My infertile wife ran with the ball

"What miasma poison?" Shen Qinghao tilted his head and asked him.

"Nothing." Lin Yi said.

"You? Are you resting at home all day today?"

"Well, I have been resting for the past two days. I have finished dealing with overseas affairs, and the next thing is domestic affairs. I don't want to keep running outside for a long time. I feel uncomfortable because I haven't seen you for a long time. of."

Shen Qinghao dug a few mouthfuls of ice cream with the fork that Lin Yi bit into, licked the cream on it and said, "This cake tastes really good."

"You? Eat less, I? Go cook. Is there anything you want to eat?"

Shen Qinghao bit the spoon and looked up at him, "Eat you?"

Lin Yi put the car keys in his hand on the coffee table, rubbed the young man's head, and reprimanded: "No one is serious."

After finishing speaking, he covered the cake and sealed it in the kitchen refrigerator with the cake box.

It was almost eleven o'clock before Lin Yi was able to prepare the meal. This meal was not even brunch, but a real lunch.

Two bowls of bibimbap and a pot of seafood soup are placed on the table. Fresh shrimps and clams are soaked in the slightly spicy red soup. The side of the pot is dotted with a few strands of shredded white onion. The fragrance overflows within a minute after serving the table.

The floor-to-ceiling windows were covered with gold, and the warm sun raised the temperature of the entire apartment by a few points by itself.

Shen Qinghao took a shower upstairs, and walked downstairs wearing light blue home clothes with a head of undried long hair. He opened the chair and sat down at the dining table, picked up the chopsticks and tasted a few Bibimbap.

Lin Yi also changed into home clothes, and came out of the kitchen with a plate of side dishes. He asked Shen Qinghao, "How does it taste?"

"It's delicious." Shen Qinghao said.

Lin Yi sat down opposite him, picked up his chopsticks and ate slowly.

"I'm going to work this afternoon, and you're the only one at home this afternoon."

Shen Qinghao served a bowl of soup and pushed it to Lin Yi, "You? You've been on leave for two days, so you still need this afternoon?"

"You? Du Yu and that little girl are all you need in your team. We don't have any new clients as the end of the year approaches. You don't need to? Work hard every day."

Lin Yi tasted the soup with a spoon, and said softly: "You? Know me? I asked for leave..."

"I? Is there anything I don't know?" Shen Qinghao asked him back.

"Okay, it's settled like this. One? I'll take a nap, and then we'll go to cut my hair. Me? This hair is in a shawl. If I don't cut it, people will think I'm a 188 young girl."

Lin Yi finally laughed, and raised his hand to touch Shen Qinghao's shawl hair, "It does look like a girl, but it's pretty pretty."

Little Shen Yi grabbed Lin Yi's hand, pinched it from knuckles to fingertips, and jokingly said, "I? I'm a boy or girl. Haven't you counted in your heart?"

"Call me on the bed|brother or sister? This mouth knows best."

Lin also didn't know where he got this bunch of nonsense, blushing and hurriedly pulled his hand back to eat quietly.

At noon they drowsily basked in the sun for a while, but Lin Yi was woken up by Shen Qinghao before two o'clock. It was hot and scalding, and the cat who had been to foreign ministers to see it became unscrupulous again. Biting, biting|biting, and blocking him with his hands, the predator's bad habits are undoubtedly revealed.

Lin Yi originally thought that Shen Qinghao's business trip would be so hard, and he would admit it if he was presumptuous, but he didn't expect that it would not end until night, and he couldn't see anything below the lamb's abdomen. In the end, he stretched out his hand and pushed the stinky cat on his body. down.

"Shen Qinghao, you? Didn't you say you were going to get your hair cut?" Lin Yi questioned Shen Qinghao with a hoarse voice.

"Yes... one? I did it by accident..." Shen Qinghao knelt on the ground and looked at him innocently.

"But it's just getting dark now, so there's still time, and it's only seven o'clock to worry about? What's the matter?"

"You....." Lin Yi coughed a few times with a hoarse voice, "Are you sure you want to go, right?"

"Well, want? Go and cut your hair together."

