Cong Xin followed her to the office.

Shu Yang poured her a glass of water, sat down and said, "I am Song Jingxing's friend, and of course he is also his attending physician. He started taking over him two years ago. The attending physician who took over before was my father."

There is still this origin? No wonder Song Jingxing treats her differently than others.

Shu Yang continued, "When I accepted him two years ago, the situation was the worst, and I had no will to live."

Cong Xin's face was pale.

Shu Yang said again, "I learned about you and him from Song Yan. He never said it himself. No matter how I induce it, he cannot speak. You know that only he is willing to say things can develop in a better way. After staying abroad for two years, his condition has not improved much. It is very bad for this to go on. The more times he has committed, the less conducive it is to recover. At this moment, he said that he wants to return to China, and I have no better way to open him, so he agreed to return to China. Maybe he can find a sudden entrance when he comes back."

Cong Xin couldn't help asking, "Have you found it?"

Shu Yang did not answer, just stared at her, "Why are you here today?"

"I..." Cong Xin had a lot of words in her heart, but she didn't know how to express them.

Shu Yang asked again, "What do you think he means to you?"

Cong Xin couldn't help but be stunned. What does it mean? Cong Xin never thought about this problem.

Shu Yang said, "Then I'll ask you again, are you still nostalgic for him when you appear here?"

This time Cong Xin nodded without hesitation, "I don't know what to say, I don't know whether it's nostalgic or something else. I just think I can't give up now."

"Sympathy?" Shu Yang said.

"You misunderstood." Cong Xin shook her head quickly, "I am not someone who can give up the relationship by sympathy. I didn't know that he was sick, so I didn't plan to give up."

"Skin sympathy can also create feelings." Shu Yang said, "Don't mind my repeated questions. If you don't have a firm heart, I think you'd better not get close to you."

"Why is it determined? I tell you that I am very determined now. Can you believe it?" Cong Xin asked back, "I can only say that I don't want to give up now. As for the future, I can only say that taking one step at a time. If it really comes to the day when I can't be together, I can't be together and can only leave."

Shu Yang looked at the person in front of him and was silent for a long time. No wonder the brothers said that she was cold-blooded and ruthless. The reality was that she saw it too thoroughly. Unlike those girls who grew up in honeypots, this is a kind of thinking that only after experiencing a lot of experiences can be developed.

If you think about it again, there is nothing wrong with such a person. He lives very clearly, knows how to persevere, and understands how to retreat from difficulties. Such a person is more suitable for Song Jingxing.

At least such a person will not be assimilated by him, and can lead him forward together. If he can't lead him, she will retreat and will not trap herself in.

This woman is almost completely different from Song Jingxing's mother. Song's mother's personality is too submissive, too accommodating, and too tolerant, so that she can get her whole life into it.

But Cong Xin is different. She is obedient on the surface, but she is very stubborn in her heart. She has her own style and will not affect her principles no matter what she faces.

Just like she said, she couldn't guarantee anything. She could only say that she didn't want to give up now. All she could guarantee is now. And such people often cherish every minute and every second in front of them.

Such people are loved and hated. No wonder Song Jingxing can't let go of them.

Shu Yang then mentioned the key point of the problem. "Although Song Jingxing's disease is very difficult, I think there is still a chance of treatment. Many people have deviled mental patients and think that if they have mental illness, they are crazy or fools. This is wrong. The spirit is like a human body, and the body still has a cold and fever. Why can't the spirit be there? Of course, I am not saying that his disease is like a cold and fever. I mean it is possible to treat it."

"I know, but how to treat it?" Cong Xin couldn't help asking.

"In addition to drugs and other treatment methods, the most important thing is the patient's will. Only with strong will can one fight against it." Shu Yang said, "Many people think that it is difficult to touch feelings like him, but in fact it is not. If used properly, it can help him overcome difficulties."

"Is that OK?" Cong Xin suspected.

"Why not?" Shu Yang firmly said, "Think about it, two people who have no blood relationship are together, but are willing to do a lot for each other. What a mysterious and great relationship. With ties and nostalgia, there is hope. Naturally, he will develop fighting spirit. As long as he has fighting spirit, there is nothing that cannot be overcome. Cong Xin, you are his ties and nostalgia." Shu Yang looked at her earnestly.

"Am I?" Cong Xin murmured.

"Of course you are." Shu Yang said with certainty, "As long as you give him hope, he will rekindle his fighting spirit."

Cong Xin said, "But, he kept saying that he didn't want to be with me."

"He is right and wrong. What if he doesn't want to come back? If he doesn't want to do, why do he try his best to approach you and pay attention to you everywhere?" Shu Yang then sighed, "It's just that he has a defense mechanism in his heart to isolate you. Only when you break through that defense mechanism can he believe in your care for him, so that he can measure whether you can go on together. He also has his own principles in his heart, to stay away from you, but he wants to get close to you, so he will be entangled in that way, giving you a feeling of coldness and heat. In fact, he feels the most uncomfortable."

After walking out of Shu Yang's office, Cong Xin sat in the yard for a long time before walking towards Song Jingxing's ward.

When he arrived at the door, Cong Xin rubbed her face for a while, then let out a long sigh before pushing open the door and walking in. Song Jingxing looked up at her and looked away. When she did not exist, she seemed to want to use this indifference to make her retreat.

Cong Xin sighed. She might have hesitated before talking to Shu Yang. After all, no matter how thick-skinned people are, they cannot ignore it. Now she has learned some of his struggles from Shu Yang, so she will not leave.

"Have you eaten?" Cong Xin stepped forward and asked.

"Eat." The answer was extremely perfunctory.

"What are you eating?" Cong Xin asked without saying a word.

"What else can it be?" He was very angry.

