Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 295 There is no red light or green light in life
Gu Ran opened the door and looked left and right to make sure that there was no one in the corridor decorated with oil paintings and covered with expensive carpets.

He walked carefully to Su Qing's door and raised his hand cautiously.

Suddenly stopped, without knocking.

He took out his cell phone and before sending the message, he glanced at the time. It was 7:53 in Paris.

[Gu Ran: We’re here, open the door]

The door was opened immediately, and it was Gege who opened it, seemingly impatiently.

"Don't doubt it, this is Sister Su Qing's room, please."

Gu Ran walked in and said as he passed Gege, "You're laughing so hard that wrinkles are appearing at the corners of your eyes."

When he walked in, he saw that everyone was there except Zhuang Jing and Yan Hanxiang. Although he was nervous, Gu Ran still felt pleased.

Combined with the medieval style of the hotel, he seemed to have walked into an oil painting titled "Beauties in the Boudoir".

But this is clearly not the Middle Ages, because there are a bunch of cell phones.

The screen on the phone was full of chats with Gu Ran.

Gu Ran took a glance and walked with more vigor. Suddenly, he caught sight of He Qingyan among the group of beauties. She was sitting on a soft and gorgeous sofa, looking at her with a smile.

He remembered what he had said, 'I will try my best'!
His legs went limp on the spot. If there was no one else around, Su Qing would have just glanced at him and he would have knelt down immediately.

He walked up to Su Qing without saying a word.

"Do you know why I want to talk to you about this?" Su Qing asked.

".Know."

"what's up?"

".Reply to the message."

There was a familiar laugh, it should be Liang Qing's.

Why is she here to join in the fun?
"It seems that what you said before about our telepathic connection was a lie." Su Qing said, "I came to you for your help."

"Help?" Gu Ran was puzzled.

"Let me tell you what happened!" The seventeen-year-old Gege, who already had wrinkles around her eyes, was still laughing, "Sister Liang Qing planned to have a girls' party, and we would eat cheese, drink red wine, and watch old French movies together.

"Suddenly Sister Liang Qing sighed and said that it would be nice if life also had traffic lights. When you should stop, there will be a red light in front of you, and when you can go forward, the green light will be on.

"Sister Su Qing asked her if she had any worries recently.

“Sister Liang Qing said no.

"Sister He Qingyan suddenly smiled and said, "Of course, I didn't look closely, but Sister He Qingyan was smiling all the time. She said, if they guessed what you were thinking, just tell them, how about that?"
"Sister Liang Qing smiled even prettier than on TV and said, 'Okay.

“Then, no one guessed it right.

"Sister Liang Qing comforted these psychologists who were only in name only, saying that she could act.

"Sister Su Qing said, call Gu Ran over and give it a try.

"Sister Liang Qing initially said no, fearing that the whole army would be wiped out and {Jinghai} would be embarrassed, but seeing that Sister Su Qing insisted, she agreed.

"Just when Sister Su Qing was about to send a message, He Qingyan smiled and said, why not take the opportunity to test Gu Ran.

“And then, this is the current situation.”

After removing some of the princess's personal work and some unimportant things, Gu Ran came up with the main point of this long paragraph.

"Su Qing, leave it to me. If I can't guess Miss Liang Qing's thoughts, she won't be able to leave this door today. No one can insult {Jinghai}!" he said.

"Why don't you commit suicide!" The princess was dissatisfied.

Liang Qing was also laughing.

"Well, use your full strength." Su Qing said.

Gu Ran understood her other meaning, but was it necessary to go to this extent?

Although he said he wanted to kill people to silence them, he was just saying it as a joke and he didn't intend to use his [mind-reading] ability.

As for the reputation of {Jinghai}? If Jigong was laughed at, would he take it seriously?
However, Su Qing might have had some reason for saying that, and considering Gu Ran's curiosity about [Mind Reading] and [God's Name], he might as well use it.

"Miss Liang Qing——"

"Don't call me Miss," Liang Qing smiled brightly, "I'm older than you, just call me Sister Qing."

"Okay, Sister Qing, shall we start now?" Gu Ran asked.

"Okay." Liang Qing nodded with a smile.

The rest of the people watched with great interest, drinking wine of just the right vintage and eating top-quality cheese.

"Sister Qing, you said you hope there are traffic lights in life - is there something you don't know whether you should do or not?" Gu Ran asked.

"Yes." Liang Qing said.

"What's the key thing!" Gege said.

"I already know." Gu Ran nodded.

Liang Qing was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said "Hmm?"

"What's the matter?!" Gege asked.

"Hard to say."

