Chapter 704

Han Cheng's cool face in front of his computer screen, with a slight smile, looks like self mockery and reminiscence. When he thinks of this morning's hot search, he probably guesses something.

"You're going to keep watching when I see it?"

The man's cold voice interfered with Han Cheng. He raised his glasses on the bridge of his nose and narrowed his eyes. "Wan Dong, Dr. Vicky called back and said he was free this afternoon."

Vicky collected his mind, but he was still a little absent-minded. "If it's OK, just ask. I'm your psychologist, and you have to answer all my questions. "

"Is that the point?"

"When?"

"Well."

A flash of amazement and disbelief flashed across Vicky's face. "Wife? Do you have a wife? "

"Because of my wife."

As his psychologist, she needs to fully understand his inner world in order to carry out treatment. With the habit that they have long cultivated, he will not resist answering her question.

"Why?" Women smile like flowers.

"I want to know."

Vicky turned his pen. "Now?"

The man's face was pierced by the sunlight coming in from outside, and his thick eyebrows were tightened tightly. "I don't want to remember. To be exact, it's Wang Yi who doesn't want to remember."

Vicky looked a little more serious. "Why don't you come to me when you wake up?"

"Many years ago, another personality came into being in me. His name is Zuo Yan Maybe he existed a long time ago, but I don't know. After a fall, this man took the place of Wang Yi and me and controlled the body. " He frowned, his voice was indifferent, "I don't know what he did at that time, I can't remember."

Since he said that, Vicky stopped laughing and nodded, "what do you want to ask?"

He didn't have much intention to ask about it. He stated: "looking for you is not a reminiscence. I have something to ask you."

His voice was calm and indifferent. Vicky recognized the difference between his haughty appearance and that of a few years ago. She was stunned and then opened her mouth with a big smile. She closed the cupboard, sat down in front of him, took his things and said, "I forgot to take them out just now."

Vicky listened to the sound and turned to see the man holding the file. She said, "don't change it."

Wan Jingting chuckled, drank a mouthful of boiled water, moved his finger to the stack of files on the table, and picked out a file from it with his long finger. It was his file, and there was no dust at all.

Vicky looked for his files from the filing cabinet behind him, pretending he couldn't find them. "How long have you not been here? I forgot where you put your files."

Han Chengji stays at the door. There are only two of them in the closed door.

Vicky was surprised when she received a call from Han Cheng. She thought that the man no longer needed psychotherapy and had found the person who could treat his mental illness. Unexpectedly, there was such a day.

Her consulting room is set up in the suburb of Yuzhou, a very quiet and beautiful place. She lives in a villa not far away, and it's easy to go to work every day.

Vicky, a former psychotherapist, has been living abroad until he returned home this year.

Wan Jingting's eyes were fixed, and his eyes fell on the screen again.

The man's handsome and extraordinary face showed a trace of unhappy smile, but still answered her: "for a long time, we have children."

Vicky was stunned and his pen fell to the ground.

Wan Jingting frowned and his eyes were full of examination.