black swan girlfriend

Emily: "You won't lie to me, will you?"

A little boy came over with an ice cream and raised his head to be picked. Emily picked out a tiramisu flavor and tipped him.

The little boy shook his head, and he introduced himself, "My name is Charlie."

Emily didn't know why, but someone next to her said, "He wants to kiss my pretty sister."

Emily laughed, and kissed him on the cheek.

Satisfied, Little Charlie ran to Wen Mingli.

Emily said, "Connie has a boyfriend."

Little Charlie gave Wen Mingli a regretful look: "If you break up, you can come to me." He generously picked out a strawberry flavored one and handed it over, "To commemorate my first broken love."

Everyone laughed.

Wen Mingli took it over and said, "Thank you."

Emily watched Little Charlie run to the next girl in a dizzy manner: "Continue talking, when the breakup is in progress, who disagrees with the breakup?"

"Never mentioned breaking up..." Wen Mingli could almost imagine Shang Jing's glaring look, and sighed, "She pretended not to hear me when I said it."

Emily: "Then leave him alone! Immediately be single, and hit any man you like!"

It turned into a big party in a short while, and some people came with bubble machines and balloons. The colorful balloons pressed over like clouds, and the man holding the rope smiled brightly.

Wen Mingli took a bite of the ice cream and said, "No...it's a bit confusing now."

What's this?Emily didn't take it seriously, her colleagues were dating two men at the same time.

Emily: "You just have too much sense of morality. If he keeps refusing to agree, why don't you wait until the end of time?" Seeing that Wen Mingli didn't respond, she said, "I haven't met anyone who can make you take the initiative to break up. Is there something wrong with your boyfriend?"

Wen Mingli squinted at her, and Emily quickly added: "Isn't what I'm telling the truth? You've only talked a few times? Your first love is a little lamb. Isn't being with him like raising a son? The last one was a human He looks like a man, but he can't control his lower body, so he'll be divided, according to your conditions, it's not easy to find a man?"

Wen Mingli: "Don't remind me." Being frequently mentioned about her ex-boyfriend is not a pleasant experience. She said in a very light tone: "This one is different."

Seeing Emily approaching to listen to gossip with great interest, Wen Mingli pushed her face with a smile: "Are you a childish ghost?"

Emily: "Say it, let me see who stole Connie's heart."

The sky is very blue and the sun is also good. This kind of weather can't help but remind Wen Mingxiang of his days at the seaside. He is really strange. When we are together, he feels that she is in every possible way bad, and the traces left on his body are also annoying.After the separation, she savored the details of getting along day and night. Even the quarrels when she was angry and the way she raised her eyebrows felt that there were thousands of words hidden in them.

Wen Mingli touched the mark on his neck subconsciously, no one aggravated it, it has grown in the past two days.

She said: "Sometimes it feels good to be with her, but most of the time I want to escape. She is very strong... a tyrant in love, and she doesn't listen to others."

"Jesus." Emily became interested. "Is he a handsome guy? Where did you meet?"

"Overseas, when on a business trip."

"He came with you? No wonder you don't like to talk to me recently. "

Wen Mingxiang recalled the international call that came over on time at [-] o'clock in the middle of the night, and she must turn off the phone today!

Shang Jing must have done it on purpose, she just didn't want to let herself sleep well.She waved Emily away, "Don't come near me."

Emily wanted to ask again, the host clapped her hands and spoke, and the barbecue party officially started.

The host set up two long tables covered with floral tablecloths. Each person was assigned a plate, knife and fork, and boxes of drinks were piled up beside him, and the cartons were torn open for everyone to use.

Simon took off his coat and rolled up his sleeves to help share the meal. The main dish was a large grilled lamb chop, sprinkled with black pepper and rosemary, and the aroma could be smelled from a long distance.

Simon eccentrically gave Wen Mingli a piece of the tenderest meat. He said: "It was roasted a long time ago, but there were more and more people, and it was not enough. They roasted two more, and the first piece was over roasted and hard. Fei Ya, it's not tasty."

Emily was so hungry that she could swallow a cow, and took a piece to eat hard.

Simon said, "I have eight days off for Christmas. Are you going home? Shall I drive over to pick you up?"

There is still a month before Christmas, and Wen Mingli has no plans, so he naturally plans to go back. Although he has been in Los Angeles after graduation, he still rarely goes back to see his parents.

"Where's Alice?"

Simon is now living with his girlfriend, and Old John always asks him when he will get engaged.

"She's going back to her home. Her sister is engaged." Simon shrugged and sighed. "She's always angry. I know she's not satisfied with the status quo, but changing jobs frequently is not a good decision."

With something in her mouth, Emily raised her head and said, "Listen to your tone, I would feel angry too."

The barbecue was mixed with the drink, and the host took out the home-brewed wine. Wen Mingli became groggy after taking two sips. It was Simon who drove the two back.

