Yan Ge looked up at him in surprise, and immediately reacted. Li Feng's holiday this month may not be for her purpose.

She shook her head: "I don't have a place to go. You don't have to worry about me. I'm fine now. If you have something to do, don't waste it on me."

She whispered softly, listening as if it were the same as before.

However, in his ears, he felt sour.

Yan Ge cleaned up the tableware and wanted to finish it, but Li Feng took her step by step.

"As long as I'm at home, I do these things," he said.

But this one is not his own. He sang a smile, didn't argue, and didn't respond.

Li Feng brushed the bowl and dragged the kitchen clean. When he saw Yange doing rehabilitation exercises in the living room, he stood silently and stared at her intently.

Even when he was standing, his back was as straight as a pine.

Even if he looked at Yan Ge's gentle eyes, the kind of imposing manner on his body seemed to be a tiger and a wolf squinting in the sun, seemingly lax, but they would explode anytime and anywhere.

After Yange finished his exercise, he asked him, "Is there anything else?"

Is this going to drive him away?

Li Feng pretended not to understand the implication of her words, and only asked her: "I heard that you changed your major?"

"Well," Yange said, "it's changed."

It didn't say why and what to change.

Obviously do not want to talk too much with him.

Li Feng stepped forward and grabbed her hand, his low voice was even a little serious: "Go out and walk."

Yange didn't break free, didn't ask, nodded, his face didn't matter: "Okay."

Li Feng's car is downstairs.

He personally helped Yange fasten his seat belt, so he took Yange out of the community.

Yan Ge turned his head and looked out the window.

Li Feng narrowed her eyes several times before finally saying, "Yes, I'll take you to see a psychiatrist?"

He always said one to one in front of her, and he had never solicited her opinions like now.

"Do you think I need to go?" Yan Ge asked him, looking back at him, smiling: "Brother Li thinks I need to go, then I will go."

She smiled softly and seemed very well-behaved.

But at this moment, to her watery black and white eyes, Li Feng's throat was stuck, and he could not say a word.

He squeezed his hands on the steering wheel.

I knew from the bottom of her heart that she was in a wrong state, but she didn't dare to pierce her.

"I'm just talking." Li Feng said, "Every time we complete our task, we will talk to the psychiatrist. If you want to go, I will arrange it.

"I listen to brother Li."

"That's it." Li Feng looked at the road ahead. "Does your chest still hurt? Otherwise, go to the hospital to check first."

"It doesn't hurt at all." Yan Ge shook his head quickly: "No need to go to the hospital, brother Li, how about your wound?"

"The wound is not deep, only a bit of flesh is broken."

He smiled, and said inadvertently, "I didn't expect the words to move so well."

Yan Ge tilted his head and smiled at him, smiling with joy and sorrow without sorrow and joy: "I have practiced, when I was on the boat, I was practicing every moment."

She took the initiative to mention the things on the boat, Li Feng's heart raised, she could not wait for her to finish her speech.

But she said such a word, but did not continue.

Her cell phone rang again, and she seemed to have forgotten the topic she was talking about, just lowered her head and played with the cell phone.

Li Feng pursed his lips, staring at the front without blinking.

There was a faint transparent liquid rolling around his eyes, but it disappeared immediately.