Yang Meina couldn't see through Chang Shen. He was unmoved by beautiful women and spent his days doing meaningless things. After naming all the tiles in his house, she started a new project, the kind that would make any normal person think he was crazy. It was a huge project, no less than the South-to-North Water Diversion Project.
There is a small river outside Chang Shen's house that flows year after year, making noise that greatly disturbs his sleep. He wants to solve this problem.
The common people would build soundproof walls and wear noise-canceling headphones, but Chang Shen was different. He not only did the common people's methods, but also came up with an extraordinary solution: Jingwei filling the sea.
Every day, secretly throw a stone into the stream, blocking it so that there is no sound.
God knows how confused Yang Meina was when she heard about Chang Shen's actions; she almost stopped thinking altogether.
Huh?
Is this something a normal person would do?
After hearing this, Zhong Tingyue and He Yi covered their mouths and laughed. After a while, they calmed down. Zhong Tingyue became a little more serious and asked, "So, do you have any feelings for Chang Shen?"
He Yi also spoke up: "If there's no one like him, then don't bother him. He's a superhuman being, different from us normal people."
Upon hearing the question and answer, Yang Meina fell into deep thought, then shook her head: "I don't know, he's not very bright, but I think he's quite interesting."
Zhong Tingyue and He Yi looked at each other, a hint of expectation in their eyes.
Since Yang Meina experienced that painful past, she has never felt curiosity or interest in men. It is a good thing that she can feel this way about Chang Shen now.
They both hope that their best friend will find an excellent partner and have a happy marriage.
... ...
In Zhonghai Mingyuan, Gao Ruoyun was on the phone with her husband, saying, "Our little girl has finished her exams. I'm going to stay in Shanghai for a few more days. It's too easy to make money here."
"Huh?" Zhong Ping's voice was full of bitterness. "How much longer?"
"After finishing the work, you'll get three or four hundred yuan a day," Gao Ruoyun said. "What's wrong?"
"No, go home early."
After hanging up the phone, Zhong Ping squatted at the door, gazing at the night sky, and sighed deeply, his voice filled with an indescribable meaning.
Zhong Ping once thought that his life would be wonderful after leaving his wife, but reality is very different from his fantasy.
After his wife left, he couldn't eat or sleep well, and he even lost at cards.
Zhong Ping stood up, dusted off imaginary dust, put his hands behind his back, and headed towards the house.
... ...
Early in the morning, Yang Meina, dressed in her finest attire, swayed as she entered the cosmetic surgery hospital. The receptionist smiled and said, "Ms. Yang, you've come to see Dr. Chang again."
“He’s my man, so it’s only natural for me to come and see him.”
This one sentence effectively shut up the receptionist. Yang Meina chuckled, walked into Chang Shen's office, and disappeared from everyone's sight. The crowd murmured amongst themselves.
"Is that woman really Dr. Chang Shen's lover?"
"I don't know, but Chang Shen used to explain, but he hasn't explained recently, so I don't know either."
"Could they really be together? I can't accept that!"
"They're a handsome couple, how could you possibly accept them?"
“... ..."
Chang Shenzheng was answering a customer's inquiry when Yang Meina entered the room. He ignored her until he finished resolving the customer's issue, then turned to Yang Meina, who was making coffee as if she were in her own room, and said:
"From now on, stop saying 'you're my lover' in public."
"What's wrong? Are you embarrassed?" Yang Meina took a sip of coffee.
“The feeling of embarrassment comes from a lack of self-confidence, and I don’t lack self-confidence for the time being.” Chang Shen said in a flat voice, “I just think that you are a lady from a respectable family, and you will find a boyfriend, get married and have children in the future. I’m just giving you some face. If you don’t like it, the term ‘lover’ is very good. So it’s up to you.”
Yang Meina sat in front, craned her neck, and asked, "So you're not getting married?"
"Marriage is meaningless; I can't find happiness in it," Chang Shen said casually, then steered the conversation to the main point, saying, "After so much treatment, your mental state has changed; there are signs of improvement..."
Next, Chang Shen conducted psychological therapy with Yang Meina. The former explained carefully, and the latter listened attentively until noon.
After Yang Meina treated Chang Shen to lunch, she noticed an amusement park nearby and suggested, "Are you busy this afternoon? Never mind, I know you must be busy. Come with me to the amusement park for a while."
"I'm not going," Chang Shen refused outright.
"No way!" Yang Meina didn't give the other party a chance to refuse and pulled Chang Shen's arm to go into the amusement park.
Then why are you asking such a question? Trying to appear democratic, huh? ... Chang Shen's lips twitched.
Yang Meina bought two tickets and entered the amusement park. She played many rides, including the vertical roller coaster, the pirate ship, and the drop tower. She forced Chang Shen to accompany her on all of these rides, but he remained indifferent, as if he couldn't muster any enthusiasm.
Even after arriving at the haunted house, no matter how much Yang Meina tried to persuade Chang Shen, he refused to go inside. Yang Meina tilted her head, a smile playing on her lips: "You're not afraid of ghosts, are you?"
Chang Shen solemnly muttered: "This is a material world, the modern era is a scientific age, ghosts only exist in people's imaginations..."
Before he could finish speaking, Yang Meina took advantage of his inattention and pulled him directly into the haunted house.
Upon entering, Chang Shen's science popularization abruptly stopped, and what greeted his eyes was a scene of blackness, blood, and missing limbs, leaving him almost frozen in place.
Suddenly, a bright light came on, and a head appeared on the light, looking serious as it said, "Chang Shen, you'll pay for my life."
Chang Shen pursed his lips, slapped the other man on the head, and then ran outside as fast as he could.
"A ghost!!!"
"Ouch, damn it." Yang Meina rubbed her face, which was burning hot, as if she had been slapped. Well... not just like, but... it was.
As soon as she entered, she shone her phone light on her chin, hoping to scare Chang Shen, but unexpectedly, Chang Shen slapped her and ran out of the haunted house.
"This guy looks so refined, how come he's so strong? He doesn't know how to be gentle with women at all." Yang Meina said while touching her face, then suddenly paused, and a beautiful smile appeared on her face: "Eh? He seems to be really afraid of ghosts."
A grown man, a double-degree returnee, a renowned psychologist... Chang Shen, is actually afraid of ghosts?
Yang Meina had already forgotten about being slapped. She stroked her chin, lost in thought, and muttered to herself, "I told you, everyone has weaknesses. If someone doesn't have weaknesses, they're not human. And you, Chang Shen, have finally shown me your weakness."
hey-hey... ...
A burst of laughter echoed through the haunted house. Yang Meina woke up, touched her arm, looked around, and said eerily, "It really is a bit scary."
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