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　　Guan Han raised her wrist to look at her watch. "It's at 3 p.m, there's still twenty-eight minutes."
　　
　　Qin Yinong hummed in a low voice, and closed her eyes.
　　
　　Qin Yinong's psychologist, surnamed Wang, is a female doctor in her thirties. She was born with a kind face, one that makes others couldn’t help but feel familiar with.
　　
　　"You’re here." Doctor Wang nodded gently.
　　
　　Qin Yinong sat on the sofa opposite of her and smiled familiarly. "Long time no see."
　　
　　Guan Han closed the door of the consultation room.
　　
　　The room was lit with calming and sleep-aid incense, which curled around the tip of the nose, and the scent was soothing and light.
　　
　　Wang Lin and Qin Yinong had known each other for many years. Not long after she entered the industry, she started to receive psychological treatments here intermittently because of her stress. Every time she came here, she was stretched to her breaking point, and that made Qin Yinong very nervous. But the effect of each session did its job, Qin Yinong's position in the industry also grew higher and higher so the number of things that could hurt her became less and less—gradually reducing the frequent visits.
　　
　　Wang Lin thought she was going to turn for the better, and was ready to congratulate her in advance. Who could have known that the sister that she kept talking about would leave, especially in that way? The situation worsened afterwards. Even today, it was still the same, she hadn’t made any progress.
　　
　　She couldn't take it anymore, so she came over to chat with Wang Lin. She would talk, sleep and leave, and then would come back, repeating the cycle.
　　
　　There was a sofa in the consultation room. Wang Lin gave her a pillow. Qin Yinong laid flat on the sofa with the pillow, and closed her eyes in the gentle smell of the fragrance.
　　
　　Wang Lin greeted her like an old friend: "You haven't come for a month, too busy with work?"
　　
　　"Yeah, with filming. It's so much trouble running around abroad."
　　
　　"Did you meet anyone interesting this time?"
　　
　　"Hmm, a director, he's a bit playful, his name is Thompson, he has a beard, and he likes to cook. There was one time he even cooked turkey for us when we weren’t filming, but his cooking skills are actually terrible." Qin Yinong laughed. "The courage is commendable."
　　
　　The light topic gradually relaxed Qin Yinong's stiff limbs.
　　
　　They chatted.
　　
　　"Do you still have nightmares at night?" Wang Lin asked.
　　
　　Qin Yinong's shoulder line immediately hunched, engaging in a defensive posture. Wang Lin put her finger on her temple and pressed it gently.
　　
　　Qin Yinong's tight shoulders relaxed slowly.
　　
　　"Yeah." Qin Yinong replied, "It's still the same as before."
　　
　　After a pause, she said, "I always dream about the times from when I was a child, which had some good and some bad moments. Sometimes I dream about how my sister taught me how to read, sometimes I dream about how she took me outside to play and fly a kite. Then, sometimes I dream about the time a man beat my mother. And how my sister would put on those mp3 earphones she bought for me... But at the end of every dream, it was... it was... she clearly told me that she was going abroad… she..."
　　
　　Qin Yinong's thick eyelashes trembled violently, and the corners of her eyes exuded a crystal drop, which silently rolled down on the side of her cheek.
　　
　　She couldn't continue, sobbing softly.
　　
　　Wang Lin sighed inwardly, gently pulled at her unconsciously clenched fist, and softly said, "What about Yaoyao? Have you ever dreamed of them?"
　　
　　Wang Lin didn't know who this "Yaoyao" was, whether they were a male or a female. She didn't even know which of these two characters are or even how their name is pronounced. Two years ago, this name came out of Qin Yinong’s mouth, and since then, she would not stop talking about this person. Part of the reason was that Qin Yinong would willingly talk about them, and the other part was that Wang Lin was willing to listen to her talk.
　　
　　Because Wang Lin found out that these two words "Yaoyao" to Qin Yinong, like a fish stranded on the shore—no matter how emotional she was, she would calm down quickly, and she won’t be able to stop smiling.
　　
　　Sure enough, once she mentioned "Yaoyao", Qin Yinong slowly stopped crying, and her undulating heart eased.