"How do you know if your guess is correct if you don't tell me?" Gege said.

"privacy."

"Bullshit." Gege said contemptuously.

"I won't say anything even if you scold me." Gu Ran insisted.

"Doctor Gu, can you write it down?" Xie Xiya suggested.

"I can't even write—"

"It's okay." Liang Qing smiled, "Write it. I'm also curious whether you have guessed it."

"The 'heart' I saw is something that would be embarrassing for others to know. Do you really want me to write it down?" Gu Ran asked.

"Either you guessed wrong, or I may be thicker-skinned than you think." Liang Qing smiled.

"Write it." Su Qing said.

Gu Ran took out his cell phone, wrote down Liang Qing’s thoughts on the memo, and then gave it to Liang Qing alone.

Under the gaze of everyone, Liang Qing showed an expression of surprise, his lips slightly opened, revealing the tender flesh and white and neat teeth.

"Did you guess it?" Gege asked curiously.

"That's amazing." Liang Qing smiled bitterly and toasted Gu Ran with admiration.

She drank the glass of red wine in her hand in one gulp.

Su Qing tried to stop it, but gave up halfway.

"There are no red lights or green lights in life, but there are psychologists," He Qingyan gave Liang Qingman another cup, "Just consider it as a reward for taking us out to eat. {Jinghai Group 2} will give you free consultation."

Liang Qing took another sip of red wine and pondered in silence.

She is indeed a big star. The more I look at her, the more I think she is pretty, beautiful, charming and sexy.

When she was at Haicheng Airport before, she still had beautiful black hair, but now it is dyed a light red, with strands of hair gently scattered around her neck, and her big earrings occasionally swaying.

"Xiya and I are going to bed first." said Gege.

"It doesn't matter." Liang Qing said.

After a pause, she said, "Speaking out might make people think I'm being pretentious."

There was no light in the room, only the dim light from the paused movie and a few scented candles in the corner.

Liang Qing told her own thoughts.

“My popularity has reached its peak, and if I go any lower, I will either stay where I am or go downhill.

“As you get older, the chances of going downhill are obviously greater.

“I don’t care about popularity, but I’m afraid that if my popularity drops, I’ll be labeled as ‘outdated’ or ‘old’, or even ridiculed by the audience, saying ‘I’m still playing the leading lady in my 40s’.

“Of course, I know I’m at the top now and no one would say that, but when I think about it, I feel empty and scared.

"And this situation will come sooner or later, so I wonder if I can end my star career now, when my popularity is at its peak. This way, I can avoid, or at least reduce to a certain extent, the ridicule in the future." "How could that be!" Gege said firmly, "Sister Liang Qing, even if you are eighty years old, I will support you!"

"Thank you." Liang Qing smiled comfortingly.

However, psychologists, even Xie Xiya, knew that Liang Qing was under greater psychological pressure.

For those fans who now say "I will support her even when she is 80 years old", at what age will they stop being her fans?
Some people even say things like "You're so old and have wrinkles, yet you still dress like this" or "You've really become old, even your style has changed."

This is exactly what Liang Qing was worried about.

If not many people paid attention to her, she would continue her star career, playing the protagonist's aunt or mother in her forties or fifties, and playing the grandmother in her sixties or seventies.

Since ancient times, the beauty has sighed for twilight, and the hero is not allowed to see the white head.

The more beautiful a woman is, the more she fears aging.

"In front of me," Liang Qing said word by word, as if asking them, or as if asking himself, "Is the light red or green now?"

"It's hard to be sure." Su Qing said, "Since you don't know what the light is, you might as well do it according to your own preferences."

"This is the only thing we can do." Liang Qing said with a smile.

Everyone knows that her heart knot has not been untied, but there is no "prescription medicine" for this matter.

There are many troubles in life, and the only solution is to deal with them and keep moving forward until the problem passes, or never passes.

What's more, this concerns Liang Qing's entire life, who would dare to make suggestions lightly?

The road that has not been taken will always seem better. If Liang Qing is asked to take a certain road now, he will most likely regret it after a while.

"Okay, let's stop talking about this and continue watching the movie. I highly recommend this movie." Liang Qing said, "Gu Ran, come stay and watch it with us."

"No, it's a girls' meeting. What's the point for a man like me to stay here?" Gu Ran left.

As he walked out of the room, he subconsciously took out his cell phone and checked the time. It was eight twelve.

He walked back to his room, continued packing, then took a shower and read a book after that.

While reading, he couldn't help but wonder if Aunt Jing and Aunt Xiang also worried about aging?
He then thought of "Parapsychology: The Heart Sutra of Controlling Women", which can delay aging.

