The relationship between Shen Zhan and his father was once again at a standstill, and the previous appointment to go to his house on Thursday was stranded.
On the weekend, I made up two days of classes, and the National Day holiday started on Monday.
Lin Jiayin looked at the wound on her face in the mirror, as well as the dark circles under her eyes, thought about it, and decided not to return to Yichuan.
Not only was I not in the mood to play when I went back, but I was also caught and questioned by the dean's mother about the injuries on my face.
Shen Zhan nodded in agreement, saying that he would go after the winter vacation.
During the seven-day National Day holiday, Lin Jiayin was tired of Shen Zhan.
It was okay during the day, I went to the laboratory with him to the company, and at night I hung on him directly.
Shen Zhan scratched her nose and laughed at her as a follower.
Lin Jiayin didn't take it seriously, she nestled on the sofa with a pillow and watched TV.
Shen Zhan was working next to her.
Lin Jiayin yawned long.
"Sleepy?" Shen Zhan raised his eyes and asked.
Lin Jiayin shook her head, "No."
"Go to sleep first, don't wait for me." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin nodded: "Then I'll go to bed and lie down first, come here earlier."
"Okay." Shen Zhan rubbed her head.
Lin Jiayin walked into the bedroom with her slippers on, closed the door behind her, fell on the bed and began to browse the forum and Weibo.
Shen Zhan didn't let her see these.
But she couldn't help it, and would always post Weibo when Shen Zhan was away.
She flipped through those comments, each one, each word over and over again.
Every word punishes the heart.
How could they say such vicious words
While watching, secretly shed tears.
If she saw the remarks on Shen Zhan's side, she would immediately wipe away her tears and laugh out loud.
But when I looked down, I couldn't help crying.
…
When Shen Zhan came in, Lin Jiayin was already asleep, covered with a quilt, her body arched like a shrimp.
He couldn't help but smiled, and walked over to pull the quilt up to his neck so that he could breathe.
With a snap, the bedroom was plunged into darkness.
Lin Jiayin waited for a long time with her eyes closed, and dared not open them until the person holding her was breathing evenly.
She couldn't sleep, and had insomnia for seven or eight days, starting from the day when it was a trending topic on Weibo.
Insomnia all night long.
she told herself.
fast asleep.
Close your eyes quickly.
Don't think about anything.
But when he closed his eyes, all the Weibo comments were in front of him.
[Shen Zhan, your mother is dead]
[Shen Zhan go to Huaqing University]
[Shen Zhan, you fucking scum]
…
These vicious comments linger, no matter how hard she tries to drive them away.
Occasionally, I can pass out directly when the sky just dawns, but within an hour, I wake up again.
Her nerves became extremely sensitive, and a beam of incoming light, or a bird cry, could cause her to open her eyes suddenly.
Woke up and couldn't fall asleep again.
His temples were swollen and painful, and his head was dizzy.
For a moment, Lin Jiayin felt that her headache was about to explode.
After the National Day, insomnia became more and more serious.
She started getting anxious.
Before it was dark, I started to be anxious, worried that I would not be able to sleep again tonight, and was afraid of seeing the bed.
But she can't be discovered by Shen Zhan, she will get up before Shen Zhan wakes up, put liquid foundation on her eyes, and lipstick on her mouth to make her complexion look not so bad.
For a few nights, when Shen Zhan found her awake, Lin Jiayin would squint her eyes and say that she was thirsty and wanted to drink water.
Shen Zhan has also been very busy recently, not only running between the company and the laboratory, but also going to other places to discuss cooperation every now and then.
Lin Jiayin's extremely abnormal state was completely ignored.
Later, thinking of Lin Jiayin's various performances, Shen Zhan felt inconceivable while regretting, why he didn't see such an obvious thing.
Lin Jiayin went to Baidu to find out what to do about insomnia, and went to the pharmacy to buy melatonin according to the above answer. To be on the safe side, she even hid the bottle under the bed.
But it was useless, as soon as I opened my eyes, it was dawn, I didn't have any strength during the day, my mind was dizzy, and my whole body was like a walking dead.
Memory also plummeted, and the response became more sluggish.
"Stop—" Wang Yizhen shouted.
Everyone stopped.
Wang Yizhen walked up to Lin Jiayin, "What's the matter with you recently? It's fine if you can't remember the movements, and you can still dance the dance you learned before?"
