handicapped god, 666

When they went to watch the Crusade, although they lived in the same room, they slept in different beds, which is completely different from sleeping in the same bed now.

The torment and entanglement I have suffered are not on the same level.

Han Lin wanted to refuse at first, but when he looked up and saw the tiredness on Ding Yang's face, he was afraid that he would have to continue the stalemate, so he could only bite the bullet and agree.

Perhaps, there are still some hidden thoughts that are unknown.

In short, Han Lin was the only one who was struggling. Ding Yang didn't realize what was wrong. After taking a bath, his body was still steaming, so he jumped on the bed and went to bed.

Seeing that his hair was still wet, Han Lin knew that Ding Yang probably didn't pay much attention to it, so he simply took the towel and waved at Ding Yang.

When Ding Yang saw Han Lin holding a towel, he knew what he was going to do. He wanted to refuse at first, but when he looked up at someone's serious face, he was so scared that he didn't even dare to say anything, and he crawled to the end of the bed. Send it to the head obediently.

Han Lin, who directly attacked someone from wanting to refuse to accepting obediently, was in a slightly complicated mood, but it seemed that he had acquired the correct way to use his serious face.

Ding Yang's hair was soft and fluffy. It was not tidy at ordinary times, and it was always messy like a bird's nest. Han Lin stood at the end of the bed and brushed Ding Yang's hair. Feeling the obedience of the people under his hands, his eyes could not help but darken.

After a long while, Ding Yang's hair was all fluffed up, and Han Lin stopped doing it.

Ding Yang noticed that the force on his head was leaving, and was about to tell Han Lin to take a bath quickly, but when he was on the verge of speaking, he suddenly remembered that Han Lin hadn't changed his clothes.

"Senior, hurry up and take a shower, I'll find some clothes for you to change."

As he said that, he quickly jumped out of the bed, and his white thighs that had been put on shorts were exposed in front of people so unsuspectingly. Ding Yang went to the closet early, rummaged, and finally found looser clothes and shorts. Take it up and compare it with Korea and Korea.

Han Lin was much taller than him, but the clothes and shorts could barely fit.

"This one should be wearable." He handed the clothes to Han Lin, completely unaware that the eyes of someone on the opposite side shifted slightly and did not fall on him.

After Han Lin took a shower, Ding Yang was lying flat on the bed, huddled under the quilt, defenseless.

There was a slight pause in the footsteps at the door of the bathroom. After a long while, Han Lin turned off the light and lay down on the bed lightly.

Not long after Han Lin lay down, Ding Yang beside him opened his eyes.

Although he felt a little tired before, he had been sleeping from afternoon to night after all. Now when he lay down, he didn't feel sleepy at all, and couldn't fall asleep at all. He could only keep his eyes open in the darkness, looking at the ceiling.

But in fact, Ding Yang knew the real reason why he couldn't fall asleep.

Although for most people, it is possible to recover from their low mood after a night of sleep, his problem is still a bit more serious after all. Even after waking up, he behaved quite normally, but deep down , there is still a place that has been unable to reply for a long time.

He stared at the ceiling for a long time without taking his eyes off at all, until the person beside him suddenly made a sound.

"Can't sleep?"

Ding Yang was taken aback by the sudden voice, and then realized that the other party was still awake, so he responded softly, "Yes."

After he responded, Ding Yang felt Han Lin beside him turn over, from flat to side, facing him.

Ding Yang was still lying flat and didn't move. Han Lin who was lying next to him fell silent after asking that sentence.

He obviously didn't speak, but when he knew that the people beside him were awake, Ding Yang's mood seemed to calm down again.

The quiet atmosphere lasted for a long time, so long that Ding Yang thought Han Lin had fallen asleep, after all, the other party's breathing was very steady.

Even so, Ding Yang still opened his mouth and said to himself, "I'm going to see a doctor."

When he finished saying this sentence, which seemed to be a determined decision, he was about to go to sleep in peace, when the person beside him who he thought had fallen asleep suddenly said "Huh?"

Ding Yang was taken aback for a moment, and then realized that the other party was not asleep, and also realized that the other party was puzzled by his words.

He pulled up the quilt covering his body and covered his nose, making his voice muffled.

"Because, I am not reconciled."

Ding Yang didn't really remember what Ding Yang and Han Lin said later, he didn't even know when he fell asleep, maybe he didn't say anything, that's why he didn't remember.

When he woke up the next day, Ding Yang was woken up by the heat.

The night before, Ding Yang specially gave Han Lin another quilt, one for each of them, but somehow he slept. When he woke up in the morning, his quilt fell under the bed, but he and Han Lingai shared the same quilt.

Being covered with the same quilt as others would not wake up Ding Yang. After all, the weather is getting colder and the quilt is thin, so it won't be hot.He felt hot because he was in Han Lin's arms, and Han Lin's arms were on his back, and his legs were crossed, which made Ding Yang's head blank for a moment when he got up.

Could it be that after getting out of the small bed and starting to sleep in the big bed, his sleeping appearance became worse?

It was probably because his quilt was under the bed, and he was in someone else's quilt, so Ding Yang felt that he rolled over on his own initiative, and never thought of other possibilities.

Because of this, Ding Yang was a little embarrassed when facing Han Lin, but he didn't think much about it after all. After another day, his attitude towards Han Lin was the same as usual - like a primary school student facing a teacher.

Now that he decided to receive treatment, Ding Yang naturally did not avoid it as before.

He picked a time when there was no class and made an appointment in advance. When the day of the appointment came, Ding Yang showed up as scheduled.

Ding Yang raised his eyes and looked at the single-family house in front of him, which looked like an ordinary family. He looked down at the business card in his hand, confirmed that the address was correct, and pressed the bell.

After reporting his name, Ding Yang entered the room smoothly. A middle-aged man with gold-rimmed glasses and a gentle temperament greeted him with a gentle smile. The moment he reached the other party, he disappeared.

"Mr. Ding, nice to meet you." The other party's tone was not in a hurry, calm and gentle, as if entertaining friends who often came, natural and not alienated.

Ding Yang greeted him, then followed him into a large study.

There is a large floor-to-ceiling window in the big study, facing the garden. In the afternoon, sunlight slanted in through the floor-to-ceiling windows and fell on the ground in front of the window.

There was a sofa in the middle of the study that looked very comfortable. Ding Yang followed the other party's instructions and sat down, and the other party sat down together not far from him.

Only then did Ding Yang realize where he was again.

He pursed his lips slightly, then stuffed the business card he had been holding back into his pocket.

On that business card, it was written in black print——Psychological Counselor He Yuanlu.