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Feng Si squatted down in shock, and said to Han Yi, "Don't pick it up, it will be broken if it breaks. Get out of the way, and I will sweep these pieces away with a broom."

Han Yi turned a deaf ear as if he couldn't hear.

Seeing that Han Yi didn't respond, Feng Si picked up the pieces with his hands, and was puzzled, "Don't pick them up, there's nothing to pick up if they're all broken."

Han Yi raised his eyes to look at Feng Si, and glanced impatiently.Then he lowered his head and started to pick it up like a baby.

Feng Si also lost his patience. If this continues, his hand will definitely be cut.He straightened up and kicked the shard.The force was so great that when the glass hit the wall, it made a "bang".

He didn't know what happened to Han Yi, but he knew that he could only do this.

Han Yi obviously did not expect that Feng Si would kick away the debris, and the hand that was about to pick up the debris hung in the air for a few seconds.When he realized the situation, he clenched his fingers involuntarily, stood up slowly, and slammed his fist on Feng Si's face.

He stared at Feng Si with a fierce look in his eyes.

Feng Si was stunned by the beating, moved his mouth, and his gums were bleeding.He turned to one side, spit out a mouthful of bloody phlegm, and asked, "What do you mean?"

Han Yi remained silent with a cold face.He walked to the corner and picked up the two pieces that had been kicked away.He walked back again, bent down to pick up the remaining debris on the ground.

Feng Si took a breath, full of displeasure, but picked it up along with him.

After picking up the pieces that could be picked up one by one, Han Yi put all the pieces on the dining table.Feng Si followed suit step by step, and Han Yi found glue and brackets to fix the model.

Feng Si said, "I won't hinder you, can you tell me what this is for?"

Only then did Han Yi calmly say, "Repair the vase."

Feng Si watched Han Yi put a few large shards of glass in the bracket, and tried to stick them according to the shape of the original vase.After several failures, there were results.

Then, a layer of glue was applied to the roughly formed damaged vase.Finally, pinch some small glass residue with your fingers and stick it to the damaged place.

Han Yi's hand was bleeding from scratches from time to time.

Feng Si's eyes were wide open, staring at him unwillingly, but he couldn't speak.

Feng Si asked, "It's already broken, why are you still repairing it?"

Han Yi held up the vase to look at it, and said in a good mood, "This vase is Ye Luoan's favorite. If he knows that I broke it, he will probably be sad when he comes back."

After speaking, Feng Si's head was empty, unable to understand the meaning of the words.He only heard two words clearly, and he was completely shocked by these two words.

return?

Said that Ye Luoan would come back, isn't that person already dead?

Doesn't Han Yi know?

Impossible, the friend he commissioned the investigation said, the hotel where Ye Luoan committed suicide and Han Yi's engagement happened to be in the same place.How could Han Yi say that Ye Luoan would come back.

Feng Si looked at Han Yi in disbelief, only to see that Han Yi looked satisfied after repairing the vase, and he didn't seem to be making up random things.

He suddenly felt cold all over, and a very bad thought flashed through Feng Si's mind.Is Han Yi deliberately deceiving, and the object of deception is himself.

After losing an important person, she couldn't accept the reality and chose to escape.Stubbornly believe that the dead are still alive.

Han Yi, is it the same?

Feng Si began to pay close attention to Han Yi's every move every day, and he hoped that his thoughts were just his wrong judgment.It's just that the more you fear something, the more certain it will come.

Han Yi sits in front of the villa every day because he is afraid of missing Ye Luoan.Han Yi packs up things related to Ye Luoan every day, so that Ye Luoan can have a sense of belonging when Ye Luoan comes back.

After all, Han Yi was waiting for Ye Luoan.

Everything is telling Feng Si that something is wrong with Han Yi.It's just that Han Yi, who is the person involved, doesn't know his own situation.It's like a mentally ill person who can never understand his symptoms.

But if you keep procrastinating, the symptoms will only get worse.

Seeing Han Yi sitting in front of the door again, Feng Si sneaked back to the room where he was resting with a focused expression.He called his subordinate and asked him to help Han Yi make an appointment with a well-known psychiatrist.

But how to get Han Yi to agree to see a psychiatrist, Feng Si was so anxious that he lay on the bed thinking for a long time, and finally came up with a solution.

In the evening, Feng Si served the prepared dinners one by one.

As usual, Han Yi was content with himself and ate quietly.

After eating, Feng Si saw that Han Yi was about to leave early, so he stopped him.

Han Yi said coldly, "Let go."

Feng Si smiled awkwardly, "Sit down, I have something to tell you."

Feng Si's face was still red and swollen, Han Yi said: "Tell me, what's the matter?"

Feng Si said, "I'll take you to the hospital tomorrow. Your head injury hasn't been treated for a long time."

"No need." Saying that, Han Yi wanted to leave.

Feng Si quickly took a dose of strong medicine, "You don't want Ye Luoan to see you with wounds when he comes back. He will definitely feel distressed when he sees you like this."

Han Yi stopped and said in a low voice, "Call me tomorrow morning."

With Han Yi's consent, Feng Si's heart was finally relaxed.He asked his subordinates to bring the car from the hotel overnight, and drive back his private car that crashed the mirror because of his anxiety last time.

Early the next morning, Feng Si reminded Han Yi intentionally or unintentionally that he had to go to the hospital.After Han Yi changed his clothes, he followed Feng Si into the car.

Feng Si told the psychiatrist who made an appointment last night that he could not reveal his identity.Don't let Han Yi know that he is here for psychological counseling.

The psychiatrist agreed clearly, pretending to change Han Yi's medicine, and asked Han Yi a few questions casually.

Han Yi listened, and answered without answering.

Taking advantage of Han Yi being pulled by the nurse for a head examination, Feng Si asked the psychiatrist, "Doctor, how is my friend?"

The psychiatrist said truthfully, "Sir, you may have misunderstood your friend. He is normal and has no psychological problems."

"No problem?" Feng Si didn't believe it, "He always feels that the dead are still alive, isn't it a mental illness?"

The psychiatrist waved his hands and shook his head, "It's really not, as long as you have the opportunity to persuade your friends."

Persuasion is easier said than done.

Feng Si licked his dry lips and swallowed.If it's not a psychological problem, he can't think of a way to change Han Yi.

After treating Han Yi's wound, Feng Si drove the car and kept looking at Han Yi through the rearview mirror.From Han Yi's dark eyes, he couldn't guess his thoughts at all.

How close is the relationship between these two people to make Han Yi become like this.

He regretted it, and suddenly Han Yi saw something, and called out, "Stop."

"Ah," Feng Si turned his head, just about to ask the reason.Han Yi didn't wait for him to speak, he opened the car door and jumped out of the car.

"Han Yi..."

Feng Si was terrified and hurriedly parked by the side of the road.

He got out of the car and chased after him. He saw that Han Yi was also chasing someone, running all the way forward.