Extra: Ichiro Jinzhi
Lang Jinzhi's cell phone on his seat has vibrated several times.
"Sir?" The subordinate next to him said cautiously: "Your mobile phone..."
Lang Jinzhi was unmoved and continued to talk about the issues in Xiaze County. He waited until he finished talking about the issues and finalized the final plan. Lang Jinzhicai stood up and said lukewarmly: "That's it for today's meeting. Thank you for your hard work."
After saying that, he walked out and picked up his phone to check. His movements were much faster this time, and even seemed a little anxious.
Cousin, brother, brother!
[Picture] It’s fun here.
By the way, I sent you Dr. Qian’s contact information yesterday. Have you received it
Please post it again_(:3ゝ∠)_
Regardless of whether you go or not, my cousin remember to tell me. I'll bring you a gift, =3=
Lang Jinzhi curled his lower lip unconsciously.
But soon, his face darkened again, looking a little cold.
After a long while, he lowered his head again and started typing slowly into the reply box, as fast as an elderly person.
received. good. (づ￣3￣)づ╭～
The first half of the reply is full of middle-aged old man style, while the second half is too out of the ordinary. Put together, it's indescribably inconsistent, but also a little cute.
Lang Jinzhi put away his cell phone and quickly got into a new round of work.
In the evening, he got off work on time.
Secretary Cheng was responsible for driving. While driving, he said, "Ms. Zhong is having a very happy time recently."
"Yeah." Lang Jinzhi also felt a little happy when he heard this. This was exactly the result he had been striving for. He hoped that she would be happy and never think of the neglect and hurt she had suffered in her childhood.
Secretary Cheng couldn't hold it in any longer: "...What about you?"
he
Lang Jinzhi looked indifferently at the scenery passing by outside the window without speaking.
He didn't know how to be happy.
His happiness is probably that his cousin can be happy, his grandpa can be healthy, and he can make no mistakes at work.
Secretary Cheng didn't speak again.
He parked the car and said, "We're here."
"Yes." Lang Jinzhi opened the car door and walked out, quickly returning to his bedroom.
After returning to the bedroom, Lang Jinzhi took out his mobile phone.
He first read the gossip news on the Internet, and carefully read the ones related to Zhong Yuhuan.
Let’s look at the fourth episode of Road to Speed that Zhong Yuhuan had previously recorded and was just aired now. While increasing the number of views for Zhong Yuhuan, he also didn’t forget to post two barrages.
Then he returned to the previous dialog box and read the message from Zhong Yuhuan again.
…
The weekend is coming soon.
A new client comes to the psychology clinic.
This is something Lang Jinzhi has never thought about and has never been willing to do.
—He sat in front of Dr. Qian.
His muscles were tense, like a beast ready to attack.
He had a pen in his coat pocket.
Just after Dr. Qian spoke, he took off the pen, held it in his hand, and rubbed it gently with his fingertips.
Dr. Qian lowered his gaze and said with a smile, "Will this make you feel more powerful?"
Lang Jinzhi said nothing.
So Doctor Qian changed the subject: "Is this a gift from someone else?"
"Yeah." Lang Jinzhi paused: "It was a gift from my sister."
The smile on Dr. Qian's face was gentler.
She found another breakthrough.
The entire conversation lasted for almost an hour. When it was about to end, Dr. Qian suddenly asked: "If it is convenient, you should bring your mother with you next time. She needs more psychological treatment than you." . Children from many families will have some psychological problems. And their problems are often due to a bad environment created by the previous generation... We should try to start from the root."
Lang Jinzhi didn't nod or shake his head.
When it was over, he left quickly.
The next day, the psychology clinic welcomed another elegantly dressed customer.
This guest is about forty or fifty years old. She took off her sunglasses and said viciously to Dr. Qian: "I hope you won't treat my son again in the future."
Dr. Qian was slightly surprised and asked, "Why?"
"How could he have a mental illness! He is excellent! Doesn't his self-discipline and self-requirement prove his excellence? Does this need to be treated? Ridiculous!" Ding Qiuyue was so angry that she slapped the table hard.
Doctor Qian frowned.
Sure enough, what was even more hopeless was the woman in front of him.
In the next six months.
Everyone in Langjin City will go to the clinic to chat with Dr. Qian.
And every time the day after he left, Ding Qiuyue would go to the clinic and cause a scene.
Lang Jinzhi would keep sending messages to Zhong Yuhuan like he was writing a diary.
Went today.
Went there today too.
…
At first, it was just an attempt after listening to Zhong Yuhuan's words.
Later, Lang Jinzhi discovered that Dr. Qian was very interesting. She will teach him how to communicate better with Zhong Yuhuan.
Half a month later, the content of the information sent by Lang Jinzhi finally changed significantly.
Huanhuan, I want the painting you gave to Huo Chengming.
cousin? Where is the second painting of that painting? The second picture must be a fake.
