After this minute, endless anxiety took over his brain—should I apologize, should I apologize, but he said that at the beginning, he was too much, and it can't be my fault alone.
Well, what I just said was too much, please apologize, just like Bai Sheng used to do before, apologize well, if you act like a baby again, the doctor will definitely forgive him.
As long as he opens his mouth to say something, as long as he doesn't scold me, I will apologize immediately.
While struggling, the upstairs door opened, and he retreated nervously to the table, not knowing what to do.
The other party came down.
He held the corner of the table, feeling extremely nervous—he must speak well this time, and obediently stated that he would go to his parents' house, behave well, and not get angry.
It's a pity that Ling Chennan, who had changed into his outing clothes, didn't even look this way, and went straight to the hallway to change his shoes. Everything happened like a slow motion with each frame being elongated, and it seemed to be too fast for people to react. Take it lightly, and the other party left.
I couldn't even say a word.
[12:00pm]
The lover who slammed the door has not yet returned, and no matter how many times he apologized to the air rehearsal, it is impossible to get any response, so his repeated content gradually evolved into an angry counterattack.
[1:00pm]
He threw the phone with no new messages no matter how hard he refreshed it, into the sofa, and smashed an untouched takeaway into the trash can.
[4:00pm]
The other party hadn't come back yet, and he began to panic.
[5:00pm]
He had run up and down the stairs for countless laps, checked repeatedly and made sure that the other party really didn't take anything away, so he probably didn't leave him behind and leave home.
But...he thought again, maybe he had already gone back to his parents' house by himself—because he was angry at his lack of cooperation, he simply left without taking him.
I won't come back, I won't want him.
[6:00pm]
Apologize, the doctor apologizes as soon as he comes home, begging him to cry, whether he likes the former Bai Sheng or whatever else, from now on he can only live with this personality, I will never It doesn't matter if he shows up, as long as you don't give up on him.
[7:00pm]
Finally, there was a sound at the door, and he ran to the door like an abandoned dog forgotten by his owner, staring at the doctor as he opened the door and entered the house, put a large bag aside to change his shoes, and never looked at him from beginning to end.
What do you mean, why did he buy so many things, are they daily necessities? Do you want to move out by yourself
But it's great... He's back, there's no need for him.
Seeing that the other party was about to ignore him and go upstairs again, he hurriedly called out: "Yes... I'm sorry!"
Ling Chennan stood on the stairs and paused for a while, his back exuded a cold air, then he turned his head and looked down at him, but didn't say a word.
Swallowing, he spat out the sentence that he had rehearsed countless times but still stuttered: "I... I shouldn't lose my temper casually and say that I want to break the appointment."
The other party still looked at him, and said after a while, "Continue."
He took a quick breath with his mouth open, and said: "I... I will go, and go to see your parents with you. I will behave well, don't talk nonsense, and be very obedient. They will definitely like me..."
"No." Ling Chennan said, "Think again."
After that, he turned and went upstairs.
Bai Sheng was left standing at the bottom of the stairs, stunned.
[9:00pm]
It was completely dark, and he sat on the pitch-dark first floor, thinking more and more, it became more and more difficult to calm down. First, he was afraid, then he was angry, and now he was wronged. These emotions were intertwined with the low blood sugar that he hadn't eaten all day. The fragile little guy is about to come out.
He ran upstairs in three steps at a time and pushed open the door vigorously. The person inside looked up in surprise, then looked away, and returned to the book he was reading.
Don't do this... don't ignore me.
A tear fell down his cheek without warning.
Don't give up on me, don't.
So many tears rushed out, as if they had been in the eye sockets for a long time.
He walked over quickly and hugged the other person's shoulders, buried his face in his neck, eagerly wanting the other person to touch his hair.
But the other party just slightly pushed his forehead away and asked, "Are you crying?"
He could only try to hug each other harder, like a vampire longing for the soil of his hometown that can heal him, like a camel thorn desperately trying to get a little water.
Ling Chennan sighed slightly, and said in a low voice: "Speak well, don't cry yet."
He shook his head, feeling that he was extremely wronged, and the more he was pushed, the more annoyed he became. He bit his lip and pulled the other party desperately.