"I'm sorry, Mr. Wang, I'm sorry." Lin Jiayin lowered her head.
"Pause first, everyone rest for ten minutes," Wang Yizhen glanced at her, "Come out with me."
Lin Jiayin followed the teacher out of the dance room.
"Don't think that if you are selected in the courtyard, you must be the only one. I think you were quite down-to-earth before, but why have you drifted away recently?" Wang Yizhen asked her.
"I'm sorry." Lin Jiayin said.
Wang Yizhen raised her voice, "What's the use of saying sorry to me? You have to be sorry for yourself!"
"Teacher Wang..." Lin Jiayin opened her lips.
Wang Yizhen nodded her chin, "Say it."
She thought that Lin Jiayin would explain the reasons for her recent poor condition, but she said: "I, I... don't want to go to Australia anymore."
Lin Jiayin said this with difficulty.
Wang Yizhen was taken aback for a moment, "What did you say?"
"I don't want to go to Australia anymore." Lin Jiayin repeated.
Wang Yizhen scolded her head and face: "Do you think this is a child pretending to be a house? If you don't want to go, you don't want to go? You are still so willful at the age of 20? If you don't want to go, choose one of the three and you should quit. !"
Wang Yizhen saw that she was so angry, what a great opportunity, and Lin Jiayin's professionalism was good, so she wouldn't go if she didn't want to go, and the school website announced it.
Now this stubble.
"Are you dissatisfied with me?" Wang Yizhen asked her.
"No," Lin Jiayin shook her head again and again, "It's my own problem."
"What's your problem?" Wang Yizhen couldn't figure it out. The school paid all the expenses, so what's the problem
"I..." Lin Jiayin hesitated.
Seeing that she couldn't explain why for a long while, Wang Yizhen waved her hand irritably, "Forget it, I'll give you three days to think it through. If you still don't want to go, I'll tell the leader and change someone."
"It's a real change, and the courtyard won't consider you next time if you have this kind of opportunity," she added.
Lin Jiayin hummed, "Thank you, Mr. Wang."
Wang Yizhen looked at her and sighed, "Think clearly, don't make fun of your own future."
Not only because of poor mental condition, but also because Lin Jiayin found that she couldn't do without Shen Zhan.
I can't live without him every minute and every second. After class, I can't wait to run to the laboratory and to his company.
Lin Jiayin didn't know why it happened like this.
If you don't see him, you will be irritable and can't breathe, just like a fish can't live without water.
She seems to be sick, Lin Jiayin thought.
Shen Zhan never read Weibo comments or school forums.
He did everything he could, and posted Zhao Ye's history of heart disease, bad habits of alcoholism, and what happened before and after, including the compensation to Zhao Ye's family, on the Internet.
He also took a leave of absence to go to MIT, took a lot of effort to contact some of Zhao Ye's former drinking buddies, asked them to testify, and even tuned up the previous video of Zhao Ye knocking on the door outside the dormitory while drunk .
But it was just knocking on the door while drunk, even if there was a video where Zhao Ye could clearly hear Zhao Ye saying that he couldn't hold back and wanted to go to the bathroom, but it didn't mean anything, this kind of thing is normal, isn't it
On the contrary, the fact that he put on the earphones after hearing Zhao Ye's first call for help is ridiculous and cannot be proved.
No solution.
This matter is really unsolvable.
Only with the passage of time, the masses gradually forget, and then everything calms down.
Yan Wanping even posted a recording of the fight that night on the school forum.
Believe it or not I'll kill you one more time.
In the post, Yan Wanping directly admitted that she was Zhao Ye's admirer, and complained about this matter.
Said that he threatened her that if he dared to post again, he would find someone to kill her.
He also alluded to the fact that his family has a lot of money and power, and there is nothing that cannot be suppressed or washed away.
Because he didn't visit school forums, Lin Qingxuan told him about it.
After hearing this, Shen Zhan only smiled indifferently.
"Fuck, women are really scary." Lin Qingxuan sighed.
Lu Zhicheng also shook his head, "I thought Yan Wanping was gentle and generous."
"But..." Lin Qingxuan looked at him, "Did you really say that?"
"Yeah." Shen Zhan knocked on the code without lifting his eyelids.
