healer love letter

Gao Le's mother doesn't look like a person in her 50s at all. She is well maintained, her skin looks delicate, and she is willing to spend money on clothes. She looks like a rich lady who is traveling.Gao Le called her when he was about to arrive. When he got downstairs in the community, he saw his mother dragging a big suitcase standing by the flower bed and buttoning her phone. She was wearing a khaki windbreaker and her hair should be newly done. I am happy to see that she still has long hair, but now it has been cut short and permed into small curls, and she is wearing bright red lipstick for makeup.Gao Le used to always say to her, your old lady should obey you, please, don't compete with the little girl, change the lipstick to a lighter color, and look dignified.Gao Le's mother just replied, let's see if I don't tear your mouth.

So he didn't mention it again.

When Gao Le saw his mother, he honked the horn for her. His mother looked this way when she heard the sound, put away her mobile phone, walked over with a huge suitcase, stood in the co-pilot without opening the door, and knocked on the glass.

Gao Le lowered the glass and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Help me carry the box, it's too heavy for such a big one."

Gao Le didn't even want to move his eyelids. "You know that Shen still carries such a big box, are you afraid that the dragging fee will not be enough?"

His mother patted on the car door, pointed at Gao Le with her sunglasses, "Get down quickly."

Gao Le is absolutely unwilling, but this is his own mother, so it's hard to say anything.Usually it's fine to play cheap with your mouth, but I still feel a little worried when I really see her going out alone.Gao Le got out of the car and helped her throw the suitcase into the trunk, then opened the door for her to sit in, got in the car and asked him. "Have you booked the hotel yet? Where are you going to go?"

Her mother put the handbag she was carrying on her lap, took out a small mirror from it, and looked in the mirror to see if there was any flaw in the makeup she put on when she went out today.With her ring finger, she gently wiped off the thick lipstick on the edge of her lips, and then turned out a pack of tissues. After opening it, she took out a piece of paper and wiped her fingers clean before answering Gao Le's question.

"It's been decided a long time ago. If I ask you to help me worry about it, I won't be able to leave at the end of the year." After looking at it, I felt that the makeup was nine points, and I put away the small mirror in satisfaction. "I'm going to Seattle, transfer at Shanghai Airport, then fly directly to Seattle-Takoma Airport, and I will be picked up by the hotel when I land. In short, I have arranged everything, so you don't have to worry."

Gao Le looked at her mother suspiciously.

"You have to go to Seattle, shouldn't it be." Gao Le paused. "Could it be because I saw the movie on a whim and wanted to go to helloSeattle?"

Gao Le obviously dodged for a moment when he saw his mother's eyes, and then quickly put on a smile that was trying to hide it. "How could I? Am I such a sloppy person? I really want to relax. Just be her mother."

"Okay, okay, shut up now." Gao Le already understood what was going on. His mother must have seen Seattle while watching a movie. She usually likes to fly around when her mind is hot. She went on a trip in the first half of the year. In San Francisco, it was because she saw the movie about the Sunshine Coast, the beach, and the sun that attracted her and she signed up for a tour.That's right, I've grown my skills, now I don't need to report to a tour group when I go out, and I know how to make up a lie to trick my son into sending him to the airport.

Gao Le felt that his brain suddenly hurt a little.

"Did you bring enough money?" Even though I know the little things in his mother's heart, what should be worried is still to be worried. After all, I am alone in a foreign country, and my English is half-baked. Gao Le is really afraid that people will ask her howareyou, she went home a finethankyou, andyou.

"That's enough. I should have a credit card if it's not enough for me. Just pay it back for me."

Gao Le felt a sudden pain in his heart.

"Okay, okay."

Gao Le took his mother to eat a light meal, because he was afraid of her hypoglycemia because he was going to fly, and bought him some honey bread and chocolate when passing by the bakery.Gao Le's mother was still unhappy when she got the bread, and blamed Gao Le for not making bread for her.

"Do you remember that I didn't make it for you? It's not that you have so many demands to annoy a person, and I'm not a full-time baker. I stick to help you bake bread at home every day."

"ungrateful."

The heartless Gao Le puts his mother at the airport.

"Call me when you land."

His mother nodded, pulled the suitcase and walked to the airport without looking back, the khaki windbreaker rippling in the wind.

It was already past three o'clock in the afternoon after dropping off the people, and it took four to five or 10 minutes to drive back. When I got home, I guess they had to get off work.Gao Le sat in the car and tapped his fingers on the steering wheel, thinking about how to find the person from last night.

Ever since I grabbed his wrist that night, a numbness has passed from my fingertips to the back of my head, and I still feel itchy and uncomfortable when I think about it now.

Gao Le decided to go to the counseling center early tomorrow morning, still believing that he couldn't find this person.

A night without dreams.

The next morning Gao Le drove to the counseling center.Before going out, I deliberately wore serious clothes, a solid-color suit with a casual style, and a pair of carved leather shoes on my feet. I felt very different when I stepped off the Wrangler.

Off-road vehicles still need to be dressed more hippie.

However, Boss Gao thinks that his handsomeness can make up for this deficiency.