Will Huanhuan be a guest at Lang's house
OK, OK, come on.
I'll cook for you.
… Forget it then.
When Lang Jinzhi saw the rejection, he didn't feel sad or angry. On the contrary, he felt relieved.
He gradually learned to express himself and found that it was not uncomfortable.
"The smiles on Mr. Cheng's face seem to have increased." Secretary Cheng suddenly said after handing him a stack of information.
"Yeah."
"Yes."
After Lang Jinzhi finished handling the matter at hand, he got up and went to the bathroom.
The mirror in the bathroom is large, and it clearly reflects his current appearance.
I don't know when his facial features had relaxed so unconsciously, no longer as tense as before.
Lang Jinzhi wiped his hands, lowered his head, took out his cell phone, and sent another message to Zhong Yuhuan.
Huanhuan.
Um
I'm a little happy.
Hey hey hey cousin, did you guess that I bought you a new gift!
Lang Jinzhi didn't guess.
But he felt as if he was getting happier.
…
Ding Qiuyue could finally sit in front of Dr. Qian.
Psychotherapy is a long process, but no matter how long the process is, Ding Qiuyue gradually regained some moral conscience. She understood why Lang Jinzhi hated her, why she was getting more and more lonely, and what she had done. While raising an excellent son, she also brought shackles to him that would take a lifetime to correct.
The more she understood, the more painful Ding Qiuyue felt.
She realized over and over again that everything that happened today was caused by her own hands.
It rained heavily that day.
Ding Qiuyue finally set foot in Lang's house, which she had not been to for many years.
A car quickly approached, the door opened, and Secretary Cheng stepped out and gave her a surprised look.
Immediately after, Lang Jinzhi came down.
"Jin Zhi..." Ding Qiuyue followed eagerly.
But Lang Jinzhi passed her directly.
Ding Qiuyue didn't hold an umbrella, and the heavy rain made her whole body wet.
"Jin Zhi..." She couldn't help shouting again.
At this time, someone also ran out of the door of Lang's house. She was holding an umbrella: "Cousin! I'm here to pick you up... Hurry, hurry..."
It's Zhong Yuhuan.
Zhong Yuhuan moved the umbrella to Lang Jinzhi's head and frowned at Ding Qiuyue.
Ding Qiuyue resisted the urge to retreat and get angry, and wanted to repair the relationship.
And Lang Jinzhi finally looked back at her, and he said calmly: "I have said before that I will take care of you. Now that you have come here to get wet in the rain, it will not look good on anyone. "
Ding Qiuyue opened his mouth.
But I don’t want cold support out of obligation...
Lang Jinzhi took the umbrella from Zhong Yuhuan's hand, held it up, and tilted it in Zhong Yuhuan's direction. Then they crossed the gate and never looked at her again.
"I know I did some wrong things back then, Jinzhi, I know it now, and I'm willing to correct it. Can't you give mom a chance?"
"What you lose can't come back. So you have to seize the moment. You can't indulge for a moment. This is what you taught me back then."
The door of Lang's house was closed, locking Ding Qiuyue out.
Ding Qiuyue shivered, covering her chest, feeling extremely uncomfortable.
She blindly compared herself with others, her marriage, her husband and her son, and the money in her hands... She spent so many years in a daze, and when she looked back, she realized that none of her relatives were still waiting for her. .
Lang Jinzhi walked into the restaurant with a hint of gloom between his brows.
Zhong Yuhuan gave him a large box, patted it and said, "New gift."
The shadow between Lang Jinzhi's eyebrows dissipated, he opened the box and took out two boxes of puzzles with more than 10,000 pieces.
"Cousin, one for you and one for me. For mine, help me fight together."
Lang Jinzhi: "..."
That night, Lang Jinzhi completely broke his past routine.
He worked on the picture for three hours, and when he looked up, it was 1 o'clock in the morning.
Lang Jinzhi frowned and gave up.
So he turned on his computer and started to browse all the variety shows that Zhong Yuhuan had filmed, and tirelessly typed out the barrage:
Huo Chengming is so stupid.
Li Jinyuan is also stupid.
Huanhuan is cute.
…
Lang Jinzhi spent his first weekend at home.
He spent all day and night watching the videos and reading the posts on the Internet. By the way, I also touched other gossip posts and glanced at them a few times.
Before I knew it, one day and one night passed.
When Lang Jinzhi got up to have dinner, he had dark circles under his eyes.
Father Lang was shocked when he saw him.
Lang Jinzhi looked tired, holding his chopsticks and staring at the food on the table, but he smiled unconsciously.
He had the first indulgence in his long life.
He finally took the first step away from the shackles that had trapped him for so many years.
Learn to be a less routine, but happier person.
The author has something to say: When you meet controlling parents, you should actually recommend them to see a psychologist. _(:3ゝ∠)_But most parents don’t think they need to see a doctor. The extra is just to make my cousin happier, and there will be no cp from my cousin. That’s it!