[Child: It’s not Saturday, why are you up so early?]
[Sister: Woken up by the birds, I have a case this morning~]
[Child: Smiley face jpg. Rember to have a good breakfast.]
[Sister: The soy milk is cooking in the kitchen.]
...
Honestly, the boss sneakily playing on his phone during a eting is a bit bold.
But, there’s nothing you can do, he is the big boss.
He’s got the privilege to do so.
Everyone at the MM Fund Partners knows their boss has a very old mobile phone.
Ever since they first saw him, this phone seed to have been used for a long ti.
It’s a model that the brand stopped producing a long ti ago.
The issue is, after all these years, he still uses it and cherishes it a lot, carrying it with him every day.
It’s quite intriguing.
It’s said that Assistant Jin once subtly asked the boss if he wanted to retire this phone.
What did the boss say back then?
"Changing phones is the beginning of so mories fading away."
...
Being able to leisurely watch the colors of the seasons soften the years, while inner determination guards life.
Such is a fairy-tale life.
The flowers have been watered, and the soy milk is ready.
It’s just half-past seven in the morning, the perfect ti for breakfast.
A cup of soy milk, paired with red bean bread, curry sausage bun, was the ultimate delicacy in childhood and remains a mory now.
Simple food brings a full sense of happiness.
After breakfast, Ning Youguang started tidying up the room.
While cleaning up, he received a ssage from Zhuang Yijing on WeChat.
[Yi Jing: First day at Old Man Zhuang’s company today, already in the conference room drinking coffee waiting for the eting, jotting down notes for posterity. By the way, Starbucks’ S’mores Latte is too sweet, I can’t drink it.]
A few days ago, Zhuang Yijing just returned to the country, and she was quickly dragged to the company by Boss Zhuang as a workhorse.
Ning Youguang laughed and typed a ssage on the phone.
[Little Fairy: I’m having soy milk this morning, it’s not bad. You should try it tomorrow morning too.]
...
Jincheng.
Kai City Group Building, a conference room.
Having just returned from abroad, the newly appointed General Manager, Little Zhuang, closed her phone.
Quietly glanced at the S’mores Latte she had taken just one sip of and disliked, then decided to gulp it down.
After all, wasting it would be a sha.
Closing her eyes, she frowned as she drank the large cup of coffee, and just as she was about to stand up to throw it away, a male hand from the side stopped her.
"Little Zhuang, just leave it to ," the hand belonged to Little Zhuang’s assistant.
Boss Zhuang had carefully selected him from the elite team for his daughter’s use.
He’s a young man, just over 1.7 ters tall, neither overweight nor underweight, with a round face, ordinary looks, and wearing glasses.
Zhuang Yijing didn’t stand on ceremony, "Thanks."
After the assistant returned from throwing away the trash, she instructed him, "I want multigrain soy milk tomorrow morning."
"Okay, Miss Zhuang." The assistant smiled and nodded, the dimples on his round face adding a solid 0.5 points to his appearance.
...
Shortly after eight-forty, Li Qing appeared at Ning Youguang’s dorm room door.
As soon as he opened the door, Ning Youguang’s eyes fell on the oversized black sunglasses on her face.
Today, Li Qing was dressed casually, wearing a pair of oversized black sunglasses.
Luckily, it’s already sumr, so wearing sunglasses in the morning doesn’t look too odd.
After Ning Youguang closed the dorm room door.
She imdiately took off her sunglasses, revealing a face that was pale, with severe dark circles under the eyes, and red bloodshot eyes, looking like she was ill.
She was even thinner than when he saw her last week, and she seed very unwell.
"Did you drive yourself?" Ning Youguang motioned for Li Qing to sit on the single sofa.
"I took a taxi." Li Qing shook her head, "I don’t dare drive myself when going out now." Afraid of getting into an accident any minute.
Ning Youguang poured her a glass of water, "If there’s sothing wrong with your body, I can take your pulse first."
Li Qing sat down, her gaze sowhat vacant, "I went for a check-up, there’s nothing wrong. It’s just insomnia, getting worse, I can’t sleep all night, and sleeping pills don’t help."
"Just a week, but it’s gotten so serious. Has sothing happened?"
Since Li Qing was a friend, Ning Youguang was more gentle and relaxed in attitude during sessions with her than with strangers.
Of course, this was just her external deanor.
In truth, as a psychologist, Ning Youguang was very aware that doing sessions with people you’re close to requires keeping your mind tight, ensuring your thoughts remain awake and objective at all tis.
Otherwise, she could easily be led astray by them.
If a psychologist holds prejudices against a client, then they won’t be able to precisely address the core issues the client currently faces during sessions.
