Qian Lai still harbored resentment, but when she saw the man squatting on the ground with a face full of sincere repentance, her heart softened.
"You said you have a strong allergic reaction to contact with the opposite sex, but it's different with me? My closeness can actually help relieve your allergy symptoms? Is that true?"
Qiao Muting nodded, his eyes as clear as a young boy's.
"It sounds like an upgraded version of skin hunger!"
"You know about skin hunger."
Of course she knew, and she had even conducted family gene screening and sequencing experiments on patients.
This condition usually arises when a psychological illness evolves and affects the body, causing a reaction.
“I’ve read books about it,” she could only explain. “Ordinary skin hunger is simply a psychological reaction caused by an unhappy childhood or unexpected stimulation.”
Then, certain physical symptoms will appear, and there will be a desire to be close to a certain group of people and to receive their touch.
In your case, the condition may have undergone some kind of mutation or sublimation.
If we don't intervene soon, even if you eat me, it won't save you in the end.
Qiao Muting knew, of course, that what she said was true.
He had previously consulted relevant books.
However, to overcome this ailment, the root cause must first be found. But he didn't know where the illness originated or where the knot in his heart lay.
Moreover, at that time, there was very little information and professional expertise in this field in China, so even as a doctor, he could not treat himself.
"Xiaoran, for so many years, I've been driven almost crazy by this illness. Now that I can tell you about it openly, I feel so much lighter."
Qiao Muting felt sad, heartbroken, and a little inferior.
"Qiao Muting, don't worry, I will definitely keep your secret."
I will also try to find treatment options and professional psychologists for you.
This illness definitely needs to be treated as soon as possible, otherwise it could ruin your life.
“But wait a minute!” Qian Lai suddenly remembered something. “Then how did you and Wen Nuan’s mother have two children?”
Upon hearing her question, Qiao Muting's cheeks instantly turned red to the roots of his ears.
"Warmth and Hot Springs are my good brother's children."
He told Qian Lai about how he adopted the two children without holding anything back.
So that's how it is!
It seems I need to re-evaluate the person in front of me.
Qian Lai recalled her mother once asking her: if she could choose a charitable cause to do, what would she choose?
At that moment, she blurted out that she wanted to open the warmest children's welfare home, dedicated to taking in those poor children.
This was a wish she had made since she could remember.
Therefore, her mother would take her to visit welfare homes and orphanages around the world every winter and summer vacation.
Of course she knows how hard it is for caregivers!
In this day and age, it is truly admirable that a single young man would bravely take on the responsibility of adopting orphans, and even raise two at once.
"I'm sorry, I didn't know you had so many stories behind you. What I said to you... I take it back! I take it back!"
Looking back now, those words of advice he gave to carefully choose his child's stepmother really were... too much talk, too much meddling, and too much of a motherly attitude!
Qiao Muting took in her embarrassed expression and, recalling how she had been lecturing him on endlessly, found it quite adorable.
He smiled and got up to continue drying her wet hair: "No, I'm very grateful to you. These days, it's rare to find a girl as honest and selfless as you. I'm very lucky to have met one."
No wonder Wenquan said you're his favorite aunt. You really are very likable.
His hand paused.
I know I've said a bit too much.
"You've saved me several times, and I should thank you. Now, you've become the only person in the world who shares my worries."
Xiaoran, from now on, I'm willing to do anything for you if you need anything.
Qian Lai: Want to be a grateful younger brother?
Anything is fine?
How about offering yourself?
Oh no, no, no!
I'm so bad!
However, in the future, Gu Hanchuan's leg will really need his help.
"Alright! I'll remember your promise. When I need your help, I hope you won't go back on your word!"
Qiao Muting gently ruffled her hair, his eyes sparkling with laughter: "Then can you promise me one thing now?"
"What's up?"
"From now on, can you please not let me lose track of you again?"
Well!
She agreed quickly, but she changed her mind just as quickly.
Just as Qiao Muting was happily going to take a bath, she left another note and slipped away.
Qiao Muting was having a fierce internal struggle while showering—what should he do later?
Should we leave together? What if someone's lying in wait outside, and we could easily accuse them of hooliganism?
Should they stay? What if the people behind them bring the police to knock on the door and trap them inside? That would still be considered hooliganism.
He's leaving? She's a woman left behind; what if those people come back? Will she be safe?
Should we let her go first? If she goes out, what if she encounters bad people outside?
Unless they are engaged. Even if they were framed, that's a matter for the young couple, not something that would warrant being charged with indecent assault.
His heart raced at the thought.
The restraint and forbearance I just displayed were based on moral standards.
But she's different now. She's the only confidante who understands and sympathizes with his worries. He feels that this girl is different to him now.
Has he fallen in love with someone?
The mere thought of the word "love" makes me feel like I have a fever.
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