Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 92 Saturday with Flowers in Bloom

The three of them came to the second floor.

"The second floor is very simple." Su Qing introduced. "The east side is my mother's room, and the west side is another room. The west room should still be empty. Aunt Xiang hasn't moved in yet. I'll show you around."

"Why do my mother and Aunt Jing live upstairs?" He Qingyan wondered dissatisfiedly.

"Can we still let our elders live downstairs with us?" Gu Ran said.

As for worrying about the risk of elders taking the stairs, they are not at all. Although this villa only has three floors, there is an elevator.

"My mother and I should live upstairs, and you, your wife, and your mother-in-law should live downstairs."

"Ignore her." Su Qing said calmly to Gu Ran, "There are many characteristics of mania. Specific to He Qingyan, no matter what others say, she will always object to them."

"Gang Jing is indeed a disease." Gu Ran said.

In fact, he was talking about Amelia Su.

The three of them turned around and saw Zhuang Jing walking in with a smile. Her casual home clothes could not hide her dignity and elegance.

He Qingyan put her slender fingers on his shoulders and pushed him gently: "Stay away from me. We are not the same breed of dogs."

"Of course not," she said, "but my mother is the world's top psychologist. If even someone with her status can't make a lot of money, is it necessary for psychology to exist? Of course it's not more money than less money. It’s a matter of importance.”

"Okay, that makes sense." Gu Ran nodded.

Zhuang Jing remembered what happened in {Jinghai}'s office.

Except that there is no kitchen, this is exactly where the family lives. It has a living room, a study room, two balconies, a bathroom, a cloakroom, and a bedroom.

"I know." Su Qing responded.

Speaking of Zhuang Jing, what else could he say? The God of Wealth also likes Zhuang Jing.

"I used to be short of money, but now that I'm working, I'll buy any book Aunt Jing touches!"

"No," Zhuang Jing shook her head gently, "I thought you guys should be back, so I came out to take a look. I'm not busy with any important work. I'm helping an old classmate write the preface to his new book."

He thinks there's nothing wrong with 'your wife' and 'your mother-in-law', so he insists on making an argument!

What kind of bedroom is there in front of me?

"Is this how mental hospitals make money?"

After visiting the bedroom on the west side of the second floor, Su Qing took Gu Ran and He Qingyan back to the first floor - of course it was impossible to visit Zhuang Jing's bedroom on the east side, unless He Qingyan led the way.

When he was about to leave, he suddenly reminded Su Qing and told Su Qing: "Don't just introduce the inside of the house, take a look outside as well."

"Aunt Jing." Gu Ran said, "Did we disturb you at work?"

"The person who wrote the preface didn't buy it. It seems that your faith is not pious." Su Qing chuckled and sarcastically said.

"No." A slightly smiling voice.

To complete some external work, she also had to conduct her own research, and no amount of time was enough.

She added: "It's a good idea to show him around, lest he use the excuse of unfamiliarity to break into your bathroom."

Su Qing smiled.

"Hmm?" He Qingyan's rising tone changed the tone of Gu Ran's words.

"Yes." Su Qing nodded, "The room has been assigned. I will show him around. After all, he spent money to buy books, and this house also has his bricks and tiles."

Zhuang Jing was busy. She only said that she would help others write the preface, but her job was not just about writing the preface.

She continued to tell Amelia Su: "Xiao Qing, take them around, mainly Xiaoran, Xiaoyan is already very familiar with them."

There is even a darkroom!

Su Qing stepped aside slightly: "This is the room I used to live in."

"How big is this room?" Gu Ran couldn't help but ask.

"Su Qing is right." He Qingyan actually agreed, "I really don't want to let my mother and I live upstairs; Ling Jing is really sick."

"Maybe it's corruption." He Qingyan put her hand on her chin and muttered, as if she was a famous detective who came to a mansion for vacation and ended up having to solve a case.

She scolded with a slightly doting tone: "If you don't cause trouble, no one will go astray."

Zhuang Jing was amused and laughed happily. She asked with a smile: "Are you visiting?"

"I was still thinking before, why would you rent a house of 140 square meters alone, but now I understand." Gu Ran said.

