What if my brother is sick

Song Li withdrew his gaze in satisfaction, and said, "It's fine if you don't have one."

"Your current situation is not suitable for taking sleeping pills." She took a sip of coffee and continued: "If you really can't sleep, do more exercise."

Then, she started to cut to the chase: "You are too anxious."

Jiang Yan lowered her eyes, feeling that Song Li was right.

"But even so, your current situation is obviously much better than before."

Jiang Yan recalled the past, what was he like before?

In the days after Wen Bei went abroad, time was like hell for him, everything around him was boundless darkness, he couldn't control his emotions, sometimes calm, sometimes crazy.

Like the mother in my dream.

Are you better now than you were then?

"You should try to let go."

Song Li said a lot, but Jiang Yan only heard this sentence clearly.

He frowned, his eyes full of stubbornness: "Let go of what?"

Want me to put him down?give him up?Why?Give him up to someone else?

No!

"I don't..." I won't let go!

"To let you let go of the past." Song Li said.

Jiang Yan: "..."

Song Li ignored Jiang Yanleng's frightening expression, and said to himself: "You think the source of all your pain comes from the man you mentioned, don't you?"

Jiang Yan kept silent with a cold face, but his hand tightly clutching the corner of his clothes revealed his mood at this moment.

Yeah?Isn't it?Jiang Yan herself couldn't figure out what to do.

Song Li looked straight at Jiang Yan, and she no longer had the smile she had when they first met. She said word by word the truth that Jiang Yan had been unwilling to face.

"You also noticed it? The one you hate is just a substitute for your parents."

Word by word, word by word.

Yes, he had noticed it himself, and he knew it himself.

He just doesn't want to face it.

Song Li observed Jiang Yan's face and sighed.

"Who is he coming back for?"

Jiang Yan froze, and the thoughts that popped up in her heart suddenly lifted up slowly after her heart fell to the bottom.

He came back, came to find himself, and went to his own school and class to be his own head teacher...

Did he come back for himself...

"I...I don't know."

"Don't know, or dare not think?" Song Li asked.

I dare not think about it.

How dare you think, how dare you think so extravagantly?

"Although I don't know what kind of feelings he has for you, I can still see it."

Jiang Yan looked at her.

Song Li smiled easily: "Don't worry, I don't discriminate, otherwise I wouldn't have been your doctor for so long."

Jiang Yan: "...Thank you."

Song Li shrugged, then looked down at his watch, and said to Jiang Yan: "Okay, the time is up, and this is the end of the conversation."

This is Song Li's principle, and each conversation with a patient should not exceed half an hour.

She picked up the bag beside her, suddenly thought of something, and said to Jiang Yan: "By the way, don't take this medicine just now, but continue to take the bottle you opened earlier."

The other bottle is for anxiety.

Jiang Yan nodded.

Jiang Yan hadn't eaten that bottle much, and the side effects were relatively serious.

Song Li and Jiang Yan walked outside together, Song Li said as he walked: "But taking medicine is just to make you not so sad, everything still depends on yourself."

She stopped, faced Jiang Yan and patted him on the shoulder, "Try to forgive, it's good for everyone."

Jiang Yan pushed open the door of the coffee shop, looked outside the door, and showed a long-lost smile: "Yeah."

Song Li looked up at him with surprise.

Jiang Yan didn't look at her, he looked straight at the person in front of him.

Jiang Yan didn't expect that Wen Bei was still waiting for him.

As night fell, the street was dimly lit, a scene that was not seen during the day. The man was squatting on the side of the street, and in front of him was a cat.

He was petting the cat while talking, the scarf around his neck fell to the ground, he picked it up and shook it at the cat, making the cat in front of him meow.

Jiang Yan remembered that the scarf was chocolate-flavored.

Song Li looked at him, and followed his gaze to the person who was concentrating on petting the cat.

The cat had already left. The man stood up with a regretful expression, and then saw Jiang Yan standing not far away. Unfortunately, he was immediately replaced by a smile, and waved towards him with a smile.

The night is bright, but it is no match for his smile.

"I will." Jiang Yan heard herself say.

Song Li looked at him, and at the man waving towards him not far away, he smiled knowingly and gratifiedly.

According to the usual practice, the two will have dinner together after talking, but today...

Song Li snorted pretending to be dissatisfied: "It seems that I don't have any dinner tonight."

Jiang Yan pursed her lips and said, "Sorry."

Song Li waved his hand and said, "Forget it, forget it, remember you owe me a meal next time."

Jiang Yan nodded, raised her foot and couldn't wait to walk forward.

The weather in March was still very cold, Wen Bei's face was flushed from the cold, and he was slightly pleasantly surprised: "Why did you come out so soon?"

When I got closer, even my ears were red from the cold.

Jiang Yan felt annoyed, she shouldn't have kept him waiting for so long.

"Have you finished your meal?" Wen Bei asked, with white air coming out of his mouth.

"No." Jiang Yan felt distressed secretly, and frowned: "It's so cold, why don't you go back?"

Just as Wen Bei was about to answer, his eyes met Song Li, he was stunned, and then asked, "This is...?"

There was a gentle smile on his face, but his heart exploded.

Xiao Yan and a cute girl sat in the coffee shop for half an hour? !

No wonder Wen Bei thinks too much. Although Song Li is Jiang Yan's psychiatrist, she is only a few years older than Jiang Yan. She usually wears a fresh and cute style, and the clothes she wears are smaller than the other. , today wearing a chiffon print dress with a bear bag, looks like a seventeen or eighteen year old girl.

Jiang Yan looked at Song Li, and just as she was about to speak, Song Li stretched out her hand first. She smiled and said to Wen Bei: "Hi, my name is Song Li, and I'm Jiang Yan's friend." As she spoke, she secretly looked at Wen Bei north.

After Jiang Yan heard this, she just glanced at Song Li and didn't express her opinion. After all, the rhetoric of a friend is better than that of a psychiatrist.

Before Wen Bei could react from the shock, he stretched out his hand a little stiffly, and said slowly, "...Hi, my name is Wen Bei, Xiao Yan's brother."

It turns out that this is Jiang Yan's brother whom he misses so much...

Song Li looked shocked, covered his mouth with his hands and pretended to be surprised: "Ah! It turns out that Jiang Yan has an older brother."

Wen Bei smiled and nodded.

Jiang Yan put on a dull face, turning a blind eye to my performance who should cooperate with you.

"Both brothers are so handsome, their genes are really strong." Song Li smiled meaningfully.

Wen Bei: "...Congratulations." You're so good at talking!

Wen Bei felt a sense of crisis in his heart. Does Jiang Yan like this kind of cute and talking? !