She propped her head on her hands and looked out of the window. Simon was afraid that two drunks would vomit in the car, and the car windows were left open. The cool wind mixed with the last trace of heat from the day hit her face, and Wen Mingli reached out to brush her messy hair.

A car passed by them, the owner slowed down and lowered the windows, his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Simon yelled, "Dude, watch out for falling."

Wen Mingli turned his face away and put his head on the cushion and squinted.

Alternating hot and cold, my stomach hurt that night and I didn't sleep well.

Wen Mingli took the medicine and leaned on the bedside to sort out the materials, and the phone called again in the middle of the night, and she let the phone ring and stop, stop and ring again.

The cell phone rang more than 20 times unrelentingly, and Wen Mingli connected.

There was a rush of breathing from the other end, and Shang Jing said, "You are so cruel, where do you think I am?"

Knowing that she was being pitiful, but the finger that lifted the book still did not drop, Wen Mingli let out a long sigh of relief, and she followed her will and said, "Where is it?"

"Hospital." Shang Jing looked at the hanging picture in the treatment room, the picture of living in a remote mountain, the color is well drawn, although it is an imitation, it took a lot of effort to collect it.The things in Mr. Qi's collection room can support an exhibition, so it's fine to hide abroad?Andre is an ant.She lowered her eyes: "Accidentally smashed here, the therapist won't let me go, I'm going to be hospitalized, are you never coming back?" She bit her lips, and then thought that Wen Mingli couldn't see and frowned, "Eat I felt nauseous after taking the medicine, my stomach hurts and I couldn’t sleep, they didn’t believe that I was in a relationship, they insisted that it was my fantasy, that my condition was getting worse..."

Shang Jing heard the other party's gentle breathing stop for a while as she wished, and she continued: "They say I'm in love with you..."

The therapist brought Director Wang over, and even though he had just watched Shang Jing go crazy in front of him a few minutes ago, he couldn't help blushing when he heard such lustful words.

Director Wang coughed a few times, and Shang Jing glanced over sharply. He raised his hand and walked over, "I surrender, okay? Don't be angry."

He kicked away the debris under his feet: "You scared others." He cooperated: "Hospital treatment is safe. I will prescribe medicine for you today and observe for two days first. Repeated illness is common. Be patient and don't hurt yourself."

Shang Jing put down the phone.

She said with a cold face: "You talk too much, fake! Are you stupid?"

The therapist reluctantly closed the door under Director Wang's signal, and walked in with a broom not long after, only to find that the two were sitting far away, and Director Wang was making tea.

Director Wang: "Do you need this job?"

The therapist let out a guilty heck, swept the debris back and forth several times and hurried out.

Director Wang said after watching the people go out, "I didn't mean you. You are almost well. Why are you angry? You are happy when the cycle of the disease is accelerating? Have you forgotten the suffering you suffered in the past?"

Shang Jing held the phone with impatience in her eyes. Director Wang: "Okay, okay, sit down and talk."

He took the test sheet and said: "The brain function test showed obvious signs of BP... Do you still agree to join the experimental group? I have applied for you before, and I have seen that there is no problem with the medication. The main thing is clinical care." .”

Shang Jing asked back: "Do you think I need a psychological placebo?"

No need.

Director Wang even knew that Shang Jiantao had hired a hypnotist from abroad, but none of this had any effect on Shang Jing.

Psychological hypnosis is not as magical as described in movies and TV shows. It mainly helps patients build a mental barrier through language hints, but it has a positive effect, which means that it can also profit from the black zone.

He still remembers that his first psychology major was biological science.

The half-haired professor stood on the podium and said: "Psychology is science, not theology. Physical injury, drug injury, and even language environment changes may cause psychological problems. When you embark on this road in the future, you will know how to judge a person. No disease is not based on various tables, people will lie, but the body will not."

He thought of Shang Jing's mood swings, throwing things at people and things angrily for a while, and sitting there straight apologizing to others, how much is true and how much is false?But now the results are out, no matter what happened before, it is a big problem now.

Long-term psychological hints that the body will also get used to it.

Director Wang: "Then tell me, how can I help you?" He handed over the cup of tea, which was the high-grade Biluochun tea brought back by a colleague on a business trip, and the air was full of cool mist.He tentatively asked, "Wen Mingli?"

Shang Jing pressed his hand to put the teacup on the table, and the room was so quiet that she could hear the echo of ceramics hitting wood, she said: "If you don't drink, why do you have to follow me every time you play any cards? I won't fight this time."

She smiled and said, "Do you think I'll believe you after just a few words? I know how to cure it, prescribe medicine, and then tell Qi Yue'e that if she wants me to help, she will act like a beggar. She dared to force me to come to the hospital today." , I will dare to send her to the mental hospital tomorrow, after all, my illness comes from the matriarchal line."

She smiled and said: "After all, I didn't inherit my money from her. If you want to use it, don't act like a savior to me. I can't wait to eat their meat."