At 7 o'clock on Friday morning, Meng Wanyan arrived one hour earlier than the agreed time between the two, just downstairs of Lin Ziheng Clinic.

She was sitting in the car and driving an Audi Q5L in Bai Jingning's garage to prevent being photographed by paparazzi.

Lin Ziheng's psychological counseling room is very romantic, and the details are very similar to his own personality. He is gentle and humble, and is different from ordinary clinics.

Meng Wanyan had almost no eyes closed all night. At this time, her eyes were dry and sour. She rubbed her eyebrows tiredly, and her temples were aching faintly.

She occasionally glanced out the window and noticed whether anyone was following her.

7:10, Meng Wanyan stared at the glass window in a daze and received Lin Ziheng's WeChat.

Lin: [Since you're downstairs, why don't you come up?

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Every time I see Meng Wanyan, Lin Ziheng gets up very early. When he opens the window, he sees the familiar dark red sedan downstairs.

Meng Wanyan took her cell phone and looked into her head. Sure enough, she saw a man with a graceful face on the second floor wearing a white coat and waving at her with a smile.

She breathed lightly, quickly put on her hat and sunglasses, covered her face tightly with a black mask, opened the car door and headed straight to the consultation room.

Lin Ziheng graduated from Stanford's psychology major and worked as a psychologist for more than two years. She naturally understood her habits clearly. She rarely contacted him on her own initiative, but every time she came here, her mental state must be extremely poor. She came here so early today, Lin Ziheng guessed that Wanyan must have not slept all night.

The temperature difference between morning and evening in Kyoto is large, and it is still a bit cold in the morning. Wanyan is wearing a black cardigan and sweatshirt and a big hat, and she can't recognize her original appearance at all.

When Wanyan came in, Lin Ziheng was looking through her previous diagnosis. Every time she came here, she would say nothing more. After hypnosis treatment, she would sleep in the clinic for an afternoon, and then she would leave with her bag after waking up.

Wanyan was unwilling to cooperate actively, and Lin Ziheng would not make any difficult things. When she wanted to say it, he would treat it slowly.

Lin Ziheng looked up at her, and his voice was gentle: "Sit down."

Meng Wanyan was not polite either. She took off her mask and sunglasses, revealing her small face as big as a palm, showing her sickly white face. She didn't put on makeup, and her hair tied a low ponytail. She looked plain and looked increasingly young, completely different from the noble and cold beauty on the screen.

Wanyan was silent for a long time and begged him: "Doctor Lin, I want to smoke a cigarette."

Lin Ziheng looked at her. Although the girl looked young, she looked like a black and blue dark circle, and she felt like she was punched. He shook his head and refused, and took out two smoking cessation candies from the drawer and gave them to her.

Meng Wanyan's mouth drooped for a moment, but she didn't refuse. She held the mint-flavored candy in her mouth, and the cold and cool smell filled her mouth, and her chaotic brain seemed to slowly calm down.

After a long time, she recovered from her consciousness, closed her eyes and leaned on the chair, straightened her slender neckline, and the flawless swan neck was like a work of art carved from rough jade.

Wanyan was restless all night, and she was sleepy at this time: "Doctor Lin, can I sleep with you?"

Lin Ziheng sighed lightly, got up and walked to the window as he spoke, closed the half-open window a little smaller, and pulled the curtains on it.

He said, "Is there nothing I want to ask me to help?"

The girl shook her head and slowly closed her eyes. Her clear eyebrows frowned slightly, and her heart was still uneasy.

Meng Wanyan still doesn't want to say anything today.

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After returning from Lin Ziheng, Meng Wanyan returned the car to Bai Jingning and got into the nanny car and went straight to the set.

For the next whole month, she devoted all her thoughts to shooting. After working overloaded every day, she was so tired that she fell asleep.

Bai Jingning was very pleased to see that she suddenly became ambitious. It was rare that this girl was enlightened, so she received many notices for Wanyan, including some advertisements and variety shows.

