Love Taker [Quick Transmigration]

dangerous role.

Young Master Xie's answer was very decisive: "Yes. You only need Xie Jinhe to make a marriage contract with the eldest lady of the Ye family in half a month, other than that, there are no other means."

... Really dear brother.

But since he got the assurance that "the family has agreed", Yiwen hung up the phone with peace of mind.Before taking a taxi, I made an appointment with Xie Jinhe at the western restaurant.

he is not here.

After asking the waiter about the situation, the answer was that such a person had never been there.

Standing at the door of the western restaurant, Ivan suddenly realized a fact in astonishment:

All along, the situation has been so smooth that he seems to have forgotten what he lost.About human independence, about, Xie Jinhe is an adult after all, or an extremely paranoid mental patient.

A certain intuition urged him to rush back to the hotel where they lived, and quickly swiped the key card.After rushing into the room, what he saw made Ivan's hair stand on end.

It was already dark.Darkness descends on the world.

There was no light in the room, it was dark.There was no one in the house.

The balcony door was wide open, and the night wind swept in, making the curtains rattle violently, blowing up all the notes in the room, and under the faint illumination of the city lights outside, you could see the randomly torn notes It was all stained with something, something was written crazily, some kind of scarlet liquid was crazily wet, and some kind of hatred was written.

He smelled the heavy odor and realized,

- There was blood all over the ground.

The author has something to say: Okay, finally pulled the plot forward, conflict is the soul of plot construction wwww and again I didn’t control the number of words, obviously I only want 3000 words (heavy

By the way, a digression: I am chasing and liking three articles in Jinjiang, one author is missing, one has not been updated since February, and one has just released V rebates, I feel so sad

感谢读者“淮湮”,灌溉营养液+12017-09-2206:38:09

Such a little angel makes me very embarrassed (no.

☆, the sixth course of treatment for mental illness

Depressive mental illness is treatable.

Rolla Tablets, Citalopram Hydrobromide Tablets, Sanchen Tablets.

Initially take one capsule daily.One and a half capsules after one week, and increased to 2 capsules after another week.The fear of sleep can be cured until the drug wears off completely, and it can also be relieved by four or five hours of peaceful sleep.

However, the most fundamental things have not changed.

Emotions, thoughts, and actions.

Even if he pretends to be an ordinary person, there is only exhaustion and disgust in his heart.I don't want to talk, I don't want to open my eyes, I don't want to talk to anyone, my consciousness is like being grasped by invisible hands, floating outside the body.The only thing that is dark at night is the nightmare, and when you wake up from the nightmare, reality becomes another hell that is about to enter.

Live, just to waste time.

Not only afraid of talking, but also afraid of living at the most basic level.I couldn't stand up from the bed because I was too scared, but I knew there was nothing scary about standing up.Repeat the movement in your mind: support the bed with your hands, sit up, put your feet on the ground, and stand up.But even with all his strength, when he stepped on the ground, he was so terrified that he turned around and lay on the bed.

Then start crying, not just because you can't do the simplest things in everyday life, but because you're making your life look stupid by doing so.

During his study experience in the United States, Ivan has seen many mental patients who tend to be depressed or autistic, and he also knows very well what will happen to such patients if they are oppressed by the daily environment for a long time.

—Self-mutilation, even suicide, is often the self-resolved form of this oppression.

Using physical pain as a distraction to relieve mental pain Self-punishing behavior due to intense self-hatred Self-harm to attract attention or manipulate others.Ultimately pain brings pleasure, and self-mutilation becomes an addictive form of entertainment.When gradually disconnected from reality, pain can confirm that he is still alive.

But Yiwen had never seen any report about Xie Jinhe's self-harm in Xie Jinhe's treatment report, not to mention that during the two weeks of intimate relationship, Xie Ershao always behaved like a normal person.

He no longer shows fear of the approach of strangers, nor does he keep shaking in the dark——

So Yiwen didn't expect that Xie Jinhe's mental illness would quickly deteriorate to the point of self-harm in a short period of time.

...or worse.

