Chapter 137 She Becomes Possessive About You

Sheng Ting and An Jingyu will meet in two days.

Someone was playing the pipa in the teahouse. Looking down from where they were, they saw a clear stream with green fields on both sides. It was a great place to drink tea and enjoy the spring.

An Jingyu sat down and chuckled, "I thought you would find a bar."

"It's inconvenient to drive here." Sheng Ting pushed the snacks and fruits over and said slowly, "It will be hard to explain when we go back."

An Jingyu raised his eyebrows, "He came out carrying Chushuang?"

He doesn't speak, that's it.

Seeing his "husband look", An Jingyu asked: "How does it feel to marry a young girl?"

He had known Sheng Ting for a long time, even earlier than Chu Shuang, and he believed what this man said about taking care of his friend's sister.

For so many years, An Jingyu thought that Sheng Ting cared about Chu Shuang out of the identity of a "brother", and this concern was pure and righteous.

When he heard the news of their marriage last year, he was shocked for a while.

They all watched the little girl grow up and were considered half-elders. Sheng Ting, on the other hand, said that he was concerned about her as a "brother" and turned around and took the girl back home.

It would be a lie to say he wasn't shocked; this behavior seemed really... a bit dog-like to him.

Later, he asked Sheng Ting if he had been planning to marry her for a long time, but he still insisted that it was arranged by the older generation.

Arranged by the older generation?

The older generation should have arranged for Sheng Yang, who was about the same age as Chu Shuang. An Jingyu didn't even believe it.

Sheng Ting took a sip of tea and answered evasively: "She has grown up. She is not a little girl anymore."

Not only has it grown, but it has also grown well, strong and gentle, stable and transparent.

She is calm and composed beyond her age.

An Jingyu: "Indeed, she has grown up a long time ago."

"You said she has been in good condition in the past six months?" Sheng Ting asked.

"Yes, she has only approached me a few times." An Jingyu paused, looking serious, "It can be seen that you are really good to her. Your positive influence on her is greater than I thought."

Sheng Ting looked at the river bank below, his eyes far away, "Whether it is just a temporary improvement or whether she has really changed is still unknown."

This happened a few years ago. The first frost was in good condition for several months, and it seemed that she had overcome the hurdle in her heart and started to face life properly. However, every year when the last month came, especially during the Chinese New Year, she would repeatedly fall into the dark memories of that year.

In fact, it's more like I won't let myself go and won't allow myself to forget.

As a psychiatrist, he had to keep his patients' affairs confidential. So even though Sheng Ting would ask him about Chu Shuang from time to time, An Jingyu would only tell him roughly how Chu Shuang was doing, and would not tell him other private conversations, and Sheng Ting would not ask any further questions.

"Actually," An Jingyu looked at Sheng Ting with a serious expression, "Chushuang really likes you. I can see that."

Sheng Ting's gaze paused for a moment.

"She enjoys your kindness and depends on you. While healing herself, she is also afraid of losing you."

“Afraid of losing?”

"Well, once a calm person like her has a desire, she will feel insecure. I said that Hatsushimo is a person with a strong ability to heal herself. She can let go of things. But it doesn't mean that the process is easy for her. It's very difficult for someone who lets go easily to take something seriously. You should give her more sense of security and never hurt her or let her down."

Once people like Chushuang are disappointed, it is not easy for them to turn back.

Sheng Ting knew what he meant, his dark eyes looked thoughtful, and he nodded.

"You mean she has a desire, something she wants from the bottom of her heart?"

An Jingyu took a sip of tea slowly, "Don't you know?"

The court was silent.

“You.”

"She is a person who values ​​family very much. Other things are dispensable to her. Now, there is one more person, you."

"She's possessive of you now."

A glimmer of light flashed in Sheng Ting's eyes, and his heart suddenly felt warm. "You are right about liking her..."

"It's naturally the love between a man and a woman."

An Jingyu looked at the sadness in his eyes and suddenly became curious, "Did you marry her just to take care of her, or have you been coveting her for a long time?"

If "very early", how early is it? You wouldn't have fallen in love with her when she was in high school, right?

That's too...

He suddenly remembered that seven years ago when he had just returned to China to open a clinic, this man from the imperial capital showed up in his clinic one day.

When he was invited to give a mental health lecture at Qinghe Private Middle School, he was naturally happy to do so. He was just confused as to why the lecture was not given by someone from the school.

Later I learned that Shengting had donated a new art building and a psychological counseling room to Qinghe Private Middle School, and he had the right to choose the lecturers for the mental health education lectures.

After that lecture, the principal personally invited An Jingyu to work in the school's psychological counseling room. Since he also had work to do in his own clinic, he only went there once a week on Wednesdays and Fridays.

One month later, on a Friday, the little girl knocked on the door of the counseling room.

That was the first time An Jingyu saw the beginning of frost.

The girl, about fifteen or sixteen years old, was very lively, with eyes as clear as glass beads and eyebrows as picturesque. She looked cool but had a gentle smile.

I heard that she was an art student majoring in fine arts and was also good at classical dancing. She was only in her teens, and An Jingyu felt that she was an excellent child who came from a good family.

He still remembers the afternoon when he first met Hatsushimo.

The sky was clear and the clouds were blue, cicadas were chirping non-stop, and she was wearing a summer school uniform with dots of paint on the hem.