What Did You Remember?

The warmth with which Feng Xinying extended her help to him was simply overwhelming. He so wished that the woman who was sitting in front of her became interested in him. He so wished that she left her husband and become his forever. He didn't want to leave her to leave his hand, and if she left it, he would hold it. He wondered if his feelings were mixed up because she was the only one who helped him when he was shot. Was it because he thought that she was his savior and because there was no one else who he knew in this world? Was he that clingy? What would she think about him? His opinion about himself suddenly went very low. He had to test it out and see if he could trust and like people outside of the Feng Mansion. 

So it was a good thing that he saw the psychiatrist. He would help him with his self-esteem and trust issues. Currently he was like a puppy to his master. "Yes, Miss Xinying I would like to go to the psychiatrist. Just let me know when."