If we were to use the dream scene in Jingjingâs dream as a metaphor, Chastity is a red river, then the psychological activity of Comrade Jia Xiufang at this moment must be like this:
Once you cross the river, it turns red, so after crossing a few times, is there any difference?
This mentality, in psychological terms, is called the Broken Window Theory. Simply put, there is no difference between being stabbed once and many times; the window must not be broken, or it would become a different world.
Chen Zilong resigned himself to making the bed, while Yu Minglang glanced at the dirty little bed and his future rotten uncle, and had no intention of sleeping.
He looked around and after a few seconds dragged Xiao Qian over.
âDa Long, do you want to know how your sister, facing a desperate and vicious thug, used her expertise to bring him down?â Trying to trick the future uncle
âIâd like to know!â The silly fool took the bait, nodding his head excitedly again and again.
Xiao Qian rolled her eyes helplessly while looking at Yu Minglang.
Dear, thatâs not what my major is for!
Yu Minglang nudged Xiao Qian, âCome on, Qian Bao, give your brother a hypnotic relaxation exercise to help him sleep.â Tricking the future uncle +2.
ââ¦With this guy who falls asleep as soon as his head touches the pillow and has nothing in his brain other than a bunch of messed-up nerves, how could he have insomnia, and why would he need hypnosis?â
âSis, just let me try, Iâm so curious.â The silly boy brought it on himself, volunteering to experience hypnosis.
Yu Minglang sat on a stool on the side to watch as the silly Da Long lay down, hands folded on his chest in the shape of a corpse, which Xiao Qian slapped down to his sides.
âFollow my voice, lie down, relax, and adjust your breathingâ â Xiao Qian hadnât even finished the guidance when Chen Zilong fell asleep with a snore.
Yu Minglang slapped his face, and the boy had no reaction.
Xiao Qjan shrugged, âI told you that people with simple minds donât need hypnosis, they just fall asleep on their own.â
Only the weak, elderly, people with unhealthy organs, and those with high work and academic pressure suffer from insomnia. Chen Zilong, a slacker student who celebrates even the slightest progress in his studies, is carefree and worry-free every day, so itâs strange that he would have insomnia.
Seeing that Chen Zilong was asleep, Yu Minglang sneaked back into her room with Xiao Qian, who also stopped by Jia Xiufangâs door to listen for a while. There was a faint snoring sound from inside.
Yu Minglang, who had successfully carried out his plot, was thrilled.
Who wants to sleep next to a dirty uncle when thereâs a fragrant Qian Bao right in front of you, not hugging her would be a loss!
Xiao Qianâs bed is a single bed, which is fine for a small girl to sleep on, but when someone as tall and strong as Yu Minglang squeezes in, there is not enough space. However, these difficulties could not dampen Yu Minglangâs determination to stay in her little bed. Xiao Qian looked at his big figure curled up on her bed with a dark expression.
âWhere am I supposed to sleep?â
The shameless man immediately pointed to his chest, âCome on, girl, I have a flesh and blood mat, with excellent touch, and free massage includedâ Hey, where are you putting your hands? Itâs out of control again.â
Xiao Qian couldnât push him away, as his face was too thick.
Although they had lain on one bed before, the bed was bigger. In such a small place, they would be close together.
âDonât move, Iâm still injured.â
âGet off me quickly!â
âAh, it hurtsâ¦â
Xiao Qian knew he was faking it, but she was too lazy to expose him and was also harboring a little half-pushing-half-yielding mind, so she lay in his arms while avoiding his injury.
The room was small, and the sound insulation wasnât good, so they could only lower their voices.
âQian Bao, can you hypnotize me too? I canât sleep.â
âNoâ¦â Doing this kind of thing for her boyfriend was really strange.
Yu Minglang cleared his throat, shamelessly threatening her.
âIf you donât do it, Iâll call Aunt to come and see, Auntie, I canât sleep, Auntie, are you there?â
This guy was so shameless. Xiao Qian pinched him and then finally leaned in his ear, trying to guide him softly.
She knew in her heart that it certainly wouldnât work. Hypnotism didnât work well on him in their past life, and Yu Minglang was one of those people who were particularly difficult to hypnotize.
But what Xiao Qian never expected was that after chanting only the beginning, Yu Minglang sat up.
âStop it.â
He sat up abruptly, and Xiao Qian, losing her support, fell face down on the pillow.
âYu Minglang, do you want to die?!â Xiao Qjan whispered through clenched teeth, this guy was becoming more and more annoying.
Yu Minglang didnât want it to be like this either, butâ¦
âQian Bao, is this the voice you use to hypnotize others?â
Itâs too crispy!
She didnât notice it from afar, but how could the effect be so amazing up close!
âAre you questioning my professionalism? Iâm quite effective outside, except for you!â Xiao Qian couldnât stand anyone questioning her expertise.
Yu Minglang shook his head with a bitter smile, âIt works well on me tooâ¦â
Itâs just that Qian Baoâs lethal power is concentrated on the upper body for others, while for Minglang, itâs all concentrated on the lower body that canât be described.
Xiao Qian still didnât believe it, and as an expert, she couldnât be insulted! Following his line of sight, Xiao Qian instantly understood.
âYou!!!â
âSo I said it works wellâ¦Qjan Bao, can we not take male patients in the future?â
Itâs too scary.
Xiao Qjanâs face turned red, âDo you think all male patients are like you, shameless?â
âIâm only shameless with you.â
Xiao Qjan couldnât lie down anymore. She got up and tried to find some frozen pears for him to quench the fire, but Yu Minglang held her back.
âDonât move, itâll be better soon.â
Actually, if he really couldnât bear it, it wouldnât be a big deal. In the eyes of the older generation, being engaged meant permission to engage in that kind of activity. Otherwise, why would Jia Xiufang let Yu Minglang stay?
However, Yu Minglang didnât want to cross that river in his heart so easily. It didnât matter if anyone saw it or not, the river in his heart existed, and the ferry boat might be called respect.
Endurance is difficult, but at the last moment, you can reap multiple happiness.
Not many people can endure it, but those who do are usually more likely to succeed.
âXiao Qjang, I suddenly thought of a saying.â
âHmm?â Yu Minglang was still struggling with himself, almost sweating and feeling hot all over, but he didnât want to let her go.
âA European proverb says that humans are half-angel and half-beast, and in our long lives, we are fighting our own beasts. Clearly, youâre the kind of person who can hold down the beast, whereas the Phoenix Man we saw today clearly couldnât.â
She thought she was sincerely praising Yu Minglang, but he didnât think so.
âComparing me to him, youâre really fed up with life⦠go to sleep, or Iâll execute you right here!â
Xiao Qjan thought to herself that if Yu Minglang werenât so alert to her every touch, she would have shaved off all his hair from head to toe in retaliation!
She always slept soundly in his arms, and when Xiao Qian woke up the next day, she heard Jia Xiufang praising Yu Minglang non-stop.
âOh wow, Minglang has cleaned up Da Longâs pigsty so well.â
She didnât know when he had woken up and cleaned Chen Zilongâs room spotlessly, looking like a virtuous and well-mannered good son-in-law.
In Xiao Qjanâs heart, there was only one big laugh.