When Ivan saw the empty room, his heart skipped a beat.He hurried to the open balcony, and at a glance, he saw Xie Jinhe sitting barefoot on the railing on the edge of the balcony, only supporting the railing with his hands, hanging half of his body in the air, and staring blankly at the shining city outside the balcony. Looking around at night.

The frozen silvery glass-like stars in the night sky shone brightly as if they were about to burn out.The thick night soaked the scenery behind him, and the wind kept stirring.Second Young Master Xie's body seemed about to fall from a height at any time.

Ivan saw the torn clothes on his body, as well as the countless cut open wounds that were still bleeding. Those bleeding wounds wet his clothes coldly.In contact with oxygen, blood turns an almost black hue in the dark.

"Master," Ivan said in a softer voice than usual, as if he hadn't seen Xie Jinhe's injury, he stood at the balcony door and stretched out his hand towards him, "Come here, let's bandage the wound and go have dinner. "

When faced with an emergency situation, you should behave very calmly, even pretending that there is nothing special about it, so as not to irritate the patient, and then tell him right or wrong afterwards.This is the experience Yiwen learned.

Xie Jinhe's voice was very soft, like the wind, blending with the night: "What about Xie Zheng?"

What does he know?

Yiwen opened his eyes wide in astonishment. Although his emotions didn't fluctuate much under the working situation, the reaction leaked out at this moment was enough for Xie Jinhe, who was extremely emotionally sensitive, to notice.

Xie Ershao showed a light smile on the corner of his mouth: "You still treat me like a child."

Xie Jinhe threw something out of his pocket with a "slap", the sound of hitting the ground.Ivan subconsciously looked at the little shadow on the ground. Although it is not common in everyday families, it is not something difficult to get.

- Listener.

"I was left behind." Xie Jinhe's voice was very steady.

It was just half an hour of waiting, how it was spent, even in retrospect is painful.He huddled his hands and feet into a ball, curled up on the bed, his whole body was shaking, and was dominated by fear and anxiety.

Evan, Evan, Evan.

With wide black eyes, he just stared at the ceiling.

The bright red light of the setting sun gradually faded from the room, and then dark tentacles clattered wetly out of corners.The darkness is like a dull sound from a dry throat, as if the sound of being crushed and sobbing comes from the depths of the darkness, like the resentment crawling across the ground.

Then, it became laughter.

Let time go by, or rather he doesn't care about the passage of time.

I was left behind.

The moans kept ringing in his chest, and the sharp pain drowned him like a tide.He hugged himself, afraid but couldn't shed tears, wanted to shout, but his throat was cut so that he lost his voice, his body was pierced by sharp knives back and forth in pain but there were no wounds.

Only darkness.He was alone in the dark void.The air seemed to be shattered with shards of glass, and his breathing was painful.The blood, the blood is constantly spreading, bright and warm, just like the refreshing breath of the young man's sea breeze, and the kiss with the sweet fragrance of fruit, making him addicted to it like falling into an abyss.

Evan would never lie to me.

But... Xie Zheng snatched him away.Xie Zheng would never want me to be happy, he would definitely take away all my things, and the rest would have been irrelevant for a long time, but Yiwen... even Yiwen...

No.

Darkness seeps in.

Evan had never been his.

It's all deception.

Realizing this, the pain turned into peace in the end.

Xie Jinhe suddenly felt that everything had become very strange.But the pain was still there. Sitting on the balcony, he suddenly felt very sad.

He remembered how the sadness had crept up when he heard Ivan's calm, businesslike tone through the headset.

When this unique person suddenly appeared in front of him, Xie Jinhe once thought that the other person would be his salvation.

Yiwen carefully chose his words so as not to stimulate the other party's emotions: "You come down first, we can discuss anything, can't we?"

Xie Jinhe shook his head.

His eyes were empty, even when he was staring at Ivan, he seemed to see no one in his eyes, they were thin ice floating on the cold water, shallow and cold, even his fingertips could pierce, and then It will reveal the bottomless dark deep water under the ice surface.

