you are not cannon fodder

After talking with Xie Peiwei, Yihe contacted Professor Qian on WeChat to make an appointment for psychotherapy.

In the middle of the night, Professor Qian was soaking his feet and getting ready to go to bed, and he was very helpless when he received WeChat.His research direction is maternal depression. As a result, since Mr. Xie came to the door, the family has become obsessed with him, and he is consulted for any psychological problems.

"I trust you." Yihe said so.

What else can Professor Qian do?In terms of mental illness, the trust between doctors and patients directly affects the treatment effect.

He reckoned that his professional level, even if he wasn't the main focus, was much better than other little doctors who just took a test for a certificate.

"Except for Monday morning and Wednesday afternoon, I can make time for you. You can see when you come and let me know two days in advance." After Professor Qian finished speaking, a pleasant orange color appeared in the dialog box, and Yi And transfer 20 directly to him.

He was used to Yihe's style, so he calmly accepted it.

Understood, yearly subscription.

Yihe's behavior style is getting closer and closer to Xie Peiwei's, trusting professionals, and never being stingy in spending money on services.

Mental problems were handed over to Professor Qian. He made an appointment to talk twice a week, which was always good for him.

This matter was not hidden from Xie Peiwei either.Sometimes Professor Qian will give him some small exercises, which require the cooperation of family members who have a close relationship.Apart from Nian Ze who screamed when he saw him, Xie Peiwei was the only person who had established an intimate relationship with him, and Xie Peiwei was also happy to be his training object.

Compared with the psychological trauma of childhood shadows, Yihe is more worried about the wounds on his face.

Every day when changing the dressing, he has to take a small mirror to look at the scars on his face.

Nian Ze bit too far, the scar could be seen on the front and side, and couldn't be covered.Yihe covered himself with sterile gauze for several days, and the doctor looked at him very carefully during the follow-up visit, telling him that he was recovering well——

Yihe is still worried about leaving scars.

Xie Peiwei doesn't worry about his son, he only cares about Yihe's mental state, and he has to comfort him every day after get off work.

Today, I didn’t say anything like “the doctor said you’re recovering well”, “It doesn’t matter if you have a scar constitution”, “metabolism will soon recover”, and directly cut off the source of Yi and panic from the source: “You don’t rely on your face for food, Why are you so nervous and worried? Xiao Qi has such a large scar on his face, everyone who sees him says he looks masculine, a tough guy."

Can it be the same?Yihe choked on the reference object he pulled.

"Although I'm working behind the scenes now." What Yihe was worried about was never food.However, he would never say that what he was worried about was that his face was hurt, which would make Xie Peiwei dislike it the more he looked at it, so he could only force himself to appreciate, "But I also want to look in the mirror every day."

Now the two get along very warmly, and they seem to love each other vaguely.At this time, it is politically incorrect to suspect that Xie Peiwei "only loves the skin and not the soul", but the question is, is the relationship between the two of them really to the point where they love the soul but not the skin?Yihe was not sure.

How could Xie Peiwei fail to understand what he meant.

But many words are meaningless just to say, and he is not a person who likes promises.

At this moment, in order to relieve Yihe's anxiety about the small cut on his face, he directly tilted the stairs, threw down his briefcase and carried Yihe upstairs, and said with a smile, "Didn't you not bite your butt?"

Yihe was stunned, a little embarrassed, and secretly kissed him.

……

Xie Peiwei was very proud of his method of comforting Yihe, and the two of them spent the night together sweetly, without any troubles.

The next morning, Xie Peiwei woke up as usual and went to the gym. When he came back, he washed and got ready to get dressed. When he walked out of the bathroom, he saw Yihe looking at his face in front of the makeup mirror—and, at, looking, that, dao, little, Mouth, child!

This is really... No matter how you explain it, no amount of comfort will work.

Since the two confessed to each other, Xie Peiwei has been very patient with Yihe, and at the moment he is just understanding Yihe's little sense of security left.For normal couples, who would worry that a small cut on their face will affect the relationship between husband and wife?

It is estimated that he will not be able to relax until the wound is completely healed.Xie Peiwei pretended not to see Yihe's seriousness in front of the mirror, and asked casually, "Did you buy me new socks?" He is very good at taking care of himself, and he deliberately interrupted Yihe.

