Doctor crown beast, women relax!

if……

If this love letter can be successfully delivered to Yun Jing's hands, can Yun Jing's mental illness be easily solved?

If mental illness is cured, will there be no need to travel to the United States?

Is not going to the United States the final answer on the first night to get out?

If the answer on the first night comes out...

…………

But, there have never been so many what-ifs in this bloody life!

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Letter paper, spread out.

On the paper, with a graceful pen, four simple words were written...

——Don’t think about it, don’t connect it.

Jing Xiangyang's deep eyes narrowed several times.

Put down the letter and walk towards the floor-to-ceiling window.

Leaning in front of the window, bowing his head, lighting a cigarette...

After taking a sip, my mouth felt dry and astringent.

When he first saw the four simple words on the letter, Jing Xiangyang almost thought that she had not received his letter at all.

But the fact is, she received it.

The letter he replied to was wrapped in the same kraft envelope that he sent to her.

Jing Xiangyang lowered his head and took a few puffs of cigarette...

The turbid smoke filled his obscure eyes, which turned an unnatural scarlet red.

His throat rolled hard, as if his throat had been burned by a cigarette butt, and he couldn't help but cough a few times.

In fact, even if she really left, there would be no reason for me to think too much about it.

The path was chosen by herself.

It doesn't matter if she stays or leaves.

People will be punished by heaven and earth if they don't do it for themselves, not to mention that Jing Xiangyang can't even control his own future, so why should he talk about the future and happiness with her?

He can understand.

But why does it feel like my heart is being cut out with a sharp knife?

Jing Xiangyang stood in front of the window for who knows how long...

Until the cigarette butt burns out.

He straightened his body, walked slowly to the front desk, bent down, and threw the cigarette butt in his hand into the ashtray.

Pick up the letter next to the ashtray...

Don't think about it, don't connect it.

She pursed her thin lips, put the letter away, and put it in the drawer.

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The moment has passed, two years have passed by in a hurry————

s city——

The sky in April is extremely bright and the spring green is refreshing.

"elder brother……"

Xiang Qing's call came from the entrance of the corridor.

The sound of "thumping" footsteps was heard, and a few seconds later, Jing Xiangyang's study door was pushed open.

On the open-air balcony, Jing Xiangyang was seen leaning lazily in front of the guardrail with his arms, staring blankly at the green grass in front of the villa.

A year ago, he had moved back to City S from City A due to general reasons. He successfully took over the hospital he founded with Uncle Mo for his father and became the youngest director of the hospital.

On weekdays, I like to live alone in the small villa by the sea. Occasionally I go home and stay for two or three days.

"elder brother!!"

The door opens.

Xiang Qing was still out of breath, obviously because she ran too fast.

Jing Xiangyang looked back at her and asked, knowingly, "What?"

The thin lips parted slightly, and the stern face remained calm.

"You really don't want to go to the United States with us??"

Xiang Qing asked again unwillingly.

Jing Xiangyang squinted his eyes, turned sideways, lit a long cigarette, then looked up at her, and asked nonchalantly, "What are you going to do?"

Xiang Qing was choked by him.

Licking his lips, he said, "Brother, this is... San'er's engagement ceremony!! Don't you think that as an elder brother, you should go and send her a blessing?"

‘Engagement Ceremony’…

Jing Xiangyang's eyebrows twitched.

There seemed to be some slight fluctuations in the usually calm and handsome face.

But it's not obvious.

He straightened his body, raised his eyelids, and looked at his sister. The corners of his cold mouth curved in a cold arc, and he said with a half-smile, "Are you so sure that if I go there, it will be to send blessings? What if?

What should I do if my bride-to-be is kidnapped?"

"..."

Xiang Qing was speechless.

Looking at the brother in front of me, I felt my throat was sore, "Brother..."

"It's just a joke."

Jing Xiangyun smiled lightly and urged her, "Let's go quickly, we won't be able to catch the plane later. I have some urgent things to do later, so I won't send you off to the plane. Give me a call when you get there."

Xiang Qing bit her lip, glared at him fiercely, turned around and left resentfully, and went downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, Xiang Nan greeted him with concern, "What did your brother say?"