Lin Yi lay back on the bed with his sore waist, feeling the moist|moist|moist|feeling of his lower body, and he said to Shen Qinghao again: "You? Give me the ointment prescribed by the doctor? It's swollen|. "

Wearing a nightgown, Shen Qinghao rummaged through the bedside table for a while, took out an ointment and handed it to Lin Yi.

"Would you? Me? Help you?"

Lin Yi supported the soft pillow at the head of the bed and got up slowly, and said angrily: "You? Go to the first floor to take a shower. I? Before I go out? I'm not allowed to come in."

".....All right."

·

The coldness of winter nights is incomparable to that of autumn. Blowing lightly on the car window will instantly blur the entire glass. It needs to be wiped clean with a paper towel to see the figures outside the window clearly.

The streets? The lights are flickering, big Chinese knots and red lanterns have been hung up, and even the small lanterns are red, full of New Year flavor everywhere.Since Christmas was just over two days ago, some shopping malls still had Christmas trees and piles of gifts that hadn't been put away in front of them, which looked cute.

Lin Yi sat on the co-pilot, looked close to the glass for a while, and then sat upright again. It was still the standard configuration with a cushion on the back and a hot water bottle in the front. In his hand, he was stuffed by a sp cat? A handful of cotton sugar.

The Porsche stopped in front of a small shopping mall, Shen Qinghao turned off the engine, tightened the zipper of the down jacket and got out of the car first.

"Baby, I? Carry you? Go down~~~"

He opened the co-pilot's door and said to the delicate young man inside.

Who would have imagined that a 27-year-old man was raped by him for half a year, and a cold person like Yudiao was also infected with lust by him, and now he is like a docile little girl The lamb is soft when you touch it, and will marry him soon to be his wife for the rest of his life.

wife wife~~~his wife~~~

"No, I'll go down by myself."

The young man hugged his cashmere hot water bottle and got out of the car with some stiff steps. The moment he landed, he swayed slightly, but Shen Qinghao quickly supported him.

"You don't have the demeanor of Mrs. Shen's young lady at all, you have to study hard tonight~~~" Shen Qinghao and Lin Yi joked.

The young man gently pulled his hair, and said sullenly: "You? If you want to be light|slightly|restrained|slightly, I..."

"Okay, are you kidding me? Let's go get a haircut."

"Um.."

The small shopping mall is full of high-end clubs, with a string of weird characters written on the hot-plated doorplates. Rich women with Hermes in their hands and red-soled shoes come in and out. After maintenance, they look like swans with their feet up. In the end, I didn't forget to add a big red lip to myself.

Shen Qinghao led him all the way to the top floor, pushed open a dark shop and walked in.

On the surface, it looks unscrupulous, but it is actually a barber shop.The soft French song floats in the air, and every note has a rich tuberose scent, fluttering from high to low.

"Master Shen."

The stylist in the white shirt and black vest came out of the room and welcomed them in with a smile.

Shen Qinghao took off his coat and went to sit on the barber chair. Lin Yi sat down on the small sofa next to him holding the cotton candy in his hand, eating candy while waiting for Shen Qinghao to cut his hair.

The store is very large, but there are only two seats for haircutting, and there are many service staff. It is said that only one reservation is accepted a day.

A little sister with dyed red hair brought him tea and desserts, and asked him very intimately if he wanted it or not? First, a facial treatment and a hand treatment. He was actually a little curious, but in front of Shen Qinghao He refused with sour eyes, just looked at Shen Qinghao's side face while eating.

"Master Shen, do you still want to have the same hairstyle as last time?" Teacher Tony asked Shen Qinghao.

"No, let's change to a refreshing hairstyle, the one that is pure and stable, and stable and rich."

"...is it short for short?"

"right..."

"I don't want bangs this time either." Shen Qinghao pointed to his long bangs.

"Okay, then give it to you? Cut it short and make side parts, and then iron it. It's not dull or jumpy, and it has a bit of a domineering atmosphere. It's a must-have choice for visiting relatives and friends during the Chinese New Year."

"Me? Ask my wife if it's okay." After speaking, Shen Qinghao turned around and asked Lin Yi, "Honey, you? Did you hear that? How do you feel?"

Lin Yi swallowed the marshmallow in his mouth, and said softly: "I don't understand, you? You have a pretty face, and you can look good with any hairstyle."