If it was Liang Qing instead of Zhuang Jing who got the "Heart Sutra for Controlling Women", perhaps she would use it without any scruples.

A psychology master like Zhuang Jing who possesses a "spiritual world" already has his own views on aging, life and death, and can face aging and death calmly.

But he didn't want Aunt Jing and Aunt Xiang to grow old.

Thinking about these things, Gu Ran lost interest in reading. He put the book down and paced back and forth in the room.

Can we find new ways to delay aging on that road?

The phone vibrated and Gu Ran walked over to pick it up.

[He Qingyan: Idiot]

[Gu Ran: Go to bed early if you have nothing to do]

Before I put it down, the phone rang again.

【Chen Ke: I’m sorry, we were just joking just now. 】

【Gu Ran: It’s okay】

【Chen Ke: What follows is no joke.】

【Chen Ke: You can come to my room tonight. 】

[Gu Ran: Go to bed early if you have nothing to do]

Gu Ran did not put down his phone this time. Sure enough, after a while, Xie Xiya sent a message.

[Xie Xiya: I will give you 1.2 million and you will secretly be my private tutor]

[Gu Ran: Go to bed early if you have nothing to do]

Gu Ran hesitated for a moment and put down his phone. He thought Su Qing would not send him any more messages.

Having said that, when the phone rang, he picked it up quickly.

It’s not Su Qing, it’s Liang Qing’s friend request.

"Tsk." Gu Ran chose to pass.

[Liang Qing: Excuse me]

【Gu Ran: It’s okay (smile)】

[Liang Qing: How many things do you think I have on my mind?]

【Gu Ran: How many more are there? I only saw that one.】

[Liang Qing: OK]

[Liang Qing: Excuse me]

Liang Qing also had another concern, having a child.

She wants to gain the identity of 'mother' by giving birth to a child.

Having the identity of "mom" gives me a buffer in my celebrity career. For example, when I get old, at least I can joke about it by saying "my children are all grown up".

Moreover, with a child, I have psychological support and can take the fame and disgrace of the outside world less seriously.

These are all utilitarian reasons, but not entirely utilitarian.

Nowadays, many young women do not want to become mothers or have children. Naturally, there are also those who hope to become mothers and have children. Liang Qing is one of them.

Of course she understood the various disadvantages of having a child, but she still wanted to have one. Just as she was inexplicably worried about the prospect of her reputation falling and being humiliated in the future, she also inexplicably wanted a child.

Besides, she didn't want to donate all the money she earned, so she naturally wanted an heir.

When contacting Gu Ran, Liang Qing had already made up her mind. If Gu Ran could see her second concern, she would ask him for help.

Help give birth to a child.

He didn't need to be responsible, and she wouldn't tell anyone about it. In addition, with her own looks, figure and fame, Liang Qing didn't think there was any man she could refuse.

But Gu Ran didn't notice.

That night, Gu Ran fell asleep while thinking about his and Su Qing's children, what to name the boy and the girl.

He suddenly woke up in the middle of the night and found the girl from South City riding on him.

Her black hair was spread out like a silk thread, and the bright October moonlight shone on her smooth body. Her figure was hazy, and she looked like a moon elf that could disappear at any time.

"How did you get in?" Gu Ran asked.

"It was a dream." The girl from South City had a misty look in her eyes.

She raised her hand, placed her fingers on Gu Ran's brow, then slowly slid down, passing over the bridge of his nose, the tip of his nose, and finally gently touched his lips.

Apart from a dream, how could Chen Ke get into his room? Gu Ran couldn't help wondering.

Besides, he thought, even if it wasn't a dream, so what? He had already decided that now was just another piece of baggage to be thrown over the wall.

The South City girl pulled up the quilt with her other hand to cover the two of them.

In the warm bed of early autumn, Gu Ran hugged her, his touch was delicate, touching and heart-stirring.

This time, it was no longer the hazy feeling after being drunk as last time, and nothing was unreal.

Some of them were the same as the feeling of being drunk, while others were completely different. However, after such a long time, Gu Ran himself couldn't tell which ones were real.

There must be an element of afterthought in this.

But whether it meets the requirements or not, it is sweet and he is immersed in it.

When the matter was over and Chen Ke fell asleep with his back to him, Gu Ran, who was still very conscious, felt that their relationship was close enough, so he secretly used [Name of God] to look at the label above Chen Ke's head.

[Top female stars who are worried about gains and losses]

【World-class makeup artist】

【A beautiful woman who makes people want to have sex】

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Private Diary: Thursday, October 1, Paris

Go to hell, this world.

(End of this chapter)