The President's two-faced adorable wife

"What is Miss Shu running away from?"

Shubeibei, lying on the soft sofa, frowned at the question: "escape? What do you mean

"Answer my questions with questions?" Sitting on the opposite sofa, the psychologist Wen Zilie said with a smile.

Shu Guiyi said that the doctor was an old friend of his. He was about the same age as him. He looked gentle, just like a doctor studying.

"I really don't know what you mean." Shubeibei put his hands together on his body and shook his head. "Maybe I shouldn't have come here. It's a waste of time."

Wen Zilie coughed softly: "don't worry, just take it as a rest. Relax. "

Shubeibei flat mouth seems to be a little discontented: "there is no leisure to rest."

"You choose to keep yourself busy, don't you?" Wenzilie pushed down his glasses and wrote something in his book. "I know this topic will make you nervous. Let's talk about something else first, such as your visions and dreams. Close your glasses. It will be easier. "

Shubeibei took a deep breath and closed his eyes I was kidnapped. The man was crazy. He said a lot of strange things. Since then, I've been dependent on what he called dreams. "

"Can you still remember what it is?" Wen Zilie nodded with interest, indicating that shubeibei would continue.

Shubeibei frowned. When she tried to remember these unreliable illusions, she couldn't, which was very annoying: "I can't remember."

"In my opinion, you don't want to think about it." Wen Ziliang took out a brain CT, "to tell you the truth, my major business is a brain doctor, and my sideline is a psychologist. There's nothing wrong with your brain right now, so those memories should have been restored long ago. "

Shubeibei opened his eyes and frowned at Wen Zilie: "are you a surgeon? The kind of operation? "

Wen shrugged: "I'm obsessed with the connection between the brain and the mind. As a doctor, as long as I can cure the patient, no matter what method."

Shubeibei always thinks that the doctor introduced by his father is not reliable. I'm not a serious psychologist.

"Don't worry, even if it's psychological, I've studied for a little ten years." Wen Ziliang saw shubeibei's suspicion and explained, "well, now do as I say, close your eyes again."

Anyway, it was introduced by Shu Guiyi. Even if I believe it, it is useless at most. Thinking like this, shubeibei closed his eyes: "in my dream, I'm a kidnapper. I'm a crazy third. I can only feel hatred, fear and self loathing. I don't know anything else. Oh, I seem to involve people around me in my life, like my father... "

Wenzilie see shubeibei stopped for a few seconds, slightly narrowed his eyes: "is there anyone else?"

"No more." This time, shubeibei rejected it very simply.

Wen Zilie shook his head: "you can tell me the truth, is there anyone else?"

Shubeibei pressed her lips tightly and kept silent. She really saw other people.

"Well, in that case, I won't talk about it for the time being." Wen Zilie finally gave up forcing shubeibei and chose to discuss another topic, "this matter has already begun to disturb your life, so tell me what your attitude is now. Does Miss Shu want to recover her lost memory? "

"Is memory related to my hallucinations?" Shubeibei subconsciously clenched his hand. "I'm satisfied with the status quo."

"If you don't accept the truth, these things will continue to haunt you." Wenzilie is very sure to say, "escape is not the way."

Shubeibei sat up and was silent for a moment: "if it is relevant, I will not escape, but now hallucinations are illusions and my memories are memories."

"Are you sure?" Wenzilie raised his head and looked at shubeibei's eyes.

"Of course." Shubeibei also showed no weakness, picked up his carry on bag, "doctor Wen does not know my real situation, why so determined?"

Wen Zilie shook his finger and stood up: "first of all, I really know your situation. Because I was your attending doctor when you were in a car accident. Secondly, as a friend of Mr. Shu, I have been learning about you in recent years. You should have recovered, and when I mentioned some key questions, you were grumpy and didn't answer them honestly

Shubeibei wanted to leave directly, but when he heard Wen Ziliang's words, he stopped: "I, I don't remember you very much."

"You've been in a coma for a long time. I'm normal if you don't remember." Wenzilie turns around and pours a glass of lemonade for shubeibei, as if trying to keep her.

Shubeibei shook his head: "no, I remember my doctor in charge. I have never been confused since I woke up. And my father didn't tell me about you

"You're badly hurt. Both the brain and the body are seriously injured. I'm only good at brain related things, so I'm only responsible for treating your head congestion. The rest of the work was done by another doctor. " Seeing that shubeibei didn't take the cup, Wen Zilie had to put it in front of her, "you can't believe me, but you can't believe your father, right? He's waiting outside now, and you can go out and ask him at onceSo it is.

