Marry the real young master and his uncle [rebirth]

"Your child's mental state is very bad. It's best to ask a psychiatrist to talk to him." Dr. Zheng looked at the boy who fell asleep after the injection, with pity.

There is such a serious psychological trauma at such a young age, and I don't know what I have experienced.

Xi Tingzhou frowned when he heard the words, recalling what Fang's family did, it seemed that the lesson was lightened.

Due to Fang Xingquan's illness, the plan to go back to the old house for dinner on Saturday had to be postponed, so Xi Tingzhou called his father himself.

"How is that child?" Xi Kunyuan asked with concern.

"The illness comes and goes, and I still have a little fever." Xi Tingzhou told the truth.

Xi Kunyuan sighed and said, "He is young, since you decide to be responsible for him, take care of him more."

"Okay, I will." Xi Tingzhou replied in a deep voice.

"When the child recovers, you can bring someone back. No matter what, you should give him a title. I'm with your sister and brother-in-law." Xi Kunyuan said earnestly.

When it comes to his sister and his wife, Xi Tingzhou has no reason to remember Fang Xingquan's childhood experience. Children need to learn so many subjects that even adults would be speechless when they hear it.

"My God, there are so many classes, isn't your Xiaoxuan crying?"

"Hey, I also think it's a little too much. He said that he would cancel a few courses for Xiaoxuan. He was anxious to me when he heard it, and he insisted on learning."

Similar words are often uttered by Xi Zhaonan. Whenever Fang Xingquan's uncles and aunts asked him the truth, he would always nod obediently and answer loudly: "Well, I want to learn. My parents didn't force me. I like learning the most. "

Afterwards, Xi Zhaonan and his wife will receive envious eyes and countless compliments.

Looking back now, Fang Xingquan's smile in front of people, his cheerful tone of voice, and his cute and cute appearance were all carefully designed, like a routine actor.

Few people suspect that young children can lie, including Xi Tingzhou.

Falling into memories, Xi Tingzhou became more and more frightened. Fang Xingquan was like a marionette at the mercy of others, putting on a clever, cute and cute boy's play every day. In fact, the string controlling Fang Xingquan was already dripping with blood.

Perhaps, the cause of Fang Xingquan's psychological problems is not only the Fang family.

Sitting by the bed, Xi Tingzhou stretched out his hand to test the temperature of Fang Xingquan's forehead, and finally it stopped burning.

Still worried, he opened the drawer and took out a temperature gun. The screen showed 36 degrees and seven, and his hanging heart slowly fell to the ground.

Quietly put Fang Xingquan's hand back under the quilt, the sleeping Fang Xingquan suddenly whimpered twice like a puppy, and grabbed Xi Tingzhou's sleeve.

"I'm here." Xi Tingzhou patted the back of his hand to calm the boy's restless mood.

About 5 minutes later, the boy slowly relaxed his frowning brows, and his painful sleeping face gradually returned to calm and peaceful sleep, but he didn't let go of the hand holding Xi Tingzhou's sleeve.

After this encounter, Xi Tingzhou briefly forgot about his obsession with cleanliness, instead of pulling his hand away, he returned to hold the boy.

The delicate and warm skin was passed to Xi Tingzhou's palm, and the deliberately suppressed memories swept through the brain like a flood.

Xi Tingzhou lowered his eyelashes, pursed his thin lips, and his gaze fell on Fang Xingquan's overly pale lips.

Not long ago, Fang Xingquan took the initiative to kiss him.

In Xi Tingzhou's plan, kissing was placed very low. After all, considering that he resisted even ordinary physical contact, let alone such an intimate thing as kissing.

He even imagined that he would have to get used to sharing a cup with Fang Xingquan and achieve an indirect kiss before proceeding to the next step.

However, plans have not kept pace with the changes.

Fang Xingquan failed to act according to his plan, and neither did he himself.

Xi Tingzhou thought he couldn't accept it, and in the worst case, he might vomit.

