Unbearable

After Lin Rui left, Ji Zhonghan turned off the lights in the room one by one, finally opened the curtains, and sat on the sofa behind the window.

He silently looked at the rain scene outside, trying not to think about anything.

Just imagining that Feng Qi might be in a car accident because of him, Ji Zhonghan felt that his internal organs were all messed up.

He couldn't tell whether it was out of guilt, afraid that Feng Qi would be hurt because of him, or because he felt uncomfortable hearing that Feng Qi was not doing well.

To a large extent, no matter whether Feng Qi was involved in the car accident because of him or not, he is also responsible for how Feng Qi fell to that point afterwards.

So this is the reason why he was always not so confident and kept giving in when facing Feng Qi.

Moreover, Feng Qi has no reason not to hate him.

Ji Zhonghan bent down and buried his face in his hands, unable to raise his head for a long time.

It rained all night that night, so that the outdoor shooting on the second day was affected.

The weather forecast says that a typhoon is approaching. It is recommended that all citizens stay at home and do not go out.

The program team told everyone in the work group that the shooting was suspended and everyone stayed in the room to rest.

After Ji Zhonghan received the news, he stopped preparing to go out.

Not long after, he broadcast a video call with Lin Yu on WeChat.

In the last interview, Lin Yu gave him a good feeling. Although the results of the consultation were not immediate, he felt better than the psychiatrists he had seen before.

Lin Yu made an appointment with him for an interview, but because of Ji Zhonghan's work, the interview was changed to a video call in the end.

During the call, they chatted a lot like last time, and the atmosphere was relaxed.

At this moment, the signboard of an unknown store outside the window was blown off, making a loud noise.

Ji Zhonghan trembled all over, and subconsciously looked out the window.

Lin Yu stopped talking, and when Ji Zhonghan focused his attention on the phone again, Lin Yu said: "Mr. Ji, I found that you are a little different today."

"How to say?" Ji Zhonghan said.

Lin Yu said gently: "You've been a little nervous, and you don't look well rested, do you hate rain?"

Ji Zhonghan didn't expect Lin Yu to be so sharp, and he accurately discovered what was wrong with him just through the video interview.

He moved uneasily and said, "I don't like it a little."

Lin Yu said in a soothing tone: "Mr. Ji, don't be nervous."

Ji Zhonghan licked his slightly dry lips, and said in a low voice, "I'm not nervous."

This time the conversation was not very pleasant.

Ever since Lin Yu asked that question, Ji Zhonghan's defenses had instantly escalated. No matter how Lin Yu tried to communicate with him later, Ji Zhonghan looked absent-minded.

In fact, Ji Zhonghan knew that patients like him were the most troublesome.

A psychiatrist needs to find the patient's crux before he can prescribe the right medicine and teach him how to face these things that cannot be faced.

Every traumatic patient has an unspeakable secret in his heart.

Ji Zhonghan also has this secret, which he can't tell Lin Yu yet.

After finishing the call with Lin Yu, Ji Zhonghan went to the refrigerator to take out beer, trying to get himself drunk.

But with things like alcohol, the more you want to get yourself drunk, the more sober you will be.

Just like some memories, the more you try to forget them, the clearer they will become.

When Feng Qi and Wen Yuan were together, it was the time when he had the most troubles.

Wen Yuan is beautiful and famous, so he is easily entangled by strange people.

Feng Qi will always be responsible for dealing with these people, so that every time he comes to see Ji Zhonghan, he will be somewhat injured.

It was the same day, when he came out of the examination room, he saw Feng Qi sitting on the heavy motorcycle with a small cake in his hand.

Ji Zhonghan happily ran to Feng Qi, and when he got closer, he saw the bruise on the corner of Feng Qi's mouth, and Ji Zhonghan's face changed.

Feng Qi smiled at him, wanted to touch his hair, and asked how he was doing in the exam.

Ji Zhonghan reached out and slapped Feng Qi's palm away, then turned away silently.

