Chapter 171

Speaking of this, aunt Fang suddenly stopped. She glanced at Huo Chengzhou with complex eyes and put the fruit on the tea table: "Hey, look at me. Why do you say this? You eat fruit."

Walk at 16?

Joan suddenly remembered that Huo Chengzhou was also a car accident at the age of 16.

No wonder aunt Fang stopped halfway.

Joanne twirled a cherry and asked casually, "who told me that he dropped out of school at the age of 16?"

Huo Chengzhou was silent and hid the complex emotion between his eyebrows and eyes: "it was."

Joan talked to him very calmly: "I can't see that you're so good at school that you've been escorted."

Huo Chengzhou's deep eyes fell on Joan's face and said softly, "you can't see much."

Joanne: "... In fact, you can go to school with disabled legs. Why did you give up?"

"I've been the favored child of heaven since I was a child. I really don't want to see the eyes of others or sympathy or disgust." Huo Chengzhou answered frankly.

Joanne thought back on his first blindness and naturally understood his mood.

It's just that he can chew on the old with conditions, and she can only rely on herself desperately.

Seeing that she had been silent, Huo Chengzhou asked, "what's the matter?"

Joan looked back and shook her head: "nothing, just think of when I just lost my sight..."

"How did you survive?" Huo Chengzhou suddenly asked.

Joanne shrugged slightly:... I don't know. It's probably poverty. How about you?

Huo Chengzhou's lips were hooked, and his eyes flashed a touch of coolness: "hatred."

"Huh?" Joan's eyes were slightly frozen: "hatred?"

Huo Chengzhou drooped his eyes and gently twisted his fingers. He pressed down the rolling mood in his heart. In the end, he said in a warm voice: "don't say these, what do you want for dinner?"

Aware that the man didn't want to say much, Joan didn't ask, but suddenly felt that Huo Chengzhou's cognition was different from hers.

Most excellent people are proud in their bones, especially Huo Chengzhou, who used to be the pride of heaven. Falling to the bottom of the valley in an instant will indeed lead to decadence and loss, but he will eventually find a way to save himself.

He won't allow himself to stay in the mud for too long.

So is Huo Chengzhou the real Huo Chengzhou?

Or did he just play an ignorant Huo Chengzhou?

Joan doesn't know, but she doesn't want to delve into it. After all, it's only a one-year marriage agreement. At present, it's less than ten months,

cracking.

She doesn't need to know him, just help each other in limited time and act in front of her family, that's all.

So she smiled: "aunt Fang is going to eat what she wants. She really doesn't want anything special tonight."

Huo Chengzhou nodded: "yes."

……

After dinner, Joanne went back to her room and called the teacher of the healing music course of the former Conservatory of music to inquire about the hypnotic music of patients with severe insomnia.

The teacher's answer is: "patients with severe insomnia often need a combination of behavioral therapy and drug therapy, and the inducement of insomnia is very important. The role of hypnotic music is only to temporarily suppress the dryness and depression in patients, and can not completely treat severe insomnia."

"So you need to cooperate with drugs when you encounter a bottleneck?" Asked Joanne.

"I suggest you consult a doctor. I think insomnia may have become a habit many times. Changing this habit is not a simple thing." The teacher gave an example: "or you can try the 21 day rule therapy, which may be useful."

"21 day rule therapy?"

"Yes." Before explaining, the teacher asked, "what is your relationship with the patient?"