Damn it, it should be much more honest.

"The cost of the surgery..."

Qin Ye took out his mobile phone and handed his WeChat QR code to Chu Qingtian, "Add a friend."

"add friend?"

Chu Qingtian's face was as hot as a small stove.

She lowered her eyes and her heart was beating fast.

In twenty-five years of life, this was the first time someone of the opposite sex wanted to add her to WeChat.

So far, she has only two friends besides herself on WeChat, one is her mother and the other is her father.

"If you don't know how to operate it, you can give me your phone."

Qin Ye smiled and spoke.

He waited for her patiently, without any hint of impatience or urging.

What a good temper.

Chu Qingtian turned around and took the phone, then handed it out slowly and cautiously.

Since she is always alone, her mobile phone has never been set with a password.

Qin Ye took the phone, added each other as WeChat friends, and returned the phone to her, "Okay."

She lowered her head, not daring to look directly at Qin Ye.

"How much does the operation cost? I'll forward it to you."

He insists on adding friends, probably because he finds it convenient to transfer money.

"You can pay it back with a bento."

"???"

No need to transfer money?

Then why do you need to add WeChat friends?

Chu Qingtian was stunned for a moment. When she looked up again, Qin Ye was putting his hands in his pockets and looking at her with a smile.

"The clinic's operating hours are Monday to Friday, 9 a.m. to 6 p.m."

"oh."

"Today is Saturday."

"Um."

"I rest."

"..."

What does he want to express?

Chu Qingtian's face was flushed, her mind was full of mush, and she couldn't think normally at all.

"It's almost noon, can you make a lunch for me?"

Qin Ye said naturally.

Chu Qing nodded sweetly.

He took Zhuzhu to the pet hospital and helped her a lot. She didn't have to pay for the surgery. As long as she paid it back with a lunch box, how could she refuse.

"You won't invite me in?"

"ah?"

"I mean I just have a day off today. If you don't mind, we can have lunch together..."

Halfway through Qin Ye's words, Chu Qingtian had already thought of sitting with him for a meal.

She shook her head violently, feeling extremely anxious and panicked, and her body was shaking uncontrollably.

"No...no way."

She stepped back and closed the door.

Qin Ye wanted to stop him, but he found that Chu Qingtian was swallowing hard and cold sweat broke out on her head, so he held it back decisively.

He was afraid that if he got too close, Chu Qingtian would be so nervous that she would vomit.

Patients with social phobia may experience symptoms of palpitations, difficulty swallowing, nausea, and even vomiting if their anxiety reaches a certain level.

Chu Qingtian was not his patient, so he could only avoid her.

"sorry."

Chu Qingtian apologized to him through the door.

"It doesn't matter."

"I'll send the lunch box to you later."

"good."

Seeing Qin Ye turn away through the peephole on the door, Chu Qingtian took a few deep breaths and tried to calm down her nervous emotions.

She turned her back and leaned against the wall, her legs still trembling. When she raised her eyes, she saw herself sweating profusely and looking embarrassed in the mirror. She was angry and helpless, and her eyes turned red.

She felt that she looked so stupid just now.

Stupid and stupid.

Anyone else would definitely seize this opportunity, invite her crush into the house, and prepare a delicious lunch to entertain her, but she couldn't even do such a common thing.

In the end, the lunch box was hung on the handle of Qin Ye's door.

She rang the doorbell and hurried back to the house, lying on the door to listen to what was going on outside.

The door next door opened and I took the lunch box inside.

She breathed a sigh of relief, ate something simple, and went to the studio to paint.

The comics she serializes on the Internet update 2 chapters every Saturday and Sunday. They are usually drawn in advance from Monday to Friday and updated regularly on weekends.

She was busy until the evening, uploaded the comics, got up and went to the kitchen to squeeze herself a glass of juice. When she came out, she accidentally saw the business card given by Qin Ye on the coffee table.

She walked over and picked up the business card.

The name of the clinic is Beautiful Mind.

There is a row of small words below - Make an appointment with the soul and walk with health.

Qin Ye's name is big, next to it is his mobile phone number, and at the bottom is the address of the clinic.

Not too far away.

Chu Qingtian glanced at the back of the business card, which showed the transportation route map.

Putting down her business card, she took a sip of juice when her cell phone suddenly beeped, startling her.

She patted her chest, put down her cup and picked up her phone.

It was a message from Qin Ye: "The bento is delicious and the lunch box has been hung on the door."

She quickly replied with a nice word.

Seeing what the other person was typing, her heart tightened instantly.

Soon, news from Qin Ye came again, "Do you need me to help you make an appointment for a consultation on Monday?"

"Need not."

"Your symptoms cannot be cured on your own. You need to see a psychiatrist."

"I'm not sick."

Qin Ye on the other end of the phone saw these three words and smiled helplessly.

Those who are really sick say they are not sick.

He had observed Chu Qingtian for a period of time and found that her social phobia was quite severe.

"Uncle, does the weird aunt next door still deliver lunch boxes at night?"

Qin Jiayi asked expectantly.

He ate the lunch box lunch. It tasted so good that he wanted to eat it again.

Qin Ye raised his head and looked at him, half-smiling but not smiling, "Delicious?"

He nodded heavily, "It smells very good."

Unexpectedly, the aunt next door behaved strangely, but her cooking skills were very good, much better than his nanny's skills.

This weekend, his parents wanted to have a world for two, so they sent him to Qin Ye.

When they go on a business trip or want to go on a date, they think he is in the way.
To be continued...