CEO husband is too clingy

Qin Lan thought that she had promised the elder. The next development should be to look at the elder's face and listen to the elder's voice for treatment every day, so that at least she wouldn't resist injections and medication.

Maybe over time, something can be developed between them. At least in that case, she still has the opportunity to do something to the seniors.

For example, all kinds of teasing skills written in her book may be successful when applied to senior students.

But now, all she can see every day is the senior's attendant.

So why does she stay here?

If you want to run away, you must run away.

Yin Sen said something to the dazed Qin LAN, but he didn't find anything wrong.

Lin xiamu didn't find it either, because at this time she was seriously watching girl No. 1 draw.

When I was concentrating, I suddenly heard girl No. 1 say, "sometimes the heart will deceive the brain and give a lot of information is wrong."

Lin xiamu: "??"

She was startled by the sudden sound, but after a careful aftertaste, she found that the sound was quite pleasant, a crisp girl's voice.

"Not only that, the brain will also be affected by the external impression and screen out the wrong memory." when the No. 1 girl spoke, her tone was soft, but her actions didn't stop.

On the drawing board, the figure of the teenager has been painted, and her hands still keep on arranging the scene of the teenager.

From the lines she outlined, it can be seen that the boy seems to be in a factory.

Lin xiamu hesitated and said softly, "are you talking to me?"

But what brain or heart, what does that mean? It sounds too philosophical. She doesn't understand at all.

The No. 1 girl smiled with her lips. She didn't look away from the canvas. "What do you think?"

Seems to be talking to her.

Lin xiamu blinked, but didn't take care of the previous words, but asked, "who are you painting?"

"The person in your heart," said the girl.

This answer can be said to be very good! It made her feel like meeting an expert.

Lin xiamu couldn't help but give the girl a thumbs up in his heart, and then asked the question Qin Lan said before, "do you like him?"

"Why do you ask?" the girl smiled.

"Feeling." Lin xiamu said, "I heard that you only paint this person day after day. If you don't like a person, you also have very special feelings for this person."

"Why do you think this is the same person?" the girl tilted her head and stopped her pen, as if she were looking at the person in the picture.

Now it's Lin xiamu's turn to understand, "isn't it? You really painted the same person."

"I did draw a person, but why is it the same?" the girl smiled and said, "the appearance of the same person can be different people, can't it?"

She glanced back. "Just like that man."

Lin xiamu took a look along her line of sight and found that she meant Qin LAN. He was a little surprised.

"Her symptom is schizophrenia, which is different from what you said." Lin xiamu said.

After hearing this, the No. 1 girl looked at her with some surprise, and then smiled: "you make me feel a little surprised, but you are more special than her."

"Me?" Lin xiamu puzzled, raised his finger and said, "what's special about my claustrophobia compared with schizophrenia?"

"Your claustrophobia, she didn't find the cause of the disease." the first girl said quietly, continued to write and began to draw.

Lin xiamu's brain turned for several turns before he realized that the "she" referred to in the girl's words was Dr. Zhao Yu and Dr. Zhao.

"Dr. Zhao said that it was mostly caused by the shadow of childhood, and I did encounter some bad things when I was a child." she defended Dr. Zhao.

"That's not the point," said girl No. 1. "Your childhood shadow has little impact on you."

Lin xiamu: "

It's not as easy as you said, is it? She muttered in her heart, but inexplicably dared not refute the girl's words.

"As I said before, memory can make mistakes, and the heart can deceive the brain."

As soon as she spoke, she stopped painting. Turn around and smile at Lin xiamu, put down the sketch pen and leave.

Lin xiamu was shocked by the girl's quiet but smiling smile. When she looked up again, she was attracted by a picture in front of her.

Messy but full of offensive lines, there are terrible shadows everywhere. This seemingly old factory looks huge and ferocious on the picture. In the center, the boy without a face has undoubtedly become the most frightening point in the picture.

Lin xiamu suddenly felt that her brain was shocked by something. Countless pieces of the picture flickered. A person's voice echoed in her mind. She couldn't help reaching out and covering her ears.

The blood all over the ground and the sharp laughter in the dark made her want to scream.

The world fell into vertigo. There were countless pieces flashing in her mind at high speed, stimulating her brain nerves, and finally fell to the ground in pain.

"Miss Lin!"

Yin Sen first found Lin xiamu lying next to the easel and hurried over. Qin LAN looked up at the sound and was surprised at the situation in front of her.

Zhao Yu and Professor Li came over from a distance. They felt something was wrong and hurried over: "what's going on!"

At this meeting, Lin xiamu had fainted. Zhao Yu rushed over and looked a little dignified. She stood in front of the painting and stared at it for a long time.

……

Lin xiamu feels like drowning. Her brain and body are very heavy and falling all the time. Deep loneliness and fear dominate her and make her full of despair.

In the silent darkness, a man caught her.

That cold face had a pair of hot eyes, looking straight into the bottom of her heart, so that she couldn't help calling for help. At the critical moment, she stretched out her hand and grabbed each other.

Lin xiamu suddenly opened his eyes and sat up. He gasped in horror. Su Jiliang, who was guarding by the bed, woke up immediately because of the movement.

He grabbed Lin xiamu's hand and said, "it's okay. I'm here."

Lin xiamu looked at Su Jiliang in front of him and suddenly hugged him recklessly, holding him tightly, his shoulders trembling slightly.

Su Jiliang was stunned at first, then he hugged her with his backhand and patted her on the back with an unprecedented tenderness, "I'm not afraid, I'm here."

Lin xiamu leaned against his arms. Like a drowning man, he finally found a driftwood and held it tightly.

Su Jiliang coaxed for a long time like a child. Later, he found that Lin xiamu had fallen asleep by leaning against his arms.

Su Jiliang: "

For a moment, I didn't know whether to cry or laugh.

Looking at the obvious tears on Lin xiamu's face, he felt a slight pain in his heart. He carefully held her back in bed and covered her with a quilt, but found that his hand was tightly held by her without loosening it.