The white cut black boss is pretending to be pitiful again

Ji Sangyan slept very deeply this time, and didn't wake up until sunset.

The curtains of the bedroom's floor-to-ceiling windows were not drawn tightly, and a golden light playfully penetrated through the narrow gap and sprinkled on the clean and clean tiled floor.

Adds some warmth to a shady bedroom.

After quietly staring at the sun for a while, Ji Sangyan closed his eyes, and after a while, struggled to sit up from the bed.

Looking around, Liang Huai was not in the room.

Probably because of staying up late last night and crying again this morning, even after sleeping all day, he still feels very tired.

But this time he couldn't sleep.

Rubbing his brows, he lifted the quilt, took a coat and put it on, and walked outside.

The servants at home have all gone, and the upstairs is a bit eerie.

Ji Sangyan walked all the way forward, slowly descending the stairs holding the handrail of the stairs, and when he reached the corner, he faintly heard someone talking downstairs.

"Liang, I understand your concerns, but I still suggest you go abroad for treatment."

He paused, unconsciously exerting force on the armrest.

It was the voice of Liang Huai's personal doctor.

"Yes, you can relieve your emotions by being around him, but you have to know that it is only relief. The knot in your heart has not been opened yet, and his function is just to make you feel less uncomfortable."

The doctor said earnestly in broken Chinese: "Besides, didn't you lose control once in front of him? Can you be sure that you won't hurt him the next time you lose control?"

The living room was silent for a long time.

"I see, you go back first." It was Liang Huai's voice.

There was a bit of fatigue in the indifferent voice.

Robert sighed: "Liang, I'm your doctor. I want you to be healthy more than anyone else. If you think about it, call me anytime, and I'll help you make an appointment for the best psychotherapy hospital."

Liang Huai did not answer the call.

Robert seemed to have gotten used to his way of communicating, and turned away with a sigh.

Liang Huai sat on the sofa with his legs crossed, propped his right hand on the sofa, and gently kneaded his brows.

After a while, he let out a long sigh of relief, and reached for the cigarette case on the coffee table.

Just as he was about to open it, a beautiful hand flashed past his eyes and quickly snatched the cigarette case from his hand.

Looking up, Ji Sangyan was looking down at him with displeasure.

"Didn't you say you don't smoke anymore?"

Seeing Ji Sangyan, the corners of Liang Huai's mouth raised slightly unconsciously.

"I just took it, I didn't intend to smoke it." He reached for the cigarette case in Ji Sangyan's hand, threw it on the coffee table, and pulled Ji Sangyan to sit on his lap, rubbing against it like a big dog Ji Sangyan's neck: "When did you wake up?"

Ji Sangyan looked down at him, and asked directly for a moment, "Why don't you go abroad for treatment?"

Liang Huai tightened his hand unconsciously.

"Because I can't bear it."

As for what they were reluctant to part with, the two of them knew it well.

Treatment of mental illness is not easy, Liang Huai doesn't know what the result of the treatment will be, and he doesn't know if he can really survive it.

If he gets sick during treatment...

Then he would never see Ji Sangyan again.

Sensing him trembling, Ji Sangyan froze for a moment, then hugged him and comforted him softly: "I'm just asking, don't be afraid."

Liang Huai sniffed and asked him sullenly, "You won't force me to go abroad, will you?"

"Yeah." He stroked Liang Huai along his hair: "If you don't want to go, don't go."

After a while, he said again: "However, I still hope that you can receive treatment. Can I make an appointment with a psychiatrist for you?"

The person in the arms is obedient: "As long as you don't drive me away, I will listen to you."

Although there are elements of coaxing Ji Sangyan, there is also a bit of sincerity in it.

As long as Ji Sangyan stays by his side obediently, he can really listen to Ji Sangyan for everything.

Just as he was thinking, Ji Sangyan suddenly heard a "grunt" sound from his stomach.

The sound was especially loud against the background of the quiet environment.

The two were stunned at the same time.

Liang Huai looked up at Ji Sangyan: "Hungry?"

If you haven't eaten for a day, you will be hungry.

"Anything to eat?"

Liang Huai raised his eyebrows, and squeezed Ji Sangyan's waist restlessly: "If I feed my brother, can he feed me too?"

After getting along for so long, Ji Sangyan has figured out Liang Huai's careful thoughts.

Generally, when you start to say such ambiguous words, you just want it.

Ji Sangyan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and squeezed his cheek angrily: "How do you say hello? The kind that was stuffed into your mouth?"

Liang Huai's eyes were cold, and he licked the corner of his mouth: "If brother wants to, I can't."

Ji Sangyan's ears turned red when he saw it.

"What nonsense, hurry up and cook."

Liang Huai held the back of his head, and forcefully bit his mouth: "It's a deal, don't go back on your word."

Before Ji Sangyan could react, he pinched his butt and got up and ran away.

Looking at the back of Liang Huai fleeing in despair, Ji Sangyan raised his hand to touch the place he kissed just now, and smiled helplessly.

This shameless character...is exactly the same as when he was a child.

Liang Huai cooks very quickly, in about half an hour, three dishes and one soup are ready.

All his favorite dishes.

Halfway through eating, he suddenly felt something coming in from his trouser leg, rubbing against his calf from time to time.

He paused after drinking the soup, then looked down at the table.

It was Liang Huai's foot.

Looking up at the instigator again, he was drinking soup calmly, noticed his gaze, and gave him a puzzled look.

The eyes were full of puzzlement, as if the feet under the table were not his.

Whenever there was a third person on the table, Ji Sangyan wondered if he had wrongly blamed him.

