The Joy of Rebirth

Ye Bihuang walked down the corridor with a fruit bag in hand, the depressed expression on his face instantly disappeared, and he walked towards the bathroom while humming a tune.

Inside the hospital, there are the most water pipes.

Just as he was walking down the corridor with a leisurely look on his face, he was hit hard on the shoulder. Ye Bihuang subconsciously wanted to punch back, but turned around and saw Lan Yuming.

"Ah! Uncle Lan, what's the matter?" To be honest, Ye Bihuang was still a little embarrassed when facing Lan Yuming. Although he saved his daughter, in the final analysis, he was the one who made her like this. No matter what, he

No one can escape the relationship.

Lan Yuming glanced at the fruit bag in Ye Bihuang's hand and said, "Do you want to wash the fruits?"

Ye Bihuang spread his hands and said helplessly: "Not only do I have to wash the fruits, but I also have to buy a knife to peel them. The requirements are really high. My life is really miserable."

Lan Yuming smiled and patted Ye Bihuang on the shoulder and said: "My daughter asked you to help wash the fruits, which is a compliment to you. What else do you want?"

(That’s not your daughter, that’s what my little Nana asked me to peel. Hehe, I won’t tell you.)

Ye Bihuang rolled his eyes, and said with a smile: "It's a compliment, a compliment, how about Uncle Lan, come over and help wash some fruits?"

Lan Yuming patted Ye Bihuang's shoulder again, shook his head slightly and said with a smile: "You kid, okay! I just have something to tell you, let's go wash the fruits together."

Ye Bihuang hummed a little tune, held an apple in one hand and put it under the faucet, saying: "Uncle Lan, if you have anything to do, tell me. As long as you can do your best, you will never give up."

Lan Yuming's expression became a little serious: "Are you responsible for what happened to Lan Muchi two days ago?"

Ye Bihuang was stunned, and the playful expression on his face disappeared in an instant. He nodded, washed the apple with water, and said: "Indeed, I have a responsibility, and I am not young."

Who knows? Even if Ye Bihuang didn't intervene, Lan Muxi would still jump off the building, but he just changed the process.

Lan Yuming said: "Uncle, I'm not blaming you. I know my daughter. She may have had a mental disorder for a long time. This time she is seeking death on her own, and she is reborn. I think she is in good mental condition recently. There is only one thing that makes me

Very worried.”

Ye Bihuang saw Lan Yuming pause for a moment, meaning that he asked himself to ask, so that he could pay attention to the next content, so he followed his thoughts and said: "What is Uncle Lan worried about?"

Lan Yuming said: "Haven't you noticed? Lan Muxi has been too dependent on you recently. This kind of dependence is a bit too much. I know that you are a sensible child. This is not good for Lan Muxi's growth. You

You should understand.

Ye Bihuang nodded and said: "I definitely feel it. My deskmate won't eat unless I bring her food. She is only happy if I am by her side every day, which gives me a little headache."

When Lan Yuming saw that Ye Bihuang was getting a good deal and still being nice, he slapped Ye Bihuang on the head and said with a smile: "You are a bad boy. My daughter treats you like this and you still have a headache? Don't get a good deal and still be nice."

"Hehe..." Ye Bihuang giggled.

Lan Yuming then said worriedly: "I'm not the only one who's worried. Mu Xi's mother has been so upset these days that she can't sleep. She looks sad every day, and sometimes sheds tears. I really feel sorry for her..."

Ye Bihuang suddenly asked: "Does Uncle Lan know about a disease called 'depressive hidden syndrome'?"

Lan Yuming was stunned, and looked at Ye Bihuang with a flash of light in his eyes: "How do you know."

Judging from Lan Yuming's appearance, he must have known about the disease his daughter suffered from. Ye Bihuang smiled and said: "It doesn't matter how I know about this disease. In fact, from the time I transferred my position, I have been trying to find a way to cure Lan Muchi's disease."

I thought she was tired of studying, so I finally decided to surpass her academically, but I didn't expect it to have the opposite effect."

Lan Yuming put the washed pears in his hands into the bag, then took out another pear and said: "After experiencing this catastrophe, her disease suddenly disappeared. Her excessive reliance on you made me afraid.

It will cause other mental illnesses and even mental problems, so I want to ask you for a favor."

Ye Bihuang was stunned: "What are you busy with?"

Lan Yuming said solemnly: "This is the result of discussion between Mu Xi's mother and I. Time is the panacea for all diseases and dependence. Now Lan Mu Xi listens to you the most, so I hope you can tell her that in high school

I don’t want to go to the same school as her.”

Ye Bihuang raised the corners of his mouth and a smile spread on his face: "Uncle Lan, is this method really effective? What if it has the opposite effect?"

Lan Yuming shook his head gently and said: "This is the real reason why I asked you for help. I hope you can use a method that can convince Lan Muxi to express this suggestion to her gently and get her consent.

Her mother and I must not be mentioned among them. She is in a sensitive period right now, and I'm afraid she will hate both of us for no reason."

Seeing that the fruits had been washed and put in bags, Ye Bihuang packed the things and said with a smile: "Uncle Lan, I must help you just because you helped my father clear his grievances, not to mention that it concerns Lan.

Mu Xi? Although it does make me feel very good to have a beautiful woman relying on me, but I am more concerned about her future."

Lan Yuming smiled happily and praised: "I said you will definitely agree. That's great."

Ye Bihuang raised the fruit bag in his hand: "Uncle Lan, I have to buy a knife for peeling. See you later. I will try my best to persuade Lan Muchi."

"Okay, Uncle Lan, thank you in advance!"

Ye Bihuang hummed a little tune and left, but there was some trouble in his heart out of thin air. He must help with this favor, but how to say it? It is really troublesome, just say it? This is definitely not possible. Hey, it is really a troublesome thing.

Ye Bihuang felt deeply about the affection in Lan Muchi's heart. He fed her every day and could feel the burning heart in her delicate body.

He wants to accept it, and he also wants to possess it.

He doesn't shy away from it.

But he was a little worried that this abnormal dependence was another kind of mental illness.

So even if Lan Yuming didn't say anything, he would still try his best to get Lan Muchi out of dependence on him. He couldn't feed her every day. Now that Lan Yuming proposed this method, Ye Bihuang felt good about it.

.............

"Brother Bihuang, he likes you so much that he would even jump for you, regardless of his own life or death." Shana was silent for a long time, and her white lips suddenly opened slightly.

Lan Muchi nodded and said, "That's right." She seemed to see Ye Bihuang jumping off the roof that day again, with a determined but anxious expression on his face.

He really jumped down for himself and saved himself at the last moment.

He has himself in his heart, so what is there to doubt about it?

Shana smiled slightly and said: "Mu Xi, I can see that you really like Ye Bihuang, although I don't know why you like him at all. In fact, even Su Wen, I am not surprised, just because Bihuang

Brother once protected her in times of crisis. But I still can't figure it out about you.

"She paused, glanced at Lan Muxi, whose eyes were full of autumn water, and then said, "But you did do this, and even jumped down. I admire you very much, and I like you very much. In the past two days, I

After thinking a lot, I won’t give up on Brother Bihuang, and it’s impossible for you to give up either, so let’s each rely on our abilities.”

When Lan Muchi heard Xia Na's words, she chuckled: "If he kisses me, will you be jealous? Will you be sad?"

When Shana heard this question, her heart ached, and she didn't know how to answer.

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