Yihe's movements were almost conditioned reflexes. He opened the floor cabinet and took out the socks in a smooth manner, spread his neck evenly, and directly helped Xie Peiwei put the socks on. He also helped Xie Peiwei choose his tie and watch. Looking at the couple ring on his wrist, his eyes became gentle.

Xie Peiwei embraced him and kissed him: "Eat."

It wasn't like this in the old days.Every action of Xie Peiwei has a clear intention, kissing is love in the heart, and he wants to do something further.Now such a kiss without any intention of asking is more like... a show of love?

Anyway, his kiss made Yihe feel happy early in the morning.

Sit down in the restaurant downstairs, the news is already playing, Yihe is about to serve Xie Peiwei for dinner, Xie Peiwei pours orange juice for him first, and cuts a piece of butter for him: "Eat quickly. I am going to Company, when do you go for a follow-up visit?"

"It's about 09:30 in the morning." Yihe took over the butter knife, his heart beating.

Words could not comfort him, so Xie Peiwei used details to comfort him instead.He clearly received the signal.

"I'll accompany you." Xie Peiwei circled Qi Xuanjing's fingers.

Qi Xuanjing understood in seconds.In order to accompany my wife to the hospital for a follow-up visit, do you change the schedule?

"I go on my own……"

"Go with you."

Yihe drank half a glass of orange juice with his head down, and suddenly said, "Am I delaying your work?"

"It's a bit of a delay. But, I want to accompany you." Xie Peiwei finished eating the fried dough sticks in his hand, and beckoned Qi Xuanjing. The two of them looked at the schedule book for a while, pushing everything that should be pushed, and Yihe sat beside him , I heard Xie Peiwei arrange lunch with my own ears.

Go to the doctor first, and after the follow-up visit, go to eat.

Two people on a date!

After they all finished their breakfast and were about to go out, Yihe said, "Wait a minute, I'll go to the bathroom."

Because Yihe had an injury on his face, he was always afraid of being dragged while eating, and Xie Peiwei had been waiting at the table for a while.He can work anytime and anywhere, and he is using the PAD to handle official business at the moment, so it doesn't matter if he spends more time or less time, he nodded: "Don't worry."

After approving two internal documents of the group and writing a detailed opinion letter, Xie Peiwei was about to chew on another document when Yihe came out lightly. He closed the PAD and was about to get up when he looked up and felt his eyes light up.

Yihe had his hair down to his waist when filming, but cut it off after finishing filming.The stylist probably also got his classical beauty, and after communicating with Yihe, he gave him hair that grew down to his neck.Without the help of a stylist at the moment, Yi and himself are not good at getting long hair, so they grabbed their bangs and tied them back, making them look like princesses.

—He went to the downstairs room and changed his clothes.

Originally, it was very simple jeans, a T-shirt, a sun hat, and a doctor's outfit.

However, to date Xie Peiwei and dress so "perfunctorily", wouldn't it be too much to neglect Mr. Xie?

Yihe really wanted to wear a couple outfit with Xie Peiwei.However, Xie Peiwei planned to go to work, and he was meticulous in his high-end suits. If he also went out in a suit... those who didn't know would think that they were talking about business in a restaurant!After thinking about it, Yihe changed into a pair of slim candy-colored cropped trousers, and wore an ethnic-style top. The color of the buttons on the clothes was very close to that of Xie Peiwei's coat.

Most importantly, he wore a couple ring of the same style as Xie Peiwei, and also picked a watch similar to Xie Peiwei's watch.

Yihe's wardrobe is taken care of by someone specially assigned to him, so he can't go wrong no matter what he wears.

What caught Xie Peiwei's eyes was the joy and liveliness that almost became real on his face.

These days, Yihe is under a lot of psychological pressure, with the shame of forcing him before, and the upbringing problem of Nian Ze later, his mood has never been very good, and the joy he tried to squeeze for Xie Peiwei is not as strong as the real emotion.

At this glance, Xie Peiwei once again saw the eagerness of the young man who made his heart beat.

