[Is it possible for you to fall in love with another woman?] She didn’t know why she asked this stupid question?!
Su Shijie was silent for a few minutes: "I try my best."
【I'm not forcing you...as long as you do what you like.】
"Um."
Chanel's fingers stopped, as if she no longer knew what to write.
There was a terrible stalemate in the room.
Chanel never knew that she would become so depressed when she stayed with Su Shijie. It was as if the air had been sucked out of her. She was so uncomfortable that she didn't know what to do.
[The piano music you play is very nice. I never knew you could play the piano.]
Su Shijie smiled lightly: "There are many things you don't know."
She has never really gotten to know him. There are many, many things about him that she doesn't know.
However, he understood everything about her clearly...
Chanel's throat suddenly choked up, and she lowered her gaze [Can you play it for me again?]
"Shall I teach you?"
Chanel nodded.
In the golden light, Chanel's slender little hands were led by Su Shijie, beating on the keys...
The intermittent sound of the piano is playing, but it cannot be connected to a tune, but it is a bit harsh.
Su Shijie was very patient, teaching her and telling her over and over again.
His big palm gently folded on her small hand, letting her fingers move with him.
Chanel sat in his arms.
His breath enveloped her, and his broad mind seemed to be a harbor where she could stay for the rest of her life.
Chanel's eyes suddenly became a little moist, and her tears couldn't stop falling.
But she gritted her teeth and told herself not to cry. No matter what happened in the future, she would never shed tears again.
She promised Su Shijie that she would do it and she must do it.
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The next morning, Su Shijie contacted a world-famous psychiatrist.
Chanel was lying on the bed leaning on the big pillow, her face pale.
At first, she refused to talk to the psychiatrist about anything. She felt that she was not mentally ill, and she knew exactly where her illness was...
Her problem lies in that she clearly knows what the problem is, but she can't open her heart.
More importantly, she was afraid that the psychologist would see through her thoughts. All along, Chanel was like an onion, wrapping her heart layer by layer in the deepest part.
However, even though Chanel said nothing, the psychologist seemed to be able to see through her thoughts.
"I think Miss Xia needs absolute silence." The psychologist asked Su Shijie, "Can you please leave?"
Su Shijie's face condensed, and after a moment of silence, he took Xiao Zhang out and closed the door.
"Ms. Xia, you can speak now."
Since it was inconvenient for Chanel to speak, their method of communication was to chat by typing on the computer.
Chanel still didn't want to say too much about her thoughts, she just said lightly: [I'm not happy.]
【Why are you unhappy?】
[I don’t know either. I obviously hoped that things would develop like this, but when things really turned out like this, I was still unhappy.]
[I wonder if Ms. Xia has ever heard a story?] Then the psychologist told a story.
There was an old lady who had two daughters. The eldest daughter married an umbrella seller, and the younger daughter married a laundry owner.