There is a Sichuan restaurant here. The owner is from Sichuan. The red oil in the restaurant is hand-boiled by himself.In the past, Gao Le invited friends to come here a few times. Because he liked the taste of this red oil, he asked the boss for the secret recipe.

The Recreation Psychological Counseling Center is on the seventh floor of an office building across the street from the Sichuan Restaurant.Gao Le was pinching the business card. The creases on the business card were crisscrossed, which was the reason why he pinched it too many times.I don't know why, but Gao Le was a little confused this time.It's not like he didn't use the contact information left by others like this before to find the other party the next day.

But it was the first time to find someone with the business card of the psychological counseling center.

Now is not the rush hour for work, so it is easy for Gao Le to wait for an elevator, go in and press the floor, a red number seven lights up in the slightly empty elevator.The number above the head keeps jumping, and finally stays on the number seven.

This psychological counseling center has rented an entire floor of an office building, and there is a stamped license plate in the elevator room: Kangle Psychological Counseling Center

Gao Le pushed open the glass door, and the lady at the front desk immediately stood up when she saw someone coming in.

"Hi, is there anything I can do for you?"

Gao Le held a business card and didn't know how to answer this question for a while.

"I want to ask." Gao Le put the business card sandwiched in front of the little girl and asked her. "Is this your business card here?"

The little girl's eyes lit up when she saw the business card, and she nodded quickly. "Yes, it's from us."

Gao Le lowered his head and saw the name tag hanging on the little girl's body, seeing that her name was Li Mengyue, he explained with a smile. "It was given to me by a man I met in a bar. That man is tall and thin with fair skin. Is he a doctor here?"

Li Mengyue held the business card in one hand, and scratched the back of her head with the other hand, showing an embarrassed smile. "Sorry, your description is too vague, do you know the other person's name?"

Gao Le felt that he was also trying to make things difficult for others. That day when the bar was dimly lit, he was too drunk and his eyes were dim, so he couldn't even see what people looked like.I came here rashly just to try my luck, but it doesn't look like luck.

"I don't know his name either."

The two of them were looking at each other, and a girl walking over there was holding a stack of documents.The girl has an apple face, her character is not too tall, she looks young, and she walks over with her shoulders on her back.

"Jiajia!" Li Mengyue called her, the girl looked up and saw him, pushed the file up and walked over.

"What's wrong?" She walked between Li Mengyue and Gao Le.

"This gentleman came to look for someone, but I really don't know who he is describing." Li Mengyue showed embarrassment.

"What's it like?" Jiajia understood Li Mengyue's confusion, turned around and looked at Gao Le and asked, completing the words, what does the person you are looking for look like.

"Just, tall and thin, with very fair skin, and then." Gao Le poored his poor memory system, checked the memory of that night three times and pulled out an adjective. "What about that person, I feel, his temperament is quite cold." He asked again, "Do you have such a person here?"

Jiajia tilted her head and put the documents in her arms on the front desk.After looking around, I finally saw the information of a registered psychological counselor on the bulletin board, pointed to a photo above and asked, "Is that him?"

Gao Le looked up, and before his eyes could see which row and number of people Jia Jia was referring to, he heard her say something next to him. "That's it."

Gao Le's gaze moved down from the bulletin board, following Jiajia's gaze to one side.A young consultant just came out of the room, glanced this way, and walked straight.

His heartbeat suddenly became chaotic, thumping, as if he had just stepped off a treadmill.

It's him, Gao Le can be sure.The same figure, the same short black hair, and the same indifferent demeanor.Gao Le felt that he was really lucky today, and found the person he was looking for so easily.And as he was walking towards him, Boss Gao's peacock-like attitude came up, his eyes quietly looked at his jacket and trousers, and he calmly smoothed out the wrinkles that had been thickened on the cuffs just now.

"You." Before he could say hello, he saw the other party stop in front of Jiajia.

"Has the information I want been sorted out?" The voice was like a human being, faint, like a floating cloud floating high in the sky, high above.

"It's finished, it's all here." Jiajia picked up the stack of materials that had just been put down, and handed it to him.

"Okay." After speaking, he carried the documents and was about to leave.

"That Doctor Li." Jia Jia blurted out.

The other party stopped. Just now he turned around and began to flip through the materials he got. He stopped when he was stopped, and his eyes were still on the materials.He was not in a hurry, but he didn't look up at anyone.

Jiajia's heart skipped a beat. "Li, Doctor Li, this gentleman seems to be looking for you."

Only then did he move his gaze away from the information, and his eyes, which were still looking at Gao Le lightly, were cold and had no warmth.

"Do you remember me?" Gao Le quickly recovered his state. After all, Boss Gao's reaction ability has been practiced after a long battle. "We met at the bar the night before yesterday."

The other party's eyes flickered.

"I didn't have time to introduce myself that day." Gao Le stretched out his hand.

"Gao Le, happy Le."

The man froze for a moment, his eyes met Gao Le's, and he seemed to recall from his eyes the chaotic night in the bar the day before yesterday, with flickering lights, loud music, and the man who was dragging him was crying and making noise.

He also stretched out his hand and took Gao Le's hand.

"Li Ying, Ying who is charming and guards her heart."

Gao Le frowned.

Yinghuo guards the heart.

It's a bad sign.

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I am a bad name, and I just changed the name of the article.