Lin Qingxuan smacked his mouth and turned back to continue debugging the hardware.
This is generally not mentioned in the laboratory.
"Yo—" Lin Qingxuan heard the sound of the door and turned around, "Sister Lin finished her class again."
"Yes." Lin Jiayin put a bag of milk tea on the table.
Lin Qingxuan stood up, picked up a cup of milk tea, poked it in with a straw, took a big sip, and looked at the sticker on the cup, "Adding ingredients to the big cup... a lot of money!"
"Thanks to Senior Shen." Zhu Xiaomei put down the potato chips and ran over to get milk tea, not forgetting to bring a cup for Fu Yanzhou.
"None of his business," Lin Qingxuan pouted, "Sister Lin is kind-hearted."
Lin Jiayin smiled, dragged a stool and sat next to Shen Zhan.
"Give me a drink." Shen Zhan suddenly turned his head.
"Don't you want to drink?" Lin Jiayin asked in surprise.
Shen Zhan lowered his head.
Lin Jiayin raised her hand and raised the milk tea, "No—"
"No?" Shen Zhan lowered his eyebrows slightly.
"No!" Lin Jiayin shook her head.
Shen Zhan smiled, directly pecked her lips, touched them lightly, and then licked the corners of her lips, "It's so sweet."
"..." Lin Jiayin looked around in a panic.
It's alright, alright, everyone is bowing their heads and doing their own business, no one saw Shen Zhan's shameless behavior just now.
Shen Zhan raised his hand, took the milk tea in her hand easily, and bit down on the straw.
"Give it back to me..." Lin Jiayin glared at him fiercely.
Shen Zhan took a breath, looked down, "Why not You Le Mei?"
"what?"
Shen Zhan shook the milk tea cup, and said the old advertisement, "I want to hold you in the palm of my hand."
"..."
Lin Jiayin reached out and grabbed it again.
Shen Zhan stopped teasing her and turned back to continue typing the code.
After a while, I found that there was no movement around me.
"Sleepy?" Shen Zhan asked her.
Lin Jiayin's eyelids kept drooping.
"If you're sleepy, lie down on the table and sleep." Shen Zhan straightened up, took out the cushion behind his back and put it on the table.
Lin Jiayin was indeed sleepy.
But no matter how sleepy she was, she couldn't fall asleep until her upper and lower eyelids stuck together.
Many times she thought that she would fall asleep in the next second, but when she closed her eyes, her brain instantly became awake again.
She lay on the table, folded her hands, buried her face in it, and rubbed against the cushion for a long time.
Suddenly an arm stretched out and rested against the edge of the cushion.
Lin Jiayin opened her eyes, and Shen Zhan raised her eyebrows.
"Aren't you typing code?" she asked.
"Pillow it." Shen Zhan's left arm seemed to be still, only his wrist and fingers were moving.
Lin Jiayin moved her head to his side, and put a small half of her pillow on his arm.
Being next to Shen Zhan made her feel at ease, her head didn't hurt so much, and she felt much more comfortable.
I don't know if she fell asleep, but she was in a daze anyway, when Shen Zhan woke her up, the sky outside was already gray.
Lin Jiayin raised her head and looked around, "Where are they?"
"Going to eat." Shen Zhan frowned, his left arm was so numb that he couldn't move for a long time, and it took a while before he slowly put it under the table.
Lin Jiayin rubbed her eyes and stood up, "Then let's go eat too."
"Wait." Shen Zhan pushed her back.
"What?" Lin Jiayin looked up at him.
Shen Zhan bent down slowly, and Lin Jiayin closed her eyes subconsciously.
After a few seconds, there was no feeling on his lips, and a low laugh came from his ear.
Lin Jiayin suddenly opened her eyes.
A pair of peach-blossom eyes contained a bit of broken light, and the long and narrow eye tails were slightly raised.
When he stroked his face with his finger, Lin Jiayin realized that he wanted to see her wound, not kiss her.
"The scar is almost gone." Shen Zhan watched carefully.
Lin Jiayin touched her face. She had been wearing a mask for a while, and she took off the mask when she was almost healed.
"Well, you can't even tell from a distance," she said.
Shen Zhan pinched her cheeks, straightened up, picked up the computer bag on the table, "What do you eat?"
"Anything else tonight?" Lin Jiayin asked him.