"So happy." Xie Peiwei directly reached out to hug him, lifted him up and turned him around half a circle, and put him in front of him, "I will try to accompany you as much as possible in the future."

"I still want you to rest more when you have time, and don't work too hard." Yihe said.

Xie Peiwei couldn't help laughing: "Why is it so hard to be with you? It's always easy to be with you."

The two went to the hospital for a follow-up visit, half an hour earlier than the agreed time.

Yihe was afraid that Xie Peiwei would get impatient waiting, so he asked Anhua to see what the doctor was doing, could he come here sooner?

Xie Peiwei shook his head to stop him, and went to his VIP ward with Yihe to wait: "He's probably doing ward rounds now. It's because we came early, and we didn't make an appointment beforehand. Watch TV and play for a while." He has another opinion. I have to write a letter, so I can have lunch with Yihe later.

Yihe sat beside him playing with his mobile phone.

Xie Peiwei glanced secretly.Fortunately, not playing games.Otherwise... Wouldn't it be embarrassing to talk about that matter?

Yihe was on Weibo.

He generally does not check Weibo, and the account number is not in his own hands.Isn't it a special situation recently?

Ms. Mao's public relations team is working all the time, and people who eat melons like the new and dislike the old. If a topic is eaten for two days, as long as there is no new news, the attention will drop sharply. It is rare for it to last three days.Even if there is a website deliberately maintaining the popularity, the topic of #李奕和吱吱象# is gradually getting tired of people, once this setting is accepted... emmmmm, it seems that this Zhizhishi is really pretty.

Ms. Mao's public relations team controlled the timeline, and the accounts under her banner started to be activated. Various clips, four-frame comics, P-pictures, and began to show off Yihe's shocking looks.The small thesis appeared on the stage, and the small theater spread it. The people who ate melons laughed out loud, and they were in a good mood, and everything they saw was pleasing to the eye—not to mention, as long as Yihe is not acting, he can take hard photos very well.

Yihe also couldn't tell whether the users who praised him on Weibo were Ms. Mao's navy or wild passers-by.

He doesn't care.

Anyway, he just thinks this group of "fans" are super cute, their words are funny and mean, and he likes him, praises him, and he can have fun for a long time just watching the four-frame comics drawn by "fans".

He would use his own account to like and repost, and occasionally wanted to comment, but he didn't know what to say, so he just posted "hahaha, it's so funny".Originally wanted to copy a "hahaha so funny" as a panacea comment, but Weibo is not allowed to post repeated sentences, so all kinds of Weibo related to him are reposted on his trumpet homepage, haha, so funny, haha So funny, hahahaha so funny...

Probably a passer-by brushed the label on his homepage, and couldn't help complaining: Miss sister, your hahaha is about to break through the forwarding limit, right?

Yihe looked at his twenty hahas, and thought to himself that there was still a long way to go, how could there be so many interesting Weibo posts every day.Thirty or forty at most.

He already has his own support club.

It's very sad that this support club is called the most beautiful squeaky shit support club.

Chaohua is in chaos, and it is impossible to tell whether the person who is talking about Pipi is a fan or a black person. The host is probably an account controlled by Ms. Mao, and they do not forcefully distinguish between fans and blacks. Who, in the end it turned out to be your bad acting skills, I'll swipe the picture, yes, yes, what you said is right, he is indeed a bad actor, squeak, but... Dang Dang Dang Dang, look, isn't it beautiful?Alright bro, let's have hot pot together... People who eat melons can go crazy laughing when they click on it.

Too much brainwashing, halfway through the play, Yihe's reputation has changed from the one who ruined the original work and ruined the play, to a musical genius, handsome man, but really not good at acting, who is favored by a wealthy husband. Shame.

Muqiang played his cards right.

With the blessing of a wealthy background, various award-winning music works, and an impeccable look, not being able to act has become a cute spot that is loved and heard.

A large number of fans howled on the barrage:

[Li Zhizhi, can we go home and compose music?Stop acting, my dear! 】

[Yi and brother promise me to be a quiet and handsome man, okay? 】

[Who saw our house squeaking shit, my rich uncle told me to take him home to warm the bed! 】

……

Yihe doesn't look at the bullet chats that scold him, and he won't get angry when he sees them. He just likes to click 1 on the funny bullet screens, which is too entertaining.