This has never been the case before.

Yiwen pondered over the patient and understood the current situation.

Excessive projective dependence.Manifested as being overly dependent on others and unable to make claims for one's own life.As long as there is someone you can rely on, you can give up your dignity and personality at any time, and survive only for the other party.

Excessive tolerance, low willingness, and living only for the other party, the only purpose of such an existence is to rely on the people one regards as relying on, but just as extremes often lead to a dead end, excessive dependence on emotions often eventually leads to a model of a desperate dead end.

He thought that he had successfully brought Xie Jinhe to the path of a normal person, but in fact it just changed him from extreme social phobia to excessive projective dependence. If Ivan is happy, Xie Ershao is willing to act like a normal person.

But the premise of everything must be the existence of "Ivan".

It's not therapy.

Evan smiled.The dim light cast from the dark window dimly illuminated the outline of the room.The face of the young man is also indistinct in light and shadow.

Xie Jinhe was taken aback.

He had never seen Evan like this.The psychotherapist's appearance is undoubtedly very handsome, with a feminine beauty and a bewitching beauty. His smile is always very gentle, like a breeze, clear but soft.

It shouldn't be like this.

It's a different smile than usual, but it's like taking off the mask and revealing the real face.In the dim yellow light outside, the corners of his mouth only slightly raised.

The young man's expression was stern, reminiscent of the gloomy and cold coniferous forests covered with snow in the Northland. If you fall into it, you will get lost in it. His brows and eyes are silent and cold, as sharp as a piercing blade.

Too sharp.

Ivan's eyelashes are very long, and there is a knife edge in that almost feminine beauty.Showing such a smile is like a rime buried in the snow, piercing sharp and whining branches towards the cold fog of the north covering the gray sky.

Xie Jinhe heard him say.

"It's a pity... I thought you would fall into this illusion, but it's too much. Why can't you accept it? Even if it's a deception, it's still a beautiful appearance, isn't it?"

His words were still so soft, delicate and sweet, like honey, but every word made him feel pain.Because it was too unreal, it was not until the blade pierced into the body that he hesitated to realize the pain in the flesh and blood.

Xie Jinhe felt like he had fallen into an ice cave all over his body.His whole body felt cold, and the temperature of his breath and blood was lower than that of Night Breeze.

Unaware.

Obviously the familiar person is still standing there, such a short distance, but it seems that two worlds are separated, Xie Jinhe is standing alone in a very far away place like this.

—Look at him from afar and reevaluate him.

"……Evan?"

His voice was like a child lost with his mother in the crowd, bewildered and timidly calling the stranger's name.

"I thought I could save you." In a very soft voice, "You let me down, Xie Jinhe."

The sharp words were like the frost-like blades in the eyes of the young man, and he turned and left.

The sound of footsteps getting farther and farther away, then the sound of the door being opened, and then the sound of the door closing.

Why on earth can you still maintain your sanity.

What a disgrace to be in such a mess.

Obviously: he didn't discover it, and he couldn't be allowed to discover it.

Obviously it is: a certain emotion is like a heavy liquid, poured into a container called "amour".Absurd, ridiculous, humble feelings, accompanied by dependence and longing.

Obviously it is: in summer, it is so cool under the shade of trees, amidst the mottled light and shadow, there is a smile on the lips of the young man.

At that time, the young man didn't look at him, so he didn't notice his deep gaze.

The summer sun makes one want to kiss.Only the air is hot and heavy, yet breathing is light.Long summer afternoons, long enough to give the illusion that they will last forever.

The psychopath and his psychotherapist, nothing more.

But those fruity/(nervous) kisses were sweet and light, like a dream come.

Then the darkness will cut down like a knife's edge.

It was cold and thin, and smelled of blood.It is the night that has been repeatedly crushed by nightmares for more than ten years——

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

I still can't get him to look back at me,

He never looked back at me.

The author has something to say: Compared with the previous book, the experience is... the description is really good at the plot.I said that this plot actually happened in Chapter 2 before the first version was rejected by friends, do you believe it (.

