Chapter 447

"Mr. Ye?"

Hearing the sound, Ling Yu and tezhu, who came in to check, rushed over one after another.

Covering his mouth, ye Xingyi feels weak and dizzy. He wants to say he's OK, but he can't say a word in the end.

See her this appearance, Ling Yu a bite teeth, bend over to want to hold her horizontally, suddenly feel leaf star shift weight light like a piece of paper.

He put Ye Xingyi gently on the sofa, opened his disheveled hair, and showed his pale and thin face. His face was painful. He turned his head and told tezhu: "go get a glass of water, and have it warm."

Special help already flustered have no brain, quickly nod, run to go out to carry water.

Lying on the bed, ye Xingyi's face was pale, his chin became more sharp, and his face was a little yellow. Anyway, there was no blood color, too haggard.

Ling Yu frowned deeper and asked, "haven't you had a good rest recently?"

"I'm fine."

Lie for a while, slow back a little strength, leaf star move slowly open eyes, eye socket Red: "I have nothing."

"I'd better go to the hospital. You can't do that."

Ling Yu's vision slowly falls to the flat abdomen of Ye Xingyi, and the look of the fundus is extremely complex.

Notice Ling Yu's line of sight, ye Xingyi protectively presses his stomach, and his guilt is more serious.

She felt that she should not have given birth to this child. If she did not have this child, she would be able to get rid of the current predicament.

If she has nothing to do with men, she is still loyal to Shen Fengming

This idea is like a magic spell, every time in the dead of night, suddenly like gangrene, tightly around her heart.

When I think of this, my fingers buckle up subconsciously, my nails are deeply pinched, and the skin deep in my wrist feels sharp pain.

The stabbing pain of skin and flesh will ease her mental pain. Although it's only for a moment, it's better than nothing.

Ling Yu didn't pay any attention to her actions. She was still immersed in her own thoughts. She opened the door with a glass of water in her hand, followed by Jiang Qingyuan, to see the scene in the house.

As soon as Jiang Qingyuan's face changed, he strode forward, squatted in front of her and asked, "what's the matter? What's the matter with you

Lingyu quietly get out of the way, glanced at the worried Jiang Qingyuan, light said: "Mr. Ye just vomited."

"Vomit?" That's the normal pregnancy response.

Jiang Qingyuan was stiff all over, and his expression soon flashed a trace of pain.

The atmosphere is quiet. She stealthily hands the water cup over. Ling Yu takes it, holds Ye Xingyi and drinks half a cup. Then she puts down the cup and stands up and says: "Mr. Ye, you can talk. We'll go out first and call me if you have something to do."

Ye Xingyi nods and stares at the ceiling vaguely. She has no strength to speak and move now.

Ling Yu takes a look at Jiang Qingyuan and leaves with special clothes. Only Ye Xingyi and Jiang Qingyuan are left in the room. No one speaks.

After clearing his throat, Jiang Qingyuan reaches out his hand and is ready to hold Ye Xingyi's arm.

Ye Xingyi is reflexive hiss, fierce hand back.

Pale little face flashed the expression of pain, Jiang Qingyuan looked startled, subconsciously toward Ye Xingyi tightly hold the wrist to see, anxious to ask: "what's wrong with your hand?"

Ye Xingyi's expression flashed a little flustered and quickly shook his head: "nothing! Nothing

Jiang Qingyuan of course does not believe, he insisted on staring at Ye Xingyi, asked: "you hand to me to see!"

"I'm really all right. I don't have to look." Ye Xing moves her hand to hide it in her sleeve, but Jiang Qingyuan stubbornly moves her wrist out. When she pulls her sleeve up, it shows a shocking piece.

Nail gouge out of the painting marks, deep and shallow one by one densely covered in the delicate skin of the inside of the arm, irregular all kinds of colors, scabby and no scabby mixed into a ball, a scar.

Shocked, he climbed over Jiang Qingyuan's delicate face, and then he cried out, "what's the matter? How did you get hurt! "

"I'm fine." Ye Xingyi is so nervous that she almost burst into tears. She stubbornly pulls out her hand and covers it tightly with her sleeve.

"Did you make that yourself?"

Jiang Qingyuan can't believe it. He stares at Ye Xingyi tightly. His heart hurts so much that he can hardly breathe. He reaches out his hand and puts it on Ye Xingyi's shoulder, but he doesn't dare to exert himself: "tell me honestly, did you make it yourself?"

Ye Xingyi closed his white lips, unwilling to answer, but silence means acquiescence.

Jiang Qingyuan can't believe it. He thinks that ye Xingyi seems to have a history of depression, and immediately feels bad. Take the opportunity to make a decision, bend down, while Ye Xing move not pay attention, hold her up, turn around and go out.

Ye Xingyi subconsciously shrinks in his arms and screams: "what are you doing? Let me down

"You're hurt. I'll take you to the doctor!"

Jiang Qingyuan insisted, kicking the door open, frightening the staff outside, one after another, did not understand what happened to this pair!