But when Fang Xingquan kissed him, his mind went blank and his chest was full of pity. Not only did he push Fang Xingquan away subconsciously, but he also gently stroked the trembling back of the boy, letting others kiss him like a puppy.

The heart is as soft as a cloud in the sky.

Looking at the young man's bloodless cheeks, Xi Tingzhou's eyes seemed to be covered with thick fog. He has been busy with work all year round and has never been emotionally involved. His ability to work is probably inversely proportional to his ability to fall in love.

Touching Fang Xingquan's face with his fingertips, Xi Tingzhou's eyes were deep, and he asked himself in confusion, "Do I like you?"

Like this kind of thing, so easy and casual?

Xi Tingzhou was annoyed, if this was liking, he didn't think such a shallow relationship would be enough to support him and Fang Xingquan for the rest of his life, if not, then what was it?It can make him not reject Fang Xingquan's kiss and put down work for Fang Xingquan.

-

After Fang Xingquan's condition stabilized, Xi Tingzhou invited a psychiatrist for him, who was a 40-year-old woman, intellectual and gentle, with simple and elegant clothes.

Xi Tingzhou introduced Fang Xingquan to her as his friend, and happened to meet her when she came to the hospital for a physical examination, so she came to visit her.

"Hello, can I call you Xingquan? You can call me Auntie Ye." Ye Lianjing smiled.

Fang Xingquan showed a harmless smile, and nodded obediently, "Yes, Aunt Ye."

Ye Lianjing chatted with Fang Xingquan casually, the content was endless, and she asked Xi Tingzhou to say a few words from time to time, and there was no trace of a psychiatrist at all.

"Knock knock—" a nurse knocked on the door.

"Mr. Xi, Dr. Zheng invites you to come over."

Xi Tingzhou turned his head and said to Fang Xingquan: "Xingquan, I'm going to find Dr. Zheng, can you entertain Auntie Ye for a while?"

Naturally, Fang Xingquan would not refuse, "Okay, Uncle Xi, you can go."

Xi Tingzhou turned his head three times, with worried eyes, Ye Lianjing joked: "So reluctant, would I eat children?"

"Uncle Xi, I'm fine." Fang Xingquan raised a big smile.

"En." Xi Tingzhou responded, and when he walked to the door, he still told him worriedly: "If you feel unwell, remember to call a doctor."

Watching Xi Tingzhou's back disappear, Ye Lianjing couldn't help laughing, "He really cares about you."

When Fang Xingquan heard this, the corners of his lips turned up slightly, which was caught by Ye Lianjing's eyes.

Xi Tingzhou was sitting in Dr. Zheng's office dealing with work, rarely absent-minded, and his efficiency was terribly low, so he simply turned off the computer.

Dr. Zheng poured a cup of tea and put it next to him, "Don't worry, psychotherapy is not as scary as you think."

"You've been through it yourself."

Speaking of this, Xi Tingzhou's eyes darkened slightly, and he shook his head, "He's different from me, I'm fine."

Dr. Zheng remained silent, and stretched out his hand to him without warning. Xi Tingzhou turned sideways to avoid it, his eyes were stern, "What are you doing?"

Dr. Zheng said teasingly, "You're fine."

"Cleanliness is nothing." Xi Tingzhou retorted.

Dr. Zheng stared at him, took a sip of tea, swayed back to his seat, and sighed, "20 years."

Xi Tingzhou's back tensed, and then he relaxed and said in a cold voice, "It's long gone."

The office fell into silence, and the leaves outside the window were rustling by the wind.

There was a sound of high heels approaching, Xi Tingzhou turned to meet Ye Lianjing's gaze, "How's the situation?"

Ye Lianjing pulled out her chair and sat down, straight to the point: "To be honest, it's not very good."

As her words fell, Xi Tingzhou's face sank like water, and Ye Lianjing picked up a pen and paper and wrote a few words, "Xingquan is very vigilant, he probably has noticed my identity, and his attitude is passive resistance, you should see that he lacks sense of security."

Xi Tingzhou nodded. Fang Xingquan acted cautiously. According to their relationship, he should have no scruples, but Fang Xingquan was always watching his words. For example, he asked him to sleep in the lounge.