Gu Ran immediately said: "Aunt Jing, I bought your book and the book you translated! Now I put it in the room downstairs!"

"This is my home." He Qingyan said.

The three of them walked to the west, opened a door, and the space suddenly opened up.

In addition to the elderly room, the first guest room, and the second guest room, there are two living rooms, a kitchen, and a conversation room on the first floor.

"No, Aunt Jing spent more money on me." Gu Ran said modestly.

He Qingyan was so courageous that even Zhuang Jing dared to tease her.

"Of course it's your home." Zhuang Jing replied with a smile.

Su Qing thought for a while: "I forgot, but the entire second floor is about 600 square meters, excluding the public area, and my bedroom is already small, about 150 to 200 square meters."

After looking at the first floor, it is the basement.

The basement has a fifty-meter swimming pool, gym, home theater, wine cellar, and direct access to the garage.

"If you want to do push-ups in the future, come here." Su Qing pointed to the gym and smiled.

Gu Ran approached the floor-to-ceiling window and took a look above. It was obviously a basement, but the gym could see the sun and overlook the sea below the mountain.

"Welcome Gu Ran to come and see me practice Pilates in yoga clothes." He Qingyan clapped her hands and said, "I'm not the only one. Su Qing, Aunt Jing, my mother, everyone will wear yoga clothes, sportswear, and swimsuits. come here."

"Then I'll try to stagger the time and come to the gym alone." Gu Ran said.

"Only when everyone works together can we be motivated." Su Qing said, "Don't avoid the accusation that it is meaningless just because you are talking crazy."

"Mr. Gu, let me show you a show." With that said, He Qingyan walked towards the Cadillac bed.

She lay on her back on the bed, raised her buttocks, and stepped on the push-pull bar with her feet.

Gu Ran didn't know what the bed was called, didn't know what a push-pull bar was, and didn't know what kind of movements He Qingyan performed. Anyway, to an outsider's perspective, it looked like an exercise posture on the bed.

Specifically, it means raising the girl's legs, bringing them together, and lifting her buttocks.

Based on Gu Ran's dreaming experience, it is not recommended for novices to try this position casually as it is too tight.

Gu Ran turned away and saw that He Qingyan was wearing safety pants.

He Qingyan slid out of bed neatly, without feeling bulky. She said: "There are many such postures, and you need to practice more. Push-ups are too monotonous. Girls will feel bored if they stay in the same posture."

"Are you talking about fitness?" Gu Ran asked her.

"Of course not." He Qingyan said matter-of-factly, "I'm talking."

"Leave." Su Qing interrupted.

He Qingyan walked up to Gu Ran and said to him: "The movement I made just now is from an angle when viewed from the back, and it looks good from the front as well. You can see my tight, big, soft breasts."

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"There is another step to this movement, which is to open your legs in a V shape."

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Pilates. Who invented it? Why was this sport invented? Gu Ran couldn't help but feel doubtful.

Of course this is a serious movement, but He Qingyan, the user, is not serious, just like a psychiatrist using hypnosis to treat patients, or a female high school student using hypnosis to bully her male classmates.

However, Gu Ran has come to book the gym!

It's not about Pilates, swimsuits, weird postures, absolutely nothing.

Simply to satisfy the sense of novelty.

There is a newly opened shopping mall nearby. I will go check it out when I have time. What’s more, there is a gym “at home”?

"We've probably finished visiting the house, what do you think?" Su Qing asked Gu Ran when they went upstairs.

"This is simply paradise. I don't understand why you would go out and rent a house by yourself." Gu Ran said.

"Because it's inconvenient to eat at McDonald's." Su Qing replied, "In the community where I live, there is a McDonald's right from the south gate."

She just didn't talk about the 200 million bracelet, which is very similar to her character.

"Can't you order takeout here?"

"Yes, yes." Su Qing sighed, as if she was tired from walking, "I just have to trouble the property management to deliver it from the gate. I don't like to trouble others, even if I pay the property fee."

He Qingyan whistled.

If an ordinary person suddenly hums a song or whistles, Gu Ran can be sure that this person is in a good mood at this time, but He Qingyan is not the same.

She has hypomania.

The ambiguous words she said and the flirtatious things she did were all like this, and it was impossible to know whether she was sincere or whether she was acting on the spur of the moment due to mania.

