After My Ex-Boyfriend’s White Moonlight Proposed to Me

Chapter 51: Psychotherapy

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Before the movie started, Xie Ning went to Ji Wenbin again.

He can now face Ji Wenbin, a psychiatrist, calmly, and he also has time to look at the surrounding environment when he comes to the door.

The four walls are painted in white, but the white, although bright, also gives a sickly feeling.

Ji Wenbin put up wallpaper, which is a soft yellow color, which makes people's hearts brighten up.

The interior layout is also comfortable. The furniture is neither wide nor tight, but neat and tidy. Even patients with obsessive-compulsive disorder will not feel uncomfortable here.

The sofa is soft, and as soon as you sit on it, your body sinks into the soft fabric, and your tense nerves relax unconsciously.

Not long after Xie Ning sat down, Ji Wenbin brought him a glass of water as usual.

"Thank you." Xie Ning smiled at him.

Ji Wenbin looked at him calmly.

His eyes are very gentle, maybe he has seen too many patients with sensitive senses, even if he looks at it, his life is not different.

Xie Ning looked good today, unlike the previous few times, even looking at him with obvious alertness.

His sitting posture is very relaxed, and his expression is very natural. Compared with the stiff and pale appearance at the beginning, he is completely different.

Ji Wenbin thought that in addition to his credit, Zhuang Yan's off-field support should also be indispensable.

He sat down opposite Xie Ning and smiled.

Xie Ning had to admit that talking with Ji Wenbin was something that could relax him physically and mentally, at least Ji Wenbin broke his inherent impression of a psychiatrist.

But Xie Ning still had a faint unease in his heart, for fear that Ji Wenbin would tear up the peaceful fantasy.

His shadow on the psychiatrist is too heavy.

Xu Shi knew his defenses, Ji Wenbin just casually chatted with him about all kinds of trivial matters, and when he was completely relaxed, he occasionally opened his mouth to try something.

"Last time you said you had symptoms of insomnia, are you okay now?"

Did I mention insomnia last time

This thought flashed in Xie Ning's mind, but he didn't think about it, and replied, "It's much better."

When he came to Ji Wenbin, he seemed to have a word or two about everything. Ji Wenbin didn't turn the topic around his illness, nor did he deliberately explore his past.

The two were like friends who had an appointment for afternoon tea. They sat on the sofa chatting endlessly, and the afternoon passed by their fingertips without knowing it.

When looking back on it later, Xie Ning didn't quite remember what he said, but his mood was always much better.

Ji Wenbin said: "Although sleeping pills are effective, long-term use is not recommended."

Xie Ning shook his head: "I haven't taken any medicine recently."

Ji Wenbin said "oh", seemingly a little surprised: "Without medication, can you fall asleep on your own?"

Xie Ning hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

But really speaking, it's not entirely his own strength.

It happened that he had insomnia one day. When he came out of the studio, he was hit by Zhuang Yan who was up at night.

Zhuang Yan went downstairs to pour water, the faint night light was on in the corridor, and Xie Ning could see the gloomy look in his eyes.

Obviously not happy.

"Don't sleep in the middle of the night?"

Xie Ning smiled at him, looking very embarrassed.

He quickly thought about what excuse he could come up with, but after turning his head around, he couldn't think of a reasonable reason to go to the studio without sleeping in the middle of the night.

So he politely apologized: "I was wrong."

Zhuang Yan was still holding a water glass, the light illuminated half of his face, and the expression on the side hidden in the dark was not very clear.

Xie Ning vaguely heard him sigh, and suspected that he was hallucinating.

He was not feeling well at that time, and the insomnia was accompanied by a dull pain in his brain, as if a hammer was beating inside him.

So his response was also a bit slow.

When Zhuang Yan was brought back to the room, the whole person was still stunned.

Seeing Zhuang Yan's displeased expression, Xie Ning crawled onto the bed very obediently.

He was not without sleepiness, but every time he closed his eyes, his head began to ache, making falling asleep an extremely luxurious thing.

The lights in the room were completely turned off.

In the dark, Xie Ning heard the sound of something being put on the table, and after thinking slowly, he remembered that it should be Zhuang Yan's drinking glass.

He was a little curious about how Zhuang Yan found the table accurately in an environment where he could not see his fingers.

Zhuang Yan magically walked to the bed again, touched his head, and asked, "Headache?"

Xie Ning nodded, afraid that Zhuang Yan wouldn't be able to see it, and said, "A little bit."

