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“If you like, I will accompany you.” (1)
“No.”
Lin Yuhe’s lips were a little dry, he shook his head, trying to explain.
“A friend sent me a document and wanted me to help print it, but the wrong content was sent, and this was printed.”
“Friend?”
Lu Nan came over and asked.
“Um.”
Lin Yuhe subconsciously hid the face-up document in his bosom.
He was really embarrassed to let his Gege see it again.
Lu Nan walked up to him. “Geng Zhi?”
Geng Zhi is Lin Yuhe’s partner, and he sent the contract that was printed together this time.
Lin Yuhe hesitated for a moment, then shook his head.
“No, it’s… Miss Fang.”
He didn’t intend to betray Fang Zishu, but it was impossible to hide this kind of thing from Lu Nan, and after all, Fang Zishu’s special status involves the cooperation between Fang’s family and Taiping.
“Oh.”
Lu Nan held the water glass, and there was no movement on his face.
Lin Yuhe continued to explain a little at a loss. “Miss Fang has a form to hand in this afternoon, I printed it for her…”
As he spoke, the water glass was lifted to his lips.
Lu Nan raised his chin and motioned, “Drink a little.”
Lin Yuhe’s lips were indeed a little dry. He was still holding the document in his hand, and he couldn’t spare any time, so he could only take a sip of Lu Nan’s hand.
After he finished drinking, Lu Nan asked, “When will the form be handed in?”
Lin Yuhe said, “I plan to go to school at one o’clock in the afternoon to give her the watch, and send a contract courier along the way.”
Lu Nan took a sip from the water glass.
“I’ll take you there.”
The man didn’t say anything more, and when he went out in the afternoon, he just saw off the people and left for the meeting.
Lin Yuhe breathed a sigh of relief quietly, as if the matter had just been exposed.
In a few days, it was the weekend, and Lu Nan’s hard-to-find psychiatrist arrived in Yancheng, and Lin Yuhe also went to see him as scheduled.
The psychiatrist had been working abroad before, and this meeting was not in a psychiatric clinic, but in an office of a research institute.
Lin Yuhe was taken aback when he saw the psychiatrist.
The doctor wears a pair of thin-rimmed square-rimmed glasses. He is gentle and courteous. He is in his forties, but his face does not reveal his real age at all.
Lin Yuhe was surprised. “…Uncle Xie?”
The other party was actually the uncle he knew when he was a child, his mother’s colleague, Xie Mingshen.
Although Lin Yuhe haven’t seen him for nearly ten years, Xie Mingshen’s appearance had hardly changed, so Lin Yuhe recognized him immediately.
Xie Ming smiled deeply, and there were some laugh lines at the corners of his eyes, revealing the gentleness and amiability that can only be accumulated at this age.
“Ning Ning, long time no see, you’ve grown up so much.”
He continued, “When I read the information before, I thought it was the same name, but I didn’t expect it was really you.”
It seems that Xie Mingshen just found out about this.
Lin Yuhe’s mother was a psychiatrist. When she was seven years old, Lin Yuhe and her mother left the countryside to return to the city to study, and met Uncle Xie in the same clinic. Two years later, Lin Yuhe’s mother passed away, and he was picked up by his father, who traveled all over the country for work all year round, and then lost contact with this uncle.
Later, Lin Yuhe studied psychology and saw Xie Mingshen’s name when reading literature. At this time, the other party had become a visiting professor at a well-known foreign university, with quite fruitful academic achievements, and he seemed to be a leader in this field.
Lin Yuhe really didn’t expect that he would meet each other again.
The two chatted a few words about the recent situation. This encounter was indeed fate, but the purpose of this time should not be forgotten. After a brief conversation, Xie Mingshen invited Lu Nan out and began to chat with Lin Yuhe alone.
Lin Yuhe had also studied psychology, but on the one hand, a doctor cannot heal himself, and on the other hand, what he has learned was only theoretical knowledge from textbooks, and he could not compare with professional psychologists. So, this time, Xie Mingshen took the lead in the whole process.
When Lin Yuhe met Xie Mingshen when they were young, the other party was already an excellent psychiatrist. After so many years, Xie Mingshen’s progress has deepened. Just by sitting there, people can naturally trust him and want to confide his thoughts to him.
The conversation between the two did not have a clear purpose, and the atmosphere was very relaxed. Compared with treatment, it was more like a chat.
After about an hour, the conversation ended, and after making an appointment for the next time, Xie Mingshen sent Lin Yuhe out.
“There is a project here. I will be in Yancheng recently. I have plenty of time. Let’s take our time.”
Psychological counseling was also a long-term process, which cannot be accomplished overnight.
Lin Yuhe nodded and thanked each other.
When he came out, Xie Mingshen talked to Lu Nan again, and then Lu Nan left with Lin Yuhe.
The two went downstairs, and Lu Nan asked, “Do you feel okay?”
Lin Yuhe said, “It’s okay.”
It was the snow melting period, the temperature was a little low, and the sky was vast and blue.
Lin Yuhe rubbed his nose. There was wind outside, and the tip of his nose was freezing cold.
Lin Yuhe actually felt a little uncomfortable.
Xie Mingshen was a very skilled psychiatrist, and his professionalism is unquestionable. Lin Yuhe has studied psychology, and in addition to being familiar with him from childhood acquaintance, he also had a professional yearning and respect for him.
But perhaps it was also because Lin Yuhe has studied psychology that he can’t help but think about the one-hour conversation, the questioning skills and the guidance of the doctor.
Although the conversation was relaxed, Lin Yuhe still had a feeling of being explored.
He was very clear that this was not the doctor’s problem, but his own problem.
It was also through this conversation that Lin Yuhe discovered that he was indeed resisting opening his heart.
Lu Nan discovered this before he himself realized it.
He also helped him find the most professional solution.
Lin Yuhe raised their palms together and rubbed their faces.
He let out a long breath.
Take it easy.
The frequency of psychological counseling was not too high, and basically every time there was an interval of more than two days. On one hand, Xie Mingshen still had work to do, and on the other hand, it was also because every conversation was a waste for Lin Yuhe. Rest was moderate, not too frequent.
After three consultations, Lin Yuhe received another message from Fang Zishu.
Fang Zishu said that Lu Nan sent someone to ask her about the document.
After that printing by mistake, Fang Zishu explained the document, saying that it was one of her interests and that it was a literary material she found.