Cong Xin was stunned at first, then realized something, and couldn't help laughing. She was unhappy when the food was snatched away?

"Why are you laughing?" Song Jingxing looked at her side, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Cong Xin said, "I didn't say I was leaving?"

"Don't leave? What are you doing here?" Song Jingxing frowned and looked disgusted, "I heard Song Yan say you were called by Shu Yang to talk?"

Cong Xin nodded.

Song Jingxing put down the book in his hand, looked her up and down, and sneered, "Looking at your expression, what must have been told to you?"

Before Cong Xin could react, he said again, "If you don't say it, I know what she said to you. It's just using emotions to inspire the fighting spirit in my heart."

As he spoke, he got out of bed and walked towards Cong Xin, "Of course, I must have said the pain I suffered, and then made you feel pity and gained your sympathy. Are you full of sympathy for me now?"

Song Jingxing forced himself in front of him, reached out and raised her chin, and his eyes were aggressive.

Cong Xin didn't know what answer to do, so he would have answered yes. He would definitely be unhappy with this person's pride. If he answered no, that would have been indifferent, and it would be even more wrong.

"If there is, it's best to take it back. I don't need it. If there is no, it's best not to listen to what Shu Yang said. Her purpose is to do everything possible to cure me and realize her desire to challenge." Song Jingxing stroked her cheek with his hand, and Cong Xin didn't dare to breathe. "Don't get close to me, what I need is you who are far away."

Cong Xin swallowed and said, "If you don't want me to get close, you can't come back from abroad. In that case, I just want to get close, but I can't get close."

"You..." Song Jingxing gritted his teeth in anger, "Why can't I come back? You can't just not appear in front of me."

"It seems that you don't want to see me in your heart." Cong Xin said provocatively.

"You're talking nonsense." Song Jingxing was so angry that he moved his hand to her neck and grabbed it. "It seems that you don't realize the danger. Twisting your neck is easier than pinching an ant to death."

Although Cong Xin was very scared, she did not retreat, but looked at him directly, "That's right, but can you do it?"

"Why can't I do it? I have no reason when I get sick. I can't control myself. Whoever is closest to me will be the one I want to hurt the most."

"You are conscious and you can control yourself. Didn't you stop at the last moment that day?"

"What if I can't stop? You have been buried in the sea now." Song Jingxing almost shouted.

"But you don't have it. Even if you have it, I will admit it. It was the car I took the initiative to get in, and it's the same now." Cong Xin said.

"If you recognize me, I will not." Song Jingxing pushed her away, "It has nothing to do with you. We broke up two years ago."

"I heard Jiang Yihang say about the past. The reason why you are like that is because you are afraid that I will know."

"No." Song Jingxing shook his head, "He is just a fuse. What I did is exactly what I thought, and the same was true last night. I really want to take you to hell."

Cong Xin said, "There is still a difference between trying to do it. I was so angry that I thought about killing people, but I didn't."

"You didn't kill, because you are a normal person and have control ability, but I am abnormal. My brain is sick and I can't control myself. Do you understand?" Song Jingxing grabbed her shoulder and shook her, trying to wake her up, "I don't need feelings, I don't need you. Just let me stay like this, don't worry about me, stay away from me, the farther away, the better, otherwise you won't know how you die."

Seeing that she did not respond, Song Jingxing said angrily again, "Do you know?"

"I understand, stop shaking, I will vomit if I shake it again," said Cong Xin.

Song Jingxing let her go and said, "You go."

Cong Xin said, "I can't leave yet."

"Yeah?" Song Jingxing raised his eyebrows.

Cong Xin said, "My contract has not been fulfilled yet."

"What contract?" Song Jingxing asked in confusion.

"I signed the contract when I was an assistant, the contract you asked Fang Min to do." Cong Xin reminded.

"The two-year contract has long passed." Song Jingxing sneered, "You actually talk about the contract. Do you really want to stay away?"

Cong Xin also smiled. After a while, she suddenly put away her smile and said seriously, "It's not two years, but twenty years."

"Twenty years?" Song Jingxing sat down on the bed in shock.

Cong Xin showed him the photo on his mobile phone, "Did it be written on it for twenty years? Did you sign the name?"

"That's..." Song Jingxing couldn't argue.

Of course Cong Xin knew that he couldn't tell anything. She had indeed signed a two-year contract. As for the contract for these twenty years, he deceived her into signing without her knowledge. Cong Xin suspected that she asked her to sign it while she was drunk. Only at that time would she not think about reading the contract, otherwise she would definitely not sign it.

Twenty years have been a contract. This person asked her to sign such a contract, and must have wanted to threaten her with it in the future. However, she used it to threaten him.

"Look it clearly, your handwriting is above, and no one can imitate it." Cong Xin held his cell phone and shook it in front of him again.

Song Jingxing was so angry that his face turned red and his neck was thick, "Fang Min? Does she not want to live anymore?"

"You actually blame Fang Min? You should blame yourself? If you don't do such a contract, I won't get it." Cong Xin helped him bounce clothes that were not dusty. "This is called "If you want to think about others, you will not do it unless you do it. Oh, by the way, there is another sentence that is most appropriate, hit yourself in the foot with bricks."

The words "Cong Xin." were almost squeezed out of his mouth.

"I know, don't shout." Cong Xin said, "Since I have signed a contract, it will naturally be executed. Although it has been delayed for two years, I can't blame me. You are going abroad by yourself. Since you are back, let's execute it well. It's the same as before. In addition to being busy with your own work, I will help you take care of your daily life."

"No one asked you to execute the contract, please leave for me." Song Jingxing was furious.

Cong Xin pretended not to hear it, "Please take care of the boss in the future."

Song Jingxing wanted to kill someone at that time, then picked up the phone and said, "I want to go abroad and book a plane ticket for me."
To be continued...