Dr. Rin

The pendulum by the wall swayed from side to side frequently, in the same order as the white silk thread hooked on Jiang Lin's index finger, and a small round iron block hung on the other end of the silk thread.Jiang Lin was sitting on a chair, and on the bed next to him lay a man in gray plaid pajamas, different from Jiang Lin's exquisite eyebrows and gentle temperament, even with his eyes closed, the man said "Don't get close to strangers" on his face. When he frowned, he looked even more fierce. His skin was not as fair and rosy as Jiang Lin's, but a healthy wheat color. His muscles highlighted his strength advantage and extremely high athletic talent.It's just that there is a palm-sized rabbit doll next to such a person's pillow, which looks very pleasing under the strong contrast of the man's cold temperament.

Jiang Lin sat on the chair beside the bed, and said to the person on the bed in a gentle and gentle tone: "You are now on the endless grassland, there are many small wooden houses on the grassland, and there are little squirrels and little ants living in the wooden houses. There are little raccoons and little dragonflies, and now you are a little rabbit, very cute, naughty, and good-looking little rabbit. Your small wooden house is the milky yellow one. There is a mango mille-feuille at home. The cake, the mother rabbit who likes to knit sweaters, and the father rabbit who is very good at carpentry... Now, it is dark, and you are tired after playing outside all day. You put your body on your own On the small bed, I lightly covered my body with the quilt that had been exposed to the sun, then turned over, sniffed the pleasant smell on the quilt, and fell into a deep sleep..."

The man on the bed seemed to have fallen asleep through hypnosis, his brows gradually relaxed, and he looked less hostile.

Jiang Lin sat by the bed and watched for more than ten minutes. After making sure that the person would not wake up easily, he tiptoed up, closed the window, and drew the curtains. Jiang Lin wanted to have a cup of coffee and look at the cases of other patients. By the way, Tomorrow night, I will be an assistant to a psychology professor's lecture, and I have made an appointment to have a meal together after the lecture.

Jiang Lin didn't mention any of these things to Shen Li, he could imagine Shen Li frowning with a cigarette in his hand, his face revealing his displeasure, but he couldn't find a suitable excuse to teach him a lesson.Of course, this is not the only situation. Sometimes, instead of expressing his reluctance in a macho manner, Shen Li would cling to his side like a little milk dog, hugging him with both hands when he saw that he was about to leave. He refused to let go of his arm no matter what he said, once he really angered Shen Li, the milk dog, and the servant even bit his hand with a groan.

Thinking of this, the corners of Jiang Lin's lips couldn't help but rise, whether it was a milk dog or a wolf dog, his heart trembled with that bite.

As a well-known psychologist in K City, it's not that he doesn't know that Shen Li suffers from a split personality. Frankly speaking, Jiang Lin is not surprised that Shen Li, who had such a childhood experience, would have a mental illness.

Jiang Lin stood in front of the window with his arms folded across his chest, motionless and not knowing what he was thinking.

All the lights have been turned off, and the sporadic light from outside is coming in through the window. In the dark room, you can see his straight back and beautiful shoulders. His temperament is refined like a stunner who does not belong to the world.

Jiang Lin is actually a person with insensitive senses when not in contact with patients, and he didn't realize what happened until his waist tightened.

Without looking back, Jiang Lin sighed with helplessness in his voice, "Why are you pretending to be asleep again?"

The person behind him didn't answer, rubbing his nose against the neck of the person, as if he didn't smell the familiar body odor, he sniffed vigorously again.The hot air exhaled from his nose made Jiang Lin itchy, and he shrank his right shoulder involuntarily, with obvious flattery in his words: "I will spend most of the time tomorrow in a chair... the day after tomorrow, okay?"

The person behind him still didn't answer, and his hands hugged him tighter.With a hoarse voice that just woke up, Shen Li said: "Don't go to work tomorrow, go to the art exhibition with me."

Jiang Lin was embarrassed and silent for a while before saying: "There is a lecture, I can't push it."

As if to vent his dissatisfaction, the waist was hugged a little tighter, but Shen Li didn't say much, just murmured 'really boring' in a seemingly low voice.

The word "San" fell into people's ears verbatim, and he didn't know what the meaning of his whisper was.

After a while, Shen Li suddenly let go of his arms as if remembering something, and his warm waist suddenly became empty.Before Jiang Lin turned around and asked him what's the matter, he ran downstairs. He ran so fast that the sound of his running could be heard upstairs. As it got closer, without turning on the lights, a flat square box was stuffed into Jiang Lin's hand under the sporadic moonlight.

When I opened it, it was a beautiful cloak. The combination of dark blue and white plaid made people like it at a glance.There is a horn button on the chest, classic British style.

"Cashmere, touch it." He urged, his eyes fixed on Jiang Lin's expression.

The feel is really good, Jiang Lin couldn't help laughing when he touched it, Shen Li also became happy, completely forgetting the discomfort of being rejected just now, and said triumphantly: "I asked a friend to help me buy it."

"Harry?"

That is Shen Li's friend from U country.He was born and raised there, and he has only one friend for more than 20 years. He grew up in the orphanage together, and he can be regarded as a bamboo horse.

Shen Li said: "It's him. He changed jobs recently. Two days ago, he sent an email to me to complain that his boss always made him work overtime, but I heard that in the future, he can give a lot of leave at once."

Jiang Lin said: "Let Harry come to China when he has a vacation. Didn't you say that he likes Chinese food? He used to work in a Chinese restaurant just for staff meals."

Shen Li smiled: "He has said several times that he wants to learn, but now he doesn't know anything except 'hello', 'goodbye', 'I love you' and 'fuck me'."

You don't need to guess who taught the last swear word. Who else can Harry know who can speak Chinese besides Shen Li.

In Jiang Lin's mind, the scene of Shen Li teaching an ignorant boy to say such pornographic things over and over again, while thinking about how he could be so unscrupulous, but his ears still turned red involuntarily.Like ripe pomegranate seeds.

Fortunately, with the lights off, he lowered his head again, so he couldn't see such embarrassment from the left and right.But who would have expected that Shen Li would suddenly approach his earlobe, and praise without hesitation: "What he said is not as nice as yours." Naturally, he saw the blushing cheeks and the smile on his face when he got close. It got deeper, and continued to add: "Merlin, you are first-rate in terms of pronunciation and emotional expression in Chinese."