"It's okay, I'll go home after dinner."
Lin Jiayin said: "Then you do it!"
"Okay, I'll do it." Shen Zhan smiled.
The fresh food supermarket is very close to Senhe, and the two walked home directly after they came out.
Shen Zhan was carrying two bags of things, Lin Jiayin was empty-handed, and instead hung Shen Zhan's arm.
"Tsk." Shen Zhan stopped and looked down.
Lin Jiayin looked at him: "What?"
Shen Zhan switched hands, "It's a little sore."
Lin Jiayin paused for a moment, only to belatedly realize that she was hanging her weight on his arm.
When shopping in the supermarket, she had no energy.
After walking five or six hundred meters, my feet were all empty, as if I was stepping on cotton.
Subconsciously dragging Shen Zhan along.
Lin Jiayin quickly let go of her hand.
Shen Zhan joked, "Can't walk anymore?"
Lin Jiayin puffed her cheeks and nodded, pretending to be intentional.
"Do you want to recite it?" Shen Zhan raised his eyebrows.
"Yes." Lin Jiayin said.
Shen Zhan smiled, "Speak nicely."
"What sounds good?" Lin Jiayin didn't understand.
"Shouting brother or something." Shen Zhan dragged his voice.
"Brother carry it, I want my brother to carry it." She couldn't stand anymore, put her hands on Shen Zhan's back, "Brother carry me quickly."
Shen Zhan smiled with satisfaction, switched the two bags to one hand, turned his back to Lin Jiayin and squatted down.
Lin Jiayin jumped up with all her strength and wrapped her arms around his neck.
"Are you ready?" he asked.
Lin Jiayin tapped his chin on his shoulder.
Shen Zhan stood up, and put his free hand around the crook of her leg.
"It's light?" Shen Zhan asked in surprise.
"It's too light." Lin Jiayin buried her face on his shoulder, and slowly closed her eyes, "I was fed up by you a while ago, and the teacher said to lose weight."
"Are you tired recently? I think you have dark circles under your eyes recently." Shen Zhan paused and said, "You obviously went to bed early."
I didn't do anything at night, even if I did, I deliberately suppressed my desire.
"Not tired, I told you, you won't be tired if you like it." Lin Jiayin said in a soft voice.
"Dancing?" Shen Zhan asked.
"You, I still like you." Lin Jiayin rubbed his neck.
Shen Zhan chuckled lightly.
When he reached the door of the house, Shen Zhan put her down.
After resting for a while, Lin Jiayin felt much better, standing on the ground was no longer floating.
"What is this?" Shen Zhan suddenly saw the box by the door.
Lin Jiayin bent down to pick it up and looked at it, "It's my courier."
"Why just throw it at the door." Shen Zhan opened the door and let Lin Jiayin in first.
Lin Jiayin changed her shoes, walked to the sofa and sat down on the courier: "I don't know, maybe I didn't receive the call."
"Aren't you going to help in the kitchen?" Shen Zhan came over with the dishes.
Lin Jiayin waved her hand, "Go by yourself, I will lie down."
"It's ok, little sun, you're getting older." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin lay down and waved her hand: "Hurry up and cook for you, my uncle."
Shen Zhan smiled, turned and walked into the kitchen.
Lin Jiayin lay down for about ten minutes, and then sat up propped up after she recovered completely.
Find a spare or go to the hospital to see it.
A few days ago, she was able to hold on to finish class, but if Tao Mo hadn't been quick to support her today, she would definitely have her head smashed.
Lin Jiayin sighed, took out her mobile phone from her bag, glanced at the people in the kitchen, and quickly opened the school's forum.
Soon she saw the new post at the top.
Adjusting the volume to only one bar, Lin Jiayin pressed the phone tightly to her ear.
"Believe it or not, I'll trick you again!"
Lin Jiayin let go of her hand, and the phone fell to the ground with a clatter.
"What's wrong?" Shen Zhan shouted from the kitchen.
"It's nothing, it fell on the floor." Lin Jiayin lowered her head to pick it up. She didn't know if it was because her head was upside down. Suddenly, her stomach churns. After retching, she quickly covered her mouth and ran barefoot to the toilet.
She turned the faucet to the maximum, and the sound of splashing water covered everything.
