his spring breeze

Chapter 591 Chen Bai II Chapter (3)

"Do you remember that idiot in the bar? He has been waiting for you in the hospital all day and said he wanted to find you."

It's like a cow walking to the river to drink water, and suddenly it was dragged back with a rope around its head, almost strangling the cow to death.

He Yao was completely speechless: "Brother! Can't you wait until I get on the plane to talk about this?"

"Tsk, I don't want to disturb your vacation. The key point is that fool, I asked him what he was doing, but he didn't tell me, he just said he was looking for you, looking at Biao whistling."

He Yao raised his wrist to look at his watch.

"You ask him to take a taxi to find me at the airport."

Song Ye said yes.

When Chen Bai rushed over, He Yao was already preparing to board the plane.

Chen Bai suddenly smiled at him.

The mighty man at 190 suddenly smiled brightly, and He Yao got goosebumps all over his body.

"You have something to do with me???"

He Yao was standing on the right side of the road with a casual posture. He was wearing a blue overalls jacket and coffee-colored trousers today, and he looked dashing and young.

Chen Bai clasped his hands straight, and handed over a pure white handkerchief.

He was still wearing the outfit from yesterday, the black uniform, only showing resolute eyebrows and eyes, saying that he was a social youth, but he was more handsome than the social youth, and his bones were also good.

"I washed it for you, thank you."

"Just for this???"

"Hmm. Thanks." He repeated.

He Yao turned over the white line: "It's just a handkerchief, why can't you give it to my colleague???"

"Personal items must be returned in person to be sincere. He taught me the truth."

He Yao: "..."

"Farewell." Chen Bai folded his hands and bowed to He Yao.

This was the first time He Yao noticed that there was a tear mole under the corner of Chen Bai's right eye.

He remembered that someone also had a tear mole in the corner of his eye, also on the right side.

"and many more--"

He Yao stretched out his hand towards Chen Bai's cheek.

Chen Bai was taken aback, grabbed his hand and threw it over his shoulder without saying a word.

How could He Yao's small body withstand such a fall, and when he fell to the ground, everyone around him looked at him, and some of them wanted to help him up, but they were afraid of Chen Bai's mighty size.

Chen Bai: "Ah, I'm sorry."

He Yao: "..."

Your uncle's sorry! ! !
Slap a slap and then slap a sweet date, you are really capable!

"What are you doing in a daze? Help me up!"

Chen Bai: "...I'm really sorry, it was an occupational disease just now."

"What happened, are you okay?" The security personnel at the airport came over.

He Yao rubbed his buttocks and waved, "This—I'm mentally ill, I just fell ill accidentally, nothing happened."

An Bao took a deep look at Chen Bai and left.

He Yao grinned and pointed at Chen Bai's nose, "You have catkins on your fucking face, I just wanted to help you take it off, that's all!"

Chen Bai was filled with guilt, his face flushed red: "I'm sorry again."

He Yao sighed and waved his hand.

He's about to board the plane.

It's time.

Flight MK5111 had the most people on this trip, with people on both sides.

He Yao: "Okay, you go, I don't have the same knowledge as you."

Who made him have a good temper.

Chen Bai stood behind him without moving: "That..."

"Say!"

Chen Bai silently turned his head away, reached out and pinched He Yao's collar.

Then gently turn him back.

This action is very similar to an adult walking a dog.

He Yao was very confused: "??? What did you just do?"

People come and go, Chen Bai's voice is resonant:

"You have a dandruff on the back of your neck. I helped you get rid of it. I'm really sorry for breaking you."

He Yao: "???"

The little girl who passed by He Yao covered her mouth and snickered, with a bit of sarcasm.

It turns out that handsome guys also have dandruff.

"Farewell." Chen Bai thanked him and turned to leave.

He Yao's ribs ached faintly: "Stop! Stop!"

In his 26 years of life, this was the first time he had seen such a person.

Dismantling the stage in public with an innocent and harmless face.

"Give me your phone number!" He Yao resisted the throbbing veins in his temples.

"..." Chen Bai raised his eyebrows.

"Can't understand human language? Give me your phone number! I'll scold you after I get on the plane!"

"Sorry, I don't have a cell phone."

"You, a modern person in the 21st century, don't have a mobile phone??"

"Well, I didn't buy it in this life."

"What???" He Yao's eyes slanted.

"I mean, there's been no time to buy it, and no money."

"Okay, let's go, I'll take care of you when I come back—"

He Yao got on the plane.

After all, it will be too late.

After the security check, He Yao turned his head, purely to see if the fool left.

Facing two deep gazes.

The idiot looked at him like he was looking at an old friend, passing through time, with strong alcohol in his mouth, and the breath was so strong that it came straight to him.

A poem popped up in He Yao's mind suddenly:

[For whom the wind and dew stand at midnight. 】

"..." What the hell? !
That look really terrifies him.

He Yao hurriedly boarded the plane and ran away.

……

Licheng, a private psychiatric hospital.

If the psychological hospital in Ningcheng was famous for its beauty, then the psychological department in Licheng was famous for its profession.

Li Sheng, the director of Licheng Psychology Department, a top student of Ningcheng Medical University, and a double doctoral degree winner, has published many treatises on depression and autism, and has done many large and small reports across the country. .

Li Sheng rarely received patients, but all the patients he received, without exception, recovered or collapsed within three months of their psychological problems.

Only He Yao is an exception.

He Yao's insomnia is very serious, and it has not been cured until now.

Li Sheng asked him to lie down, and he obeyed, with his hands in front of him, but he stared at the ceiling with his eyes open.

"Why are you called Li Sheng? It would be nice to call him something else."

"He Yao, a large part of your insomnia comes from your family." Li Sheng said with a sigh.

He Yao didn't say anything more.

"You said, do people really go to heaven after they die?"

Li Sheng was taken aback.

Randomly shouted: "He Yao!"

"Don't be so nervous, I don't want to die, I just ask casually."

"..." Li Sheng pursed his lips.

He was quite worried about He Yao's state of mind.

A gentle and big boy, he behaves carefreely, He Yao smiles every day, but he doesn't show his teeth.

He Yao closed his eyes.

"Do you think a person will have a second life?"

"Maybe, I don't know." I have never died, Li Sheng thought to himself.

"If there is an afterlife, I really hope I can see my grandma again..."

Li Sheng didn't speak.

He reached out and stroked He Yao's hair.

With soft hair, He Yao sleeps quietly like a puppy, well-behaved but smart, with his hands crossed in front of him, clenched into fists, this is an extremely insecure posture.

"Xiao Yao..."

The way he looked at him was like looking at an old friend, more like looking at a relative.

However, He Yao had already fallen asleep.

He didn't hear any words from Li Sheng.

(End of this chapter)