Ye Lianjing tapped a few words on the paper with the tip of her pen, her expression serious, "I'm more worried about another thing than this, Xingquan probably has a tendency to self-destruct."

"What?" Xi Tingzhou's face changed dramatically, Fang Xingquan was young, how could it be possible...

He suddenly thought of Fang Xingquan struggling in pain in his sleep, his heart hurt like a knife.

"His mental state is precarious now, like a tightrope walker, Ting Zhou, he relies on you very much, you are the safety rope around his waist, and only you can pull him back when necessary." Ye Lianjing stared at Xi Tingzhou Solemnly inform.

Xi Tingzhou's eyes darkened, "I will."

Probably because she sensed that the atmosphere was too dignified, Ye Lianjing comforted her, "Don't burden yourself too much, let nature take its course and spend more time with him, care about him, and give him a sense of recognition and security."

"This matter can't be rushed. It will take a long time. Don't be too nervous and tire yourself out first."

Xi Tingzhou understood what Ye Lianjing meant. Some people accepted negative emotions for a long time in order to help their sick relatives and friends. Not only did they not pull them out, but they themselves were involved in the whirlpool.

After leaving Dr. Zheng's office and returning to the ward, Fang Xingquan didn't mention Ye Lianjing at all, as if this person didn't exist. Xi Tingzhou thought he would ask himself why he had to find a psychiatrist without permission.

"Xingquan..." Xi Tingzhou tried to chat with him.

Fang Xingquan waved to him, "Uncle Xi."

Xi Tingzhou walked to the bed, before he had time to ask Fang Xingquan what he wanted, a pair of hands hugged his waist suddenly, the young man pressed his cheek against him, and said coquettishly, "I want to go home, I don't like staying in the hospital."

Rubbing the boy's soft black hair, Xi Tingzhou knew that Fang Xingquan deliberately changed the subject, but the layer of ice wrapped around his heart was completely melted by the simple word "go home".

"Okay, let's go home."

-

After confirming that Fang Xingquan was in good health, Xi Tingzhou asked someone to complete the discharge procedures the next day.

"Uncle Xi, are you going to the company later?" Fang Xingquan asked while sitting in the co-pilot.

"Well, I'll send you home." Xi Tingzhou has accumulated a lot of work to deal with recently.

Fang Xingquan grabbed the hem of his clothes, with hope in his eyes, "Can you take me there?"

The wet puppy eyes were overwhelming, Xi Tingzhou swallowed the words of refusal, "Okay."

"Uncle Xi, you are so kind." Fang Xingquan smiled, if Xi Tingzhou was not driving, he would have hugged and kissed him.

With a simple sentence, Xi Tingzhou couldn't help but raise the corners of his lips following Fang Xingquan, "Is it okay to reject you?"

Fang Xingquan tilted his head in embarrassment, thought for a moment and replied: "It's still good, but one person will be sad."

Xi Tingzhou felt mixed feelings in his heart, he reached out and rubbed the child's hairy head, "I won't refuse you."

Taking advantage of the traffic lights, Fang Xingquan hugged Xi Tingzhou's hand, buried his warm cheeks in his wide hand, breathed down his palm, and a tingling itchiness spread all over the man's body.

The base of the slender and beautiful back of the neck is exposed fragile and defenseless in front of Xi Tingzhou's eyes, and the palm of the palm is pressed against the boy's skin. Is the temperature where the line of sight is the same as the temperature felt by the fingertips?

Something quietly opened his eyes, ready to move, about to break out of the cage and shatter his sanity.

Xi Tingzhou lowered his head and faintly smelled the fragrance of the young man after bathing. If he kissed here, would he be infected with his own breath?

The author says:

感谢在2022-07-0418:45:10-2022-07-0520:44:04期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦——

Thanks to the little angels of the irrigation nutrient solution: 2 bottles of Qingkong Zhiqian; 1 bottle of Yunjin, Qiao, and Junye J&Y;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!