Li Qing looked at Ning Youguang, a line of worry creasing her brow, her expression pained, "This week, almost every day, that Little Fairy would show off her love life to , intentionally or not. Even worse, she ca directly to thank , saying thank you for giving her and her boyfriend the chance to et, and they want to take out for dinner."
She said this almost through gritted teeth, each word fiercely expressing her emotions.
Before welcoming Li Qing inside, Ning Youguang had lit so cedar incense in the room. The slender tendrils of smoke from the incense burning in a white porcelain holder added a touch of tranquility to the space.
Cedar incense has a calming effect on emotions, its fragrance was light and natural.
Ning Youguang looked at her calmly, not stopping her from this mont of agitation.
She needed to vent.
...
After the last gathering, she already knew what had caused her severe insomnia and today’s emotional outburst.
The burning rage was a thousand tis better than letting the gloom in her heart fernt into evil energy.
Being able to show such a truly haggard face and erupt intensely with emotion was far better than last week’s fully armored facade, like a perfect fake.
Last week, Li Qing was beautiful, but lifeless.
...
After a long ti, when Li Qing quieted down.
Ning Youguang asked, "What do you think about during insomnia?"
"Wanting not to think about them, wanting to stay away, often telling myself not to think about it, but..."
"It’s useless?"
"Yes, my brain doesn’t follow my orders. The more I try not to think, the more I think about it." After saying this, Li Qing raised her fist and knocked her head a few tis.
Ning Youguang worried that she might hurt herself by doing this, reached out and handed her a beige cushion.
"Your way of combating insomnia is to make yourself not think about the things that feel so painful and frustrating, resulting in your mind going into high gear and being unable to stop."
Li Qing took the cushion and held it in her arms.
With sothing in her hands, she stopped hitting herself.
"Yeah."
"Isn’t this like drinking poison to quench thirst?"
"Yes, this thod makes utterly exhausted, my brain can’t think normally, last week’s work was greatly affected, causing my leader to have a talk with , asking if there was a family issue, resulting in such a poor state, and asking if I need to go back to handle family matters before returning to work."
Li Qing shrank back and collapsed onto the sofa.
"It’s not like anything’s wrong at ho..." Tears stread from Li Qing’s eyes, "The problem is, I can’t talk about it with anyone at the company." After a while, she added, "I haven’t told any of my friends either."
Ning Youguang nodded, "Thank you for your trust."
Li Qing opened her mouth, licking her dry lips, "I trust your professional ability."
"That is also a form of trust." Ning Youguang chuckled lightly.
Whether it was from venting her angry emotions just now, or the calming effect of the incense in the room.
Li Qing gradually relaxed.
After a mont of silence, she hesitantly asked, "How do you think I compare to Little Fairy in terms of conditions?"
"What kind of conditions are you referring to?"
"In terms of conditions that attract the opposite sex, what else? Isn’t it just looks, education, family background, IQ, and so on."
Ning Youguang took a slow sip of water, thought for a mont, and said, "I don’t know Little Fairy well, just based on the one ti I t her, I can only say that her looks and deanor don’t match up to yours."
For the first ti, Li Qing smiled, "Not only does she not match up to , she’s far worse, alright?! Even though I didn’t study my major very solidly in university, I still graduated as a master’s student from the National University of Science and Technology, a 985 institution. My hotown is a new first-tier city, not extrely wealthy, but with so assets. I’m the only child, my appearance, though not a great beauty, I’d say about a six."
Ning Youguang smiled and nodded, "Very good conditions, indeed a ’Beijing’s White Rich and Beautiful’ with a house, car, and savings."
This was the title Li Qing gave herself when she treated old classmates to dinner after buying a house in Beijing with the down paynt given by her parents last year. She rembered it clearly.
Bringing up that title again now was also to help Li Qing relax a bit more.
Li Qing was indeed amused, but then thinking of Little Fairy, her eyes dimd again with a hurt and gloomy look, "Little Fairy, born in a remote small county, a score of five on looks would be an exaggerated complint, graduated from an average university, working in our company as a regular administrative staff, with diocre work ability. I’d never thought I’d fall for a handso guy and end up having to compete with her, no, not compete, I don’t even have the qualification to contend with her, my world is falling apart."
"You’re not good at love anymore." Ning Youguang said calmly.
"It’s more than just not being good at love, this whole thing represents failure and humiliation for , okay?" Li Qing said indignantly.
At the sa ti, her face was full of disdain and contempt.
One couldn’t tell if she was despising the Little Fairy she completely looked down on, or the handso guy who overlooked her. 1314
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