Note:

Regarding the description of mental illness, partly refer to "Crossover: Depression Cure Notes"

He never looked back at me*: This sentence comes from the game "Nieil: Automata"

☆, the seventh course of treatment for mental illness

The bar at night is full of people, and the concepts of day and night are reversed.Men and women rubbed shoulders, their warm breaths intertwined, longing for a night of desire.

The song "Drop the Beat" that makes people want to shake their legs is playing on the stereo. There are a few young men and women laughing in a group at the bar. One boy is pushed up, and there is another one in karaoke. song.

"When it becomes like that boom boom,

girliwanttoputyouallupinmyroom.

Iwannaputyouallupagainstthatwall.

Throw you on the bed and take your clothes off.

Everybody don't like its low consider me one of them folk.

Lets get to it,

get to it,

get to it."

The unscrupulous youthful appearance and the cheerful smiles of boys and girls made Ivan slightly distracted.

At one stage, he too had been one of those men and women.A life as pure as white paper, just waiting for the future to be unscrupulously exaggerated, enthusiasm and hope have a certain amount, and I believe that life will always be prosperous.

The upbeat music in the bar was some Spanish dance number, the alcohol was so thick it seemed to materialize in the air, and the friends laughed at each other.At that time, the young boy who was still young slipped out from the center of the crowd when no one was paying attention, and leaned against him, just like the boy's age, kissed his cheek tentatively, young and timidly, and then he smiles.

It's all like a previous life.

——Although it is not a problem to say that it is the previous life.

But one really has to focus on the present moment.Thinking of Xie Jinhe, he felt a little worried while pinching the wine glass that was shaking with liquid.

If only most things could be solved by gettoit.

Leaving from that room when Xie Jinhe's mental state was obviously going to extremes was also a treatment method he didn't want to use.Standing in a stalemate with the patient in that situation can only stimulate the other party's rebellious impulse. It is necessary to find a way to evacuate from that place and let Xie Jinhe calm down.

When leaving the room, it was not that Ivan did not worry about whether Xie Jinhe would be really anxious, and jumped off the balcony.

But half a month of observation and treatment experience made him dispel this idea.Xie Ershao's desire to survive is extremely strong, and if his current illness is really over-projective dependence, he will not give up directly in the face of Ivan's coldness, but choose to seek answers.

The reason for being deceived, the reason for being hated, the reason for being abandoned.

Longing for an answer, the combination of hatred and dependence will become a kind of paranoia, which will make him closer to ordinary people, and then he can be guided.

Of course, if the guidance is abnormal, it will easily develop into the so-called "blackening", so what Ivan is doing now is equivalent to guiding it to blackening, and cutting off the line of blackening.

This method can easily lead to BE, but he is still confident that he can grasp the situation before everything gets out of hand.What's more, he also made some arrangements in the hotel. Once Xie Jinhe took any extreme circumstances, he would be stopped immediately.

So wait until the night is over before going back to appease the shivering Second Young Master Xie.

The psychotherapist, who was ignorant of how inexplicable his method was, picked up the wine glass, and swayed the rose-red liquid in the glass under the light of the silver-white glass suspenders on the bar counter, looking at the swaying wine with bubbles Gently rising, under the light source, it looks like roses blooming in the water.

He is also looking at the people in the bar through the wine in his glass, which can be regarded as his habit.

A psychotherapist has to deal with all kinds of people, and the more he understands the psychology, the more amazing he will find the existence of human beings. Even if he can see the psychology and motivation, he often takes actions that do not conform to the psychology and motivation .For those psychologists, perhaps human beings themselves have become the biggest mystery.

Then Evan suddenly froze for a moment.

Through the rose-red liquid, he saw a young man crossing his legs boredly sitting in the corner of the bar.

The other party seemed to be about the same age as Xie Jinhe, and he was quite handsome, with an evil look in his eyebrows and eyes, carrying a rebellious and rebellious look.

Arrogant guy.