　　
　　"Dreamed of her leaving me." Qin Yinong's eyelashes trembled slightly, as if to open her eyes, but she forced them closed again.
　　
　　She often said that. Wang Lin used details Qin Yinong provided to infer some of her feelings. For example, there was some kind of protocol between her and this "Yaoyao", and after a set time limit, they would split up.
　　
　　"Do they want to leave you?"
　　
　　"Don’t think so." Qin Yinong sighed.
　　
　　"Have you ever thought of keeping them?" Wang Lin asked gently.
　　
　　Wang Lin actually wondered who this person was. She and Qin Yinong had known each other for many years, and their relationship exceeded that of a doctor and patient. Whether as a doctor or as a friend, she hoped that Qin Yinong would recover soon. For so many years, she had done everything that she could, exhausted her methods, but still she could only maintain Qin Yinong's stability for a period of time. She intuitively felt that "Yaoyao" was a good medicine for her. If there was anyone who could soothe her battered heart, this person was most likely her best choice.
　　
　　However, "Yaoyao" could also aggravate her condition.
　　
　　Wang Lin had to slowly test.
　　
　　Qin Yinong shook her head.
　　
　　"Why?"
　　
　　Qin Yinong was silent, thin lips pressed together tightly, and silently expressed resistance. This was rare.

　　Alright.
　　
　　She couldn’t touch on this question further, but in a sense, it showed that she cares for "Yaoyao".
　　
　　Wang Lin gave up in time.
　　
　　……
　　
　　Guan Han looked at her watch every five minutes. After fifteen minutes, Wang Lin came out, turned around, and gently closed the door of the consultation room.
　　
　　Guan Han stepped forward quietly and looked at the closed door.
　　
　　The two exchanged glances.
　　
　　Wang Lin mouthed. "She’s asleep."
　　
　　Guan Han breathed a sigh of relief, and said, "Thank you."
　　
　　In the afternoon, Wang Lin only had an appointment with Qin Yinong alone, so now she was free. Qin Yinong was sleeping inside, while she and Guan Han were sitting on the sofa in the reception room. Guan Han had Qin Yinong’s itinerary in the iPad in her hand and was looking for Tang Ruoyao's new clips online, the good ones were all saved into the favorites section of Qin Yinong's account.
　　
　　She felt eyes looking her up and down.
　　
　　Guan Han put the tablet away, raised her eyes and said, "Doctor Wang, do you have something to tell me?"
　　
　　Wang Lin's face was flustered.
　　
　　For a psychologist, what she was going to do next would be unprofessional.
　　
　　Guan Han: "If you have something to say, say it."
　　
　　Wang Lin gritted her teeth and said, "Who is Yaoyao?"
　　
　　Guan Han was not surprised, and asked calmly, "Did Qin jie tell you to ask me?"
　　
　　Wang Lin shook her head. "No, I’m asking on my own."
　　
　　Guan Han narrowed her eyes. "As a doctor or a friend?"
　　
　　Wang Lin responded, "Friend.”
　　
　　Guan Han was indifferent. "No comment."
　　
　　Wang Lin wondered. "What if as a doctor?"
　　
　　Guan Han said blankly, "It’s not appropriate for you to bypass her and ask me directly. I’ll report this to Qin jie."
　　
　　Wang Lin: "..."
　　
　　Guan Han opened the tablet again, lowered her head and swiped on the screen, then said, "I'm busy right now. As you will."
　　
　　***
　　
　　Qin Yinong slept until it was dark outside, and the room was quiet. She sat up on the sofa, shook her dizzy head, stretched out her hand to turn on the lamp on the table, and the light caused her to close her eyes again.
　　
　　Qin Yinong called Guan Han outside the room.
　　
　　Guan Han pushed open the door and entered, carrying a packaged meal in her hand.
　　
　　She unpacked the takeaway box and spread it on the table, passing the chopsticks into Qin Yinong's hand. Qin Yinong tasted the rice and vegetables, the temperature was good, and raised her eyebrows with interest.
　　
　　"Guan Han."
　　
　　 Guan Han looked up. Qin Yinong was full of spirits from rest, and her face also seemed to have a lot more color to it. Her gaze was a bit playful.
　　
　　"What's wrong?"
