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Ling Chennan nodded: "No wonder you don't put a milk bag in your coffee. Coconut milk is not affected by plant-based protein, so you agreed? Then let's go!"
He picked up his coat, held the door to let the other party go out first, turned around and set the door lock, and then thought of something, and said, "This siren will beep a few times before locking, so don't be nervous."
Shen retreated to the corridor and stood obediently, when the siren suddenly burst out with a piercing beeping sound, Ling Chennan hurried out and locked the door, put his ear on the door and listened for a while until the inside calmed down.
He looked back and saw Shen was looking at him, and said with a laugh: "They always say that I didn't lock it correctly. This alarm will beep as long as it senses someone moving, and sometimes it will beep even if the printer is not turned off, which makes people too nervous. .”
Shen Yinchuan pursed his lips, showing an expression that was the closest to a smile so far.
Thai hot pot restaurants are doing very well.
Ling Chennan ordered the seafood set meal for two, served with a secret delicious dipping dish, looking at the raw beef and prawns made his mouth water. Shen Yinchuan also seemed to like seafood, silently ate half of the plate of grilled scallops with garlic vermicelli, and then looked at his half portion eagerly.
Ling Chennan was a little amused, and said: "Eat something else first, what if there are other delicious things?"
Shen Yinchuan's face was slightly reddened by the steam from the hot pot, with a rare tinge of popularity, his long eyelashes were wet from the mist, and he looked a little younger.
Ling Chennan ate two scallops, pushed the rest to the middle of the table, waited for another minute, and asked, "Do you want to eat?"
Shen Yinchuan's eyes lit up, and he said reservedly: "Aren't you going to eat?"
He pretended not to be interested, and said insincerely, "I'm fine with scallops..."
Shen Yinchuan was a little happy, and carefully transferred the scallops, and the empty shells fell in layers on his small plate. Even though he was at a hotpot restaurant, his eating posture was still quite elegant, his sitting posture was still upright, with his knees squared forward, completely different from Ling Chennan's heroic sitting posture with his legs spread apart.
Ling Chennan said: "The decoration of this store is pretty nice, and the online celebrity stores these days are all prettier than the other."
Shen Yinchuan also looked up and looked around, and said: "Well, the cement floor mixed with industrial metal style has been popular in the past two years."
Ling Chennan nodded: "The store and the bar are okay, it's probably a bit cold at home."
Shen Yinchuan would stop eating when he was talking, and looked at him seriously, he looked seductive and polite, very different from the socially awkward person in the consultation room, he said: "It can be made at home, it looks good with solid wood And the current concrete floor is different from the rough ones before. After polishing, it will not have that rough feeling, and the touch is close to marble. It is just that we need to pay attention to the lighting. The warm-colored light bulbs of the industrial style need to be hung together in a group In the lower place, although the wattage is low, it is still not enough for lighting the whole house..." Noticing Ling Chennan's relishing eyes, he stopped in embarrassment: "I talk too much, Bai Sheng is doing interior design, so I'm always listening to this... ”
Ling Chennan smiled and said, "It's okay, it's very interesting, how do you get the lamp?"
The other party said a few more words about the decoration, and the pot was boiled, and the two began to eat seriously, chatting with each other.
Generally speaking, Ling Chennan acts as a small encyclopedia of knowledge that opens the door. He likes to read books, and there are a lot of topics related to his major. In addition to professional training, he is a very good listener, so he is usually the one who reads books. In bother to bring the rhythm of the conversation. But he was surprised to find that Shen Yinchuan could catch up with him no matter what he said, even social science topics. He had never met anyone who was willing to talk philosophy with him before. Shen Yinchuan threw out a calm and accurate opinion from time to time , which amuses him greatly.
The two unknowingly ate and chatted for nearly two hours, but in terms of the atmosphere, it was much happier than the two hours they spent in the consulting room. Ling Chennan almost forgot that the other party was a mentally fragile paranoid The patient is completely like a friend who has known each other for a long time.
When he drank the last sip of tea, two tables had been changed beside Ling Chennan. He was a little stuffed, and when the waiter came to check out, he took a break to look at the passers-by on the street, and suddenly remembered inexplicably that the other party seemed to have said that he In the scene of going out to dinner with the ex-lover for the first time, he "deceived each other with a gentle and funny appearance" during the meal.
It's no wonder he was deceived, Ling Chennan thought, this kind of date is so gentle, rich and decent.
Suddenly, Ling Chennan remembered more things, and the inextricable things were connected in a row.
"I don't know him. His name tag is on the office door."
"I approached him pretending to be a guest and met him at his work place."