One can tell at a glance that this kind of person is the kind of person who has been born into a wealthy family, has been loved all the time, has a unique appearance and talent, and has never experienced any wind and rain.The pride and arrogance all over him are so fierce that they can stab people.Even this idly scrutiny of others feels like a condescending assessment.

...exactly like a certain guy.

Ivan's heart sank, but he didn't expect that he could still think of that person at this time.

But his thoughts were not drawn, and when he realized it, he had already passed by before he realized it.

Lu Di looked at the surrounding environment boredly.He usually doesn't come to this kind of ordinary place. Young Master Lu only likes to be exciting, but the few friends who made an appointment tonight didn't know how cowardly they were, and they actually leaked the matter. The elders of the family pulled him hard A few little guys who wanted to go out to play extreme sports came back, only the shrewd Young Master Lu escaped from the chaos.

Although it is really boring to play without anyone to accompany you.

funeral.

All the people in the bar made Lu Di extremely bored, and he was about to sit up from the sofa and go home——

Then the face was covered by rose red color.

The bar, which was originally warm yellow, suddenly fell into the world of rose red.Bubbles floated, covering the halo formed by the vague light source, and those rays of light all shone on the person who suddenly appeared on the opposite side.

Obviously dressed very carefully and softly, but lazily unbuttoned the shirt, clean and neat but very frivolous, peeking at the unruly that is unknown to others in the gentleness.

In the rose-red liquid, he looked different from the whole world.

It's like a figure projected from another world separated by a glass plate. It's so close that it seems to be within reach, but when it finally reaches out, it will only shatter the phantom in the water.

Narcissus.

Young Master Lu felt that he was going crazy and suddenly thought of this strange metaphor. He thought that he had almost forgotten the bedside stories that the nanny read to him when he was a child, but now he realizes that it doesn't seem to be more suitable than this his name.

Look at him, and you will be so happy that you will not know that what you are in love with is just the reflection in the water.But even if you want to reach out to hug the lover in the water, when your hand touches the water surface, the shadow will disappear quietly, and you will kiss his red lips with your mouth, and when the lips touch the water surface, the water surface will turn into ripples.

Just like this, I lingered by the lake, looking at the shadows in the lake frequently, without feeling tired or hungry.If you stand far, you will also stand far; if you stand close, you will also stand close.As long as you try to touch him, he disappears without a trace.In the end, his vitality was exhausted, and he fell gently on the ground, with his head resting on the tender grass on the bank, and his life flowed away following his love.

Lu Di clearly heard his heart beating suddenly.

But the man just smiled slightly, and as the glass of rose-red liquid moved away, reality came across from the dream again.

Then the voice arrived at him along with the reality——

"Brother, don't you have a date?"

Lu Di stared blankly at the smiling man, feeling as if his beautiful imagination had collapsed.He raised his eyebrows and said disdainfully, "Are you gay?" He wrote "Tut, that's disgusting" directly on his face with disgust.

"..." Ivan was silent.Who was that person who looked at me in a daze just now?Appreciation of pure beauty? "I just wanted to have a drink with you."

He sat across from this person, put the wine glass in his hand on the table, and said lightly, "Are you alone too? Isn't it lonely to come to the bar so late and be alone?"

I just came in and sat around casually because I had nothing to do and didn't want to go home.Lu Di wanted to make fun of the other party, but seeing the young man's frank and ambiguous look, he felt strangely uncomfortable.

As a real straight man who would feel disgusted when he saw some friends playing with men in novel ways, when Lu Di thought that the young man in front of him was actually the kind of plaything who hugged the neck of the same sex under a man and panted, winking like silk, He was very upset, very upset.

Although Young Master Lu didn't know what he was upset about.

But he knew how to deal with his unhappy words, so he smiled and said, "What about you?" When he spoke, the tip of his tongue flicked slightly, and his vague voice was somewhat ambiguously seductive.

Young Master Lu has always had high confidence in his own charm, so when he saw the young man staring at him seriously, he just took it for granted.

"You look like an acquaintance of mine." Then he said something that made him even more upset.

"Oh? But he's probably not as handsome as me, right?"