The corners of the young man's eyes and brows were all flying, and he sat up straight happily for Teacher Tony to start the operation.

Lin Yi finished eating a whole piece of cheesecake and seven or eight pieces of marshmallows, the sugar was on his mind, his tired nerves gradually relaxed, and he fell asleep listening to Shen Qinghao's voice.

"Baby, don't sleep, if you sleep now, you won't be able to sleep at night, and you won't be able to eat dinner." Shen Qinghao, who was getting a haircut, reminded him aloud.

"Um...."

Lin Yi took off his thin coat again to keep himself from being so hot and try to stay awake.

He sat for a while, and ate another piece of cake brought by the waiter.

For some reason?, his tongue gradually became numb, the picture in front of him became blurred, his fingers began to tremble slightly, and all his feelings gradually faded away...

"Dang--"

The silver fork slipped from his hand and fell straight to the ground.

"Sir, are you all right?"

The little red-haired girl picked up the fork and raised her head to look at him worriedly.

Lin Yi's face was pale, and the back of his tongue was full of the bitter taste of sedatives and antidepressants, but he didn't take any medicine at all today...why...

Seeing that Lin Yi didn't respond for a long time, Shen Qinghao hurriedly walked in front of the young man wearing a haircut apron, held his hand with his half-cut hair, and repeatedly rubbed the young man's stiff palm? The back of his hand, "Lin Yi, Lin Yi Also? You? What's wrong?"

"It's nothing.... I was thinking about something just now, and I was scared when I thought of the horror movie I watched a few days ago."

"You? Hurry up and continue cutting your hair, otherwise, what time will it be before you go home." Lin Yi pushed Shen Qinghao back, and repeatedly told him that he was fine.

The sound of clicking scissors sounded again, and Lin Yi looked at Shen Qinghao's back in a daze again.

He has been taking antidepressant and sedative drugs all year round. He has changed many kinds of drugs since he started high school. Every time he changes drugs, it is because the drug resistance is too strong and does not work, or he has hallucinations directly... ...and had to rely on injectable sedatives for a while.

In his current situation...it seems that he needs to change his medicine again, and it just so happens that his medicine is almost finished...

"Sir, do you want the hair cut by Master Shen? It is said that if you take your lover's hair, you can be together forever? Oh." The high-end Tony teacher suddenly said to him.

Lin also looked at Mr. Tony's hand.

There was a strand of blue hair lying on the white gloves, shining brightly under the indoor light, the roots were blue-black, and the tips were light blue, which had just been cut off from Shen Qinghao's head.

Lin Yi got up and walked over, and took the lock of hair without saying a word.

Storing the other person's hair... It's too ancient and pretentious, but...

Lin Yi looked at Shen Qinghao's blushing face in the mirror in front of him, and said duplicity: "I? Go and throw it away."

"Lin Yi! You? How could you do this to me?!"

When he ran into the bathroom, he heard Shen Qinghao's voice behind him.

Lin Yi locked the door with a "click", pulled out a tissue, carefully wrapped the lock of hair, and put it in the inner pocket of his clothes.

He feels that he has been getting worse and worse recently, both mentally and in terms of family conditions.

What if? One day he had a complete attack of depression like before, or something happened to Li Wenya...then it is basically impossible for him to stay by Shen Qinghao's side...

If that happens, this lock of hair is the only thing he can use to remember Shen Qinghao in the future.

Lin Yi stood against the wall for a while, took out a tranquilizer and pressed it under his tongue, opened the door and walked out.

Outside, Shen Qinghao had finished cutting his hair, and Mr. Tony was styling him with a hair dryer.

After a while, the sound of the hair dryer stopped, and Shen Qinghao untied the haircut apron, and held his hand to let him admire the new hairstyle.

"Wife, how do you like my new hairstyle?"

Lin Yi crushed the pill in his mouth and ate it as candy, and began to appreciate Shen Qinghao's new hairstyle seriously.

In the past, when Shen Qinghao had bangs, he always gave him the feeling of a rebellious teenager in adolescence. Now that there are no bangs, his majestic and delicate facial features have become extremely clear, full of aggression, and even a raised eyebrow or a smile is enough impact.