On the day when "Nanluo" was finished, Director Liu brought all the crew to dinner together. Director Liu was filled with emotion on the table. When he talked about his emotions, he spitted everywhere.

"Nanluo" has experienced many setbacks since its filming. It first encountered an explosion and then encountered a role in Zhao Zhixuan, which affected the entire crew and was investigated and criticized by netizens. Once such negative news comes out, it is difficult to guarantee that the audience will boycott after the film is released. Fortunately, Yizhong Group participated in the investment in the middle, and the crew seemed to be infused with chicken blood and came back to life. All staff worked overtime and finished the film directly.

Director Liu had a few glasses of wine, and what he said was moving. Meng Wanyan quit smoking and drinking during this period. Xiaoxuan sat beside her and helped her drink a few glasses. The crew was quite considerate. The female compatriots present drank fruit wine, so Wanyan didn't stop him.

Half an hour later, Wanyan realized something was wrong with Xiaoxuan beside her. The girl's cheeks were red, her fair neck seemed to have a red rash, and her lips became swollen and higher.

Wanyan was startled, and turned Xiaoxuan's face and looked carefully, with a serious tone: "What's wrong with your face?"

Xiaoxuan was already a little drunk, with round eyes foggy. She subconsciously scratched her face and wanted to scratch, "Sister Wanyan, I'm so itchy. Are there mosquitoes here?"

Li Chuman seemed to have experience. After looking at Xiaoxuan's face, he whispered: "She should be allergic to alcohol, so you should go to the hospital for a look."

Wanyan's eyebrows were tightened, and while holding her coat, she helped Xiaoxuan up: "You have drunk a few drinks, and now your face is swollen."

Xiaoxuan felt that her face was so hot and itchy, and she felt like she was burned by fire, and she wanted to scratch her body.

After saying goodbye to the crew, Wanyan stopped a taxi and took Xiaoxuan directly to the hospital.

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In the emergency room, the doctor conducted a rough examination and confirmed that Xiaoxuan was allergic to alcohol, so he prescribed an oral and applied medicine list.

After coming out of the emergency room, Wanyan helped Xiaoxuan to the first floor to get medicine. The corridor was filled with a faint smell of disinfectant. Xiaoxuan's mind was a little clearer, but her face was swollen even more severe. Her originally small and fair melon-shaped face now turned into a red and swollen Pig Man.

Wanyan couldn't help laughing, and she felt distressed and wanted to laugh, "Tell me, you know you are allergic to you, don't drink so much, what's going on now."

Xiaoxuan was wearing a blue disposable medical mask, drooping her head, feeling depressed and depressed, "Sister Wanyan, am I causing trouble for you again? The crew's dinner is not over yet."

Although Xiaoxuan is Wanyan's assistant, Wanyan takes care of her more in many things and is like a family member.

Although it was night, there were still many people in the hospital. The two lined up to get medicine. Wanyan touched the girl's hot ears and whispered: "Since I feel that I'm causing trouble for me, please be careful next time and don't do it like this again."

Xiaoxuan pursed her lips and nodded obediently like a chicken pecking at rice.

Suddenly a voice came, and it was particularly loud in the crowd: "Xiaoxuan, sister-in-law! You are here too!"

Familiar voice, familiar name.

Xiaoxuan and Wan Yan looked up in the voice and saw Zhang Qihang in front of the team and the man behind him.

Meng Wanyan wore a low black baseball cap and a mask, covering most of her face, only a pair of big black and white eyes were exposed. She looked up slightly and her figure was obviously paused.

The two of them had their eyes intersected through the crowd, and the air seemed to be frozen.

Unexpectedly, he would meet acquaintances when he came to the hospital. Xiaoxuan waved to the two people in front of him excitedly, and then thought of her current face. She quickly covered her disposable mask and lowered her head, hoping to find a crack in the floor to get in.

Two seconds later, Meng Wanyan withdrew her gaze and looked elsewhere as if nothing had happened, but she could still feel the burning gaze of Lu Yanqing.

