Yan Xi said again: "Besides, I'm just skeptical. Doubt, I didn't say it must be."

Zhuang Yan couldn't help mocking: "What is this, Schrodinger's... depression?"

Yan Xi glared at him: "I asked the psychologist to describe Xie Ning's performance a little bit. The consultant suspected that he was depressed... But, after all, I am not myself. The consultant said that I would recommend him personally. Go to a psychiatrist for counseling and identification."

Zhuang Yan: "Xie Ning's psychologist is called Ji Wenbin, right? Have you asked him?"

"No," Yan Xi said. "It's useless to ask. Xie Ning hasn't looked for him yet."

Zhuang Yan was taken aback: "He didn't go?"

Yan Xi nodded, pursed her lips, and said in a low voice, "Xie Ning...he rejects the psychologist very much."

"Psychotherapy requires the cooperation of the person concerned. If he is very repulsive and disgusted, the effect may be counterproductive. So I can only persuade him a little bit, and dare not force him to see a psychologist."

There was a knock at the door, and after three clicks, the waiter came in with a tray to serve tea.

Yan Xi said thank you to the waiter.

Zhuang Yan pondered for a long time, until after the waiter left, he looked up at Yan Xi: "What did you look for before?"

"This is also the case." Yan Xi took a sip of tea. "Xie Ning has always been extremely repulsive of psychologists. Until the Chinese New Year, he suddenly asked me for the contact information of Doctor Ji."

Zhuang Yan: "At the time of Chinese New Year?"

Yan Xi glanced at him: "Yes, I think it should be related to you."

Zhuang Yan moved in his heart and asked, "What's the specific time? What day?"

Yan Xi said a few days.

Zhuang Yan recalled that with mixed feelings in his heart, he murmured, "It was... the day I confessed to him."

"I'm looking for you because of this." Yan Xi said, "Although I don't want to admit it,... you are special to Xie Ning."

Zhuang Yan repeated it in a low voice: "...special?"

Yan Xi said coldly: "He is very dependent on you. In other words, you can give him a sense of security. On Lan Zhai, I saw that he treats you differently, otherwise you think I will be easy to anyone. Let him take Xie Ning?"

Various clips of him and Xie Ning flashed in Zhuang Yan's mind, especially... Xie Ning was very dependent on his embrace.

Said it is safe and at ease.

He closed his eyes and opened them: "He has not responded to my confession so far because of this psychological problem-although I don't know what it is."

Yan Xi glanced at him and said impatiently, "How do I know."

Zhuang Yan ignored him, only feeling that he had knocked over a five-flavored bottle in his heart, and the tastes were mixed.

Yan Xi took a sip of tea: "I came to you because I think you should be informed about this matter, and...maybe you can help."

"What's busy?" Zhuang Yan asked, "Take him to see a psychologist?"

Yan Xi shook his head and solemnly said: "Don't force him, he..."

Before he finished speaking, his cell phone rang suddenly.

Yan Xi took out the phone and took a look, then raised his eyebrows in surprise.

He stood up and said quickly towards Zhuang Yan: "Doctor Ji sent me a message saying that Xie Ning went to him just now."

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