Su Man hesitated, and for a long time she heard herself ask softly: "Zhou Xun, do you like me?"
Zhou Xun was startled.
He pushed Su Man away, frowned and pinched her cheek. Still feeling uneasy, he pinched the tip of her nose again.
Su Man was out of breath. She stepped back to avoid his control, "What are you doing? I can't breathe."
"This way you won't ask some unintelligible questions." Zhou Xun pecked the corner of her mouth.
"Oh." Su Man looked away and swallowed the words that rolled to her lips.
The little white man in his head glared at Su Man with hatred, and was so angry that he said, "This love brain is hopeless!"
With another pop, it popped back into Su Man's mind.
The little black man grinned in victory, and said to Su Man with bared teeth and claws: "Remember, don't do anything you don't have confidence in. You will be the one who suffers when the time comes."
These words seemed to be persuading Su Man, but in fact they were intended to drag her into fallacy.
"Fart!" The little white man came out again, holding on to the little black man's ears, "Come back with me!"
She was a little worried about the two villains in her mind. She rubbed herself into Zhou Xun's chest, leaving only the top of his hair.
Her hair was thick and fragrant. Zhou Xun ruffled it and gently pinched her soft earlobes, "I like it."
"Huh?" Su Man had a battle between heaven and man in her mind, and she had no time to capture his short words.
She raised her head in confusion, and happened to bump into his lips.
"It's only been a few days and you're so proactive?"
Su Man bit him, her eyes as charming as silk, "I still have time to be more proactive."
Her thoughts were suddenly drawn far away. Zhou Xun picked her up and she sat on the counter.
The thin pajamas could not withstand the coldness of the table. The man in front of her had hot eyes, and Su Man raised her head slightly.
"Why take the initiative?" Zhou Xun smiled.
Her fingertips melodiously slid along his wrinkled shirt, moving slowly to his buttons. She unbuttoned one button, then pushed him away with evil intentions, "I'm hungry."
The stew on the opposite side was already smoky and fragrant.
"When did you change to such a smart system?" Zhou Xun noticed subtle changes in her home.
Su Man looked around for a week, already accustomed to smart services. She held hot soup and explained kindly, "Miaomiao gave me a set as a gift when she won a prize."
Zhou Xun raised his eyebrows, "When did she get so lucky?"
"Is she very unlucky?" Su Man became interested, "It's impossible that she hasn't won the 'One More Bottle'."
I don’t know if Bai Qiumiao has been successful, but she has not been successful.
"How can the unlucky guy not even win the 'one more bottle'?"
The little unfortunate guy put the bowl on the table in one fell swoop. The spoon collided with the bowl and made a clanking sound.
Her temper also spread, causing Chacha, who was eating broccoli, to raise his head in fear.
"I am the unlucky guy you call me."
"I know."
"But I didn't miss it completely."
She vaguely remembered that someone gave her the prize she won.
So she has won, but not completely.
Zhou Xun remembered the summer vacation when the two met for the last time when they were teenagers. Su Man was kicking stones as if she had been beaten by frost.
After asking Zhou Qian, I found out that even though she bought many drinks, she never won the "one more bottle" prize.
He ran to the convenience store, bought almost all the drinks, got a small bottle cap, and asked Zhou Qian to give it to her.
Not knowing what Zhou Qian said to her, Su Man looked at his position. He immediately stiffened and did not dare to move.
"I remember a fool gave me a bottle cap." Su Man picked up the spoon again and stirred the soup.
Zhou Xun's eyes twitched, "Well, then you are quite lucky."
Zhou Xun was quite difficult to deal with that night. His resentment came from nowhere and he tossed her over and over again.
Her whole body was like floating duckweed, letting him push her forward.
Su Man was exhausted and fell into a deep sleep as soon as it was over.
Zhou Xun held her in his arms, feeling very satisfied. He murmured in a low voice, "I am that fool."
Su Man murmured softly and found a comfortable position in his arms.
As early as early morning, Chacha was so anxious that he lingered at the door. Suddenly, he stopped and looked at the door.
But it was very quiet tonight, and Su Man didn't make a sound.
The puppy relaxed a little. It returned to the den and stared at the door, not knowing when it would fall asleep.
Su Chaoyang's phantom did not find Su Man, and she had a good sleep.
…
Su Man contacted the psychiatrist privately, but because Zhou Xun was at home, she did not go to the studio immediately.
Zhou Xun recently had a new investment project and was asked to leave within half a day.
She also packed up and headed to the mental hospital.
Her driver's license was confiscated by Su Qing. She angrily scolded Su Qing in the parking garage and had to take a taxi.
When we arrived at the mental hospital, the doctor was still busy, the door was closed, and Su Man sat on the waiting chair at the door, listening to music with headphones on.
The singing sound reached her ears, accompanied by a burst of electricity, which stimulated her ears, so she immediately took them off.
The door was also opened from the inside, and a familiar figure walked out.
"Although your condition has improved now, you still need to rely on medicine to maintain it." The doctor patted Xu Qingcan's shoulder, glanced at the appointment record, and nodded to the curious woman in front of him, "Su Man, right?"
Su Man nodded.
Xu Qingcan came to his senses, saw her, and twitched the corner of his mouth, "You're still here."
"Since you can see that I have mental problems, I should come and take a look."
"Mental illness always shows sympathy for each other." Xu Qingcan suddenly laughed.
He twisted his wrist, and the rose on his wrist trembled. The doctor laughed and hit him, "What are you talking about?"
Xu Qingcan's tone was full of ridicule and disdain for life.
"Anyway, I just have a bunch of rotten bones." Xu Qingcan walked out nonchalantly, raised his head at Su Man, "Let's go."
Su Man said "goodbye" to him.
She followed the doctor into the house. As soon as she sat down, before the doctor could ask, she spoke first, "What's wrong with the man who just left?"
The doctor pushed up the frame on the bridge of his nose and said, "It is our duty to keep the patient's confidentiality. I'm sorry I can't tell you."
Forgot about this one.
"Then is he seriously ill?"
"What is your relationship with Mr. Xu?" the doctor asked.
"Should be friends."
"Should?" the doctor asked doubtfully.
"We are friends."
The doctor nodded and did not tell Su Man the details, but his expression was serious, "Based on Mr. Xu's previous medical records, his condition is very serious."
The current crux is that Xu Qingcan cannot express the deep and complex depression in his heart.
"If you are really his friend, you can persuade him. This will be beneficial to his psychological treatment."
The doctor put away Xu Qingcan's report, and Su Man saw the exposed corner, which read - severe depression.
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