Kiss Goodnight, Mr.Ji

Although the two-hour treatment will have no immediate effect, at least Ye Shengge has confidence.

"Today only gives us a preliminary understanding." Song Ruxu said, his eyes fell on her wrist, "If I am not mistaken, you will tie yourself up every day before going to bed?"

Ye Shengge subconsciously stroked the scar on his face: "This makes me feel more secure."

"Actually, I suggest you do this." Song Ruxu said softly, "Don't forget, you may be the victim of her own."

"My hands and feet are tied, and she can't hurt me." Ye Shengge's eyelashes quivered.

"So, how did the scars on your wrist come from?" Song Ruxu sighed softly. "She obviously struggled terribly, right? Her brutality and bloodthirsty always need to be vented."

"I'd rather she hurt me than I want to hurt people around me." Ye Shengge said calmly.

Song Ruxu nodded: "I understand. I will find a way for you."

"Thank you." Ye Shengge couldn't help laughing, which may be her most relaxed smile in recent times.

Ye Shengge and Song Ruxu agreed on the time for the next treatment, and they said goodbye to leave.

"I still have a patient, and the appointment time is coming." Song Ruxu said apologetically, "I may not have time to send you out, please forgive me."

"You're welcome." Ye Shengge certainly wouldn't mind. She smiled and turned to leave the room.

However, she walked out a few steps and ran into a slender figure.

Ye Shengge was suddenly in a trance, almost thinking he was wrong.

The man was wearing a black coat with his hands in his coat pockets, his pace was not slow or slow, and his handsome face was a little careless, like he was pondering something, so he didn't notice her.

However, Ye Shengge couldn't help but stopped, and his heart was beating like he was put in place. She stared at him staring blankly, knowing that she was wrong, but she couldn't keep her eyes away.

He... seems to be recovering well, the wound should have healed.

Perhaps it was her eyes that were too hot, and the man finally realized that the original inattentive eyes settled on her suddenly.

He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were a bit surprised and meaningful.

Ye Shengge quickly lowered his head, and suddenly felt hot on his face. Last time at the hospital, she had just told him that they would never meet again, but it only happened in a few days.

Then, Ye Shengge suddenly became confused-how could he be here?

"you……"

"How will you be here?"

Ye Shengge hadn't finished asking, and the line was snatched away by the man.

Ji Shiting walked in front of her a few steps, and Shen Sheng said: "Song Ruxu is a psychologist. Miss Ye, you have a mental illness?"

Ye Shengge's face paled for a moment, almost thinking his secret had been discovered.

Fortunately, she knew that as a psychologist, not revealing the patient's privacy was the first priority, so she let her down a little.

"Work pressure is high, talk to a psychologist." Ye Shengge avoided his gaze and said lightly, "Then... why are you here."

"Oh." The man raised his lips. "The doctor checked me and thought that my memory loss should not be a physical cause, but a psychological one. So, I suggest that I visit a psychologist."