I became a substitute for my brother

The second time he came to Ji Muqiao's psychological clinic, Tao Heng knew the way very well. After Qin Wenyuan went out, he sat down on the sofa and said, "I'm in a bad mood."

"I can tell," Ji Muqiao leaned against his desk, "tell me what's going on."

"Have a glass of water." Tao Heng stretched out his hand, quite bluntly.

Ji Muqiao poured a glass of water and handed it to him, and waited for him to speak, but the water was all gone, and Tao Heng didn't say a word.

Tao Heng cried.

It's not loud, but you can see that it's really sad.

Ji Muqiao had never seen anyone cry like this before, his eyes were wide open and he stared at one place, tears flowed down without any warning, and soon they flowed all over his face, hanging on his chin.

Ji Muqiao accidentally reached out and scratched his chin. Tao Heng looked at him, sobbing softly, his eyes were red, his nose was red, and even his lips were red.He held the glass in both hands, curled up in Ji Muqiao's sofa like a puppy who couldn't find its owner, very pitiful.

Ji Muqiao gave a "tsk", and he didn't realize how gentle his tone was, "What's going on?"

Tao Heng looked up at him, and said in a crying voice, "Can you stop standing so high?"

Ji Muqiao: "..."

I really convinced him.

He sighed, half kneeling in front of Tao Heng, Tao Heng said again: "Why do you kneel down, it's like proposing marriage."

Ji Muqiao couldn't help giving him a shudder, dragged a chair and sat down in front of him, and said helplessly, "You can talk now."

Tao Heng blinked and began to cry again. Ji Muqiao took out a squarely folded handkerchief from his pocket and handed it to him. Tao Heng didn't pick it up. Ji Muqiao sighed and wiped his tears. Qing Rou, "If you cry again, your eyes will be swollen. Aren't you the host of the show? How can you be on camera with swollen eyes?"

"I can't help it." Tao Heng said vaguely.

Ji Muqiao smiled, and put the handkerchief into his hand, "Wipe it yourself."

Tao Heng spread his handkerchief to cover his face, his shoulders were still shaking, and it took a while to calm down. Ji Muqiao waited patiently for him, and seeing that he stopped crying, he asked, "Are you still going to talk today?" If you don’t say that I have other patients, I won’t keep you.”

Tao Heng tore off the veil and stared at him, "Stinger."

Ji Muqiao was speechless, "Why am I stingy?"

Tao Heng pointed at his nose, "We are friends anyway, and we don't want to leave this little time to me, what is it if we are not stingy?"

Ji Muqiao raised his hands and surrendered, "Okay, okay, my fault, can the young master say it?"

Tao Heng pinched his handkerchief and said slowly, "Actually, I don't know what to say."

"What do you want to say?" Ji Muqiao said.

Tao Heng asked him suddenly: "Why do you like Tao Zhuo?"

Ji Muqiao paused, his eyes darkened, "Why are you asking this?"

Ji Muqiao liked Tao Zhuo for many years, but he never confessed to Tao Zhuo until Tao Zhuo died. Tao Zhuo was the eternal pain in his heart, and he couldn't bring it up easily.He stared at the man in front of him who looked five points like Tao Zhuo, stood up suddenly and said: "You go, don't waste my time."

Ji Muqiao was angry, and Tao Heng realized that he had poked someone's heartache, and felt that everyone liked Tao Zhuo but no one liked him, and his eyes were red again.Ji Muqiao stared at him for a while, then sat back resignedly, and asked him, "How's your sleep lately?"

"Same as usual." Tao Heng sniffed.

"Is there a lot of emotional ups and downs?" Ji Muqiao paused after finishing speaking, and explained, "Have you just been emotionally high, full of energy, and have a lot to say, but the next second you feel sad, don't want to talk, and are very tired ?”

"Yes." Tao Heng tugged at the dark plaid handkerchief in his hand, and said, "One second I thought life was beautiful and I still had a great life to live, and the next second I thought, why do people live in this world? Torturing yourself is better than dying."

Ji Muqiao frowned unobtrusively, but Tao Heng didn't see it, and started rambling about Qin Wenyuan's bastard things, most of which Ji Muqiao had heard about last time.

Ji Muqiao didn't make a sound, and listened to him patiently, and wrote a few words in his notebook from time to time. When he started to say for the fifth time that Qin Wenyuan had just taken him up the mountain but accompanied his little lover to the top of the mountain, Ji Muqiao interrupted him : "Would you like to take a mental test?"

This is the second time he suggested testing to Tao Heng, but Tao Heng still shook his head, "No need."

Ji Muqiao still didn't force him, "Okay."

"How is it this time? Is it still an anxiety disorder?" Tao Heng stared at him, as if he was afraid that he would say something bad.

Ji Muqiao hesitated for half a second, "Yes."

Tao Heng breathed a sigh of relief, "That's good."

Ji Muqiao lowered his head, seemingly casually said: "I'll prescribe some sleep aid medicine for you, if it has no side effects, you can take it at ease."

Tao Heng asked him, "Will he be discovered?"

Ji Muqiao smiled, "Small pills, you won't sleep very hard."

"Okay, let's have some."

Tao Heng put the medicine into the innermost pocket of his clothes, and felt that it was time to leave, "I'll take the handkerchief home and wash it, and I'll bring it to you next time."

After he finished speaking, he paused for a while, and then said: "But I don't know when the next time will be, maybe soon, maybe..."

Tao Heng shook his head, put the handkerchief back into Ji Muqiao's hand, "Forget it, wash it yourself, thank you for today."

Ji Muqiao vaguely held the handkerchief with Tao Heng's body temperature, watched his back and walked to the door, "You..."

As soon as the words came to his lips, Tao Heng stopped suddenly, turned around and said to him, "I'm sorry."

Ji Muqiao didn't react, "What?"

Tao Heng said, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have asked you that question, I'm really sorry, can you stop being angry?"

Apologizing like a primary school student, Ji Muqiao smiled, "It's okay."

Tao Heng stood still, Ji Muqiao looked at him and said softly, "What's wrong?"

Tao Heng's eyes were red, probably from crying too much, and because he didn't sleep well last night, his eyes were swollen like walnuts, and he looked terribly pitiful.Ji Muqiao suddenly felt as if his heart had been pinched by a small hand. It was a little sore and painful. After thinking for a second, he stepped forward to hug the poor guy, patted him on the back, and said, "Okay , I'm not angry, don't think too much, besides you are not such a person at all, don't pretend to be pitiful with me here."

Tao Heng snorted, "What kind of person am I?"

Ji Muqiao didn't answer, just said: "Live a good life and think more about happy things, okay?"

Tao Heng nodded in his arms, "Yeah."

"Also," Ji Muqiao said, "don't feel sorry for those who don't deserve it."

Tao Heng wanted to cry again, he was grabbing the clothes around Ji Muqiao's waist and was about to say something when the door was suddenly pushed open from the outside, Qin Wenyuan stood outside the door and looked at them.