Yi Haiyin embraces her, bows her head and gently depicts the corners of her mouth, like coaxing a child with a bad temper.

In the end, when he realized that she was shaking, he stopped all his movements. He just held her and gasped for breath. Finally, he let her go, rolled out of bed and took a cold shower in the bathroom.

Leave one lying on the bed, staring at the ceiling in a daze of Yan Ling.

Looking at, the corner of the eye suddenly shed tears.

When Yi Haiyin came in, what she saw was that she was still, like a doll without soul, lying quietly.

"Yi Haiyin, if I keep doing this, will we never be able to be together like normal people?" Yan Lingna's mouth, beautiful pupil, turn to the direction of Yi Haiyin, the fundus suddenly burst into tears.

"I scared you." Yi Haiyin came forward, picked her up from the bed and rubbed her hair painfully.

Cold eyes, dense with a complex light.

After a long time, he opened his lips in seclusion, "ling'er Go to the doctor. "

“……” Yan Ling body a stiff, immediately, just understand what he means, some resistance to his arms.

"I'll be with you." Yi Haiyin's thin lips opened slightly and held her tighter.

When she didn't resist, she dressed her and took her out of the apartment.

"Master, it's all arranged." When the old waiter saw them coming down, he immediately opened the door respectfully and let Yi Haiyin take Yan Ling to the car.

Along the way, no one spoke.

Yan Ling has been obediently leaning on Yi Haiyin's arms, allowing him to hold himself, until he saw the sign of the hospital gate, he began to become nervous, and stretched out his hand to hold Yi Haiyin tightly.

"Yi Haiyin, I think I'm ok. Shall we go back? You see, I'm not afraid to let you hold me now. I must have been too nervous before. Let's try a few more times. I can do it! "

"Ling'er Face reality. " Yi Haiyin hugs her, but she doesn't get out of the car in a hurry. She holds her in her arms.

Wait for her mood to settle down, just lead her, walk toward the hospital.

Yan Ling wants to stop several times, but Yi Haiyin doesn't force her. She just stands quietly with her until she calms down and is willing to follow him into the hospital.

Sitting in the psychological consultation room, Yan Ling's whole body seems very uneasy.

"Yi Haiyin, I don't feel ill. Why do I come to the hospital?" Yan Ling looks at the counselor coming towards her, and grabs Yi Haiyin's arm with both hands.

"Don't be nervous, miss ling'er. Professor Zhang is the best psychologist in this hospital." The old waiter is nearby, low voice persuades a way.

Although he didn't know why his young master, who should see a psychologist, didn't come to see him. Instead, he brought Yan Ling.

These two people, who in the end is sick?

"Which of you is going to see a doctor?" Professor Zhang stepped forward, reached out and pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

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Two voices sounded at the same time, Yi Haiyin and Yan Ling pointed at each other.

See each other's fingers also point to their own time, and Qi brush of Leng.

"Puff!" The old waiter couldn't help laughing. He was glared at by Yi Haiyin. He quickly turned around and walked out.

"I think you both need to have a good look." Professor Zhang reached out and took the record file from the bookshelf, sat down at the table and looked up at them.

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