Young Master Gu's Sweet Love

Anxin sat on the chair, carefully raised his eyes and looked at Lu Jiaming opposite him. He frowned slightly and did not say a word. He just kept staring at the test question.

I don't know how long it took for Lu Jiaming to put down the test question. Looking at such a cautious Anxin, Lu Jiaming is almost certain.

He handed Anxin a cup of warm water and asked, "how are you feeling recently?"

Anxin thanks Lu Jiaming for the water, takes a sip, thinks for a moment, and then answers Lu Jiaming's question, "I feel like I haven't had a good time recently, or it's a mess."

After a pause, Anxin continued, "in the past, no matter what kind of patients I faced, I could bear to go to see them. However, in this period of time recently, I can't help being irritable, and I'm not interested in things above work."

When Anxin is nervous, she always bites her lower lip involuntarily. In front of Lu Jiaming, she has done this kind of action more than once.

Perhaps it is because Lu Jiaming always looks gentle, and Anxin opens her heart in front of him, communicating with him as many problems as possible. She tried to let go of herself, and she also wanted to change her current situation. So when she faced Lu Jiaming, she answered what he asked.

Lu Jiaming is pleased that Anxin can cooperate with his work actively. At least in the face of the disease, Anxin does not blindly choose to escape, which is already the best cooperation.

However, in the further communication, Lu Jiaming also found that Anxin was suffering from mild depression. If she continues to do so without timely treatment, I am afraid that the impact on her life will be greater and greater, and even Lu Jiaming can not guarantee what will happen finally.

After all, the number of people who commit suicide every year because of depression is not enough. Lu Jiaming, as a psychologist, is more sensitive to this kind of thing.

After the diagnosis, Lu Jiaming was communicating with Anxin. His face was all serious, so as to make Anxin feel at ease and not worry about such things every day. "Miss an, I have learned about your situation now, but you don't need to worry too much. Since you come to see a doctor from me, I will try my best to help you out of the present state."

Hearing Lu Jiaming's words, Anxin nodded gently. She had been holding her bag belt tightly. She was very flustered in her heart.

"If you have frequent insomnia at night, you can also take a small amount of this medicine."

After that, Lu Jiaming handed a whole box of medicine to Anxin, and told her to take a small amount of it, as well as the matters needing attention.

Anxin put away the ezzopiclone in her hand, thanks Lu Jiaming to see her, and after paying some fees, she left alone.

In order to be able to come back for a follow-up visit at any time, Lu Jiaming specially left the contact information of Anxin.

Before that, Lu Jiaming had met Anxin before. At that time, Anxin was just a little girl who was not familiar with the world. He was a famous genius psychologist in the whole college. He had no disorderly feelings for Anxin, but he also heard from his professor many times that he had a positive and conscientious student.

In the past, Lu Jiaming was still thinking about how much such a student should love medicine, so that she could stick to learning every course.

However, when he saw such haggard Anxin, Lu Jiaming always felt that Anxin should not be like this. In his heart, he thought that Anxin should be a lively and cheerful girl instead of so decadent and gaunt.

When Anxin returned home, Xu Yingying's consolation call came.

"Anxin, what do you think of the psychiatrist?"

Hearing Xu Yingying's tone of concern, Anxin just gently smiles. When she recalls Lu Jiaming, who is serious and responsible, she tells Xu Yingying all her views on him. "Yingying, Dr. Lu is indeed a very responsible doctor, and I sometimes feel inferior to myself."

Xu Yingying called, not only asked Lu Jiaming how to treat her, but also wanted to know what Anxin was. She plopped down on the bed, rubbed her temples, and spoke again, "Anxin, is your disease coming out?"? Are you... "

Half of the time, Xu Yingying is not willing to go on. She has no idea how she should communicate with Anxin. She is also worried that she will prick Anxin's pain and make her feel psychologically uncomfortable. For Anxin, Xu Yingying is more distressed. Having known Anxin for so long, Xu Yingying has a clear enough understanding of the situation of Anxin.