Just like the lyrics of "Lost Love Front Alliance", she left her phone number but refused to let anyone take her home - what on earth was she thinking?

Gu Ran didn't even know what Amelia Su was thinking.

Twenty-year-old girls are really complicated - it's not that women of other ages are simple, it's just that Gu Ran has never been exposed to women of other ages.

"Go outside for a walk." Su Qing said.

"Wait!" He Qingyan went to the kitchen and opened the refrigerator, "Su Qing, why is there no ice cream in the refrigerator?"

She knew clearly that Amelia Su had just moved back, so she insisted on saying this. Gu Ran could understand why Amelia Su didn't want to talk to her.

"Forget it, just vegetables." He Qingyan came back with three cucumbers in her hand and handed them to Su Qing and Gu Ran.

Su Qing also answered.

First, she saw with her own eyes that what He Qingyan took out from the refrigerator was not something inexplicable;

Two, this is her family’s thing;

Third, she is also a little hungry.

When you eat it, the cucumber is very fresh, crisp and refreshing, with a light fragrance.

Even Pilates could think of something obscene. Of course He Qingyan would not let go of the cucumber, but she didn't say anything. She just glanced at Gu Ran with a smile while eating.

Seeing that she was eating well, Gu Ran didn't know whether to be excited or worried.

Outside, there is Chinese-style landscaping, one scene at a time, and every window frames a scene.

"Further forward is the garden, my favorite place." Su Qing said.

The garden is surrounded by a flower wall, filled with flowers. When you step into it, you feel like you are drowned in a sea of ​​flowers.

Gu Ran was so fascinated that he subconsciously took out his cell phone.

"What kind of flower is this?" he asked subconsciously while taking pictures.

"Longsha gem," Su Qing looked at all this with nostalgia, "a kind of rose flower."

"Rose?" Gu Ran was puzzled, "Isn't that a spring flower? May?"

Su Qing looked at him: "Do you still understand flowers?"

"I don't understand it at all. I just saw a sentence like 'In May, the roses are in full bloom' in a certain book."

Su Qing smiled, because Gu Ran's words made her feel closer to him inexplicably.

She said: "Rose blooms in May and June, but it actually has nothing to do with the month. Roses will not bloom in May in the Arctic. The key is the climate. On this mountain, because of the different altitudes, you can see all kinds of flowers. Such flowers.

"In addition, roses are a very broad category. For example, roses can bloom every month and are also a type of rose. Longsha Gemstone is a type of rose."

She added: "Follow me."

Looking at Su Qing who was in high spirits, Gu Ran couldn't help but smile and said, "Do you like flowers?"

"She doesn't like flowers, it's because the people she likes come to the place she likes." He Qingyan said.

Gu Ran said nothing.

"He Qingyan," Su Qing looked at her, "If you keep talking nonsense, I will bury you in a flower. Do you believe it or not?"

He Qingyan said nothing, with her hands clasped behind her small waist, her fair and bright face raised, admiring the Longsha gem flower wall.

The petals fell, and she blew a breath. The petals swirled in her breath, and finally fell on her hair.

She wrinkled her little nose slightly dissatisfied.

Seeing that He Qingyan didn't refute, Su Qing let her go and continued walking forward.

Not long after she left, she squatted on the side of the road. Gu Ran noticed the curve of her legs folded together, and her buttocks became fuller.

Su Qing concentrated on holding up a small red flower among the flowers with her hands, turned her head and said to Gu Ran with a smile: "You have read so many books, guess what this is?"

"Is it related to books?"

"That's the title of the book."

Gu Ran laughed, not because he had guessed, but because he was interested in this guessing game.

In fact, he was not interested in guessing riddles, but found it interesting to guess riddles with Su Qing.

"The Peony Pavilion?" he guessed.

"No." Su Qing smiled, her face more beautiful than the red flowers.

""Peach Blossom Fan"?"

"The heroine is also killed in the end."

"How did you die?"

"suicide."

Gu Ran started laughing and was about to say something when He Qingyan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly had an idea and rushed to say: "Poppy!"

Gu Ran is so angry!

"Wrong, the title of the book is Poppy Grass!" He said, "There is also a 'grass'!"