Zhuang Yan's hand rubbed twice on his temple.

His palms are large and heavy, but the force of the kneading is light and slow: "I'm not very skilled, you will give it a shot."

It was probably the first time in his life that Director Zhuang served people like this, and his movements were stumbling, but Xie Ning miraculously felt that his head didn't hurt much.

After a while, Zhuang Yan stopped and withdrew his hand.

Shainin thought he was leaving and opened his eyes.

In the darkness, he could only barely draw the outline of Zhuang Yan.

His facial features are three-dimensional and deep, and his shoulders are broad. From any angle, he is a very attractive man.

Xie Ning watched for a while, and found that the outline suddenly approached and enlarged.

Immediately after, Zhuang Yan rolled over and climbed onto the bed, holding him in his arms.

When wrapped in Zhuang Yan's breath, Xie Ning moved subconsciously.

Zhuang Yan held his hands and feet, hugged him tighter, and whispered, "Don't make trouble."

His tone was like coaxing a child.

Zhuang Yan should have taken a bath before going to bed. The smell on his body is very clean, there is no perfume smell that makes Xie Ning's legs soft, only a faint scent of shower gel.

The two used the same brand of shower gel, and the smell was similar. Xie Ning didn't feel any discomfort when he smelled it.

But when he thought of the warm body he was clinging to, Xie Ning couldn't help but feel dizzy. If the moonlight could spill in through the curtains, it would be a little red in the corner of his eyes.

At this moment, those who do not have headaches and insomnia have long been left behind by Xie Ning.

He was dazed for a while, then huddled in Zhuang Yan's arms honestly, and asked, "You...Aren't you going back?"

Zhuang Yan replied hoarsely, "Go back later."

Xie Ning wanted to ask again, but Zhuang Yan said again, "I'm afraid you'll be running out in the middle of the night. I'll go back when you fall asleep."

"..." Xie Ning tried to get away with it, "I won't run around."

Zhuang Yan chuckled: "Do you think you still have credibility with me?"

no.

Xie Ning was a little confused, what did he do, why did he suddenly lose all credit.

Before he could raise any objection, Zhuang Yan had already roughly reached out and grabbed the quilt, wrapping him tightly from head to toe, revealing a head and blinking eyes on his head.

"Stop talking, go to sleep." Zhuang Yan said in a low voice, "I can't cure you yet."

Xie Ning obediently closed his eyes.

He thought it would take at least a while for him to fall asleep.

As a result, after laying on Zhuang Yan's chest and closing his eyes for a long time, a sense of tiredness swept through the sky.

In the end, he couldn't remember when he fell asleep. When he woke up, Zhuang Yan was no longer around, only the blue whale doll by the bed looked at him motionless.

Shainin suspects that what happened last night was his dream.

Until he finished washing, he saw the water glass on the table.

There is still half a glass of water left unfinished.

After that day, Zhuang Yan stayed in his room for a short time every night, saying that he wanted to see him fall asleep before leaving.

Xie Ning protested several times, but was called back by Zhuang Yan.

Later, Xie Ning also vaguely understood that Zhuang Yan probably knew about his insomnia and wanted to use this method to help him.

I have to say, it's pretty effective.

"Zhuang Yan, asking you out once is more difficult than going to the sky."

When he was brought to this private club, Zhuang Yan was not happy, and his face was very old.

But he did not get together with Qi Rui for a while. Qi Rui teased him a few times, saying that he "forgot his friends", Zhuang Yan responded without changing his face.

It happened that Xie Ning was going to see Ji Wenbin today, so he took time to meet with Qi Rui: "I've been too busy lately to touch the ground."

Qi Rui smiled: "No matter how busy you are, you won't have time to see each other. I heard that you went home on time for dinner recently."

Zhuang Yan raised his eyebrows: "I think your words can be more precise. It's not for dinner, but for dinner."

"..." Qi Rui, "I still don't know when you became a good wife and mother."

Zhuang Yan glanced at him with disgust: "What's your description? If you haven't learned Chinese well, I suggest you find a tutor for yourself."

The daytime is not as lively as the night. If it wasn't for the fact that it was impossible to ask Zhuang Yan out at night, Qi Rui wouldn't have to settle for the next best thing.

I really called people out, and I felt very bored, so I could only pour two glasses of wine and touch Zhuang Yan casually.

Zhuang Yan took two sips, then lowered his head and started fiddling with his phone.

