Liang Yimo heard a slight movement from behind and turned his head.
Their eyes met, Wang Qing took the lead to step forward and stretched out her jade-like right hand, "Hello, I am your psychiatrist. Please lift your chin and tuck the long hair behind your ears loosely. Ye Chen has been beaten in the morning.
In greeting, she also extended her right hand and shook hands with the woman, "I am Liang Yimo."
Wang Qing saw that her face looked a little uncomfortable and asked, "Have you been suffering from insomnia lately?"
"Um."
The woman did not feel restrained. She stood there and chatted with Liang Yimo, "Like you, I had severe insomnia for a while, but I still asked customer service. But the process was very hard, so we feel the same way."
Seeing that Liang Yimo was not interested in what she said, the woman just listened quietly. She tried to explain, "I'm sorry, I shouldn't be able to say this, but I think we should be able to talk together. I did it a while ago
I fell in love, and we both reached the point where we were talking about marriage, but we finally broke up. After the breakup, I often had insomnia, thinking about some unpleasant things in the past, and my mood was extremely bad. In the end, I still figured it out. Through these, I
I just want to tell you that in fact, it is not difficult to treat your illness. The good or bad all depends on your thoughts, and your treatment will not be complicated. Please believe me, I will cure you."
Perhaps she was really distressed, and Wang Qing really hoped that the woman in front of her could recover soon.
Faced with such sincere words, Liang Yimo raised his head and looked at the woman in front of him. She had a very good temperament. Liang Yimo was only wearing a large sweater and one size larger slippers, "I know, you are here to treat me."
I'm sick, but I'm not sick, so I don't need treatment."
"Of course." Wang Qing nodded, "I'm just here to talk with you."
"Okay." Liang Yimo was a little unwilling to cooperate, "You can just stand here and accompany me. With this weather, is autumn coming?"
Wang Qing has a good temper. She looks into the distance with her gaze. Jingyun Yishou is a castle as big as the ancient European century. It is enviable to live in such a gorgeous place, but
The sadness in the eyes of the woman in front of her never fades away, "Yes, summer is coming to an end again. They say autumn is too bleak and a withering season, but I like it very much. The feeling of being covered with golden color is like a flower.
The fire is burning, it is beautiful and full of poetry and painting. No wonder many ancient poets sang about autumn."
Liang Yimo nodded and smiled, "Yes, if there is a ginkgo tree in the yard, it will be even more beautiful when the wind blows, as if it has rained."
Liang Yimo thought of the rows of ginkgo trees with golden branches and leaves at Wall University. It also reminded her of the happy scene of their family under the ginkgo tree in the garden at home. The wind blew and the ginkgo trees
The leaves are falling, it's really beautiful.
"Sir, I should love you very much. Since you like me, tell him and he will definitely do it for you."
Liang Yimo's mood, which finally got better, turned dull after hearing these few words. She retracted the curvature of the corner of her mouth. The sudden change in her expression made Wang Qing almost realize that her smile just now was an illusion, "
Forget it, I don’t want to trouble him!"
Liang Yimo was depressed at home for a long time, and no one talked to her. Although He Ma could chat, she still talked very little. It was good to have someone to talk to with her, so that she would not be empty. This was good. Liang Yimo did not
There is no rejection, but she feels that she is not sick at all and there is no need to spend money on her. However, she has been having insomnia recently and has the same dream. Maybe she can really find a psychiatrist who can have some feelings for her. The woman in front of her, she
It's not annoying, talking makes me feel comfortable, and he likes it very much.
"Many people say that heart diseases require heart medicine." Wang Qing pointed to the lucky bamboo in front of the window, "Did you see it? Lucky bamboo is a plant that is difficult to cultivate. Its vitality is very tenacious and has never been used for...
He gave up on himself for a reason, even if he didn't take good care of it, he still overcame all kinds of difficulties and survived."
Liang Yimo turned his attention to the lucky bamboo in front of the window, "But sometimes, fate often doesn't give them the courage to live. Just like this potted flower, if I don't water it for half a month, it won't survive that day."
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Wang Qing looked at the sky. It was clear that the sun was shining brightly, and the sky was as clear as water. She stretched out her white jade-like hands to catch the sunlight, and scattered it, no matter how hard it was blocked, it could not be blocked.
Liang Yimo knew very well that she was not sick, and she did not want to receive such treatment. She thought this was good, really good, at least she could sit quietly and wait for dark and dawn.
Footsteps were heard again in the corridor. Liang Yimo did not look back, looking at the patches of hyacinth flowers outside the window, immersed in such a dream.
Wang Qing heard a voice behind her and came through her, "Who are you?"
Shen Jiayao stood at the entrance of the stairs, looking at Liang Yimo at the end of the corridor. For a moment, the resentment in her eyes could make people shudder. She walked into Liang Yimo step by step, and saw her dressed in furniture, holding hands tightly.
Getting up, she took a breath and asked Liang Yimo in a cold voice, "Liang Yimo, are you satisfied now?"
She forced her way in while Ye Chen was away. She had been to this villa before and there was no real hostess in it, but now she saw the hostess here and was very unwilling to do so.
Liang Yimo had already watered the plants in front of the window, put the kettle aside, and said without squinting, "Shen Jiayao, if you haven't had enough trouble, go find Ye Chen. He should be able to listen to your hypocritical speeches."
Wang Qing had already walked downstairs in time, sat in the living room, turned on the TV loudly, and concentrated on watching TV.
Liang Yimo walked past Shen Jiayao and walked into her bedroom. Shen Jiayao also came in and looked at the surrounding layout and environment of the bedroom. She looked at the wide double bed and the supplies in the room. She was so jealous that she couldn't hold it back.
Knowing what he remembered, he laughed triumphantly, "Liang Yimo, is Chen very good at bed matters? Can he satisfy you and make you have orgasms every time, unable to help yourself?"
"boring!"
"Yes, I'm bored. If you can't even stand these, then I have something more exciting here. Do you want to listen? The bed behind you, the table, the window sill, and we are all in the whole room.
What would you do if you have done it? I also forgot to tell you that when he is passionate, he likes to move in and out of my body wildly, call my name, and kiss all over my body. He says that I drive him crazy!"
After hearing this, Liang Yimo laughed softly, with his long black hair flowing behind his back, "First of all, I want to congratulate you. What you said really stimulated me. That man didn't have many romantic affairs before he got married.
, if you want to win sympathy, you should go to my husband, I think your remarks should be able to evoke his memories!"