Iced Tea
"No need. If you really have nothing to do, you can check out what Peach Juice Yaoyao is all about these days." Zheng Cheng was browsing the little green book and saw him pretending to be a rich second generation, so he pressed the button and showed no interest.
He will call Dr. Yin Nai in the evening.
When I opened the door, I saw a person sitting on the sofa. He was wearing Master Jian's iced tea pajamas, his hair was pushed up with a headband, and his bangs stood up on his head in a careless manner, like a big golden trumpet flower.
"Zheng Sisi, you just had a hamburger yesterday, why are you eating fried chicken today? Can an actor be so presumptuous?" Zheng Cheng forced himself to keep his mouth straight to teach his unruly sister a lesson.
"What are you doing? I've been working out all morning, doing Sanda and HIIT, and now I need some dirty calories." Zheng Sisi's mouth was puffed up like a hamster, and she handed over a triangle of fried chicken. "Want to eat?"
"No, no, I'm going to the room to make a phone call." Eating too much food with a lot of additives will affect the sensitivity of taste. Zheng Cheng still had the phantom smell of canned cat food in his nose, and he felt a little nauseous when he smelled chicken.
"Wear the pajamas I bought you!"
There was a set of Master Jian’s jasmine tea on the bed.
What kind of clothes are you wearing! Zheng Cheng threw the jasmine tea into the drawer, took out another set, and found that it was also the roasted corn pajamas bought by Zheng Sisi. He threw it back and laughed out of anger.
Everything has its limits, and this is fully demonstrated in the case of this young lady who grew up surrounded by fine arts.
"Very interesting, this is the first time in all these years," Dr. Yin said after listening to his description. "Your flashbacks are pushing you forward, and you didn't resort to self-harm to escape this time, which is encouraging."
"Um, about this..."
The reason why this panic attack was interrupted really embarrassed Zheng Cheng. He stammered and told Hu Hanyu about being hugged by him.
"Interesting." Doctor Yin listened thoughtfully, "You and your friend are quite compatible."
"...He is not my friend, just a cooperative consultant." Zheng Cheng didn't want to talk to Dr. Yin in detail about Hu Hanyu's affairs for the time being.
"Wow, is he handsome?"
"Doctor, isn't your focus a bit strange?"
"Hehe, I was just about to ask, to be able to hold Da Chengcheng in his arms, he must be a tall and handsome guy, right? Let's develop a relationship!"
I almost forgot that although Dr. Yin abides by professional ethics and keeps her mouth shut, she is very good at gossiping and questioning. She can even find out Zheng Cheng’s favorite hero character when he was a child.
After talking to her for a long time, he finally hung up the phone. Zheng Cheng lay on the bed looking at the ceiling, his head still confused.
"It's okay, I'll take you home." Hu Hanyu's voice was still lingering in his ears. Now that he recalled it, it was transmitted directly from the throat to Zheng Cheng's ears.
What a mess! Zheng Cheng's face turned red unconsciously, and he picked up his phone to look at something to divert his attention.
I opened WeChat and saw a friend request.
【I want to be your friend】
The phone almost hit my face.
No, no! Whoever wants to add it can add it. He woke up immediately, washed his face, and went to the living room to find Sisi.
"Hey, why don't you wear jasmine tea? Is Lao Zheng's Nine-scented Silver Needle not tasty?" Zheng Sisi was disappointed when she saw the plain white silk big-collared shirt on him.
"The neckline is too narrow. I can't get used to it." Zheng Cheng made up an excuse and slid into his familiar corner. "I'll ask Aunt Zhang to make me something to eat. Do you want some sweet soup?"
"No, I'm quite full after eating." Zheng Sisi slowly turned her head to watch TV.
Suspicious. Zheng Cheng narrowed her eyes. Normally, she would never miss the sweet soup.
"What are you here for? Tell me." He gave her a chance first.
"It's nothing. I just wanted to give you jasmine tea, but you refused to wear it." Zheng Sisi pouted and watched TV, her feet shaking, pretending to be leisurely.
Ha, child's play. Zheng Cheng pretended to call Zhang Ma and whispered in her ear:
"Hello, Aunt Zhang, Sisi? Sisi is here..."
“No, no, no, no!”
Sure enough, when Zheng Sisi heard him calling, she jumped up and rushed over on the sofa. When she saw Zheng Cheng's phone screen clearly, she realized that she had been outmaneuvered by her brother and knelt on the sofa dejectedly.
