1.
At first, Jiang Qingli was respectfully "invited" to Fu Yanci by Fu Yanci's eight big bodyguards. The bodyguards had soft tones and gentle attitudes, with smiles on their faces, but their tendons almost broke through the shirts they were wearing.
Jiang Qingli bit the bullet and went.
Fu Yanci was sitting on the sofa, with a lazy and relaxed temperament.
He was wearing a custom-made black suit, with deep eyebrows, a high nose, smooth and sharp facial lines, and the whole person showed a strong aggressiveness.
His attitude was humble but his tone was condescending, and his voice was low and deep. "Dr. Jiang, I originally wanted to seek medical treatment in a normal way, but your appointment has been registered for three months."
Then he dismissed everyone, pressed his brows, and said in a tired tone, "Tingyue is about to return to China. Dr. Jiang, please take care of me."
Rumor has it that Fu Yanci from Huaizhou was cold, callous, hard-handed and even harder-hearted.
No one knew that he suffered from serious mental illness. When he was at his most serious, he had to have her by his side at all times before he could sleep.
In the day after day treatment, he was addicted to it as if he was poisoned. He was drunk and tried, reaching out his hand to touch her cheek as carefully as if he were touching a pearl, "Dr. Jiang, would you consider staying with me?"
2.
Later, in the snow, Fu Yanci bumped into her senior brother, a top talent in the industry who had just returned to China, and confessed to her.
He was driving very fast, and he braked suddenly just a millimeter away from Gu Peisi.
There were cracks on Jiang Qingli's usually cold face. She looked at Fu Yanci at a loss and took him back to the psychological treatment room urgently. Fu Yanci's eyes were reserved. She took a deep breath and tried her best to keep her tone calm, "Have you stopped taking the medicine again?"
The winter in Huaizhou was extremely cold, and there was mist on his eyelashes. When he blinked in the warm room, a series of tiny water droplets were reflected in front of his eyes.
Like tears.
Fu Yanci grabbed her wrist. His action seemed rough but actually he didn't use any force at all.
After a long time, when Jiang Qingli's patience as a doctor with patients was almost exhausted, he finally spoke and begged in a low voice, "Can you stop liking Gu Peisi?"
Jiang Qingli didn't speak. He held her hand and placed the most pious kiss on the back of her hand. Hot tears fell, almost burning the back of Jiang Qingli's hand. "It doesn't matter if you can't. I'm willing to be with you, even if it means being shady."
They kissed each other late at night, his voice was hoarse and low, mixed with the sound of the continuous rain, over and over again.
"A-Li." He said, "I wanted to call you A-Li a long time ago."
#Makethree for love
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Intention: I love you when no one is around