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Part 3 My name is Yin Zixuan

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    My name is Yin Zixuan. I have a husband who loves me. He is handsome, upright, and extraordinary. He is a psychiatrist. There is a psychiatric clinic in this city.  the importance of health.  At the same time, he is also one of the psychologists appointed by the local police station.

    It is such a young and promising psychiatrist who, faced with his wife's mild depression, was in a hurry and at a loss. I can fully understand that the so-called concern is chaos. When he faced my illness, he was completely  I can't find the attitude a doctor should have towards his patients, which shows how deeply he loves me, just as I love him too.

    I am lucky to have such a husband who knows the cold but knows the hot and loves me so much.  Their family passed it down from generation to generation, and to my husband's generation, this arduous task fell to me.

    Before Yang Yi met me, he had been clamoring for non-marriage, worrying about his parents and wondering what to do, let alone having a grandson.  In this regard, I often feel that I am very lucky. Yang Yihui changed my usual thinking for me. What a deep kind of love this is.

    Since the day I found out that I was pregnant, my in-laws have come all the way from my hometown to take care of me. It can be said that everything is meticulous and meticulous. Apart from being grateful, I also feel a lot of uneasiness and pressure inexplicably.

    Three generations of single pass, I am afraid they are eagerly looking forward to, what is in my belly is a boy.  For us, men and women are the same, but how to communicate with the elders about this matter, so I have a trace of uneasiness in my heart, and I have been following me all the time.

    Some days I didn't go to work, and I had nothing to do at home. Under the careful care of my in-laws and husband, I added many problems, and I lost weight day by day

    ? When I am at home, what I think about the most, except for the baby's problem, is the strange dream that is filtered in my mind over and over again.

    It's not scary at all, but it always makes my heart feel like a knife-torn dream. I was tortured by it, and I couldn't sleep or eat at all. I even felt that a hole was stabbed in my heart, and the blood flowed out of that small hole continuously.  It is all the joy in my life, the courage to live, the expectation of being a mother, and so on.

    Heart disease is difficult to cure, so Zimu disappeared forever in this world with me in this way, but it will always stay in my heart, forever.

    I thought, this is God punishing me. At that time, if he survived instead of me, I would be free, but in this world, there is no if.  Therefore, in this life, I have to bear the guilt and nostalgia for him and live on.

    Yang Yi scratched his head anxiously, but he couldn't see a psychiatrist at all.  Soon after, Yang Yi asked me to be his assistant.  "Zixuan, my assistant's hometown has taken a long time off due to an urgent matter, why don't you help me, I'm too busy myself?"

    "I don't understand anything, how can I help you?" I forced a perfunctory smile, absent-minded, and didn't pay attention to Yang Yi's intentions at all.

    "How can it be useless? Asking our barrister to be my assistant is really a shame. It's just that my husband is in trouble. As a wife, I will definitely not stand by and watch, right?" Yang Yi pinched my nose and taunted me mischievously.  with.

    Since he has said so, I can only reluctantly agree.  Sitting at home all day is indeed easy to cause accidents.

    For those who see a psychiatrist, the information and chat process are absolutely confidential. Although I am not a talkative person, this rule cannot be broken. Therefore, after signing the confidentiality agreement, I became Dr. Yang Yi's personal assistant.

    After signing the confidentiality agreement, my heart relaxed a lot, Yang Yi said, listening more to the sufferings of this world will help my illness.

    Isn't there such a saying, which has become very popular recently, "What's wrong with you, just say it to make everyone happy."

    In Yang Yi's technical terms, this is called transfer therapy.  Fortunately, his clinic is not far from home, and he is not very busy. When he has nothing to do, Yang Yi will pour me a cup of hot milk, play some soothing music, and tell some relaxing and funny jokes.

    These good things rushed into my heart along the eardrum, and I felt much better. Often, Yang Yi¡¯s soft voice rang in my ears.  Sleep, so I closed my eyes and fell asleep without any pressure

    After working as an assistant for several months, I gradually realized that there are so many unbelievable, ugly, timid, unsettling, unspeakable things in human nature, etc. Gradually, I relaxed my heart  .

    It's not because I know that there are so many people who are suffering from the condemnation of conscience like me and become numb, but watching Yang YiIn the process of treating them, I heard a lot and saw a lot, and finally I gradually learned how to deal with these things.

    Face them squarely, face them, do more good deeds, seek peace of conscience for yourself, accumulate blessings for your elder brother who is in heaven, for him who doesn¡¯t know whether he is in heaven, and for the baby in your belly.

    My state of mind gradually opened up, and I was no longer so stubborn. The big hole in my heart seemed to have found a good medicine, and gradually, it healed itself.

    It turns out that no matter how serious an injury is, it can be healed. Time is like a good medicine. It can wash away all wounds without leaving any traces.

    Seeing my stomach getting bigger and bigger, my weight started to increase steadily, my complexion became rosy, my spirits improved, my mother-in-law, father-in-law and Yang Yi seemed to be happy, I also gradually understood that only I am alive,  Only then can I live up to everything Zimu has done for me.

    A few months later, a healthy and lovely baby was born, and I was relieved. This baby boy is the hope of continuing the incense of the Yang family. At least, the old couple thought so.

    When the child was a little older, Yang Yi took me to Zimu's grave to report the good news, and also hoped that he could start a new life in heaven with peace of mind.

    The days gradually got on the right track, and I went back to work in the law firm. I was busy, taking care of the children, serving my husband and in-laws, just like what other girls have experienced. At this time, I was afraid that one day, I would  Forget those past events, so I intend to write this story.

    Yang Yi is very supportive of my decision, but he asked not to appear in this story, otherwise, it will have the meaning of "past", and he wants to be my present and future.  I looked at this familiar face and nodded happily and quietly.

    ?Nod and return to nod, it¡¯s fine to obey the positive and the negative, there is no past, how can the present come from, Yang Yi is always the most important person in my life besides Zimu.  Of course, there is another person who made me love, hate, and think about resentment, but in the end, I became a stranger and turned against each other.

    All the past, in retrospect, is really like a dream. In the dream, there are flowers blooming and falling, there are origins and extinctions, drunkenness, life and death, pain and struggle, love and hatred.  Fluttering, in my world, the next one is endless.  I can often hear the sound of flowers falling in my ears, "Srust, rustle" The loneliness scattered all over the place.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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