"Don't go!"

Xiang Qing pouted her little mouth.

Xiang Nan sighed, "Forget it, he must feel bad. If he doesn't want to go, just don't go. Let's not force him."

"My brother said he was going to fuck the bride."

"..."

In a word, Xiang Nan and Jing Mengxian were dumbfounded at the same time and looked at each other.

Finally, Xiang Nan sighed softly, "No, he just talks about it. He doesn't know how to do it. My son, I know him best."

He might have done this before, but now, it's unlikely!

"Why?"

Xiang Qing curled her lips, "It would be great if I could really get it back! I have always regarded San'er as my sister-in-law!"

"Do you think your brother is still a kid in his early twenties? People have gone through so much, and they should have settled down long ago. Don't encourage others blindly. Xiao San'er has finally found his own happiness. Why don't you let your brother go?

It’s hard to see whether your Uncle Mo and Aunt Shan are still worried about our family.”

Xiang Qing sighed faintly, "Okay, I wish them well."

"Let's go! If you have anything to say, we can wait until we get on the plane. If we delay any longer, we will really miss the plane."

Jing Mengxian stood in front of the trunk of the car and urged the two women in the room.

"Coming!"

Xiang Nan responded and hurried out the door.

……………………

upstairs--

It wasn't until his father's car disappeared at the end of the street that Jing Xiangyang looked away.

His eyes fell on the slightly old business card in his hand...

That was a business card given to Yunjing by his psychiatrist two years ago.

It was the business card of his mentor in the United States, a psychologist named Chen Sheng.

Jing Xiangyang never thought that such an ordinary business card would become a bridge between Yun Jing and his fiancé...

His fiancé’s name is Chen Chumo.

Chen Sheng's son.

Likewise, a psychiatrist.

Graduated from the Psychology Department of Harvard University in the United States, he has the tendency to outperform others. At a young age, he has already made extraordinary achievements in psychology.

I heard from Xiang Qing that after Yunjing went to the United States, thanks to Chen Chumo's help, she finally cured her mental illness.

Later, the two felt that they were very happy with each other, and finally decided to get engaged first, then return to China to get married and settle in S city.

At that time, what did Xiang Qing say when she mentioned that Yun Jing agreed to get engaged?

"It's incredible. How could Xiao Jing be engaged to another man? Impossible, I don't believe it. This is not something she would do! Brother, is Xiao Jing stimulated by something?"

"Getting engaged doesn't seem like something she would do, so what does it look like?"

Jing Xiangyang asked his sister coolly, "Does marriage require excitement? Marriage only requires one thing: she loves that man!"

For this reason, it is enough for her!!

like……

right!

With Yunjing's arrogant and willful temperament, how could she easily marry someone else if it wasn't love?

If you weren't crazy about love, how could you be so impatient to get married?

Yun Xiaosan, should I really say a blessing to you?

Jing Xiangyang took a deep breath, his chest felt like it was blocked by a huge boulder, and even his breathing seemed difficult.

The image of her childishly chasing after him was swirling in his mind, shouting childishly "Jing Xiangyang, Jing Xiangyang——"

He even clearly remembered the day she was born.

As a little girl, she lay in the pink cradle bed and cried non-stop.

Chou Chou's little face was squeezed into a ball, and it was still red from holding back, and it suddenly became even uglier.

At that time, he stared at the ugly baby in the cradle with dumbfounded eyes and shouted, "It's so ugly..."

result……

The little thing in the cradle seemed to understand his disgusting words, and suddenly cried even harder.

Thinking of those scenes from the past, Jing Xiangyang couldn't help but chuckle.

The bottom of his eyes had been filled with a layer of mist for some time.

He frowned and lit another cigarette...

Perhaps, this relationship, as of today, should be completely ended!

Turn around and enter the study.

He picked up the suit jacket on the hanger, picked up the keys on the table, and went out.

Drive to the villa where you live alone.

"Sister-in-law Li."

After entering the door, he took off his coat and threw it casually on the sofa.

Then he unbuttoned two buttons under his neck and called out, "Sister-in-law Li?"

"Eh!"