She vomited three times, and the last time, there was obviously nothing in her stomach, and she couldn't stop vomiting up all the jaundice, as if she had to vomit out her throat before she could finish.
Lin Jiayin cleared her throat, walked to the sink and washed her face.
His eyes were red, and he couldn't go out like this.
Lin Jiayin blinked her eyes, and waited for a while, her eyes were still red.
His gaze suddenly caught sight of the boxed masks on the shelf.
Lin Jiayin reached out and took it.
Looking at herself in the mirror with the mask on, she suddenly felt funny.
How come you haven't been this smart before
It didn't seem like something she could come up with.
She thought of Shen Zhan again.
There is a saying that if you stay with smart people for a long time, you will become smarter.
Quite right.
So she wants to stay with Shen Zhan forever to save her IQ.
When Lin Jiayin walked into the living room, Shen Zhan was taken aback, "Why are you applying a mask now?"
"There's nothing to do." Lin Jiayin said.
"Take it off, let's eat." Shen Zhan said.
"You can eat it if you put it on." Lin Jiayin walked to the dining table and sat down.
How do you eat this? Shen Zhan frowned, "Apply after eating."
"Just put it on, it's a waste." Lin Jiayin shook her head.
Shen Zhan didn't know what to do with her, so he walked over and took off the mask. When he saw her slightly red and swollen eyes, he frowned, "What brand of mask?"
"what?"
"My eyes are all red." Shen Zhan said.
Lin Jiayin breathed a sigh of relief.
"Don't buy this next time," Shen Zhan thought for a while, and then said, "Throw away the rest too."
Lin Jiayin nodded.
"Can you eat more?" Shen Zhan looked at the bowl where she hadn't touched a few chopsticks.
After Lin Jiayin vomited, her stomach was burning and hurting, and she swallowed it straight to her throat, and she managed to swallow a few mouthfuls, "I can't eat any more."
"Seeing you eat so little, I always feel uneasy." Shen Zhan stopped his chopsticks and asked her, "Is it not delicious?"
Lin Jiayin nodded as if something happened, "Maybe."
Shen Zhan snorted, and asked in a drawn-out tone, "Who acted like a baby and asked me to cook?"
"Me." Lin Jiayin said.
"Who are you?" Shen Zhan frowned and raised his chin.
Lin Jiayin continued: "Your girlfriend, little sun, little sweet."
Shen Zhan became happy, "I found that your mouth is getting better and better."
"I learned from you." Lin Jiayin folded her arms and looked at him with a smile.
Shen Zhan smiled, took out his phone, "Let's order some takeaway."
"No, if it's unpalatable, I could eat so much before!" Lin Jiayin said, "I just have a bad appetite today."
"Not today, but recently." Shen Zhan said.
"I'm losing weight." Lin Jiayin murmured softly.
"If you subtract any more, there will be no place to touch." Shen Zhan said again.
"..."
Lin Jiayin stuck out her tongue at him.
After the meal, Lin Jiayin nestled on the sofa and watched TV. When Shen Zhan finished packing and came out, she tilted her head and waved, "Come here!"
Shen Zhan came over and sat down beside her, put his feet on the coffee table, and pulled her into his arms, "What's wrong? Uncle Lin."
Obviously he is like an old man, Lin Jiayin rolled her eyes angrily.
"Unpack the express." Lin Jiayin took the cardboard box on the coffee table.
"What did you buy?" Shen Zhan asked.
"Cup," Lin Jiayin shook to hear the voice, "I bought a couple's cup."
Shen Zhan took the courier in her hand and said with a smile: "Shake it to pieces."
"Take it apart and have a look." Lin Jiayin handed him the knife.
"Is there anything special?" Shen Zhan asked while tearing it apart.
Lin Jiayin smiled and said, "Of course, you can guess."
"I won't print a real-life photo..." Before he finished speaking, Lin Jiayin leaned into his face and said, "If you guessed right, I will reward you with a kiss."
Shen Zhan chuckled, opened the box and said, "Why—"
The smile stopped suddenly.
The rotten smell rushed into his nose, and the food he had just eaten rushed from his stomach to his throat, and Lin Jiayin bowed her head and vomited it out instantly.
"Fuck..." Shen Zhan threw the express box away, and ran his hands along Lin Jiayin's back, comforting him from top to bottom.
