Red Dust and Sand Sculpture

There was one last chicken wing left on the plate.

Li Xiangfu specially brushed a layer of light honey on the outside, the color is attractive, and you can imagine the crispy taste when you eat it just by looking at it.

Li Xichun pinched it accurately without giving in, maintaining a noble and glamorous posture to remove the bones, not caring at all about the different complexions of the people around him.

"Cross male...not female?" Chen Han murmured again, then suddenly asked: "What about Xiaoxiao?"

Li Xichun's eyes did not move, and he continued to peel the chicken wing bones quietly.Not long ago, Li Xiangfu was kicked out of the house for a long time, and she had heard some reasons why.

After enjoying the delicacy of the tender meat, Li Xichun rubbed the oil on his fingertips and said slowly, "An adopted daughter, what qualifications does she have to be included in our family?"

Chen Han subconsciously raised his neck to argue: "How can you say that about Xiaoxiao?"

Li Xichun threw away the tissue, folded his arms and said, "She doesn't have the same household registration as us, so what can't I say?"

Chen Han is clumsy and clumsy, all kinds of feelings are intertwined in his heart for a while, and he sympathizes with Xiaoxiao's life experience, and the scene of Li Xiangfu saving himself keeps playing in his mind.

As a purely visual creature, Liu Yu's friend is very straightforward, still thinking about Li Xiangfu's legs.

In the chaotic scene, Liu Yu smoothed things over: "It's getting late, let's go back."

Friends nodded.

Seeing them get up to get their coats, Li Xichun called out 'Aunt Zhang': "Please call Xiangfu and let him come down to give them off."

There was still Mr. Li sitting in the living room, and the basic etiquette had to be kept in mind. Afterwards, Li Xichun had a few conversations with them, and did not retire until Li Xiangfu went downstairs. '

Chen Han and his son didn't stay too long, Liu Yu left with his friends, Chen's father also began to say goodbye to Mr. Li, and said with a smile: "Come to the resort when you have time, the feedback on our new spa project is not bad."

Mr. Li responded with a smile.

As soon as the people left, the living room became deserted in an instant. Aunt Zhang came to clear the table and said with emotion: "The life of studying abroad has trained people. This cooking level is much better than mine."

After talking too much all night, Mr. Li leaned on the sofa a little tiredly, coughing suggestively.

Li Xiangfu understood, walked over and sat down beside him.

Mr. Li opened his eyes slightly, squinted at the past and said, "Chen Han has different attitudes before and after the two visits, so you have nothing to say?"

Just like meeting with a number, Li Xiangfu has recently used absurd methods to cover up absurdities.

"No, I wanted to talk about something else," he kept short. "I've had two therapists, and you'll probably see them in the house a lot from tomorrow."

Mr. Li frowned.

Li Xiangfu further explained: "I have not been in a good state of mind recently, so I specially invited someone to do targeted analysis and treatment."

Before, he would deliberately go out every day and stay outside for five hours, but because he had almost no friends, he usually attended some party activities to pass the time, and he was not comfortable at home.

After listening, Mr. Li closed his eyes: "Try to get people to come during the day, and the identity must be investigated."

He also felt that Li Xiangfu was not in the right state, otherwise he would not have invited Dr. Norton, who would have thought that he would almost lead a wolf into the room.

·

Early the next morning, Mr. Li contacted Chen Han's father and went to recuperate for a vacation, preparing to enjoy a weekend.

When Li Xichun heard that two psychiatrists were coming to his family, he felt irritated, so he and Li Huaichen simply followed. Li Anqing stayed in the room alone, not knowing what she was doing.

Thinking that there was no one at home, Li Xiangfu arranged a day off for Aunt Zhang.

The psychiatrist came very early, and even caught up with Li Xiangfu's morning piano playing, and at the same time witnessed the strange scene of adults and children exchanging philosophy for several minutes.

When Li Xiangfu returned to the house with the piano in his arms, two psychologists sat in the courtyard and talked: "Could it be a genetic problem?"

It has nothing to do with ridicule, some genes are born to have an impact on behavior, such as anti-social personality, many of them are congenital genes, and there is a possibility of heredity.

