Mo is full of despair about his road to love.

You say you are a straight man, what is this? Wang Mo couldn't help thinking about a very "philosophical" question deep in his heart.

Alas, don't say I don't know what he is for, even I myself don't know why I work so hard to build a relationship with him, Wang Mo thought to himself.

This may be the legendary evil fate.

After Wang Mo accepted his good luck with his unique painting style, he continued to follow the old cat on the road.

However, he never expected that Xun Ying would be there when they took a taxi to the hospital specially provided for industry insiders.

Wang Mo: ""

Xun Ying: "..."

"I declare in advance that I didn't say anything." The old cat said innocently, and by virtue of its species advantage, Wang Mo easily believed him.

"Xun Ying, why are you here?" Wang Mo asked him preemptively.

"I'm here for rehabilitation after the cicada's molting period, how about you?" Xun Ying asked again after returning to Wang Mo's question.

Wang Mo: "..."

"I……"

"He's sick." The old cat continued without waiting for Wang Mo to finish.

Wang Mo: "..."

"He's here to see a doctor." The old cat added something, and then ran away without a trace.

"Amo, are you feeling sick when you come to see a doctor?" Xun Ying frowned, looking at Wang Mo, and asked.

"Ah... It's not about comfort, it's about routine inspection." Wang Mo hesitated and said vaguely.

"Is that so? I just finished reading it, and now I can go with you." Xun Ying said.

Wang Mo: "..."

He searched for Lao Mao all over the world, but he didn't see Yuan Gungun's shadow. He was unfamiliar with this special hospital, so he could only pin his hopes on Xun Ying.

Alas, forget it, it’s okay to tell him, anyway, there is still his business here, Wang Mo thought about it in his heart, and then confessed to Xun Ying.

"I just want to come here to check and see if there is anything wrong with me, so that I... will look down on you." Wang Mo said with a bit of embarrassment.

Xun Ying: "..."

"Amo..."

Xun Ying, who has always been concise and eloquent, didn't seem to know how to continue this topic, so he pondered for a while, and then continued: "It's not a problem that you don't like me."

"For me, this is a problem. How to put it, I am also very anxious. It's not something I can do alone." Wang Mo, who had a wrinkled logical chain, explained incoherently.

Could it be that Amo was unable to establish a relatively close relationship with others because of his background? Xun Ying tentatively understood Wang Mo's words, and then came to his own conclusion.

"If that's the case, Amo, you want to talk to a doctor, then I'll arrange it." Xun Ying said tentatively.

"Well, okay, then I will trouble you." Wang Mo said with his face flushed, his head lowered, and his tone of voice became weaker and weaker.

He may have never seen a psychiatrist, so he was a little shy, Xun Ying thought about it, and went to his old acquaintances to make arrangements for Wang Mo.

While waiting for the doctor, Wang Mo and Xun Ying were arranged to wait in the private lounge of the hospital.

This room is very spacious and in good condition. The furniture and furnishings are not inferior to Xun Ying's main house, except that the decoration is not particularly artistic.

"Amo, are you a little nervous?" Xun Ying looked at Wang Mo and asked.

"No." Wang Mo said duplicity.

"Really? I think you're sweating." Xun Ying said, handing Wang Mo his handkerchief.

Wang Mo took the handkerchief and wiped it, and Xun Ying took out a can of Bingkuoluo from the refrigerator in his room.

"Amo, if you feel hot, drink something iced." Xun Ying said.

"Hey, can I drink this before seeing a doctor?" Wang Mo asked curiously.

"To see a psychiatrist, you should eat and drink as you please," Xun Ying asked.

"No... I'm here to see... Andrology." Wang Mo said confused.