　　
　　"How do you always prepare stuff so well yourself?" Qin Yinong pointed at the steaming, low-oil and low-salt stir-fry with the tip of her chopsticks.
　　
　　Guan Han seldom smiled. "I don’t know either, I have a good heart?"
　　
　　Qin Yinong snorted.
　　
　　Guan Han coughed and explained seriously, "Actually, it’s because you always sleep for four or five hours each time, so I ordered dinner after four hours. I specifically asked for a tinfoil to keep the food warm, so it won’t get cold easily. If you wake up really late, Dr. Wang... There is a microwave oven here, so I can heat it up. You are not picky about food anyway."
　　
　　There was a very brief pause when she mentioned Dr. Wang, but Qin Yinong didn't notice.
　　
　　Guan Han frowned invisibly, her eyes flashed, and in the end she decided against telling Qin Yinong about Wang Lin asking her about Tang Ruoyao privately.
　　
　　The most important thing in therapy is to maintain a complete sense of trust in the doctor before you can talk freely. When Qin Yinong’s situation was at its worst, she tried to find a few internationally renowned consultants, but she wasn’t able to trust any of them at all.
　　
　　Wang Lin is a psychologist that she had contacted since her debut, and was able to easily gain her trust. Later, her heart hardened, and Wang Lin became the only one she could trust. Right now, Wang Lin’s treatment still has some effectiveness. If Qin Yinong's trust in her is destroyed, Guan Han doesn’t think she’d be able to find anyone to replace her.
　　
　　"Have you eaten?" She retrieved her fraying thoughts. Qin Yinong, who was in a relaxed mood, didn't think much, and asked.
　　
　　"I have." Guan Han said, "I warmed up those beef pies."
　　
　　Qin Yinong: "..."
　　
　　Guan Han faintly added. "Doctor Wang also took one from me, I didn't even get to taste that one."
　　
　　The implication was obvious.
　　
　　Qin Yinong looked at her bitter expression, and suddenly wanted to laugh.
　　
　　"Did she say if it’s good?" Qin Yinong teased her deliberately.
　　
　　"Very." How could it not be?! She almost grabbed a second one! Fortunately, she was responsive and protected the beef pies in time!
　　
　　"Then I will make more tomorrow, and you can send some over to her." Qin Yinong thought for a while and came up with such an idea.
　　
　　Guan Han: "!!!"
　　
　　Nevermind that she wasn’t getting any, she even had to deliver them to someone else!
　　
　　Guan Han opened her mouth, lowered her eyes, and said in a dull voice, "Okay.”
　　
　　Qin Yinong chuckled lightly, patted Guan Han's head, and softly said, "Kidding, if you want to eat it tomorrow, I will have breakfast at my house, and I will make it for you."
　　
　　She really was in a great mood.
　　
　　Even after she finished eating, Guan Han never saw the faint smile on her face disappear. Guan Han eased her breathing, hoping that such a pleasant smile would stay for a while.
　　
　　When they were about to leave, Wang Lin deliberately mentioned the beef pies and asked where she bought them. Qin Yinong looked at Guan Han in surprise, who was wearing such a cold face. She understood in her heart and replied gently, "I was in Binzhou this morning and bought them there."
　　
　　Binzhou is more than two thousand kilometers away from the capital.
　　
　　Wang Lin couldn't hide her disappointment. "Ah, then forget it."
　　
　　Guan Han straightened her back without a trace, standing straight.
　　
　　Guan Han accompanied Qin Yinong out of the clinic. After getting in the car, Qin Yinong looked at Guan Han and joked. "Happy?"
　　
　　Guan Han tucked her long hair awkwardly, concealing her red ears.
　　
　　“I found another edited video of Miss Yao for you, do you want to watch it?" Guan Han changed the subject abruptly after a while.
　　

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small theater:
Guan Han (makes a fist): Except for Miss Yao, I must be sister Qin's favorite cub!
Tang Ruoyao (sour lemon): You ate her fried noodles, you ate her pies, and you have to go to her house for breakfast. Happiness is yours, i have nothing
Guan Han: You can drink sister's water!
Qin Water dispenser Yinong: My sister is dead, don’t cue me [smile reveals that I want to drink]. Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

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