Sister-in-law Li hurriedly came out of the side hall to greet him and looked at him in surprise, "What? You didn't go to see off the master and the others? You came back so soon."

"Um……"

Jing Xiangyang groaned and then said, "Sister-in-law Li, please pack up the things in the room on the far left on the second floor and throw them away!"

Sister-in-law Li was stunned when she heard this.

"You...this is..."

Jing Xiangyang smoked a cigarette, lit it, took a few puffs, and then said slowly, "It's all garbage. It doesn't work, so throw it away!"

"How could it be?"

Sister-in-law Li was a little confused, "Don't you always take good care of those things? They don't have any trace of age. It would be a pity to throw them away! Don't throw them away, just leave them. They don't take up any space anyway, right?"

How could Mrs. Li be willing to throw it away?

Jing Xiangyang took a deep puff of the cigarette in his hand, and then put it out in the ashtray, "If you don't want to throw it away, you can just donate it!"

"..."

Aunt Li was speechless.

It seems that their young master is determined to clean up the memories of the past.

She sighed, not knowing whether this was a good thing or a bad thing, "Okay, then I'll go clean it up."

Jing Xiangyang groaned in response.

Aunt Li went upstairs to pack her things.

The so-called leftmost room on the second floor is actually the room that Jing Xiangyang left for Yunjing when he moved into the villa.

The layout of the room is based on the room Yunjing had in City A back then.

The things Jing Xiangyang asked Sister Li to throw away were some of the clothes and daily necessities left behind by Yun Jing when she went to the United States.

Sister-in-law Li opened the closet, looked at the neatly hung clothes in front of her, and couldn't help but sigh.

The fresh fragrance diffuses from the closet.

It has a unique vanilla flavor.

About every two months, the clothes in the cabinet will be taken out and cleaned at Jing Xiangyang's instruction.

Clothes cannot be machine washed, and every time they are washed, some natural vanilla freshener needs to be added to prevent damp smell, etc...

Sister-in-law Li sighed quietly. Although she was reluctant to give up, she still took out her clothes and put them into the big bamboo basket at her feet.

At the door, slow footsteps sounded.

Jing Xiangyang came into the room.

"Throw these away too..."

He casually picked up some daily necessities on the dressing table and threw them into the bamboo basket without any hesitation or reluctance.

These things have actually expired long ago. At this moment, their expired love...

It shouldn't have been left in the first place.

There are also some trinkets, as well as some small gifts that I have given her since she was a child...

Finally, there are some photo albums of the two of them when they were young.

Jing Xiangyang's eyes tightened for half a circle, and the next moment, he was about to throw it into the bamboo basket, but fortunately Sister-in-law Li intercepted it with quick eyes and hands.

"Don't throw this away, right? It's good to keep it as a souvenir. These are photos of your childhood. If you throw them away, you'll never find them again, right?"

Jing Xiangyang glanced at Aunt Li.

Sister-in-law Li was panicked, but she still let go of the photo album in her hand.

Let him go and throw him into the bamboo basket.

"You clean it up..."

Jing Xiangyang seemed a little annoyed.

He left a word and walked out of the room.

Half an hour later, Sister-in-law Li finished cleaning up. As soon as she went out, she saw Jing Xiangyang leaning against the door and smoking.

"It's over?"

he asked.

His eyes glanced at the filled bamboo basket in Mrs. Li's hand.

"Um."

Sister-in-law Li nodded, "It's almost all here."

He glanced at the full ashtray on the trash can next to him and sighed, "Stop smoking. If you are a doctor, you don't understand the power of this cigarette..."

"Um."

Jing Xiangyang's voice was a little hoarse, he nodded, and put out the unfinished cigarette butt in the ashtray.

Sister-in-law Li held the basket of things and glanced at Jing Xiangyang, "Have you really thrown these away?"

"Um."

Jing Xiangyang pondered.

There seemed to be no disturbance on his face.

Mrs. Li sighed and shook her head, "I really don't understand you young people..."

After she finished speaking, she hugged the bamboo basket and walked downstairs.

Jing Xiangyang watched her go downstairs, and then watched her go out...

Inexplicably, I felt increasingly depressed.