After a while, Xiaoxuan held her arm and shook it, whispering: "Sister Wanyan, that scumbag has been watching you."

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Wanyan and Xiaoxuan came out of the hospital, and there were two men with straight waists standing next to the fountain. Perhaps because of their height advantage, they stood there without moving, which was enough to attract the attention of the people around them.

Meng Wanyan was carrying a bag of medicine and frowned slightly. The man had not left yet.

The two were obviously waiting for them. When Zhang Qihang saw Wanyan and Xiaoxuan come out, he pulled Lu Yanqing beside him and walked over quickly.

"Xiaoxuan, Sister Wanyan, why did you come to the hospital so late?

Are you sick?"

Zhang Qihang was talking, but Lu Yanqing's eyes had carefully looked at the girl in front of him from head to toe, and confirmed that she was intact, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Qihang looked at Xiaoxuan with his head tilted, "Xiaoxuan, why are you wearing a mask?"

The little girl felt embarrassed, so she had to pull down her mask a little bit for him to see, then quickly put it on, and whispered: "It's me allergic to alcohol, Sister Wanyan sent me to the hospital."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qihang wanted to get closer to see, but was afraid that the little girl would be upset, so he had to grab his head.

I didn't expect to meet him in the hospital so late, and Xiaoxuan also felt it was quite coincidental: "By the way, why are you here too?"

Zhang Qihang glanced at the Marshal. The man's black eyes seemed to be on Meng Wanyan's body, staring at the person with a straight look without turning his eyes.

He smiled and touched the back of his head, revealing a row of big white teeth: "I accompanied the Army to the hospital for a review. He was injured by a bomb last time on a mission and his arm was seriously injured. Now it's a month old, so I'll come and take a look."

After saying that, Zhang Qihang quietly glanced at Meng Wanyan, but the girl in front of him wore a low baseball cap, only her white earlobes showed, and her face could not be seen at all.

Xiaoxuan looked at Lu Yanqing thoughtfully, recalling that it was almost that night when he arrived at Sister Wanyan's house.

Lu Yanqing's lips tightened, and his dark and deep eyes were filled with emotions, as if he was trying hard to restrain something. It was a month since the last time the two met.

He swallowed his throat with difficulty, his voice slightly hoarse: "How are you?"

Meng Wanyan pursed her lips, slid her long eyelashes, and then looked elsewhere indifferently. Occasionally, there were passers-by who were passing by, and looked at them curiously from time to time.

Zhang Qihang and Xiaoxuan tried their best to liven up the atmosphere, but the two beside them had a tacit understanding and did not speak either, which was a strange embarrassment.

Until Meng Wanyan spoke in a low voice: "Xiaoxuan, let's go."

Xiaoxuan said "ah" and looked at Zhang Qihang. Zhang Qihang immediately understood: "Sister Wanyan, why don't I send you off with the Marine Corps? It's not safe to go to the night."

Meng Wanyan whispered to refuse: "No, thank you."

After saying that, the two girls left side by side, and their backs were getting farther and farther away.

Seeing that the Marine Corps had no response for a long time, Zhang Qihang couldn't help: "Boss, don't you catch up?"

Who said in front of the nurse that Wanyan was a girlfriend?

We finally met today, but we didn't say a word.

This kind of relationship is really weird.

The man beside him had deep eyes and his eyes were silent and lonely.

After setting a distance from the people in front of him, he spoke in a hoarse voice: "Follow them."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Qihang came to life instantly, "You said it earlier! Wait, I'll go drive!"

After leaving the hospital, Wanyan stopped a taxi. On the way back, she sat around her arms and leaned against the car door. She was thin and thin, and the night was dark outside the window. The shadows of the bustling streets quickly retreated, and the mottled light and shadow fell on her face. She was born with beautiful eyebrows and her facial features were like carved rough jade.

Wanyan closed her eyes and rested, Xiaoxuan pulled the car window and looked back from time to time.
To be continued...