Qin Feiyue hadn't heard from his younger brother on the phone in a long time. Psychologists were constantly visiting his house, leaving him no time for emotional distress. Leaving aside whether his illness was cured, these psychologists... well, he couldn't escape them now.
Gradually, he got used to it. Every day, a psychologist would take turns coming to his home to provide treatment. To put it nicely, it was called treatment; to be honest, it was really just playing with him! Recently, he's almost mastered all the arts, including music, chess, calligraphy, and painting!
What is Feiyue doing?
I want to call my brother.
"Alright, go ahead and fight."
"Really?"
"Really, we have never restricted your freedom. The task Chairman Huo assigned us was simply to treat you and prevent you from committing suicide. Everything else is up to you."
Qin Feiyue froze for a moment, his face turning red with embarrassment. "Why didn't you say so earlier! These past few days he's been like a retired old man, with a group of people accompanying him for walks every day."
The key point is that these psychologists all dress like business elites.
Every time I go out, I attract the attention of passersby who stop and stare at me.
Qin Feiyue felt like he'd never been surrounded by so many people in his entire life. Now, forget about being depressed, he couldn't even muster the energy to go to the bathroom. He just wanted to go in peace and quiet... and didn't want anyone waiting outside!
Now that he had finally gotten his phone back, he cleared his throat and called his younger brother.
"Hey, Xiaoshi, what are you doing?" Qin Feiyue lowered his voice and spoke gently.
"Brother, are you alright? How are you feeling?" Luo Beishi sounded a little guilty on the other end of the line; he had said he was going to find Qin Feiyue, but he had forgotten.
But my husband said that Qin Feiyue is doing well lately, with a large group of people with him.
Now that someone was with her, Luo Beishi felt at ease. Recently, she had been spending all her free time with her dear husband, and for a while, she had forgotten that there was a brother watching over her.
Qin Feiyue: "Fortunately, he's strong and healthy, and walks with incredible speed. The doctor your husband sent is basically a bodyguard in disguise."
Luo Beishi let out an "Ah!" and then laughed, "Really? Are they that handsome?"
Qin Feiyue: "You are handsome, but your brother is straight, okay?"
Luo Beishi: "Haha, bro, I know. What's wrong with being a straight man? What's there to be afraid of? By the way, do you have time? Come over to my house for dinner."
Huo Cixiao snorted coldly, picked up a meatball, and put it into Luo Beishi's mouth.
The warm and harmonious atmosphere between the two made Qin Feiyue feel superfluous.
Luo Beishi chuckled as she chewed on the meatball, watching her husband being wary of even his own brother; he was such a jealous little devil.
After swallowing, he looked at Qin Feiyue and said, "Brother, are you free lately?"
Qin Feiyue nodded. "Okay, go ahead."
So they discussed going to Wu You'an's house over the dinner table.
Qin Feiyue got goosebumps after hearing his brother's guess.
" Wu You'an, how should I put it, I don't think he's that kind of person... He just seems like a genuinely kind-hearted person."
Luo Beishi nodded. "Murderers on TV usually act mild and polite to outsiders, and the neighbors and villagers all say they are good people after being interviewed once."
Qin Feiyue paused, his chopsticks still. "No... bro, can't you just let me eat in peace?"
Luo Beishi: "Huh? Haven't you eaten in a long time?"
Qin Feiyue: "No, I'm a little scared. When I used to live in a mountain village, I would tremble with fear every night while sleeping on my cramped bed."
Luo Beishi: "How could you say that?"
Qin Feiyue chuckled, "Isn't that because my younger brother cares about me? Even when I was little, I felt sorry for my older brother."
Luo Beishi smacked his lips. "Caring about you isn't a difficult thing, but the way to eliminate fear is to face it head-on!"
Besides, aren't you two on pretty good terms? Why don't you go visit him, bring a few chickens and ducks, and comfort him, soothe his nerves after being hanging from the 60th floor a few days ago. Just think about it, he was hanging from the 60th floor! That's incredibly high.
Qin Feiyue listened and nodded seriously. "So should I doubt him, or care about him?"
Luo Beishi: "Of course, you can suspect him while also caring about him. There's no conflict. Besides, don't you want to know the secret behind that hidden door in his house? It leads to the basement."
Qin Feiyue got even more goosebumps. "What if it's really like in the TV shows, and he's been pretending to be a nice guy all along, and I accidentally discover his secret and he kills me? Then I'll never see you again!"
As Qin Feiyue spoke, he started to shed tears, looking quite aggrieved.
Luo Beishi: "!!!!" Ahhhhh, I'm so damn stupid!
How could I let my only brother be afraid!
I'm so damn stupid!
My brother is already such a coward, and I still want him to go on adventures!
I'm so damn stupid!
Huo Cixiao, who was standing to the side, couldn't help but ask, "Weren't you very courageous when you committed suicide?"
Qin Feiyue: "..." Please don't bring it up, okay? It's really embarrassing.
He sobbed and argued, "That's not the same. I don't want to really die. At most, it will hurt a little when I hurt myself."
Seeing Qin Feiyue shedding tears, Luo Beishi suddenly understood the feeling of looking at a cute girl. Her pitiful appearance, if it weren't for her height, he would have given her a hug.
"Brother, don't do that again. How foolish! If you're not getting better, then let the psychologists live with you forever, for your mental health."
Qin Feiyue: "..." Now the depression is almost gone, but the bipolar disorder is almost developing!
Huo Cixiao: "You can choose one of the psychologists to be your bodyguard boyfriend. They are all specially trained and have good physical fitness, agility, attack power, and defense."
Qin Feiyue stopped crying and wiped away his tears, "Really?"
Huo Cixiao nodded.
Two days later, in the morning
Wu You'an had just gotten up. The film crew had stopped working today; apparently, the investors had withdrawn their funding, and he heard there were some problems. He didn't pay much attention; since he had no schedule, he was exercising at home.
"Ding-a-ling~"
"They're here," the peephole revealed Qin Feiyue leading a handsome, fair-skinned young man. The man was wearing a black suit, and his hands were not visible, but it seemed he was carrying a gift.
Wu You'an immediately opened the door, and a strange, unidentified smell wafted out.
"Coo coo coo..."
"Gagaga!"
The man in black carried a large hen in his left hand and a black-feathered duck in his right, while Qin Feiyue was carrying several bags of gifts.
"Long time no see, Xiao'an!"
Wu You'an was so frightened that he quickly took two steps back. " Qin Feiyue, you want to kill me!"
Qin Feiyue: "Nonsense, I came all this way to see you and comfort you. Look at what you're saying."
Wu You'an: "If I could, I'd rather we weren't friends. Come in." He pinched his nose, looking extremely disgusted.