She didn't eat much at first, but Lin Jiayin vomited it all up once she vomited.
After the throat was corroded, it was burning and hurting.
Shen Zhan threw the courier box with the dead mice outside the door, turned around and came back to pick up a cup of hot water and handed it to Lin Jiayin.
"Are you okay?" Shen Zhan asked a little weakly.
He thought he was asking a bit funny, maybe it's okay if he vomited
If it hadn't been swallowed abruptly when it reached his throat, he would probably have to spit it out.
"Don't touch me, I'm throwing up my clothes." Lin Jiayin said after drinking half a cup of hot water and recovering.
"You still think I think you're dirty?" Shen Zhan took a hot towel and wiped her mouth, then mopped the floor clean.
Lin Jiayin wanted to say that she came by herself, but Shen Zhan glanced at her as soon as she reached out her hand, so she had to withdraw her hand embarrassingly.
"Changed clothes." Shen Zhan took out a T-shirt from the bedroom.
Lin Jiayin changed her clothes and stood up.
"Why?" Shen Zhan grabbed her arm.
Lin Jiayin carried her vomit-stained clothes and said, "Wash it."
"Put it here first, and I'll wash it for you later." Shen Zhan pulled her back to the sofa and sat down.
"Why are you like an old lady?" Lin Jiayin watched him put his clothes on the ground.
Shen Zhan frowned, smiled, and asked her, "Is it better?"
"It's okay." Lin Jiayin said.
After saying this, both of them fell silent, not mentioning the matter of dead rats in the courier box.
Shen Zhan leaned on the sofa, staring blankly ahead.
The TV series is still playing, and the supporting role is a loud voice, which makes people upset.
He rubbed the space between his brows, got up and picked up the cigarette case on the table, took out one and put it in his mouth.
"Don't smoke." Lin Jiayin pressed his arm.
Shen Zhan paused, then took the cigarette away: "Just one."
Lin Jiayin pursed her lips and finally let go.
The smoke between the fingers floated up, blurring the vision in front of him.
Shen Zhan is considering whether to move or something, but Kesenhe is already considered a high-end community with relatively strict access control, and it is estimated that another place will not be able to prevent this kind of thing from happening.
Do you want Lin Jiayin to move back to school
He turned his head in thought and looked over.
Lin Jiayin caught his gaze, "What's wrong?"
"It's nothing." Shen Zhan lowered his voice.
"Don't worry about me," Lin Jiayin smiled at him, "It's just a few dead mice, I'm fine."
"It's fine." Shen Zhan snuffed out the cigarette and rubbed her head.
Fortunately, it was a theory class in the morning, so Lin Jiayin rested in the back row with her eyes closed, and had another sleepless night last night.
The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the quiet classroom instantly became noisy.
Lin Jiayin wanted to open her eyes, but she couldn't open them, and she couldn't move her hands. She knew everything that happened around her and could hear it clearly. It didn't look like she was dreaming.
I even heard conversations passing by, saying that I was going to the small cafeteria to eat.
But she couldn't move, not even a single finger, as if she was in an illusion.
She yelled loudly, trying to get help from passers-by, her throat was broken, but no one paid any attention to her.
She felt that she had fallen into the abyss and seemed to be dying.
I don't know how long it took before Lin Jiayin desperately opened her eyes.
The classroom is empty and empty.
She wiped her forehead, which was covered in cold sweat.
"Aren't you going to eat?" A voice came from behind.
Lin Jiayin turned her head away.
Tao Mo said, "I thought you were still sleeping, so I didn't call you."
Lin Jiayin took out the bag from the drawer, put it on her shoulders, stood up and asked, "Do you want to have dinner together?"
Tao Mo was taken aback, "Aren't you with your boyfriend?"
"He's not at school today." Lin Jiayin said.
Shen Zhan flew directly to City B after receiving a call this morning, as if he had an important project to discuss.
Tao Mo nodded.
The two walked out of the classroom together.
Tao Mo suddenly remembered the previous scene. After class, the two picked up their bags and rushed out. They split up, one bought milk tea, and the other went to the cafeteria to grab food.
After eating and sitting down, Tao Mo seemed to be able to see Lin Jiayin running towards her with milk tea in small steps.
But none of this will happen again, Tao Mo picked up the chopsticks.
"How are you doing recently?" Lin Jiayin asked her.