He simply pulled out another cigarette, lit it, and took a few puffs.

Under the hazy smoke, the stern face looked cold and emotionless.

The deep eyes were completely gray, and no trace of waves could be found.

His chest was rising and falling violently due to his heavy breathing.

Suddenly, he put out the cigarette butt in the ashtray and rushed downstairs.

Open the entrance door and go out.

I bumped into Mrs. Li walking in from outside holding an empty basket.

Sister-in-law Li was stunned, "What's wrong?"

"Where's the stuff?"

Jing Xiangyang asked her dumbly.

His eyes passed through Mrs. Li and glanced at the garbage pile behind her.

Her eyes narrowed, she grabbed the empty basket in Mrs. Li's hand and walked quickly towards the pile of garbage.

"Hey! Slow down..."

Sister-in-law Li quickly followed behind.

Jing Xiangyang squatted down in front of the garbage pile and without saying a word, he put all the things that belonged to Yun Jing back into the bamboo basket, not caring whether those things had been contaminated by other garbage.

Sister-in-law Li looked at his figure and sighed quietly.

After all, I still can’t bear it...

If it can really be discarded and cut off so easily, why did it take so much trouble to move from city A to city S two years ago?

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The sacred engagement ceremony was carried out in a relaxed and joyful way with gentle music.

Two years later, Yun Jing seems to be much more mature and restrained than before.

A white streamlined long dress wrapped around her graceful figure, making her S-shaped figure look even more elegant.

The cute and cute curly hair two years ago has been replaced by the current black and elegant straight hair, which is casually draped on the shoulders. It is extremely beautiful...

Her hair was decorated with a crown hair ornament, and she stood there like a noble princess, making everyone in the room couldn't help but focus on her.

Beside her stood the elegant and calm Chen Chumo.

The most shining leading actor today.

He has a handsome face, excellent tutoring, and is extremely well-educated in every move and gesture. He is the type that girls are chasing after.

At the end of the ceremony, he gracefully took Yun Jing's little hand and walked out of the hall.

Today's ceremony seems not very satisfactory.

On such an important day, Lu Liye was still absent.

The reason was that he happened to be assigned an important task by his superiors, and he could not refuse, nor could he ask for leave, so he could only obey unconditionally.

Yunjing expressed understanding.

He was not the only one absent.

Also, Jing Xiangyang.

Her brother since childhood...

There was a hint of casual loss in Yun Jing's watery eyes.

The door of the palace was opened...

Surrounded by everyone, she walked out slowly, but in the next moment, she stood there...

Shocked and dismayed...

No charge: [Dear friends who have been chasing articles recently, I am a little exhausted today. Whether you say that Mirror is cheating money, whether you say that I delay the article, or whether you agree to keep repeating a joke, Mirror just wants to say,

Every word in the mirror is written with care. Don’t question my attitude. I believe that if I was really making up nonsense and making the article longer for money, I wouldn’t have so many relatives chasing after me. Everyone would

I'm not a fool. The concept of the article has been set up from the beginning. There is no delay in the connection of the plot. As for the irritability, it is understandable. The foreshadowing and excessive chapters are always annoying. You are upset when you read it. I think you are vomiting.

Bitterness is also a source of frustration, especially when there is no money scamming or deliberate pulling of text. When it comes to me repeating old jokes, I also need to explain it carefully in the mirror. The old joke in the main text is that Meng Xian pushed Xiang Nan away, and the extra story is to retain him.

It's just that I didn't keep it. The main text is about running away with the ball, but there is no ball in the extra story. I think the only similarity is that they have been away for a few years. This is also a gag that appeared to make the mistress grow up. The mirror is still the same sentence, if you believe in the mirror,

Continue to read the article, I have reached this point, I always believe that I have not been disappointed before, and I will not be disappointed in the future. In addition, Mirror is still writing articles with heart, no nonsense, no bad street, no money fraud, no raffia

.The only thing I can do is to stick to myself, thank you all for your support. I can understand everyone's unhappiness, but I hope you can also understand that looking in the mirror occasionally, chasing articles is not easy, writing articles is also difficult, do it and cherish it]