I thought I was a vampire, my boyfriend said no

At night, the two of them slept side by side on the same bed. Mao Xiaoluo closed his eyes happily. He asked the time: "Do you think the current life is good?"

"Okay." When Shi said this, he not only felt good, but also felt very good, so good that it would slip through his fingers if he didn't pay attention...

When Mao Xiaoluo heard him say yes, he smiled, but he didn't continue talking, thinking to wait until the illness is cured, if the two are still together, then they will stay together like this, and then we will be together again. It's officially time... Confession.

At three o'clock in the morning, the light in the stairwell of the old apartment was turned on, and a figure in a leather jacket came out in a hurry. An hour later, the figure came back in a hurry, and the light was turned on again. I don't know when the light was repaired ...

On Monday, the students were listless in class, but Mao Xiaoluo on the podium was in a good mood, with a smile on his lips all the time, even the students snoring in class did not affect him, just said: "Don't sleep, talk about the most exciting part."

Chen Bohan kept staring at him, and laughed when he heard this, and said, "Teacher, I'm so boring, what's so exciting?"

"It will be wonderful if you listen to it again."

The atmosphere in the class became active for a while, and the snoring students didn't sleep anymore. They all watched Mao Xiaoluo lecture, and it was like watching a western scene. They half understood and half didn't understand, but those who had the basics could gradually understand the truth .

Mao Xiaoluo said when the class was over: "The next class will be more exciting than this one." After finishing speaking, he carried the lesson plan and left, and the children below were all discussing whether he was in a relationship.

The night was longer and worse. Mao Xiaoluo found out that the time when he went out at night was on Thursday. Around [-]:[-], he got up to go to the bathroom at night and found that the other half of the bed was empty. At that time, he thought the time was in the bathroom, so he called the time twice name, but opened the door and went in, and found no one, no one in the house.

The cold air of the winter night surged up, as if the radiator had failed. He sat on the edge of the bed for a long time and could not regain his senses. The fateful loneliness was always there, and time was just an episode. He came quietly and left quietly...

The sound of the motorcycle engine was very loud, Mao Xiaoluo recognized that it was Time's motorcycle, maybe he just went home to pick up something, maybe it was for other things.Mao Xiaoluo hurriedly lay back on the bed and put on the quilt, closed his eyes and pretended to be asleep. After a while, he heard the door knocking, followed by Time's deliberately light footsteps, and his uncontrollable panting.

Mao Xiaoluo thought, he must be running very fast.

Shi Shi first poked his head into the bedroom to take a look, seeing that Mao Xiaoluo was still in the same posture as when he left, he let out a long sigh of relief.

Mao Xiaoluo wanted to ask him why he went out in the middle of the night, but when he heard his panting and sighing, he suddenly didn't dare to ask.

A cold air engulfing the night poured into the quilt, time sat on the bed first, and then lay down with his back to Mao Xiaoluo.

What did he do just now?Why are you running in such a hurry?Why are you so guilty?Did you only go for one night?Or go every day?The questions in Mao Xiaoluo's mind were about to come out, but he swallowed them down. He didn't know if he could accept those answers. Besides, what did time have to do with him?Why should he ask him to take care of him?

On Friday, the children in class three obviously felt that Teacher Mao's condition was not as it was two days ago, and they talked about it, maybe they broke up?

When I met Zhang Zijing on Sunday morning, Zhang Zijing asked: "Are you tired? Why do you feel that you are not in a good state? The same situation as before last week happened again?"

Mao Xiaoluo shook his head, sat on the chair in front of the desk, his shoulders were tense, and his hands were clasped on his knees. After thinking about it, Zhang Zijing was a friend of Time after all, and he was not easy to ask or say some things. He just said: "Doctor Zhang, I forgot to ask you about the consultation fee before, and he didn't tell me about the time..."

"I was going to tell you." Zhang Zijing pushed the ordered papers on the desk in front of him, and said, "The "Informed Consent Form for Psychological Counseling", our necessary steps before officially starting the consultation."

Mao Xiaoluo glanced at it. The first item on it was "Principle of Confidentiality for Consultation", followed by a detailed introduction to some confidentiality rules. At the end of the agreement, there was an explanation of the consultation fee, which said [-] yuan per hour.

"Doctor Zhang..."

"Well, what's the problem?"

Mao Xiaoluo hesitated for a moment, and asked: "Is this price a friendly price? I googled it, and the most common consultant on the price list also costs 300 to [-] yuan per hour. You...don't give me a discount because of time." so much……"

Zhang Zijing said, "How much should I charge on Baidu?"

"... how about five or six hundred?"

Zhang Zijing smiled. In fact, his consulting price is 8000 yuan per hour, and the remaining [-] yuan will be made up by time, but Mao Xiaoluo can't let this matter know, otherwise the monthly consulting fee of [-] yuan is equivalent to a junior high school chemistry teacher. No matter how rich you are, you can't afford it. "This is the first time I've encountered a visitor who offered to raise the price. If you are willing to give an extra tip, I can't wait for it."

Mao Xiaoluo was a little embarrassed, and quickly signed the letter of knowledge. When he looked up at Zhang Zijing, Zhang Zijing said, "We need to pay the fee for five hours in advance, and we can just go out and hand it over to the front desk later, just like that fierce Zhang Fei." Big guy." He was talking about Chang Minghai.

Mao Xiaoluo laughed when he heard Chang Minghai's description, and was envious again. Remembering the confidentiality clause in the knowledge letter, he hesitated for a moment, and finally chose to trust, saying, "I haven't been well these days..."

Zhang Zijing immediately asked, "What happened?"

"I found out..." He looked up at Zhang Zijing and confirmed, "Doctor Zhang, you won't tell the time a word I'm telling you here, will you?"

Zhang Zijing looked into his eyes and said solemnly: "As long as I don't have your permission, I won't tell anyone, including the time."

After getting Zhang Zijing's assurance, he breathed a sigh of relief, and said slowly, "I found out that I would go out at midnight every night."

"You didn't ask him?"

"I dare not ask. He walks very carefully every time and comes back in a hurry. He obviously doesn't want me to find out..."

"He was afraid that you would find out, so you dare not ask?"

Mao Xiaoluo nodded.

"Then what are you afraid of?"

Mao Xiaoluo bit her lip, lowered her eyelids, and clenched her fingers on her knees. After a while, she said in pain: "I'm afraid of getting an answer I can't bear, and I'm afraid that he will leave..."