Feng Qi pushed the cart and followed him: "What's wrong with you? Why are you angry?"

Ji Zhonghan clenched the strap of his schoolbag tightly, stopped and said, "Did I tell you not to fight? Not only are you going to fight now, but you are also injured all day long. Qi Qi! Do you still look like a student?"

Feng Qi didn't explain too much, but just chased Ji Zhonghan to tell him not to be angry.

He also coaxed Ji Zhonghan with the small cake in his hand and fed him.

Just as Ji Zhonghan was about to open his mouth to say something, Feng Qi stuffed a bite of cake into his mouth.

The sweet and creamy taste blooms on the tip of the tongue, it is Ji Zhonghan's favorite cake.Ji Zhonghan was stunned for a while, forgetting what he wanted to say.

Feng Qi wiped off the cream from the corner of his mouth with his thumb: "Is it delicious?"

Ji Zhonghan nodded obediently.

Because of the delicious food in this restaurant, there are always many people queuing up.

No one can be mad at someone who worked so hard to buy you a cake.

After Ji Zhonghan finished eating the cake, he took Feng Qi home and led him into his room. There was a small medicine box in his room, which was specially prepared for Feng Qi.

There is often no one in Feng Qi's house, even if he is injured, no one will pay attention to him.

Ji Zhonghan has changed from a person who is afraid of blood to a small expert who can deal with wounds skillfully, and Feng Qi really contributed to this.

This time, Feng Qi's injuries were not limited to the corners of his mouth, but also a lot of bruises on his waist and abdomen.

While dealing with it, Ji Zhonghan muttered: "Who did you fight with again this time? Is it because of Wen Yuan?"

Feng Qi took off his shirt, stretched his arms back, exposing his waist and abdomen, and asked Ji Zhonghan to rub the medicated oil on him.

Ji Zhonghan didn't hear Feng Qi's denial, so he had no choice but to persuade him: "It's not good to fight so often, or tell the teacher, or communicate with Wen Yuan's parents."

Feng Qi shook his head: "No."

"Why can't it work?" Ji Zhonghan was about to get angry again.

This kind of matter should not be handled by themselves, it is better to leave it to adults.

Feng Qi only said: "I have to protect her."

Ji Zhonghan remembered that Lin Xiaoyan said that Wen Yuan was a single-parent family: "Are you afraid that her mother can't handle this alone?"

Feng Qi asked in surprise, "What?"

Ji Zhonghan explained: "Lin Xiaoyan, I told you about the girl who had a good time with me, she told me."

Feng Qi lay down: "Wen Yuan doesn't have a mother, she only has a father, your classmate made a mistake."

"Isn't dad better? Which dad doesn't love his daughter." Ji Zhonghan said.

Feng Qi sighed: "Things are not as simple as you think."

Ji Zhonghan asked again, but Feng Qi refused to speak again.

Feng Qi turned to another topic, saying that tomorrow is the weekend and he wants to go camping. Ji Zhonghan asked casually, "Is Wen Yuan going too?"

In his understanding, now that Feng Qi and Wen Yuan are lovers, going out to have fun should also be done by everyone.

Unexpectedly, Feng Qi glanced at him and said, "You can let her go if you want."

Ji Zhonghan said nervously: "I didn't, I just..."

Feng Qi stood up, not to mention listening to his explanation.

Ji Zhonghan's medicated oil: "Where are you going? It hasn't been processed yet."

"Don't do it, go back to sleep!" Feng Qi said without turning his head.

Ji Zhonghan was not used to Feng Qi's bad temper either. After washing his hands, he went downstairs and told Mei Yuling that he might go out to play tomorrow and not go home.

As for going out to play, as long as she knows that Ji Zhonghan is going out with Feng Qi, Mei Yuling won't worry too much.

Ji Guangping went on a business trip recently, and only Ji Zhonghan and Mei Yuling were at home.

During the meal, Ji Zhonghan said with concern: "Mom, it's okay for you to be alone at home."

