1.
——"Jiang Jin, when you opened the perfect score math paper today, you blocked the sunlight on my side:)"
——"Jiang Jin, the most proud peacock since the founding of No. 1 Middle School. He receives an average of love letters every day, which feeds the scrap recycling station at the entrance of the school that is on the verge of closing down."
——"Jiang Jin, if my nose collapses one day, I will ask you for plastic surgery fees!"
... Seventeen-year-old Xia Wanzhi wrote angrily in an anonymous letter.
So in the final month of summer when she was in her senior year of high school, Xia Wanzhi, in order to get extra points for the college entrance examination, worked hard to participate in a math competition that she was not good at, striving to be more beautiful than Jiang Kongque.
As a result, when she comes back——
"It's good to have money at home. If something serious like this happens, you can get away with it."
"Young Master Jiang is a proud man of heaven. Even after leaving the country, everything goes smoothly."
Xia Wanzhi glanced at the empty tabletop at her deskmate and gently touched the envelope hidden in her pocket.
2.
Many years later, in a major criminal case in City C, Xia Wanzhi, the defendant's psychiatrist, and Jiang Jin, the defendant's defense lawyer, appeared at the police station at the same time.
Xia Wanzhi looked at the lazy man Qing Jun on the sofa: "Jiang Peacock?!"
The man raised his long eyelashes and glanced over casually: "Take a pill."
Xia Wanzhi: "???"
3.
Later——
Xia Wanzhi, who heard that Jiang Jin went abroad for treatment, and who had not yet been cured, suggested to him seriously: "Jiang Jin, it's not shameful to treat someone who is sick. For the sake of being an old classmate who is not very close to me, I will give you a package price."
The man raised his hand and tapped the tip of her nose with his fingertips as he had done a long time ago. He half-raised his eyelids and said in a drawl: "I don't want to be your patient."
For the first time, Xia Wanzhi didn't hide away. She raised her eyelashes and looked back at him, braggingly asking: "Then what are you going to do?"
At the end of the corridor, light and shadow cut. The man bent down and propped up his knees, his lingering breath fell on the corner of her lips, and he asked lazily: "What do you think?"
#I don't want to be your patient, I want to love you#
[Two-way secret love/Campus to the city/Reunion after a long separation/Sweet article]
Sinister elite lawyer
1V1, HE, double first love.
PS: The principle of emotional limitation in psychological counseling: After establishing a counseling relationship, in principle, both parties are prohibited from having too close personal relationships.
Intention: Become a better me and run towards you