Can this cat do anything else? It is best at teasing and seducing him. Xu Shi saw that his expression was wrong, so he immediately bent his eyes and smiled at him.

Lin Yi covered Shen Qinghao's eyes with his hands, not daring to look at those obsidian-like eyes.

"Looks good, very good-looking, like a graduated college student." He said.

"Then why are you blocking my eyes?"

Shen Qinghao said sullenly, and took his hands off his face by the way.

"Come on, you? Sit here? Let Comrade Zhang Tony cut your hair too."

Lin Yi sat on the chair and asked the stylist to cut his hair very quietly.

He has no requirements for hairstyles, the basic condition is that he can look at it, and the promotion condition is that he can look past it.

The stylist didn't make too many changes to him, he just cut it a little bit shorter to maintain the original student-like hairstyle.

The night wind is always bitter, blowing away the stars in the sky. The white Porsche drove past the overpass and returned home with the night wind.

The number of parking spaces in their house has changed from two to seven, occupying a neat row of the garage. Lin also got out of the car and saw a brand new Mercedes-Benz S parked in the parking space next to him.

Shen Qinghao walked up to him and said: "The key just arrived, the key is the one I gave you this morning, do you want to or don't? Sit on it now and have a try?"

Lin Yi shook his head, "No, there will always be a chance to open it."

"Tomorrow is the monthly vacation of Mengmeng School, she didn't come back last month..."

Shen Qinghao said clearly: "No problem, I? I'll pick her up tomorrow, and I'll tie her up for you? Come back, you? See if this is okay?"

Lin Yi squeezed his face: "I? I have to go grocery shopping after get off work, so I'll trouble you to pick up Mengmeng alone."

"Okay, you? Just treat me with something delicious."

·

The next day at six o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Qinghao arrived at the junior high school of xx International Middle School on time, and appeared at the school gate in the image of a standard sister-in-law.

Junior high school students wearing winter school uniforms came out of the school gate one by one. Shen Qinghao waited for a long time, and when the school gate was empty, he did not see Li Zimeng who had made an appointment with him to go home.

"Buzz-"

It just so happened that the phone rang at this time, it was an unknown phone number, Shen Qinghao pressed the answer button.

"Hi, here? This is the junior high school of xx International School. Are you Li Zimeng's parent?"

"Yes, I? I'm Li Zimeng's elder brother, what happened?" Shen Qinghao asked with a frown.

"It's true that something small happened. It's not serious. I'm Li Zimeng's head teacher. Could you please come to Office 3-11, Building 3, to discuss your child's education?"

"No problem, I? I'm at the gate of the school now, I? Go there right away."

Shen Qinghao hung up the phone, and stepped into his alma mater again with the anxiety of being called to the office by the teacher because of his child for the first time.

Walking along the corridor to the teacher's office building, Shen Qinghao took the elevator to the 11th floor and knocked on the door of No. 3 teaching room.

"咚咚-"

"Please come in."

Shen Qinghao opened the door and walked in. There was only one female teacher in the room, and Li Zimeng who was huddled on a chair beside her like a quail.

He quickly walked to the teacher and sat down, straightened his back and said respectfully: "Hi teacher, may I ask what happened to my sister..."

The female teacher pushed her glasses, and said in a very kind tone: "Mengmeng's roommate came to me just after school and said that Mengmeng poured cold water on her head at five o'clock every morning...and then went outside to study. ..”

"Studying hard is a good thing, and the child repeatedly told me that Mengmeng didn't make a lot of noise to disturb her to sleep, but the reason why I called you here is to talk about psychological problems. Is Mengmeng still alive? Did you experience mental oppression at home? Or did your family members force her to study? This kind of behavior caused by high mental stress is not good."

Shen Qinghao glanced at Li Zimeng, but couldn't answer for a long time.

Yaoshou, he has no children himself, Li Zimeng was not raised by him alone, why did he ask him such a difficult question.

"No!" Li Zimeng said suddenly, "Teacher, my brothers treat me very well. I haven't been oppressed by my family. I just want to study hard."

"I don't have a good foundation. My brother said that if I want to catch up with others, I have to fly first. That's why I got up early to study. What's more, there will be a competition in the UK after school starts in March next year. I also want to fight for it." spell."