"You guessed the name of the flower. Who told you the name of the book?" He Qingyan said proudly.

Su Qing stood up with a smile and said to Gu Ran, "She's right."

Gu Ran could only say coldly: "In "Under the Cherry Tree", it is said that corpses are buried under the cherry blossoms to make them bloom so beautifully; in "Dragon Babu", Mrs. Wang also used people to make flower fertilizer - He Qingyan, do you want it? Try it? You are a beauty, and it is just right to be buried under the poppy poppy."

"I hate it~" Beauty He Qingyan was shy.

Su Qing led Gu Ran the way: "There is a Clivia here."

From then on, Gu Ran did not dare to call himself a gentleman.

The garden is beautiful, with dahlias with cream-tipped petals, evening primroses blooming along the boardwalk, hedges where you can practice the "Jade Girl Heart Sutra", various lilies, clematis climbing all over the wooden hut, famous names A realistic spray of snowflakes.

Su Qing is a treasure trove, she knows every kind of flower, and many of them also know how to plant and maintain them.

"This one is my favorite." Su Qing stood under a tree in the garden.

The flowers are in full bloom on the tree, each one is very big and white and flawless, and the petals are falling all over the ground.

"What kind of flower do you think this is?" she asked Gu Ran again.

"Apple?" Gu Ran was not guessing, but talking nonsense.

Along the way, he never guessed it right.

I sincerely feel that Su Qing is really amazing. She is Doctor Jinghai in the psychology world, a magical girl in red in the piano world, and she also knows the names of so many flowers.

"Chinese Hydrangea." When she came under the tree, He Qingyan's expression softened a little, "It was planted by Su Qing and her mother."

"Then this is the number one tree in the world." Gu Ran said.

"Because it was planted by my mother?" Although Su Qing was asking, she used a confirming tone.

Gu Ran looked at the tree, thought for a moment, and replied, "Not entirely."

He Qingyan smiled and asked: "Su Qing grew up in a place like this when she was a child. Do you feel inferior to yourself?"

"When I was a child, I went up to the mountains to collect firewood, dig Malan and other wild vegetables, and herd cattle. I saw many more flowers and plants than you. This is nothing." Gu Ran was disdainful.

Su Qing pursed her lips and smiled, but said nothing.

She still remembers how Gu Ran went up to the mountains to herd cattle when he was a little old.

Gu Ran was very smart when he was seven or eight years old.

As a princess - she thought that as a princess, she would not marry a prince, but would stay with such a poor, good-looking and smart peasant family. This was what she thought at the time.

It's a pity that when I met him at McDonald's at the age of twenty, he was already well-educated.

He has completely become a beautiful boy, or in other words, a handsome young man.

However, she is no longer a princess, and she doesn't even want the title of magical girl.

"Pick a few flowers and go back," she said, "I'm hungry."

"Competition for flower arrangement?" He Qingyan suggested, "The ugliest person imitates the barking of a dog!"

"No comparison!" Gu Ran immediately refused.

"Although the garden is shared by the owners of the community, the owners can rent one for themselves by spending money. When we have time, the three of us can build a theme garden." Su Qing said.

The garden is vast and divided by hedges. Each small garden has a different theme and a wide range of varieties.

The small garden contracted by the owner will have wooden signs saying 'Enter allowed' and 'Visit declined'.

"Is it natural therapy again?" He Qingyan disagreed with Su Qing's suggestion.

Gu Ran doesn't think so.

Su Qing might really want to build a theme garden with them.

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"Private Diary": August 17, Saturday, sunny, Tianhai Villa Garden.

I got to know a lot of flowers, and the most beautiful one is the Chinese hydrangea, probably because it has the word "中华" in it.

The Longsha gemstone is also good, especially the petal that fell on He Qingyan.

Maybe one day, I will like Qingtian because of the name Su Qing, but how many people don't like Qingtian?

I must work hard to master the 'Black Dragon Dream' as soon as possible, otherwise I will feel inferior in front of them.

'Black Dragon Dream' is my innate talent, just like the "parents" of the rich second generation and the "brain" of geniuses, I must make the best use of it and give full play to my true strengths.

I love Pilates.

(End of this chapter)