"It's the Gu family's young master's birthday party. I didn't want to go and never replied to him. Today, his family came to our house."
"Go ahead. Gu Zichen has even invited several directors to please you. What a great opportunity." Zheng Cheng also received an invitation. He guessed that Young Master Gu just wanted to see Sisi, so he didn't reply.
"Ahhh, but I have no acquaintances or friends except him! He will pester me again when the time comes. I will go to get my tonic alone!" Sisi lay on the sofa and grabbed Zheng Cheng's legs and acted like a spoiled child.
I wonder if the young master of the Gu family would give up if he could see this twisting bottle of iced black tea.
"Have you asked Zhou Min? He must have been invited as well." Zheng Cheng had no choice but to give her some advice.
Zheng Sisi shook her head. "I asked earlier, and Brother Ren categorically replied that he couldn't go. He'd already sent all the gifts."
It's true, Zhou Ren was a strange man. Unless his grandfather forced him to, he would not attend any gatherings of the second generation of wealthy people unless it was absolutely necessary. The Zhou family had a rather serious family tradition, and over time, everyone had become accustomed to it.
The Zheng family is much more extroverted. The Gu family is in the textile industry. Over the years, they have met many well-known directors through making film and television costumes. They are also the linen supplier of Yuanlv Group. In view of the benefits, their children will send people whenever they are invited. Only Zheng Sisi is still willful.
"Brother Cheng, can you stay with me?" Bing Hongcha walked to Zheng Cheng's side, put her arms around his shoulders, and her bangs rubbed against his neck.
For people who are ticklish, this is a torture. For example, Zheng Cheng felt numb all the way from his neck to his lower back, and he felt like he was going to explode.
"I'll accompany you, I'll accompany you, just talk freely!" He struggled to the other side to avoid being swept by his bangs.
Zheng Sisi hugged his neck and praised him again.
In fact, Zheng Cheng didn't like this kind of occasion either. Everyone knew that he was in poor health and couldn't drink or have fun. He could still be a guest who didn't spoil the fun.
"I'm not saying anything bad, Zheng Sisi, but you should think about it." After making a phone call on Zheng Sisi's behalf and dealing with the overjoyed Gu Zichen, Zheng Cheng advised her, "I can help you deal with just one Gu Zichen, but how can I stop a line of Gu Zichens lining up all the way to the Bund?"
"Hmph, don't make sarcastic remarks." Zheng Sisi retorted angrily while sipping her mung bean soup. "You're just being nice. You just say you like men and then completely deny it. How many times do I have to tell you I'm not a marriage advocate before my parents take it seriously?"
"Are you the same as me? If you say you like girls, tomorrow mom and dad can bring Miss Gu and Miss Li to kiss you."
Zheng Cheng picked up a piece of braised lion's head and ate it with rice. Finely chopped sea cucumber was mixed into the minced meat. Knowing that he didn't like fatty meat, only Zhang Ma would spoil him like this. "They gave up on me, not you."
"Nonsense! I'd be the first to disagree if anyone gave up on you. Zheng Cheng is the most powerful person in the Zheng family." Zheng Sisi became serious when she heard him say that about her again. "When will this vicious post-traumatic stress disorder let my brother go?"
Yes, when will that be? Zheng Cheng smiled bitterly.
"Did it happen again today? I heard you talking to Dr. Yin on the phone." Zheng Sisi put down the spoon and tested carefully.
There was nothing to hide from her. Zheng Sisi and Zhou Min had both seen him at his worst.
But he didn't plan to tell anyone about Hu Hanyu.
"Well, the elevator at Longheng broke down today, and I got upset." Zheng Cheng brushed it off, then suddenly thought of something. "Sisi, when I was a kid, you were the one who saved me from a seizure.
"Yes, just that time." Sisi nodded.
At that time, Zheng Cheng was not able to deal with panic attacks as rationally as he does now.
Every near-death experience was so painful that he would start screaming when his ears tinnitus appeared. He would become hysterical and look very scary during the attacks.
At that time, the servants would always hold this sister far away, but that time she broke free from the servants' hands and rushed over to hug Zheng Cheng.
"Don't be afraid, brother! I'm here to protect you! When I grow up, I'm going to be a female warrior and catch all the bad guys in your head!"
That was the first time Zheng Cheng had come out of a flashback on his own. Hearing his sister's voice, his remaining sanity told him he couldn't let Sisi get involved, and in his panic, he managed to escape.