Ji Sangyan frowned slightly, and touched his moving feet: "What do you want?"

"Huh?" The little white rabbit looked blank: "What do you want?"

It's a pity not to act with such acting skills.

Ji Sangyan kicked his foot: "Why are you rubbing your foot against me, your foot is itchy?"

The little rabbit looked panicked: "Sister-in-law, what are you talking about, brother will misunderstand."

???

……sister in law?

What is he saying?

Being stared at by him like this, Liang Huai said shyly again: "Sister-in-law, don't look at me like that, brother should be jealous again when he sees it."

???

What?

Seeing Ji Sangyan's face full of question marks, Liang Huai put away his expression, crossed his fingers, rested his chin on the back of his hand, and said with a smile, "The plot gameplay is very exciting, isn't it?"

Ji Sangyan: "So this plot is..."

"Sister-in-law and brother-in-law's secret."

Ji Sangyan: "..."

I don't understand you young people very well.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Liang Huai put a spare rib in his bowl: "Don't you think it's fun, brother?"

"I don't think so." Ji Sangyan gave a heartfelt evaluation: "It's a bit abnormal."

Liang Huai raised his eyebrows and propped his chin with one hand: "What if I want to play?"

Ji Sangyan looked up at him, opened his mouth, and after a while, gritted his teeth and said, "Your brother will be angry if you behave like this."

Liang Huai froze for a moment, and the smile in his eyes deepened.

"Is sister-in-law caring about brother?" He put one hand under the table, resting on Ji Sangyan's lap: "Sister-in-law does this again, I should be jealous."

Ji Sangyan knocked off his hand: "Finish the meal first."

"Sister-in-law eats sister-in-law's food, I eat sister-in-law's food, there is no conflict." After speaking, he deliberately pushed the spoon on the ground.

"Oh." He pretended to exclaim, "Why did the spoon fall?"

Then, under Ji Sangyan's speechless gaze, he got under the table.

When Ji Sangyan was full, Liang Huai was also full.

Seeing Ji Sangyan collapsed on the chair, Liang Huai licked the corner of his mouth, lowered his head and kissed Ji Sangyan's lips, and said with a light smile, "Thank you sister-in-law for your hospitality."

Facing Ji Sangyan's sad eyes last time, he smiled instead of being annoyed, and kissed Ji Sangyan several times.

The two were loving each other when the door suddenly opened.

Liang Huai subconsciously covered Ji Sangyan with his clothes.

When she raised her eyes, she happened to bump into the astonished eyes of the bodyguard.

Although Liang Huai wrapped Ji Sangyan very tightly, Ji Sangyan's soft appearance was too imaginative.

The bodyguard was stunned for two seconds, then hurriedly looked away, and lowered his head: "Sir."

"Say." His voice was so cold.

The bodyguard swallowed, pretending to be calm: "That Mr. Lin is here again."

Hearing the word 'Lin', Ji Sangyan moved.

He looked up at Liang Huai: "Is it Lin Wenxing?"

Liang Huai hesitated, but finally nodded: "En."

Ji Sangyan frowned slightly: "Has he been here during the day?"

"I was afraid that he would disturb you, so I didn't let him in."

Of course, this is only one of the reasons. The most important thing is that he doesn't want people from the Ji family to have contact with Ji Sangyan.

They will only make Ji Sangyan feel pain.

There is no need to maintain such a deformed relationship.

"Let him come in." Ji Sangyan said with a bit of fatigue: "There are some things that must be made clear."

Liang Huai originally wanted to persuade him, but after thinking about it, he swallowed back the words that came to his mouth.

"Let him in." He looked up to the bodyguard.

After the bodyguard left, Ji Sangyan put on his clothes and sat quietly in the living room waiting for Lin Wenxing.

After a while, Lin Wenxing hurried in from the outside. When he saw him, he was taken aback for a moment, and then his eyes turned red.

Ji Sangyan saw it, but was not too touched.

He only pointed to the sofa next to him lightly: "Sit down and talk."

Lin Wenxing pursed his lips, walked over and sat down.

After hesitating for a while, he mustered up the courage to speak: "I heard that you are not feeling well, are you feeling better now?"

Ji Sangyan looked at him and said lightly, "It's much better."

"That's good." Lin Wenxing smiled awkwardly: "You are still young, no matter what time it is, your body is the most important thing."

"Ah."

"What happened today is your father's fault. I've already told him, and he regrets it now. Anyway, he raised you up with hard work. He treats you..."

"Are you here to be a lobbyist?" Ji Sangyan interrupted him.

Lin Wenxing was taken aback for a moment, then said again: "Sang Yan, I know you are still angry about what happened this morning..."

"I'm not angry." He said lightly, "You may have misunderstood. I left Ji's house not because I was angry, but because I wanted to leave."

"Mr. Lin, although you are my biological father, I have no feelings for you. Similarly, I hope you will not have any illusions about me."

"The main reason I let you in is to make it clear to you that from now on, I will not have any response to you. Can you understand what I mean?"

Lin Wenxing stared at him blankly, his eyes were full of disappointment and disbelief.

"Yes, but Xia Lin..."

Before he finished speaking, Ji Sangyan's eyes instantly turned cold.

"You want to threaten me with Xia Lin?"

Lin Wenxing quickly explained: "No, no, I just want to say that Xia Lin can't support Ji's family alone, if you don't help him..."

"Can't afford it?" Ji Sangyan looked at him quietly, and said slowly: "Didn't you choose him yourself? Why, he didn't meet your expectations, and you want to abandon him?"