Cute aristocratic son & cold psychiatrist
Under the setting sun, the young man sat side by side on the shoal, watching Haikang eroding his feet. The young man rested his chin on the other man's shoulder and said, "Butt."
"Huh?"
"Why are you so cold and cold?"
"How to say?"
"Ye Zi said..."
"What did you say?"
"He said you are so cold and cold."
? ? ?
"What do you think?"
"I feel so cold and cold too."
Xie Manchen hooked Jiang Mu's chin and slowly moved closer. The intimate gesture made their hearts beat faster and they felt each other's breathing.
"What now?"
"..."
Jiang Mu escaped from his arms and said, "Now..."
"Don't be cold anymore."
A smile appeared on Xie Manchen's lips
——His lips
——So soft
The sea breeze carried the breath of midsummer. The young man raised his eyes and watched the ebb and flow of the tide. Feeling sleepy, Jiang Mu lay on his side and rested his head on Xie Manchen's lap.
"Sleepy?"
"Well, sort of."
"Do you want to go home?"
"Home is where you are."
"..."
My God, he is so good at...
Purpose: I hope that patients with depression who see this work will be full of enthusiasm and hope for life.