Shubeibei bowed his head and held up lemonade as a gesture of kindness: "OK, I'll cooperate with you."

"So..." Wen Zilie took the book and sat down again. "Since you have a high degree of confusion about memory, you might as well tell me some fragmentary things. Is there a dream you feel happy about? "

Shubeibei rubbed the cup and frowned: "no, only when it's not so painful."

Wen Ziliang nodded and encouraged him to say something

Shubeibei still didn't know where to start at first. After a few seconds of silence, she said, "my father taught me something, which is actually quite interesting. It's like unlocking the lock, but I've also been taught some musical instruments. I didn't feel so bad when I learned these things. "

"What will make you feel bad?" Wen Zilie pressed his elbow against his knee to move his eyes down so that shubeibei could see his eyes more easily.

Probably all the time except that.

Shubeibei could not say what made her miserable in the dream, but she knew that Wen Ziliang was right. Other people in the illusion were the source of her pain, but she could not say it, because she could not believe that the man was Jiesheng.

"Missed work today?" Back at the villa, shubeibei looked back and saw Xie Sheng discussing things with Mr. Lin in the living room.

"I said don't let Tang Yaya tell you." Shubeibei makes a puzzled expression of being caught in the pigtail, and then jumps to Jiesheng.

Xie Sheng snorted and put away a lot of things on the table: "have you gone to find your father?"

"Yes." Shubeibei answered and got up. She doesn't want Xie Sheng to worry about herself, and there has been no big event recently. It is estimated that she had a concussion a few days ago.

"Tomorrow your ranking will come out, still so leisurely." Mr. Lin received some documents in his briefcase and stood up.

Shubeibei looked back a little strange: "you want to go? Don't you live here? "

"Not today. I'll talk to the big V's tomorrow." Mr. Lin looked at his watch and went out in a hurry.

Xie Sheng was not very surprised. When he saw Mr. Lin go out, he didn't want to hook his lips.

"Why do you laugh so strangely?" Shubeibei approached and took the man's arm.

"Today Mr. Lin is wearing earrings and a skirt." Xie Sheng winked at shubeibei.

Shubeibei still did not know what Jiesheng was saying: "so?"

Xie Sheng knocked on shubeibei's skull: "who is a man between us? You don't know why women dress up for?"

"She found it -" shubeibei's eyes suddenly brightened. "Did she find a new notice for me?"

"She found the man." Xie Sheng waved his hand to show his disgust.

Shubeibei took a deep breath in surprise: "man?"

Xie Sheng shrugged: "otherwise, can't she find a woman?"

"I didn't mean that, or I was a little surprised." Shubeibei touched his chin and thought, "I always feel that she seems to have something with Mr. Jun

"I think it's our family." Xie Sheng raised his lips with a smile.

Shubeibei listened to a flat mouth: "Ye Qingxuan? He is just a child in front of Mr. Lin

"Not really." Jiesheng did not know where to take out a small fan Hua Hua Hua shake, "Ye Qingxuan want to do must be able to do."

Shubeibei narrowed her eyes and didn't believe in her face: "come on, unlike you, I don't have such blind trust in Ye Qingxuan."

Not far away, ye Qingxuan, waiting to drive, suddenly sneezed, rubbing his nose while turning the key to start the car.

"Cold?" Mr. Lin glanced at Ye Qing and fastened his seat belt.

Ye Qingxuan shook his head and turned the steering wheel: "there's no big deal. There's too much talk about me behind my back. I can't tell which one."

"Drive. I want to go to Mr. Zhang's media studio before dark." With that, Mr. Lin opened his own tablet and began to look at a pile of contracts.

Ye Qingxuan saw Mr. Lin did not even look at him, maintained the starting state and released the steering wheel.

After a while, Mr. Lin realized that the car didn't move. He looked up to ask if there was something wrong with it, but he saw Ye Qingxuan, who was unbuttoning his shirt.

"I specially changed the window outside and I couldn't see the window inside. I can't change it for nothing, said Xiao Shengsheng Ye Qingxuan is quite intrusive to approach Mr. Lin and puts the flat plate in her hand into the partition of the car.

"I came here after running for two hours. I didn't even look at me. It's really annoying." Ye Qingxuan blocked her lips when Mr. Lin wanted to refute.