At seven o'clock in the early summer, he nodded, stood up to thank Dr. Brown again, and then turned away from Dr. Brown's office.
Feng Xun shook hands with Dr. Brown and asked in a low voice, "Dr. Brown, is my wife OK?"
"She just regained her memory, which made her suffer a lot. I'm afraid she won't recover so quickly for a while. If you can, take her out to relax, so that she won't always look back on that unpleasant past..."
Dr. Brown patted him on the back of his hand. Seeing that he was frowning and worried, he comforted him with a smile and said, "I think Mrs. Feng is a strong woman. She must be able to bear the psychological pressure of restoring memory."
"I hope so..." Feng Xun gave a bitter smile noncommittally. It's still unknown whether the little girl can carry it and forgive him!
"If there's anything wrong with her mood, come back to me and I'll help her with a PTSD psychotherapy!" Seeing that he was not at ease, Dr. Brown added.
"Well, thank Dr. Brown for taking the time to receive us!" Feng Xun thanks Dr. Brown, and then leaves. He walks out of Dr. Brown's office and sees that there is no Xia Qiqi in the reception hall outside. There is only one bodyguard and Dr. Brown's assistant left.
"Feng Shao!" The only bodyguard left saw Feng Xun push out the door and said respectfully.
"Where is she?" Feng Xun frowned and asked in a deep voice.
"The young lady said that Feng Shao had something else to do. Let's wait here and go downstairs first..." the bodyguard said that, seeing Feng Xun's face getting more and more gloomy, he quickly added: "after thinking about it, we don't trust to let the young lady go downstairs alone, so we let Ken accompany her downstairs. I'm waiting for Feng Shao here!"
"Stupid, you two should have followed her!" With a low curse, Feng Xun rushed out of the reception hall in a hurry. Seeing this, the bodyguard rushed forward.
Seeing this scene, Dr. Brown's female assistant shrugged her shoulders suspiciously and came into Dr. Brown's office with the sorted data. She said respectfully, "Dr. Brown, I've sorted out the data you want!"
"Put it first. I'm tired today, so I won't read these materials!" Dr. Brown waved his hand, took a sip of his tea cup and rubbed his eyebrows wearily.
"Are they all gone?"
When Dr. Brown's female assistant heard this, she was stunned. Then she nodded and said, "yes, Mrs. Feng left first. Later, Mr. Feng heard that Mrs. Feng left first without him. It seems that she looks a little ugly..."
When she said this, she asked cautiously, "Dr. Brown, it's not Mrs. Feng who wants to do psychological counseling. Why does Mrs. Feng leave first, but Mr. Feng's face is so ugly?"
With a low sigh, Dr. Brown said in a quiet voice, "I just hypnotized Mrs. Feng to help her recover her memory... But this memory is really unpleasant for Mrs. Feng!"
Dr. Brown's assistant nodded and replied in a low voice, "I can see that Mrs. Feng was still a little pale when she left!"
"But this unpleasant memory of the past has something to do with Mr. Feng!" Dr. Brown shook his head helplessly, and an old Chinese saying came to mind: "time is life!"
"Dr. Brown, you mean there's a high probability of conflict between them?" Dr. Brown's female assistant was a little surprised to see his helpless smile and think of their looks just now.
"I'm afraid it's not just a contradiction..." Dr. Brown stood up, opened the curtain, saw that Feng Xun had gone downstairs, and even opened the door without waiting for the bodyguard to start. He could not help shaking his head and looking back.
He didn't want to ask about their relationship, but before the memory was restored on the seventh day of the summer, he saw how good their relationship was!
Heart knot between them, and only they can untie, I hope this pair of lovers do not because of this past, in the feelings of irreparable cracks!
"Dr. Brown, Mr. Feng and Mrs. Feng, should not be too stiff?" Dr. Brown's female assistant asked, interrupting his meditation.
With a faint smile, Dr. Brown put down his tea cup and said with emotion: "as long as there is love, conflicts can be resolved..."
When Feng Xun opened the door of Dr. Brown's counseling room downstairs, he saw his little girl sitting in the back seat of the car, with a hanging heart.
"Are you going to stand like this all the time?" Early summer seven pick eyebrows to look at the door of the car Feng Xun.
"Little girl, I didn't see you when I came out of Dr. Brown's office just now. I thought you..." Feng Xun's voice was a little hoarse, but his palms were sweating.
In fact, he had already made a lot of expectations in his heart. He expected his little girl to remember meeting him. He expected her to remember that her mother's death had something to do with her. What would it be like? But now that it really happened in front of his eyes, he found that all the expectations were futile!
He was afraid to face her hate eyes, afraid that she would regret marrying him, and even more afraid that she would walk away and never see again!
"What do you think I am?" On the seventh day of the summer, she didn't see the tense expression on his face. She just suddenly recovered that memory, which made her brain a little confused. She didn't even know what kind of attitude to treat him.
"Think I'm going to leave?" She asked in a quiet way. Feng Xun's eyes darkened. She got on the bus and closed the door. She told the driver in a deep voice: "drive, go straight home!"
Seeing his decisive action on the seventh day of the summer, he shakes his head and smiles. His style will never change. Even if she really wants to leave, he will not give her this opportunity!
She turned her head and quietly looked out of the car window. She didn't speak any more. However, the flash of her smile seemed to him a little more ironic.
The smile seemed to tell him that even if she was forced to take her home now, she could find a way to leave, and he could not always be by her side
If you don't want to let her leave yourself, force her to watch with bodyguards and lock her up at home, what's the difference with Pedro's house arrest?
When Feng Xun thought of this, he raised a bitter smile on his lips. After a long silence, he slowly opened his mouth and broke the stagnant atmosphere of the carriage: "little girl, I didn't mean to hide it from you..."
The seventh day of the summer turned his head and looked at him without opening his mouth. He just looked at him quietly. Thousands of complicated emotions rose in his heart, but he didn't know where to start!