The female teacher asked Li Zimeng again with an emphatic tone: "Is there really no oppression?"

"Teacher! I? My brother is so stupid. He can't do things that oppress me mentally. I? Thank God if I don't oppress him."

Seeing the female teacher turn her head to look at him, Shen Qinghao hastily pushed her cut hair forward, made fake bangs for herself, and showed a naive smile by the way: "Yes, teacher, I? I'm from our family." Bottom..."

The female teacher took a look at them, left a sentence "There will be follow-up unannounced visits and mental examinations" and left with the record sheet.

In the room? Only Shen Qinghao and Li Zimeng were left looking at each other. The young man thought for a while about the picture of Li Zimeng pouring cold water on it with a bald head, and immediately burst out laughing.

"Brother Shen... you? Stop laughing..." Li Zimeng said sullenly.

Shen Qinghao waved his hand, "Don't laugh anymore."

Recalling Lin Yi's lack of family affection, and the family oppression that the female teacher said just now, Shen Qinghao went back and forth in his heart, and sifted out a vague idea.

"Let's go home, you? Brother is still waiting for us to go back for dinner."

"I? Not going back."

"You? You brat, why are you so stubborn? Go away, I? I told you? I'm going to tie you up, too."

Seeing Shen Qinghao reaching out to arrest someone, Li Zimeng hurriedly ran to the chair and hid, "I?

"For that match going to England?" Shen Qinghao asked her.

"Yes! Free tuition, free board and lodging, and a monthly subsidy of [-] RMB! I? I have to be number one even if I die!"

"Little girl, everyone said that you can't die."

"Okay? Well, I? Can give you? Leave money for you? Improve the food, but you have to call your brother? Otherwise, it will make me feel like I don't want to pick you up and go home."

Li Zimeng covered her wig, squatted behind the chair and stretched out her hand, "Give me the phone? I? Call my brother now."

Shen Qinghao unlocked the screen lock with a sigh, clicked on the phone page of "Kiss Wife", handed it to Li Zimeng and asked, "You? People are kind to others like the Virgin Mary, a stubborn little donkey."

"Don't look, donkey is talking about you?"

Li Zimeng took the phone, rolled her big eyes, and finally said in a low voice, "I can't tell you?...Me? Let's just be a donkey."

·

On the other side, W Second Affiliated Hospital, psychiatric clinic.

Lin Yi sat on a chair and watched the chief physician in a white coat come in with a kraft paper bag.

He lied to Shen Qinghao. In fact, he didn't go to buy vegetables, but to see a doctor and prescribe medicine.

"It's getting worse," said the doctor.

"Ah."

"You? You have been receiving drug treatment for several years. Now not only the severe depression has not been cured, but the mania has gone from mild to moderate. How much mental pressure is there?" The doctor looked at his face and sighed.

"My suggestion is to be hospitalized as soon as possible. You can no longer rely solely on drugs. Your drug resistance is already very strong. I almost don't know what medicine to prescribe for you."

"But I can't be hospitalized right now, and there are still very important things to do." Lin Yi said lightly.

"Could you please give me some more? Prescribe some medicine. The sedative is basically useless. I? I want an injectable sedative."

The doctor flipped through the medical records, and sighed non-stop, "I? Give you? Prescribe four sedatives, and you have to be hospitalized if you run out. Otherwise, I can't guarantee what will happen. Young people have to take some responsibility for themselves, right? .”

The author has something to say: A few things to say:

1. Lin Yi's mother will not have any more roles except death.

2. Reality is far more comical than fiction. It is dark and slippery, and society is complicated.

3. Up to now, I am sure and sure that I can get the plot back, and finally it will be a perfect HE, but my sand sculpture dog blood sweet is not just for fun. It is expected that there will be more than [-] chapters to finish the text. It is really dog ​​blood , including but not limited to: death of characters, violent bloodshed, childbirth, mental problems, etc. (in no particular order).

Thanks to the little cuties who accompanied me here, there are thousands of online entertainment, if my literary perception is not good, go to Kangkang, the most important thing is to be happy~~~

感谢在2021-03-1311:41:55~2021-03-1411:39:02期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 6 bottle of Jiufang Chenyue;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!