Only then did he feel the joy of being an artist.Everyone has vanity, which exists in different fields and varies in depth.Of course Yihe is not exempt, he also likes to be praised and loved by others.

"I am especially grateful to my mother." Yihe said suddenly.

Xie Peiwei was typing, when he heard this, he raised his head: "Huh?"

"If she hadn't made me look so good, my life would have been different," Yihe said.

"Stupid beauty requires gratitude and praise. Xiaohe, you have many other characteristics. Even without this skin, you will definitely stand out." Xie Peiwei said here with some emotion, "It really made you take a shortcut. Whether this shortcut is good or not, you can only understand for yourself when you close your eyes a hundred years later."

"If there is no husband and Nian Ze in the life of getting ahead, then it is not a good life." Yihe said.

Xie Peiwei touched his vest and just smiled.

When you are young, you are hot-blooded and everything is good. There are some questions that you can only know the answer to when the coffin is closed.

When the doctor came in, he happened to see two people kissing, and he didn't know whether to go in or go out.Fortunately, the two parted with a kiss.After greeting the doctor, Xie Peiwei continued to write the opinion letter, and Yihe followed the doctor to the treatment bed.

Qi Xuanjing entered the door quietly, approached Xie Peiwei and whispered in Xie Peiwei's ear: "Mr. Xu's sister has an accident."

For the first time, Xie Peiwei felt that Qi Xuanjing was indifferent.

Not to mention that he and Xu Cizhen have basically broken each other now, and the previous relationship was almost non-existent.Even if he still misses some of the old friendship, Xu Cizhen's sister had an accident, and it wasn't Xu Cizhen's accident. Does it need to tell him so eagerly?

"The young master of the Zhang family has returned to China." Qi Xuanjing said.

Xie Peiwei closed the PAD, and finally became more cautious: "Zhang Jingyong?"

"Yes. It is said that he has a very good relationship with that aunt of the Zhang family. He has been studying in Tajikistan for the past few years, and he will probably take over the Zhang family's business in Tajikistan in the future. This time, the grandma of the Zhang family is seriously ill. It may be that she is here for a funeral. Yes." Qi Xuanjing talked about the cause and effect.

Back then, Aunt Zhang's matter of cleaning up Xu Zimei in the outer room would definitely not be made a big fanfare and made it known to everyone.No matter how good her relationship with her nephew was, she wouldn't brag about such a trivial matter to her nephews abroad. After all, Xu Zimei could be crushed to death with just one finger, so what's the big deal?

Xie Peiwei came to Zhang's aunt for a relationship, and was appreciated by others, so Xie Peiwei rescued Xu Zimei.

Now that the old lady of the Zhang family is seriously ill, the Zhang family must be in a bad mood. Zhang Jingyong, who came back to visit the doctor, heard about the past and became angry. Isn't Xu Zimei unlucky?

"What method?" Xie Peiwei asked.

Qi Xuanjing showed a very disdainful expression: "A car accident."

"What about people?"

"Fatal. Walking on the sidewalk, the car 'lost control' and rode onto the curb, squeezing people into the wall. By accident, she fell into the safe space between the car and the wall, and broke several bones. Soft tissue contusion, not life threatening."

Qi Xuanjing said softly: "The speed of the car is very fast, and it is heading towards her—that young master of the Zhang family will not let it go."

At this time, Xu Zimei, who was living in the hospital, didn't know that it was a deliberate murder, and clamored to ask a lawyer to sue the "stupid female driver" to jail-she didn't need money, and she wanted to let the person who almost ran over her die The driver is in jail.

Xu Cizhen has rushed to the hospital.He had some doubts, but he couldn't be sure it wasn't an accident.

Qi Xuanjing kept a close eye on this aspect because Xie Peiwei was the one who pleaded for Xu Zimei back then. Since Zhang Jingyong had done something to Xu Zimei, he would probably blame Xie Peiwei too—he didn't care about Xu Zimei's life or death, but Xie Peiwei's safety was his. Responsibility must be taken before they happen.