"After that, you wouldn't let anyone get close to you." Zheng Sisi stirred the mung bean soup in her bowl. "Every time you had an attack, you were like a leopard, biting anyone who got close."
Because his flashbacks were almost always about being held captive in a car, unable to break free and having to bite his way out, coupled with his subconscious desire not to let anyone else go through the same thing as him, he ended up hiding whenever he felt the signs of an attack.
Today is different, very different.
Dr. Yin couldn't explain for the time being why his memory continued to extend, and what was even more unclear was whether he was really called back from the flashback this time.
The vegetables Zheng Cheng was holding fell back into the bowl, and he suddenly realized something.
I won’t bite Hu Hanyu today, right?
He came to add me, isn't he going to report a work injury?
"What's wrong?" Zheng Sisi stared at his plate for a long time. "Are there any bugs? If there are, give it to Brother Zhou Min to see if he can save it."
"Can a cooked one be revived? Who do you think Zhou Min is, a wizard or a high priest?" Zheng Cheng imagined Zhou Min casting a spell. His expressionless face made him think of Tang Monk. The spell he was chanting was probably the entire text of The Origin of Species. He laughed for a long time before continuing to eat.
Zheng Sisi stared at Zheng Cheng's smiling face for a moment before lowering her head to continue picking at the mung beans in her bowl. "Finally, you're smiling. Last week, I heard that you went home to find Old Zheng after your attack. I was scared."
"So you bought burgers and rushed over to me, wanting to see if I'd been depressed by Old Zheng's pua?" Zheng Cheng knew there had to be a reason for her sudden appearance. He chewed some vegetables and shook his head, "How could that be? I just wanted to ask him the truth. If he wouldn't tell me, then I had another idea."
"Are you targeting Hu Hanyu? Brother Zhou Ren told me everything." Zheng Sisi put down the spoon again. "Brother, he's an outsider. Can he tell you the truth? Besides, what if he's also an accomplice of the kidnappers..."
"Then should he be imprisoned in Tiluqiao Prison now? You are playing a movie in your head, right? You have such a rich imagination." Zheng Cheng interrupted her.
Zheng Cheng had considered various possibilities. If he had any other options, he wouldn't have turned to Hu Hanyu.
Over the years, he had tried everything, including Chinese and Western medicine, medication, and exorcism. The Zheng family had access to the best medical resources in Shanghai, and Dr. Yin was a favorite student of a famous American psychoanalyst. Even so, he was not cured.
The hardest thing to get through is not the despair brought about by repeated panic attacks, but when you think you can escape the darkness by climbing out of the cave, you find that what you are facing is a cliff.
Should I try climbing up the cliff a few more steps, or should I just jump off and end it all?
"Finish the mung bean soup and don't leave any leftovers, Zheng Sisi." Zheng Cheng wiped his mouth, stood up, and left Zheng Sisi alone sitting at the dining table.
Sisi drank her soup silently, feeling a little regretful for bringing up the topic that made Zheng Cheng unhappy.
There are obviously fewer and fewer opportunities for us to get together nowadays, so why are we still talking about this?
She just didn't want to watch Zheng Cheng torment himself anymore. She knew that Zheng Cheng would never show pain and struggle on his face, but these pains would crawl out to find him at night, leaving him wandering between nightmares and wakefulness, with no third choice.
Alas, he should be happier when he is sober.
"Why haven't you finished eating yet?" When Zheng Sisi stopped daydreaming and looked up, she saw a bottle of jasmine green tea standing upright in front of her.
Zheng Cheng would never use a hairband to make himself look like that, so he compromised by bundling his hair up at the back of his head and looked at Bing Hong Cha with disgust.
"Wow! Brother, you really suit the color green!" Zheng Sisi's eyes lit up, and she finished the remaining soup in the bowl in just a few mouthfuls.
"Iced black tea is gone. We have been waiting for you for a long time. You must accompany me through the customs today." Zheng Cheng left her with a green back view.
“Iced green tea in a bag!”
"Moliqing! Tea! Who is Green Tea?"
"Okay Qingcha, actually, don't you think my corn one is quite humorous? You're 5'8" and after putting it on, you look like a corn eight."
"Shut up, shut up, shut up! One humiliation is enough! I absolutely, absolutely, absolutely will not dress like roasted corn!"
Zheng Cheng didn't want to jump for the time being. Although some people treated him as air and some wanted to push him away, there were also people who tried their best to hold him back.
As long as he has them, that's enough.
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