Qi Rui approached curiously and found that Zhuang Yan was still playing his mobile game of raising rabbits.

"It's rare to see you have such a long love for a game." Qi Rui asked, "I've been playing for so long, and I haven't seen you tired of it."

He also went to play that game, and as Zhuang Yan guessed, it was deleted after ten minutes.

Zhuang Yan: "Actually, I haven't been there for a long time. Isn't it boring now?"

On weekdays, there is a real Mr. Rabbit waiting for him to feed, and he doesn't have to play any virtual games.

Qi Rui wasn't interested in watching him play such a boring game. He lay down on the table and drank two sips of wine.

Along with the three-point drunkenness, he also remembered something and poked Zhuang Yan's elbow.

Zhuang Yan frowned, changed his posture, looked up at him: "what's the matter?"

Qi Rui said, "Didn't you ask me to check the past of Xie Ning and Xu Qing last time?"

Zhuang Yan has already understood almost the matter between the two, and he is not interested at this moment, so he casually replied: "I don't remember, what else is there?"

Qi Rui suddenly jumped up: "Of course there is!"

Zhuang Yan was startled by him, his subordinate accidentally pressed a wrong key, and rubbed his forehead: "Okay, okay then, have you found anything?"

Qi Rui suddenly died down: "I didn't find anything useful."

Zhuang Yan was not surprised.

The two had no real relationship.

"But the people I looked for felt that it was too much of a loss for their brand to get nothing, so I went to check on Xie Ning."

Seeing Zhuang Yan's hawk-like eyes staring at him, Qi Rui quickly explained, "I reported it to you, using a legal method."

Zhuang Yan locked the phone and asked him, "What did you find?"

"I don't know if I found anything." Qi Rui said, "But I think you should really want to know."

Zhuang Yan glanced at him impatiently: "Speak."

Qi Rui took another sip of wine to moisten his throat before saying, "Xie Ning seems to have seen several psychologists before."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback for a moment, his expression became serious, and he asked, "When did it happen?"

"It's very early." Qi Rui said, "The people in the investigation said they asked their colleagues in the south, and the time should be before Xie Ning became an adult."

Before coming of age...

Zhuang Yan's lips were drawn into a line.

"Did he see it himself?"

Qi Rui shook his head: "This is what I'm going to say, those psychologists are all his mother, that is, Xia Wan found a lot of connections. At first I didn't think there was anything wrong, after all, he was his only child. , psychological problems always pay attention to a little."

Zhuang Yan asked, "What's wrong with that?"

Qi Rui replied: "The people who checked later told me that those psychological counselors... were not very formal."

Zhuang Yan frowned and repeated, "Irregular?"

"Yes." Qi Rui shrugged, "In the early years, there were indeed many problems in the psychological counseling industry. Later, the state also cancelled the qualification examination for psychological counselors, and some private training institutions came up with some ACI exams, but they did not There is no practical effect, in short, there are many people in the industry who do not have the qualifications of psychological counselors to fish in troubled waters."

Zhuang Yan said in disbelief, "How could Xia Wan not be able to find a good doctor?"

Qi Rui also frowned: "I was also surprised at the time, so I asked someone to check if Xia Wan was deceived, but I didn't expect those psychological counselors to be so unprofessional - I spent a little money, Bought Shainin's medical records from them."

Zhuang Yan was startled: "What did you say?"

"Don't stare at me." Qi Rui avoided his gaze, "I realized after reading the medical records that Xia Wan couldn't find a regular psychiatrist because she was looking for someone to treat Xie Ning... homosexuality."

Zhuang Yan almost crushed the cup in his hand.

"It was a pleasure chatting with you, Doctor Ji." Xie Ning took a sip of water, just so that the glass bottomed out.

Ji Wenbin smiled, raised his hand to pick up the kettle, and slowly poured some more for him.

It wasn't full this time, and it seemed that the two of them wouldn't be able to chat for too long.

Xie Ning added: "You are the first psychiatrist who told me firmly that I am not sick."

"Of course you are not sick." Ji Wenbin said.

"In 1990, the World Health Organization officially removed homosexuality from the list of diseases; in 1997, the crime of hooliganism was abolished in the new "Criminal Law"; in 2001, the Chinese Psychiatric Association also removed homosexuality from the classification of mental illnesses... So far, same-sex marriage is legal It's been several years."

He said, "Shainin, you have never been sick."

Shainin's eyelashes fluttered.