Ling Yu came over, frowned, looked at Ye Xingyi, looked at Jiang Qingyuan, and asked, "what's the matter? What are you doing here? "

Ye Xingyi quickly asked for help: "Ling Yu, stop him, he took me away, I have nothing at all!"

Ling Yu's face changes, Jiang Qingyuan is almost mad, he forbears anger.

"Don't you see? She's hurt herself. I'm going to take her to the hospital! "

Along the line of sight of Jiang Qingyuan, Ling Yu lowers her head and sees the place where ye Xingyi covers up in a hurry. Her pupils immediately shrink. Ling Yu also shows his incredible eyes and looks at Ye Xingyi: "what's the matter?"

There is also the mood to ask here, Jiang Qingyuan really do not want to explain, directly over Lingyu to go out.

This time, Ling Yu didn't stop her. No matter what ye Xingyi said, Jiang Qingyuan just didn't let her go. Finally, ye Xingyi was gently placed in the back of the car.

She quickly turned up, ready to open the door to go out, but was quickly into the driver's seat Jiang Qingyuan pressed the lock, the doors are locked, she can't get out.

"What are you doing? Let me go

Staring, ye Xingyi shouts, but Jiang Qingyuan starts the car directly with a serious expression: "it's no use what you say. Go to see a doctor with me!"

Then, regardless of Ye Xingyi's objection, he took her to a friend's psychological counseling center. Before the consultation, he asked the nurse here to help Ye Xingyi deal with the wound on his wrist.

No matter how to say that, it's just skin injury. There's no need to go to a big hospital.

Looking at the full layer of bandage wrapped around his wrist, Jiang Qingyuan felt very sad.

That appearance, as if those wounds are long in his own body, but with him on the contrary, is Ye Xingyi looking at his wounds, expression is very numb.

Now that they are here, ye Xingyi is not interested in fighting any more.

Moreover, she also felt that she had a problem and didn't want to hurt xiaoboting. Instinctively, she decided to accept psychological counseling.

After the injury on her left arm was healed, she meekly followed the counselor behind and went into the inner quiet room.

The design of the quiet room is very high-end, which is inclined to the simple Mediterranean sea blue style. Moreover, the owner of the room is ingenious, and there are exquisite green plants everywhere.

People stay in the room for a long time, the heart will slowly calm down, open heart.

"Miss ye, can you tell me why you are doing this kind of self harm? Is there any reason why you feel so painful that you can only relieve stress in this way? "

The counselor silently looks at the woman with her head slightly down in front of her. Compared with the women on TV and magazines, the woman in front of her seems to be more intelligent and beautiful.

White skin, slim figure, small and delicate facial features, as well as that unforgettable elegant temperament.

However, the woman's extremely beautiful eyes with two circles of bruises, a look, it looks very haggard.

Even a little neurotic.

Ye Xingyi's long eyelashes cover up the emotion of the fundus of his eyes. His right hand tightly grasps the wrist position of his left hand, where he has been entangled by bandages.

Covered those shocking scars.

This is not the first time to start treatment. Usually, this kind of patients will get mental relief through self mutilation because of excessive psychological pressure.

Sure enough, ye Xingyi's shallow lips opened slightly: "I will feel pain. I want to die in pain. I hate myself very much. I can only make me feel better for a short time through pain."

The voice is also very nice, but it seems very lonely.

"Well, what's the reason you dislike yourself so much?" The consultant's voice is gentle and considerate, which can make people want to answer his questions unconsciously.

Biting her lower lip again, ye Xingyi keeps silent. She doesn't want to answer, but is ashamed to speak.

"Miss ye, if you don't cooperate with the treatment, I have no way to understand your situation, and I can't help you to dredge. It's bad for you, even your children and family." Seeing that she refused to answer, the consultant seemed a little helpless.

Ye Xingyi thought about it for a while, and his fingers rubbed the gauze faster and faster. Finally, he made up his mind and said it.

"I hate myself because I feel... I betray my lover."

"My wife passed away a few years ago. Although I always feel that he lives in my heart and never leaves, one day."

As like as two peas at Ye Xingyi's eyes, he looked at the consultant in a sad way. "If there's a man who is almost the same as your lover before, will you be excited if you are chasing after you?"

"If you accept him, will it be a betrayal to your former lover?"

Seeing that she was getting emotional, the counselor quickly raised her hand, gently put it on her shoulder and floated down.

"It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter. Calm down, Miss Ye. It's not as hard to accept as you think."

Seeing ye Xingyi staring at himself, the counselor said with a smile, "you know, even men and women who really love each other are likely to be mentally derailed at some time in their lives."

"But that's cheating. Cheating is betrayal. There's no excuse for betrayal!" Ye Xingyi at this time suddenly appeared stubborn problem, eyes straight staring at a position in the void.

That seems to be the crux of the problem.

There is a flash of light in the Counselor's eyes, and then he quickly builds a counseling system in his mind and begins to guide.