"Don't be afraid, I won't force you to do something you don't want to do. If you don't want to see a psychiatrist, I won't force you to see a psychiatrist." He didn't understand why she was so sensitive to the psychiatrist, so Duanmu Xiu had to coax her first.
After his comfort, Xiahou Xiyue became less excited.
Her mental condition...
Luo Huaixi half-squinted his exhibition eyes and looked at her thoughtfully.
"Honey, let's go home." Duanmu Xiu put his strong arms around her waist, hugging her domineeringly yet tenderly.
Go home, is that still her home? Xiahou Xiyue looked a little dazed, but she didn't resist him.
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Xiahou Xiyue returned to the Duanmu family, which made many people happy, especially Yuan Qing. When he saw her, he took her and talked excitedly about what happened in the two years she was away, which made Duanmu Xiu enjoy it.
She went back to her room and refused to talk to anyone else.
Although she had been back once, she was still surprised to step into a place that had not changed at all in the past two years.
Duanmu Xiu hugged her and was reluctant to let go. He said: There is your shadow in every place here. I dare not change it at all, for fear that you will not recognize it.
It would be a lie to say that he was not moved, but the more he did for her, the more uneasy her heart became. She had already collapsed once and could not accept any more blows.
Duanmu Xiu took her hand and walked towards the bathroom, but unexpectedly caused her to panic.
"What's wrong?" Her return indeed made him feel joy that he had never experienced before. Maybe it was because they had been separated for too long. There was always a gap between them, and she always wanted to distance herself intentionally or unintentionally.
Him, this made him feel a little uncomfortable, and he could only bear it when he thought about the reason why they hadn't been together for too long.
Xiahou Xiyue looked at his face a little embarrassed, and then gestured: "I want to wash it myself."
Duanmu Xiu's face froze slightly, and he couldn't help but smile bitterly: "We used to take baths together."
Xiahou Xiyue's face turned slightly red, she bit her lower lip gently, and looked at him with pitiful eyes.
She did it on purpose, knowing that this was the look he couldn't resist the most, Duanmu Xiu sighed lowly, could only spread his hands, and left the bathroom helplessly.
Seeing that he had gone out, Xiahou Xiyue was visibly relieved. She immediately locked the bathroom door and prepared warm bath water in the spacious bathtub. Her eyes passed over the bathtub and stopped at the inlay on the wall.
In the floor-to-ceiling mirror inside, he slowly rolled up his sleeves, and as his snow-white arms were exposed to the air, he saw that they were covered with dazzling scars. Although they had faded a lot, you can still imagine what he looked like at that time.
What a horrific scene.
Her clear eyes were instantly covered with confusion. She hugged her body with her arms and slowly squatted down along the wall.
One by one
She finally returned to him, and Duanmu Xiu couldn't calm down for a long time.
He glanced at the bathroom with a smile on his face, then returned to the bed, picked up the phone, and called Xiang Nan.
Xiang Nan was a little surprised. He thought that the young master, who had been abstinent for two years, couldn't wait to take Xiyue back to the room to have sex. "Master, what are your orders?"
Duanmu Xiu said calmly: "Find someone who can speak sign language. I want the most effective and quick way. The shorter the time, the better."