"Bai Sheng!" Startled when his name was suddenly called out, the back of his neck was pinched and he was lifted back. The doctor's stern face appeared in front of his eyes. He put away his usual banter and couldn't see anything. With a gentle smile, he said word by word: "Let go."
Why... He looked at him with wide eyes, tears still flowing, he was crying, shouldn't he comfort him and hug him, why not hug him.
So he bit his lip and shook his head.
However, Ling Chennan pushed him away forcefully, seeing him sitting on the carpet because he lost his center of gravity, he was still indifferent, and repeated: "Speak well, if you do this again, I will really ignore you."
"Don't!" He knelt up and hugged his knees: "I was wrong, I apologize! Don't!"
"Then stop crying." The other party didn't wipe his tears for him, and he refused to touch his hair and pinch his ears. He folded his arms on his chest, keeping a panic-stricken distance from him: "As we said, Don't hide in other personalities to avoid problems, speak well."
After the two looked at each other for a long time, Ling Chennan sighed and asked, "Tell me, what were you thinking about this afternoon."
Hearing the other party finally ask this question, it was like a sharp knife hanging over his head was finally put away, and he began to describe his long and miserable day—selfishly, he described himself even more pitifully—without eating and being hungry, He was still worried and frightened all day long, and even himself became more and more aggrieved as he spoke.
He was obviously not this kind of coquettish person before, he must have been possessed by that toffee who appeared because of the doctor.
After listening, Ling Chennan sighed again, this sigh made his heart rise in his throat, and the other party said: "I still haven't made any progress."
He was extremely nervous, and he quickly reflected on what he said wrong just now—whether the description was too exaggerated and the other party saw through it, or the other party was really tired of him with such ups and downs—at this time Ling Chennan said again: "Do you think that the other party has seen through it? Have I eaten?"
So he rubbed his cheek against the doctor's hand on his knee flatteringly, but was pushed away by his cheek, and the other side reprimanded softly: "Don't act like a baby."
What to do, he stared at him helplessly, he had no choice.
Ling Chennan sighed again: "Is that all you have confidence in me? Do you think you have to pretend to be something else to get my forgiveness?"
"But you are angry, and you ignore me." He replied sullenly.
"You're either crying or making a fuss up to now. How can I care about you? How old are you, is it so difficult to communicate well?" Ling Chennan asked: "Then you at least know where you are wrong?"
He quickly replied: "I know, I shouldn't let my temper break the promises and agreements, I shouldn't say those things... I... I didn't think that way, I didn't say that on purpose."
The doctor shook his head: "It's only half right."
"Do you know why I don't discuss the matter of going home with you much? Because you only ask me one question from the beginning to the end, which is what kind of person my parents like."
He froze for a moment: "Is there anything wrong with that?"
The other party seemed a little helpless, and explained: "Ordinary people will only ask what kind of things they like."
He didn't know why, so the other party motioned him to look at the shopping bag in the department store in the corner, and said, "My dad likes spirits, not the sweet kind, and my mom likes chocolate and peanut candy, and she wanted a footbath that can be massaged before." , the electric kind."
He knew that the way he opened his mouth slightly and blinked his eyes definitely didn't look very smart, but his mind was numb and he couldn't keep up, so he asked uncertainly: "So... are you going to buy something to bring back this afternoon?" Home stuff?"
"Yes," Ling Chennan nodded, and said again: "And you, no matter what happens to you, whenever you feel a little pressure, you subconsciously want to hide behind other identities. Abandon your own identity to please me?" He showed a disapproving expression again, and said: "Otherwise you will lose your temper with me, and say something ugly or harsh, I told you before, to be a better self and to be a completely Different selves are two concepts. You said before that you should be obedient when you meet my parents. You just want to be a 'him', right? If you want to know what kind of person they like, just become that kind of person , there is really no information that can be used, so you plan to go as the former Bai Sheng, don't you?"
"Yes... What's the difference, that's me too, and isn't it the same for other people, don't everyone look the same when they are with friends and elders?" But facing the doctor's unkind eyes, he He died down again: "Okay, okay, I understand."
"That's a social comfort zone for you, I understand, but it's with me, it's meeting my family, and I don't want to give us even that confidence, even this