Chapter 115 She Can't Afford to Lose
Half a month later.
The wind in Beijing in early April is very mild.
Shi Yin returned home last night, and Han Zhan went to the Capital International Airport to pick her up. They had lunch together that morning, and he left first because he had something to do.
The Macan is parked in the ground parking lot.
Shi Yin walked into Building A of the International Apartments and took the elevator to the 21st floor. Dr. Rong was already waiting in the counseling room. She pushed the door open, placed the small gift she had brought from Milan on his desk, and then pulled out a chair and sat down.
"It seems that this trip abroad was good. I feel much better."
“I saw a lot of design exhibitions.”
"If you keep yourself busy, you won't think too much, right?" Dr. Rong sat across from her at a desk and handed her a glass of boiled water.
Shi Yin took it and nodded, "It distracted me, and I changed to a new environment. I think less and can sleep peacefully for three or four hours at night."
Last time to review.
Her sleep time increased to 5-6 hours.
Just one month later, not only had she returned to where she was, but her condition had gotten even worse. On the night two weeks prior, when Dr. Rong received her call for help, he had a feeling something was amiss.
When Dr. Rong first heard her talk about her husband, he was relieved. She finally had someone around who could soothe her mood. He thought at that time, when she was unaware of her feelings, she could let her husband help her out of the predicament.
Unexpectedly.
She noticed the heartbeat so quickly.
Dr. Rong knew from the beginning that as long as she knew she was in love with her husband, she would fall into a mental dead end. She had suffered severe trauma and developed a stress disorder.
She would experience recurring dreams about the traumatic event, hypervigilance, and avoidance reactions.
then.
She chose to protect herself.
The simplest and fastest way to achieve results is undoubtedly to eliminate the object of your affection, and force your feelings for her husband to be suppressed deep in your heart or even abandon them directly.
"Perhaps, we can try again?" Doctor Rong looked at her. "Whether it was during my last checkup or when I was communicating with you on the phone, I could tell from your words that your husband is quite good."
"He's a very nice guy."
"That--"
"I don't have that blessing." Shi Yin pursed her lips and touched the wedding ring on her right ring finger. "I want to live longer, at least until I can gain a firm foothold in the company and let Shi Tianhong, who is about to be imprisoned, see me seize the power and wealth he desires most."
"I don't want to create complications that are beyond my control. You can think I'm selfish, caring only about my own life and death, regardless of what others think. Or you can think I'm a coward, unable to take the step that would put my life at risk."
She lost once.
Very miserable.
I almost froze to death in that cold winter.
No matter what, Shi Yin couldn't and didn't dare to gamble again. Sincerity is rare, but also changeable. Who can guarantee that Han Zhan is not the next Song Sinian? Who dares to say that Han Zhan will not change his heart in the rest of his life?
She can't afford to lose.
She was barely hanging on by a thread and had no chips to gamble with.
Shi Yin is not afraid of being laughed at. She is just a miser who is afraid of death, does not want to be hurt again, is unwilling to endure pain, and only thinks about herself.
Doctor Rong was silent for a long time.
After a few words, he just told her: "Go back and have a good rest. Go to the amusement park when you have time. Isn't it said that playing some exciting games will help your condition?"
"good."
"I send you."
Dr. Rong walked her to the elevator door.
Watching the aluminum alloy door close, the doctor sighed. He clicked on Shi Yin's Lazy Sheep WeChat profile picture and entered her Moments. He once again looked at the post from the evening of March 12th. There were two pictures: one of her standing in front of the Shine Group, with fireworks as the background, and the other with a dazzling display of fireworks.
The accompanying text reads: "Twenty-three-year-old Shi Yin."
Her circle of friends has always been empty.
As her attending physician, he also knew her taboo: her birthday, which was considered unlucky. Of the 365 days in a year, every day is a good day, except March 12th, which is the most unlucky.
She didn't want to mention it.
When I buy a calendar, I always tear off this page in advance.
She celebrated her birthday that day, even posting a message on her Moments, telling everyone it was her birthday. She no longer resented her birthdate, having overcome the hurdle that had plagued her for years.
The person who helped her was the one who prepared the blue fireworks.
It's her husband.
He is the husband who would smile unconsciously every time she mentioned him.
Dr. Rong knew that she was in a difficult situation and was struggling in pain. He felt sorry for this young girl and hoped that she would recover and that she and her husband could live together for a long time.
…
Shine office building.
Han Zhan, who had just left the meeting room, sneezed several times in a row.
Who is plotting against him?
"Cold?" Lu Cheng glanced at him. They entered the elevator one after another. He pressed the floor button: "Shi Yin is back. Logically, this lovesickness should be gone by now."
"I'm very healthy," said Han Zhan.
lovesickness?
Does not exist.
Lu Cheng laughed out loud, looking at his friend's reflection in the elevator door, especially glancing at Han Er's very stiff mouth. "Who picked up their phone the other day and kept checking it, staring at the WeChat interface like a hole. When a lazy sheep's avatar popped up, they forgot to chew the food in their mouths, and their hands were like clockwork, clicking on the message immediately."
"Lazy Sheep had a late-night flight last night, so I couldn't call someone goodnight. Oh my god, someone couldn't sleep all night and ran around the Beishan Villa Boulevard late at night. Uncle Han was so scared that he called me and asked if I should see a psychiatrist to see if there was something wrong with my brain."
Han Zhan said to him: "Are you sick?"
Lu Cheng raised his finger and pointed at him: "Look, you're getting anxious. I didn't mention any names, so why did you jump out?"
Seeing Han Er approaching him, Lu Cheng took a few steps back. In terms of skill and strength, he was no match for Han. But in terms of his eyesight, he immediately pointed at the other person's flashing phone screen: "Lazy Sheep's message!"
Before he finished speaking.
Almost immediately, Han Zhan looked down at his phone, which had lit up. It wasn't a WeChat message from Shi Yin, but rather a reminder from the secretariat to go to the Royal Theatre on the 16th for his appointment with the President.
Lu Cheng chuckled twice and changed the subject: "Hasn't the household registration transfer procedures been completed? You are no longer the Second Young Master Han, you are Mr. Shi~"
Hearing this.
Han Zhan raised his eyebrows slightly.
Lu Cheng carefully caught this smug look.
The elevator door opened, Han Er went in first, and Lu Cheng followed behind. Looking at his friend's happy back, Lu Cheng couldn't help but think of Han Zhan taking all the relevant documents to apply for household registration transfer many days ago.
There are eight reasons for applying.
Talent introduction, recruitment of workers and cadres, adoption, and spouse support...
Han Zhan didn't wait for the staff to finish their introductions and blurted out, "Take refuge with your spouse."
My wife.
My only family.
Of course we will be together for a long time.
She loves me.
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