Mei Yuling shot him a look: "Don't let me worry about you, little monster, when you go out, I'll be fine."

On the second day, Mei Yuling helped him pack the things he might need for camping and sent him out of the house.

As soon as he went out, Ji Zhonghan saw Feng Qi who had disappeared all night and had two extra dark circles standing at the door, waiting for him sullenly.

For some reason, Ji Zhonghan also lost his temper. Feng Qi was not in a good mood, and Ji Zhonghan didn't coax him, so he just turned a blind eye.

When he got to the place, he found that Wen Yuan brought another little sister of hers.

This made Ji Zhonghan heaving a sigh of relief, if he was alone with the young lovers, then he really didn't know what to do.

When grilling, Ji Zhonghan's baked goods are given priority to the two girls to eat first, after all, women are given priority.

Feng Qi is a bit addicted to cigarettes today, and he will go to smoke not far away in a while, and he doesn't help at all.

Wen Yuan seemed to sense that the atmosphere was not right, and said to Feng Qi: "What's the matter with you, you don't even come over to help."

Feng Qi lazily said: "Isn't Zhong Han doing a good job, let him behave in front of you more."

This yin and yang strangeness really made Ji Zhonghan unhappy.

But he refrained from speaking, because he knew that arguing now would only embarrass Wen Yuan and her friends.

Throughout the day, Feng Qi has been very strange and doesn't talk much.

Occasionally, when Ji Zhonghan wanted to tell Wen Yuan some interesting stories about Feng Qi's childhood, Feng Qi would say, "I don't remember, I haven't had this incident before, and I am quite uncooperative."

At night, when the tents were divided, Feng Qi suddenly said that he wanted to build an extra tent, and he wanted to sleep in one alone.

Ji Zhonghan's anger that had been suppressed all day finally broke out, but he didn't say anything, he just said that he would go to a nearby canteen to buy some water after he cooperated with Feng Qi to set up two tents.

Then Ji Zhonghan took the phone directly, came to the main road with a bag on his back, and took a taxi back.

On the way back, it started to rain.

There was thunder, and the weather was as bad as Ji Zhonghan's mood.

When he was in the car, he sent a message to Feng Qi, saying that he was not staying here for the night and asked Feng Qi to sleep in the big tent by himself.

After sending, Ji Zhonghan turned off his mobile phone, he didn't want to answer Feng Qi's call, and he didn't want to see what the other party sent him on WeChat.

The camping location was a bit far from home, and when Ji Zhonghan arrived home, it was already 01:30.

He was worried that he would disturb Mei Yuling's sleep, so he would walk in lightly when entering the door.

But when passing by the restaurant on the first floor, Ji Zhonghan was stunned.

Because he saw a black nightdress on the dining table, which was very short and very sexy.

A moan came faintly from the second floor, Ji Zhonghan thought to himself, could it be that Ji Guangping is back?

He knew that his parents had a very good relationship, but it still made him very embarrassed to face them face to face.

Ji Zhonghan walked up the stairs, but the more he listened, the more he felt something was wrong.

Because this movement... came from his room.

Standing in the corridor, Ji Zhonghan saw that the door of his room was ajar, revealing a corner of the end of the bed.

However, the floor-to-ceiling windows beside the bed are so clear, reflecting everything on the bed.

Candles were lit in the room, and the flickering candlelight clearly illuminated the entangled figures on the bed.

The man pulls the woman's hair and asks her how she feels in her son's bed.

Mei Yuling's face was flushed, and she moaned loudly.

He had never seen Mei Yuling's expression like this, it was unrestrained and exaggerated to the point of disgusting.

Ji Zhonghan covered his mouth, he felt the blood vessels in his temple rumbling, he would almost spit it out as soon as he opened his mouth.

At this moment, a thunderstorm lit up the sky, and Ji Zhonghan clearly saw the face of the man who was pressing on his mother.

The outline of that face was very similar to that of Feng Qi.

He is Feng Xinglu.