"Hello, my name is Qiao Chuyue!"

I reached out and held the man's warm, dry, and calloused hand.

For some reason, I quickly pulled my hand back as if I had been scalded.

Seeing my reaction, Zhou Bingchen quickly held my hand and squatted beside me to explain to me.

"This is a psychologist recommended by Professor Xu. He will help you adjust your mood and also aid your recovery after surgery."

He stroked the back of my hand and stared at my expression, afraid that I would be angry.

Of course I understand what he means. Many people with disabled legs have some psychological problems to some extent.

He was afraid that I would be under too much psychological pressure before the operation, so he wanted to find a psychologist to counsel me. How could I refuse?

I shook his hand back, my eyes reddening unconsciously, and nodded gratefully at him, "Don't worry, I won't be upset. I still want to grow old with you!"

The two children covered their eyes with the paintings in their hands and laughed.

Yao Yifeng stood aside and watched the loving scene of the two holding hands, his whole body seemed to be frozen as if he had lost his soul.

His two hands hanging at his sides trembled slightly and curled up, and the fire brewing in his eyes burned fiercely.

From the moment he entered this villa halfway up the mountain, he experienced one critical hit after another.

While sitting in the living room under the guidance of the housekeeper waiting for someone, he saw several maids in the villa pointing upstairs and laughing with their hands covering their mouths.

Cup after cup of tea was served.

The housekeeper looked embarrassed when he asked him to wait, and his words implied that the two people upstairs would not come down so soon.

He waited for three hours until the child came back.

He was exhausted during these three hours.

Without thinking, everyone understood what these two people were doing upstairs in broad daylight!

Although he didn't hear any sound, it still felt like a century had passed.

Finally, after more than three months, a full hundred days.

He finally saw the sister he had been thinking about day and night.

The three years he spent without seeing his sister had worn away all his patience.

Now, after not seeing her for three months, he felt as if he was extremely sick and missed her like crazy.

But when he saw his sister in Zhou Bingchen's arms, her heart and eyes were full of that man, and she didn't even notice him standing not far away.

He had obviously transformed himself into the mature man she loved the most, so how could she not feel his presence at all?

His heart felt so empty and painful.

How he wanted to pull his sister into his arms and hug her while shaking her hand.

But he couldn't, so he could only let her hand slip away from his.

Yao Yifeng suppressed the churning thoughts in his mind. The netizen's comment "grow old together" was like a thorn piercing his heart, causing him to grit his teeth in pain.

Finally, the two people who were in love as if no one else was around finally came to their senses and noticed his presence again.

His consulting room was set up in their bedroom.

During the psychological treatment, Zhou Binchen did not go out, but stared at the two of them intently, as if he was afraid that his wife would be abducted.

Yao Yifeng felt very uncomfortable. After asking some routine questions, he fled from the room that was filled with the smell of the two of them.

I lay in bed, feeling extremely anxious as I watched the psychologist leave, and I felt a growing sense of uneasiness in my heart.

I think maybe I'm too tired from lack of sleep recently.

Zhou Bingchen happened to have just finished a video conference on the other end. He sat by the bed, peeled an orange and brought it to my lips.

I absentmindedly put the orange segments that had been broken into white strips into my mouth, not noticing the change in Zhou Binchen's eyes at all.

The cloud-soft lips would be gently brushed against his fingertips every time he fed her.

With every touch, his heart softened.

He stared at me without blinking, wishing that this kind of day could last forever.

He liked taking care of her and being depended on by her.

Sometimes he even thought that it was good that she couldn't walk, because then he could stay by her side and take care of her all the time, and she would never be able to leave him.

But he knew that she loved freedom and didn't like being trapped in this little world.

That's why he suppressed his inner fear and tried his best to help her heal her leg.

In fact, he is the one who should see a psychiatrist the most.

He was too afraid that his selfishness would be discovered by her, and then she might ignore him.

Suddenly, I opened my mouth and widened my eyes as if I remembered something. He was so scared that the orange slices in his hand, which he also had something in mind, shook and almost fell to the ground.

"What's wrong? What happened?"

I looked at him blankly, my eyes filled with fear. "It seems we didn't take any precautions. What if I get pregnant? How can I have a baby like this?"

Zhou Bingchen gasped and his heart skipped a beat with fear, thinking that she had noticed his dirty idea of ​​wanting to hold her as a pendant all the time. Now, after hearing her say that, his expression relaxed, and he smiled and hugged her in his arms.

"Don't worry, I've checked these past few days and everything is safe. I won't let you suffer anymore. I was scared when I saw you on your birthday..."

As he spoke, he gently kissed my forehead again, his expression focused and serious, as if he was recalling every little detail of our past.

My nose felt sore.

Seeing how carefully he takes care of the children, I know he will be a good father.

But I can't let him have a child of his own.

Guilt makes me bold.

I hooked my arm around his neck and kissed his lips. I also imitated the exaggerated smiles he and Little Q sometimes had and started teasing him, "So what are you waiting for? Let's start the treatment tonight. I think your treatment is much more effective than that psychiatrist's!"

Zhou Bingchen's lips curled up. He felt a little uncomfortable when he saw her talking to another man just now. When he heard her say that, his mind was as happy as if fireworks were exploding.

He unbuttoned the button he had just fastened, held the back of my neck, and kissed me obediently.

The room is charming, like a burning candle.

The two people inside didn't notice that, through the crack in the door, a pair of sinister eyes were staring intently inside. The red bloodshot eyes suddenly appeared, just like the blood that had flowed all over the ground in the northern Myanmar park...