For a six-year-old child to have this kind of conversation, it is absolutely not possible to achieve it by imitation.

"It's hard to be sure, we can only continue to observe."

……

It was embroidery time in the morning, and Li Xiangfu was not used to other people entering his room, so he moved things out and sat in the courtyard to embroider.

"Father, you don't have any water today." Li Shasha reminded.

Li Xiangfu nodded and looked at the psychiatrist: "I remember that this profession has strict confidentiality requirements."

"Unless there are special circumstances, leaking secrets is illegal."

After getting a definite answer, Li Xiangfu calmly logged into the trumpet, stood on the stone and switched to a gentle female voice, but the words were straight and full of pride and ambition when he spoke, and when he finished reciting a long paragraph, his voice became brighter at the end:

"...let the storm come

Be more violent! "

After about 30 seconds of emptiness, he added another voice softly: "I hope this poem can lift everyone's spirits."

The soft tone seemed to melt the bones, the psychiatrist's blood boiled but his face remained unchanged, asking why he did so.

Li Shasha answered quickly: "Comparison is the best way to highlight the ecstasy of the last sentence."

"That's not what people asked." Li Xiangfu rubbed his head helplessly, and said, "I use the trumpet because I need to get some information from the group members."

The therapist only cares about the point: "This way..."

"He pushed it." Li Xiangfu glanced at Li Shasha and told the truth.

In the face of unexpected reasons, the doctor in the heart used professional knowledge as much as possible to conduct further analysis in private.

When Li Xiangfu was cooking at noon, Li Shasha went to the kitchen, closed the door and asked, "What if they leak the secret?"

Li Xiangfu didn't raise his head to chop the vegetables: "Then you have to show evidence, if you really do that, Qin Jin will not let these two people go."

After the numbering incident, the outside world was skeptical about Xiaoxiao's existence, and it didn't matter if one more person expressed his opinion.As soon as the meal was on the table, Mr. Li called and said that the resort had encountered two stunned young men who came to get their numbers, so he had to be mentally prepared.

Li Xiangfu pondered for a moment, then called Chen Han.

It was flattering to hear his voice over there.

Li Xiangfu deliberately showed strength, and asked: "You came to the door suddenly that day, did you hear what Li Tangtang said?"

Li Xiangfu was able to determine the answer from the nervous repeated words like 'uh' and 'um', but he said softly: "Forget it, I won't make things difficult for you, don't take it to heart."

After all, hang up the phone and leave room for imagination over there.

Li Shasha stood aside: "Father, you are not fighting alone, you still have Xiaoxiao, it's really easy to win against Li Tangtang."

"Qin Jiayu is the source of the disaster." Li Xiangfu paused and asked, "Didn't you have a preliminary idea, how long will it take to perfect it?"

Li Shasha: "For a one-month vacation, I will do it as soon as possible."

"..."

Li Xiangfu sent a meal upstairs to Li Anqing, and then called the psychologist who was discussing in the courtyard to come in for lunch.

In the afternoon, he chose to read in the study. The psychiatrist briefly recorded the books that Li Xiangfu usually likes to read, and then quietly withdrew without further interruption.

"We might be able to have a conversation with that kid."

"Okay, generally the thinking logic of father and son is similar."

It seemed to be raining at night, and it was only four or five o'clock, and the sky became dark and heavy. The thick lead clouds completely annihilated the last ray of sunlight, and the air was stuffy and oppressive.

In the courtyard, a small figure sat under the fountain and meditated, constantly recalling the feedback he got when he touched Qin Jiayu's body at Su Tao's engagement banquet.In terms of theory, no one can beat Li Shasha, not even Li Xiangfu.

After a while, he began to recall the code arrangement on the crystal, trying to reverse the working principle of the other party's system.

There are hundreds of millions of numbers flashing alternately in his mind, Li Shasha caught a certain point, and opened his eyes suddenly.The two doctors who had just stepped into the courtyard were caught off guard by a pair of green eyes, and saw that they were full of densely packed dots.

...the legs instantly went limp.

The psychiatrist couldn't move away, swallowed hard, and asked after recovering his voice, "Did you see it?"