Tao Mo said: "It's okay... that's it." Liu Nana still took the lead in isolating her, but after a long time, she got used to it.
"What about you?" Tao Mo looked at her, "Why did you give up the chance to go to Australia?"
Lin Jiayin was taken aback.
"I happened to be standing at the door yesterday, and I overheard it by accident." Tao Mo said.
Lin Jiayin smiled, "I just... suddenly don't want to go."
"Because of Shen Zhan?" Tao Mo asked.
Lin Jiayin was taken aback again.
"Although you like Shen Zhan very much, you can't put all your energy on him, besides that matter..." Tao Mo hesitated for a moment, shut her mouth, and didn't bring it up any further.
"I know." Lin Jiayin poked the white rice a few times with the chopsticks, without any appetite.
"Sister Lin," Tao Mo said seriously, "You can't watch him breathe."
Watch him breathe
Lin Jiayin clenched her wooden chopsticks tightly.
"I see you lying on the desk when you came to the classroom today, your face is still so pale, and your dark circles are heavy..." Tao Mo looked at her sunken cheeks, "Are you sick?"
Lin Jiayin was silent for a while, her voice was very soft: "It seems to be sick."
The few minutes I was unable to move in the classroom just now were deeply frightening.
"Ask Shen Zhan to accompany you to the hospital." Tao Mo said.
Lin Jiayin hummed, "Do you know which department I'm going to see?"
"What symptoms?" Tao Mo frowned.
"Insomnia, I can't sleep at night, I can't sleep during the day, I can't eat, and I vomited yesterday... yesterday." Lin Jiayin said hoarsely.
She didn't know why she said this to Tao Mo.
It may be that too many things have been suppressed in my heart for a long time, and I urgently need a vent.
Tao Mo didn't expect her to be so serious, and frowned.
"Should I check my brain?" Lin Jiayin pointed to her head and asked seriously, half-jokingly.
Tao Mo shook her head, "You should go to the Mental Hygiene Department."
"See a psychiatrist?" Lin Jiayin murmured.
My mother is a psychiatrist, and she has paid special attention to her physical and mental health since she was adopted.
Lin Jiayin never thought that one day she would have psychological problems.
Although she didn't want to admit it, she really seemed to be sick.
"I think you may be a little... just a little bit depressed." Tao Mo said.
Lin Jiayin nodded feebly.
"There is only one class in the afternoon, I will accompany you to register after the class." Tao Mo said.
Lin Jiayin pursed her lower lip, "Thank you, Tao Mo."
"What's there to thank, I used to have a high fever and you went to the hospital with me." Tao Mo said again.
Lin Jiayin smiled at her.
This is the second collaboration between SZ and Ming Fai.
Shen Zhan is dressed very formally today, with a white shirt and suit pants, and a dark blue tie.
The peach blossom eyes are slightly closed, and she looks no longer frivolous and loose, and has matured a lot.
The project manager, surnamed Wang, met Shen Zhan in the conference room.
The two shook hands, exchanged a few pleasantries, and then began to talk about business.
On the way, a long-haired woman came in to deliver documents.
"This is Xiaowen, the new president's secretary. If you have anything to do, you can contact her." The manager introduced.
Shen Zhan tapped his chin lightly.
Manager Wang suddenly thought of something, and said, "Same as you, he is a high-achieving student, graduated from MIT."
The intern secretary named Xiaowen nodded at Shen Zhan with a smile.
After all, Minghui is a big listed company, so it's not surprising that a graduate from a prestigious school came here to apply for a secretary.
But when it came to MIT, Shen Zhan was still a little taken aback.
There is always a thorn in my heart.
…
Jiang Xiaowen walked back to the secretariat and sat down at her desk.
She posted in a daze for a while, then picked up her phone and clicked on Weibo.
Quickly browse down.
Zhao Ye's mother came forward and told the media that Zhao Ye was excellent in character and learning, and was willing to help others since he was a child.
They also found Zhao Ye's class teachers from childhood to adulthood, and they all said that Zhao Ye was a top student.
Jiang Xiaowen took a deep breath, thought for a while, opened her notebook, and found Shen Zhan's phone number through the company's internal system.
After struggling, I edited a long text message and sent it to him.
This is an unknown thing about Zhao Ye.
She hasn't gotten over it yet.
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