Duan Bo opened the screen. The man behind the screen was gone long ago, and the back door was still open, and he ran away in a hurry.

Jiang Yu didn't chase him, and sat calmly on the chair.

If you can run away, you can't run away from the temple.

Duan Bo poured a cup of tea for Jiang Yu, pulled a chair and sat next to her, looked at her stroking the little white snake in her hand, and asked with difficulty: "You are really Brother Li's girlfriend."

"He didn't mention me?"

"No, but he mentioned this snake, saying it was left by a very important person." Duan Bo said: "He really likes this snake. He feeds quail eggs every day, which is more concerned than taking care of himself."

Jiang Yu poked the little white snake's head: "A Lili, your father still has a little conscience."

Duan Bo laughed: "When you see you, you will know why Brother Li hasn't been in love in the past two years."

My ex-girlfriend is already at the ceiling level, who else can he see?

"Does your clinic have business?" Jiang Yu asked curiously.

"Business is good."

When talking about career, Duan Bo immediately became interested and introduced to Jiang Yu: "Don't look at our store, our daily business is really good. The expensive psychoanalysts on the market are billed by minutes. Ordinary people come to us wherever they can pay, after all, the price is cheap."

Duan Bo gave Jiang Yu a price list, and the services on the price list were naturally marked with clear prices.

Listen and enlightenment: 90

Couple relationship mediation: 120

Children's Psychological Analysis: 220

Deep Hypnosis: 320

......

As Duan Bo said, the price is not expensive, even cheaper than the price of Jiang Manyi and his physiotherapy club.

"Are you and Qiu Li doing these tasks together?"

"I am picking up customers most of the time in the store." Duan Bo explained: "Brother Li has been preparing for the study and exam recently, and he also has external tasks."

"External mission?"

"Well, some clients will ask him to come to consult."

"Do you know what kind of customer it is? How much does it cost and what kind of work he needs to do?"

"Wow, you are really his girlfriend. As soon as you come, you will directly investigate your financial situation!"

Jiang Yu was eager to understand what Qiu Li was doing now, whether it was involved in the brink of crime, and where he had gone.

She had to figure out all his situation in order to find a way to change the future.

Duan Bo scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "He never told me about Brother Li's affairs, and I know nothing about his external work."

"When will he be back?"

"This...it's hard to say, maybe tonight, maybe tomorrow, or half a month later."

Jiang Yu sat down beside the sofa and said leisurely: "Okay, then I'll wait for him here."

"Ah, are you going to wait for him here?"

"I won't bother you to pick up customers. I will avoid it if necessary, but I have to wait until he comes back."

Duan Bo scratched his head, picked up his cell phone and went outside the door to call Qiu Li: "Brother Li, sister-in-law, she won't leave anymore, she said she would wait for you to come back."

Qiu Li sat alone on the dam by the sea, carrying a stone to drift water: "Tell her, I don't want to see her, let her go."

"No, my sister-in-law looks a little fierce. I dare not say it, otherwise I will give her the phone and you will tell me."

"I... dare not."

“…”

Duan Bo hung up the phone and received Jiang Yu in great tea and water. He was afraid that she would be bored, so he asked her to play mobile games together.

However, Jiang Yu was not interested in mobile games. She went straight to the studio on the second floor and looked around.

The second floor studio looks like a separate study room, with high bookshelf on three sides against the walls. The bookshelf is filled with heavy psychological monographs, and many of them are foreign classics.

In the middle is a large whiteboard, with markers on the whiteboard drawing the side section of the human brain, and some notes that Jiang Yu couldn't understand.

Jiang Yu turned around and saw her Midsummer Night Star Crystal Stone in the most conspicuous position of a glass cabinet.

The crystal stone has been carefully maintained and has a very full gloss even in a dull environment.

In addition, there are photos of her public performances in the past two years posted on the counter.

It is no wonder Duan Bo said "sister-in-law". After being hypnotized, Jiang Yu always thought that Qiu Li had a new girlfriend and started a new life. However, in fact, Qiu Li may never have forgotten her one day.

Duan Bo knocked on the door and said to Jiang Yu: "Well, sister-in-law, I'm going to close the door here. Brother Li is sure that he won't come back tonight. Look, why don't you go back today and come tomorrow."

"I didn't book a hotel, so stay here tonight, no problem."

"Ah this..."

"I can pay you the room fee."

"No need, this shop was originally opened by Brother Li, but..." Duan Bo hesitated and said to Jiang Yu: "You should be careful when you live here alone."

"Why?"

"This room...is not clean. When there is no one at night, the neighbors always say that they can hear strange sounds, like women crying."

Jiang Yu: "..."

Duan Bo continued to scare Jiang Yu: "And this is the old city area, the circuit is aging very badly, and power outages are often done at night. If you insist on staying, you are rushing to get out of power at night and are frightened, Brother Li will definitely feel distressed, so..."

Jiang Yu: "If he really feels sorry for him, he will come to accompany me. If he doesn't come, I will wait until he comes."

"Why."

Duan Bo had no choice but to hand over the keys to Jiang Yu for safekeeping. He had to go to school to go to school at night.

Before leaving, he reminded Jiang Yu: "It's really not peaceful in the evening. Be careful by yourself. When it gets dark, lock the door and don't come out. There are a lot of hooligans on the street."

"Thanks."

After Duan Bo left, Jiang Yu randomly picked a book of Freud's psychoanalysis on Qiu Li's bookcase, curled up on a chair, and started reading it with relish.

She can't quite understand the specific content in the book, but she likes to read Qiu Li's annotations and experiences in the blank space on the book.

His font is very powerful and powerful running script, and his characters are as firm and beautiful as him.

Jiang Yu likes to read his experiences in books. Through these words, he seems to be able to understand his thoughts and state of mind at that time.

She flipped through page by page, gently rubbing every word he wrote with her eyes.

Before I knew it, it was already nine o'clock in the evening.

Jiang Yu felt a little tired, yawned, put down the book, curled up on the single sofa to take a nap. At this moment, the electric light suddenly turned off.

Jiang Yu: "..."

She turned on the flashlight and walked to the light switch and pressed it. The room was still pitch black.

Duan Bo did not lie to her. The circuit in this area was aging and there were many people using electricity at night, so it was easy to break the gate.

Jiang Yu couldn't repair the switch, so she took the flashlight back to the sofa, browsed her Weibo in the dark for a while, chatted with her parents in the family group—

[Jiang Yu patted Xie Yuan and called him dad.]

[Cheng Ye patted Jiang Yu and said that I am your father.]

[Xie Yuan patted Cheng Ye and kicked him away.]

Jiang Manyi:...

"Don't be naive!"

At this moment, Jiang Yu heard a rustling sound outside the door, and suddenly sat up and listened vigilantly.

The surroundings are quiet, so the sound of unlocking is particularly obvious.

Soon, the roller shutter door was opened and someone walked in.

Jiang Yu was so scared that her heart contracted. She tiptoed under the desk, hugged her knees and held her cell phone tightly.

Whenever something is wrong, she will call the police immediately.

After the man walked in, he tried the power switch first and found that the power was indeed out of power. He turned on the flashlight, swept around the room, and then saw Freud's psychoanalytical notes on the coffee table.

Jiang Yu held her cell phone nervously, slowed down her breathing, and her heart was about to jump out of her chest.

The man seemed to be sitting on the sofa, "click", "click", "click"... playing with the lid of the lighter.

In the quiet air, even the sound of breathing is so clear.

"Little Rain."

The man's low voice called out these two words, and Jiang Yu's tense heartstrings suddenly relaxed.

It's... Qiu Li.
To be continued...