"After getting to know him through his working environment, we gradually got to know him, and then we went out for dinner."
"I told him the truth, that I was not a real guest."
Ling Chennan took a breath, leaned his cool back on the chair, and slowly turned his face to look at Shen Yinchuan.
The other party didn't notice any difference, and there was no trace of the nervous trance expression in the clinic before. Ling Chennan turned his eyes away again, and looked at the bowls and chopsticks placed in front of him — they were casually put aside, completely out of alignment with the edge of the table.
[the fourth week]
Ling Chennan put out the chair hidden behind the curtain, and sat back behind the desk. Shen Yinchuan couldn't help being stunned when he pushed the door in.
He struggled with the sofa and the seat for a moment, but chose to walk to the opposite side of his desk.
This time Ling Chennan didn't stand up to greet him, nor made a gesture to shake hands with him, Shen Yinchuan looked down at the wooden table between them, and sat down obediently.
After he sat down, Ling Chennan didn't speak, he just set the alarm clock for the two of them, then clasped his hands on the table and looked at him.
Shen Yinchuan pursed his lips and whispered, "Hello, doctor."
Seeing his confident and normal appearance, Ling Chennan only felt that this cringe and sickness was a bit glaring, he nodded hastily in response, and then pretended to be flipping through his notes: "Well, let me see, last time I said...you kill your lover Buried in the backyard after death? It rained a little while digging the hole, and the soil was very soft."
"Ah, um, it smells like moist grass." Shen Yinchuan didn't expect him to get to the point so quickly, and stammered his answer.
Ling Chennan looked at him expressionlessly - he always smiled when facing everyone, but once he put away his smile, he looked very cold in an instant. He said, "But you said last time that it rained in the middle of the night after the burial."
Shen Yinchuan opened his mouth: "Ah, ah." He lowered his head: "Maybe I remembered wrongly, it was raining, the soil was very wet, and water could seep out, Bai Sheng's face, hair, and mouth all got into it." A lot of dirt, and under the nails..."
Ling Chennan interrupted his chatter: "Where is he now?"
Shen Yinchuan raised his head and asked blankly: "Huh?"
"What's your ex-lover's name? Bai Sheng? Where is he now?" Ling Chennan asked: "Even if a living person runs away, there will be no sign of him. If you beat him up and bury him alive, he won't." Want revenge on you?"
Shen Yinchuan was stunned: "What? He won't..."
Ling Chennan asked: "Did you really bury him alive? No, it should be said... Do you really think you buried him alive?"
Shen Yinchuan was a little unsure about his problem, but felt his suspicion, and said anxiously: "It's true, that hole was big and deep, and the soil covered his face, and he couldn't breathe at all, I killed him..."
Ling Chennan said: "Last time you said that the hole wasn't dug deep enough, so you didn't dare to fill in more soil."
Shen Yinchuan seemed extremely nervous, he kept digging the edge of the table with his fingers, Ling Chennan asked again: "You are lying to me, why are you lying to me?"
"What? I didn't..." He was taken aback, and then he showed a pleading look, and softened his voice flatteringly: "Doctor... I didn't, it's true, I buried Bai Sheng alive, there was a lot of blood in the room, all of it was wiped out, Not clean enough...”
Ling Chennan has heard this passage many times, and he asked calmly as if making a statement: "Where did you start lying to me? Was it when you were buried alive, or when the two of you started dating? Did you really have a relationship? It's because you followed other people and delusional about the whole content, no, now I even doubt whether this person Bai Sheng really exists."
When the other party received such an accusation, he stood up abruptly, the seat reclined and fell on the carpet, his chest heaved with emotion, and he said incoherently: "He exists, he exists, Bai Sheng...we are We really lived together." He hugged his arm, as if suddenly feeling cold, and circling anxiously: "In the beginning, at the beginning, he was very good, he was very good, how did he become like this... I am not On purpose, I really didn't mean to."
Ling Chennan sighed, stood up and said, "Calm down."
He wanted to step forward to help the stool up, but Shen Yinchuan suddenly became more excited, and when he found him approaching, he almost stumbled towards the other side of the room like a cat whose tail was stepped on, and almost tripped over the coffee table halfway.
He leaned his back against the corner and asked him loudly: "You don't believe me? Shouldn't you believe me! Why don't you believe me!"
Ling Chennan made a decision in his mind, and still said: "Because you lied to me, you didn't tell me the truth, I can see that you are hiding it, it's because you don't trust me."
"It's true! It's true..." Shen Yinchuan's voice trembled, his emotions were close to hysteria: "I