Strongest Wife Guard

Haina stood in front of the bed, looking at Xiaobai who was still asleep, listening to Mo Yiheng's story, thinking slightly, "maybe my treatment has an effect, which reminds her of some things."

Mo Yiheng heart a tight, hands immediately clenched, looking at her immediately avoid open eyes.

Such a small movement was captured by Haina, holding her chest with both hands and clasping her lips with a smile: "I seem to see the feeling you don't want to remind her of? Is it my illusion? "

Mo Yiheng clenched his lips and looked at Xiaobai, "it's your illusion."

Haina said with a smile, "everyone has the psychology of escape. The role of our psychiatrist is to shorten the process of escape and quickly accept the fact that has happened. Therefore, even if you don't give Xiaobai treatment, maybe one day, she will think of it herself."

Everyone has a process of accepting the cruel facts. Some people's performance is no different from before. Only they bear the heavy pressure in their heart and wait for the past.

Some people can't accept it. For example, Xiaobai buries his past deeply in his consciousness and goes back to his happiest time.

And her guiding memory is still effective for Xiaobai.

"Did you just mean that she would wake up?" Mo Yiheng was silent for a few seconds before he asked. There was a trace of unwillingness in his heart.

If she thinks of everything, does it mean that she is going to leave herself?

Haina tilted her head, some uncertain, "it's hard to say, maybe it's just a phenomenon caused by a temporary memory disorder, maybe it's really restored memory. From a professional point of view, I agree with the former, but Xiaobai's situation is special. I'm also the first time to see such a psychological patient, so I don't know what she looks like when she wakes up."

Psychiatrists are not immortals. They can't guess what hasn't happened.

But Haina's words let Mo Yiheng fall into a sense of panic about to be separated from Xiaobai.

If his world didn't have her

Maybe it won't change. Instead, he doesn't have to take care of her like a child every day. He doesn't have to worry that she will get lost and run away anytime and anywhere, let alone because she can't even go to a bar.

It's very happy to think about this.

But, why feel a kind of empty in the heart.

Sitting on the chair beside the bed, Mo Yiheng silently looks at Xiaobai in deep sleep. His hands are slowly clenched. There is an indescribable tension in his heart

Haina is sitting on the sofa beside the bed, holding a psychology book in her hand. She slightly looks up at Mo Yiheng, with a trace of interest in her eyes. "Excuse me, can I guess what you think now?"

"No way." Mo Yiheng spoke directly.

Haina spits out her tongue, lowers her eyes and continues to read. She says casually: "don't be too nervous. Even if she remembers, it's nothing. And if she remembers, you can't be together honestly."

Mo Yiheng slightly low eyes, although it is so, but he is afraid, recovery sober Xiaobai, will not like him such a man.

Heart silent loss, with the tension, with the time slowly slip away

Xiaobai slowly opened his eyes, eyes a little bit more sober, tilted his head to one side, mouth waxy spit out two words, "Heng Heng..."