Xu Yingying has never paid for the so-called love like Anxin. She also doesn't know what is good about Gu Zezhi. She can make Anxin spend so much time and even spend five years of youth with him. If possible, Xu Yingying is willing to persuade Anxin to leave Gu Zezhi, but she also knows that in front of love, everyone can't help themselves."Yingying, I'm fine. You don't have to worry about me."

Anxin doesn't want to let Xu Yingying be distracted from her work to worry about herself. She just describes her own situation briefly and tries to make every situation better, so that Xu Yingying can be completely relieved.

Hearing a lot of news from downstairs, Anxin said a few good-bye words with Xu Yingying, and then directly hung up the phone.

Gu Zezhi came home after busy with the company's affairs. Originally, he wanted to be able to have a good time with Anxin. However, before he had a rest, he received a call from his assistant. He had to go back to his study to deal with the company's emergencies.

Looking at the clock has pointed to 11:00 p.m., Gu Zezhi is still busy in the office. Anxin can see through the crack of the door. At the moment, he keeps reading the documents and frowns from time to time. The whole person looks very anxious. She wanted to have a good sleep after taking the medicine, but she thought that Gu Zezhi was not finished. Anxin could not settle down to rest.

Auntie shin, who was just preparing for the kitchen, nodded her head to prepare for the rest.

"Madam, do you want me to help you?"

Auntie looked at Anxin and inquired carefully. She always liked Anxin very much. Although she was a decent Mrs. Gu, she never put on airs and could always consider them when they were together.

Anxin just gently shook his head and pulled the coat on her body. "Auntie, it's so late. You should have a rest earlier. I can do these things myself. You don't have to worry."

After that, Anxin diameterwent into the kitchen, fried two light dishes, and cooked a bowl of clear soup noodles.

She put the things she had prepared on the dining plate and carefully carried it upstairs. She knocked on the door of the study.

Gu Zezhi put down the document in his hand, got up to open the door for Anxin, and saw her carrying the supper. He had been busy for so long, but he didn't feel hungry at first, but when he saw Anxin's prepared supper, he could not help feeling a little hungry.

"Ze Zhi, I know you haven't had time to have dinner, so I've made a pretext to prepare some food for you."

Gu Zezhi steps back, so that Anxin can enter the study.

Anxin put the plate on the tea table not far away, but also told Gu Zezhi to eat more. He was sitting in Gu Zezhi's position and looking through the documents he was processing.

In the face of Anxin's initiative, Gu Zezhi didn't say much. Although Anxin didn't ask about anything, Gu Zezhi could still feel that she always cared about herself.

Perhaps it is because Gu Zezhi has not had dinner for a long time, he is already hungry, or maybe it is because Anxin's cooking skills are getting better and better. Gu Zezhi, who has always had little appetite, ate all the supper prepared by Anxin. When Gu Zezhi collected the things and sent them into the kitchen, and washed the dishes and returned to the study, he saw Anxin lying on the desk, drowsy and asleep.

He gently went to Anxin, stretched out his hand to straighten her forehead disordered hair, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and drew a spoiled gentle smile.

In order not to wake Anxin, Gu Zezhi picked her up carefully and put it on the bed carefully, and then covered her quilt.

Gu Zezhi looked at her sleeping appearance, but gently left a shallow kiss between Anxin's forehead, "Xinxin, have a good dream."

However, Gu Zezhi did not find that the esmzopiclone drug was placed on the bedside table beside him, and he did not know how much impact on Anxin had been experienced during this period of time.

Anxin sleeps all night, which is something she never thought of.

By the time she woke up, it was half past five in the morning.

She looked at the empty beside her. She went to the study to see Gu Zezhi. He was still in a deep sleep at the moment. She did not know what dream he had. Her eyebrows were always tight and her face was full of anxiety. Anxin gently stretched out her hand to attach Gu Zezhi's eyebrows. Her action was very light, but she just wanted to smooth the frown for Gu Zezhi. At the same time, Anxin heard what Gu Zezhi had been saying. Maybe it was a little far away. Anxin didn't really hear it.

Until he got closer, Anxin heard Gu Ze's name in his mouth, "Xiao Tong, don't go, don't go..."