"It seems..." Another person dazedly said: "There is a green light." After a pause, he continued: "Actually, it is the refraction of sunlight, isn't it?"

Both sides raised their heads at the same time, the sky was so cloudy that the sun could not be seen at all.

Guessing that there was a little negligence due to too much concentration, Li Shasha stood up with an unchanged expression.

"Two uncles," he said softly, "Are you here for a walk?"

The doctor has a strong mental quality, and nodded as calmly as possible: "It's time to work, your father is reading in the study, remember to tell him we're leaving first."

"Okay." Li Shasha's voice did not have any emotional ups and downs.

Not daring to appear too anxious, the two barely raised their legs to maintain a constant speed, walked out of the villa door smoothly, and almost fled afterward.

·

Slender waist and long legs, flowing movements... The scene at the racetrack made Li Xiang very angry.

Even Qin Jin was so busy that he almost lived in the rest room of the company, he had watched this video.

The landline on the table rang suddenly, and something was said there, Qin Jin put down the pen in his hand: "Let him in."

The office door was not closed. Not long after, a young man with a slightly nervous expression appeared. He symbolically knocked on the door and came in. The secretary brought a cup of coffee and left to close the door.

"It's troublesome to interrupt suddenly," Chen Han said awkwardly: "I thought about this, it's almost time to get off work, so I shouldn't be busy."

Qin Jin interrupted him: "To make a long story short, I hope to keep the conversation to 5 minutes."

Chen Han tried his best to relieve the tension: "I heard that Mr. Qin recently borrowed from the Li family..." He hesitated for a while before continuing: "Have you met the adopted daughter of the Li family?"

After a long while without hearing an answer, my heart that had just calmed down began to beat violently again: "I'm not afraid of your jokes, I have a crush on Xiaoxiao..."

As for the fact that he might also have a crush on Li Xiangfu, he couldn't say anything about it.Entanglement can drive a person crazy, and Chen Han occasionally even hopes that these two are the same person.

Qin Jin lowered his head and signed the document, not bothering to listen: "Behavior is reckless, lacks assertiveness, no wonder your father would rather train a person in charge from the company."

"I……"

"It's five minutes." Qin Jin called the secretary to come in: "Help me see off the guests."

Hanging his head in frustration all the way, the elevator went down to the first floor, and just as Chen Han was about to walk out, he couldn't help being taken aback when he saw the people outside.

After racking his brains for a long time, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "Li Xiangfu's psychiatrist?"

The psychiatrist smiled wryly: "It won't be soon."

Chen Han was curious: "Why?"

Some people will not believe what they say, and they are not sure whether it is because of the refraction of the fountain or something, and finally said in a deep voice: "Because of materialism, before meeting this customer, we used to be firm materialists. By."

Chen Han heard that he felt sorry for each other: "I understand. You are surrounded by such people every day, so you must have some ideas."

The psychiatrist was surprised: "Don't you also..."

Chen Han nodded, looking sad: "I have been a firm materialist all my life, only you, I would like to have an afterlife... When I heard this sentence for the first time when I was a child, I felt very romantic, but now I can only say, If there is an afterlife!"

Yu Bi let out a long sigh and left.

The two psychiatrists looked at each other silently, and instantly understood... this is a love brain.

Walking into the special elevator, there were no stops for more than ten floors in a row. Soon, the two stood opposite Qin Jin's desk.

"Sorry, we can't do the job."

"Reason." Qin Jin finally suspended his work, and asked after a moment of pondering, "Is it because of Li Xiangfu?"

"No, it's personal reasons," the psychiatrist quickly explained, "Mr. Li is a very good person, and he is very considerate of others."

Thinking of Chen Han who had just left, Qin Jin snorted softly: "So, you fell in love with him too?"

Also thinking of Chen Han who had just left, the two psychiatrists looked at each other again and realized:

Oh, and it's also a love brain.

The author has something to say: Psychiatrist: We used to be materialistic.

Chen Han: Looking forward to an afterlife.

Psychiatrist: We are not up to the job.

Qin Jin: How dare you fall in love with him.

Psychiatrist: ... Fuck!