What does Shen Ye want?

Maybe I used to really want a family that not only looked happy, but was actually very happy.

With a gentle mother and a strict father, he grew up freely in their small family.

Like many ordinary and ordinary families, they live a simple life.

In the eyes of many people, the days are boring and repetitive, but in Shen Ye's eyes, they are luxury.

The arm resting on the car window was propped up outside the window. The cigarette between his fingers was blown by the river breeze and burned much faster than normal.

He put out the burned cigarette and said to Shen Hanjiang: "So what if you know? You said it as if you can do it."

Shen Hanjiang opened his mouth. According to his current strength, there was really nothing he could do to help Shen Ye.

We all need to rely on Shen Ye for help, what else can we do?

Of course, Shen Ye didn't wait for Shen Hanjiang to say anything. He said, "You'd better keep to yourself and don't do anything. I have no feelings for you, so don't challenge your position in my heart."

After speaking, he waved to Qin Kuo.

Soon, Qin Kuo came over and opened the car door on Shen Hanjiang's side.

"Mr. Shen, please get out of the car."

Shen Hanjiang didn't ask for the money, and was scolded by Shen Ye.

He held it in for a long time and finally said: "You are not afraid of being struck by lightning!"

Shen Ye in the back seat was indifferent.

Qin Kuo "invited" Shen Hanjiang to come down.

The car drove away, but Shen Ye's expression in the back seat was not very good.

It can be said that it is very bad.

He leaned back in the chair, closed his eyes, and breathed heavily.

Qin Kuo didn't dare to say anything and just turned on the soft music in the car.

In the end, he did not go to the company and returned home.

I just suddenly lost my energy and was enveloped in a gloomy mood.

I took the medicine with me when I got off the car.

When I go home, there will naturally be no one at home.

What I am recalling in my mind is the scene when He Shuibei was here.

She was sitting cross-legged on the sofa watching TV. She snuggled into his arms and her mind was not on the TV. After making him laugh, she started watching TV seriously.

She was making fruit tea on the island. She couldn't cook, but she was quite familiar with scented tea.

Island platform...

Floor-to-ceiling windows...

Bathtub...

In front of the mirror...

After Shen Ye took a bath, he poured a glass of warm water, took out the medicine, and swallowed it whole.

He wants to sleep.

If I could sleep well...

Lying on the bed, the smell of He Shuibei still lingered on the pillow, and he buried his head on the pillow.

He missed her and wanted her by his side.

Shen Ye took out his mobile phone and was about to call her. As if he had telepathy, He Shuibei's number came through.

His impetuous mood seemed to be suppressed instantly, and he answered the phone without hesitation for a second.

"Xiao Shui!" Unconsciously, Shen Ye's voice was filled with excitement. It would be better if she was by his side.

"Well, my brother and I have finished eating, where are you?"

"I'm home, will you come over?" Actually, what I want to say more is, come over. I want to hold you to sleep.

But she also thought that she had to go home after returning to Songcheng, so she couldn't keep coming out.

But it was not yet evening, and she had not yet reached the entrance control of her house.

Moreover, Uncle He and Sang Aunt are not in Songcheng, can she...

He Shuibei paused, "You can go there in the past, but I have to go home before my brother gets off work. He won't let me stay with you at night, and he also said that he doesn't work overtime recently and has to go home. .You want to connect with me as a brother and sister."

The emotional connection between brother and sister is really outrageous.

Shen Ye turned over on the bed and pulled the quilt higher, "Xiao Shui..."

The sound is a bit muffled.

"You went to see a psychiatrist today. What did Wen Man say?"

"I didn't say anything and prescribed some medicine. I'm not easy to trust a stranger, and the psychiatrist is very skillful when asking questions. I will avoid her probing questions... It's a bit complicated, because I used to I have been trained as a prisoner of war... and my results are still the best..."

What he considered a glorious achievement in the past is now an obstacle for him to seek help from a psychologist.

"I'm in the car. I'll be there in about twenty minutes."

Right, when I heard she said she was coming, I felt excited.

Twenty minutes.

It seems quite long.

How long can she stay here?

It's half past two now, and she won't arrive until two fifty.

He Shannan gets off work at six o'clock?

Doesn’t this person work until midnight every night? Why doesn’t he work overtime?

Really outrageous.

"Are you sleeping?" He Shuibei asked.

"In bed, not asleep, waiting for you to come."

"Did you have meal?"

I didn’t seem very hungry, but I just drank a few glasses of water at Wenman’s place today.

He said truthfully: "Not yet."

"Then you go to sleep first and I'll see what takeaways are available."

"Don't hang up the phone." Shen Ye said.

He Shuibei chuckled softly, "You are so clingy."

Yes, it's so clingy.

Because this is the first time in more than twenty days that they have been separated for such a long time.

The separation time will be longer in the future. He will sleep alone, eat alone, and be alone in this big house.

Is it true that only by getting married can we be together legitimately and rationally?

If he told Uncle He and Aunt Sang that he wanted to marry their daughter, would they agree?

Shen Ye, who had just been excited because He Shuibei was coming, now felt depressed thinking that maybe Uncle He and Aunt Sang wouldn't want to hand over his daughter to a person with a mental disorder.

He wanted to get well so much that he would not think it was an explosion when the firecrackers sounded, nor would he tense his nerves all the time and feel that there were potential dangers around him, nor would he think of life passing away in front of his eyes when he closed his eyes. picture...

Shen Ye's breathing became rapid.

He hurriedly told He Shuibei to hang up first, and hung up the phone first.

He lifted the quilt and sat up from the bed.

I shouldn't have closed the curtains just now.

He stood up and opened the curtains. There was a gloomy weather outside the window. He could not see clearly the water of the Jialing River in front of him from a height of more than 30 stories.

Everything has become so blurry and unreal.

His hand was placed heavily on the floor-to-ceiling window, and the bones on the back of his hand were obvious.

Fortunately, it was explosion-proof glass. Ordinary glass would definitely break if he hit it like this.

Can't be like this...

He couldn't lose control of his emotions, and he couldn't let He Shuibei, who was about to come here, see him like this.

I have taken medicine, what else can I do?

Shen Ye quickly walked to the bathroom, stood under the shower and turned on the cold water.
To be continued...