The young man froze for a moment, smiled, and didn't answer.

Lu Di hated his smile.

"Anyway, since I'm here to ask someone to make an appointment, what do you think of me?" Obviously, I haven't experienced any wind and rain since I was born, and the proud face that is confident that I will never be rejected is more like a question than a question. Frankly giving, "Shall we go out?"

"You are really impatient." The young man sighed strangely.

Lu Di felt upset in his heart, and used the reason of letting this guy know what it means to cry later to forcefully suppress his irritability.

However, the other party followed him out of the bar, and used the excuse of "there is a hotel nearby" to trick the other party into a dark alley. He punched him behind him.

The result was easily blocked.

Under Young Master Lu's astonished stare, Ivan blocked another punch that he swept over in anger, hit him in the abdomen with an elbow, and directly pushed the man against the wall.Lu Di was in so much pain that he couldn't help groaning, and wanted to kick him in anger, but he pinched the kicked ankle, and with light force in his hands, he heard a suppressed scream.

Obviously, I haven't suffered much, I can't stand the pain, and I don't want to show my cowardly side, which is really amazing.

"I have to admit that you are indeed different from him." Ivan let him sit in a corner against the wall, and sighed, "He wouldn't want to teach others so easily." Instead, he was taught by others.

But Lu Di has never been a kind guy, otherwise he wouldn't want to drag him into the dark and beat him up just because he was upset.

A defiant smile appeared on his proud and accustomed face. Although he was in a weak position, he not only did not shut up, but provoked: "You can try, I am the eldest son of the Lu family. If you dare to hurt me, the Lu family will let you I can't even cry."

Relationship household?I didn't expect this kid to be fine.Ivan was a little surprised, and added with a smile: "He won't cry and find his father to scare people after being beaten by others."

Ignoring Lu Di's expression as if he had been punched again after hearing it, he calmly tugged at his sleeves. "I don't know if the Lu family will let me cry." The tone was cold and dangerous, but somewhat ambiguous, "I want you to cry now."

"Sure enough, a gay is a gay," with a contemptuous expression, "tsk, that's disgusting."

"..." This guy is really sloppy.

So at the next moment, Lu Di let out another low cry of pain. If it wasn't for Yiwen's support on his shoulders, he would almost kneel down on the ground, almost crying from the pain.

"Have you learned it? Since you live under others, don't be so incapable of reading the air." Like the gentle breeze and clear, just like in front of Xie Jinhe, the gentle smile of healing power MAX.

Lu Di glared at his smile, with an incredulous look on his face: "Pervert, your courage is mostly related to your chicken... woo... small... woo!"

"You can try." Seeing that he was really about to cry, Ivan had to sympathize with this rebellious kid for three seconds, "Name?"

The young man stared at him and wanted to curse, but Ivan waved his fist threateningly before saying reluctantly, "Lu Di."

"Lu Di..." sounds familiar.Yiwen thought about it for a while before he remembered that he had read it on Xie Jinhe's information report.

Although he is different from a dude like Xie Jinhe who has no inheritance rights, as the young master of the Lu family, he usually runs around with these non-inheritance children, chasing excitement all day long and making chickens fly.The reason for registering in the data is that there was friction with Xie Jinhe before, and it is said that it almost stimulated the manic attack of the patient at that time.

"The one from the Lu family?"

Lu Di had a proud face: "It's my young master, if you're sensible, let me go quickly, otherwise..."

"What else?" He smiled casually, "I'm going to be hunted down by you anyway."

Having been punctured, Young Master Lu turned his gaze to one side, puffed up and said nothing.

Xie Jinhe's psychological situation has not been resolved, and it is too dangerous to get involved with this kind of role at this time.

Yiwen looked Lu Di up and down, looked at his frowning expression of not knowing what happened, and made a judgment: "It seems that you have to take the initiative to give up seeking revenge on me."

"???" Lu Di looked bewildered, but he faintly realized that he was in the upper hand, and immediately smiled triumphantly, "Maybe I can think about it if you kneel down and beg me now?"

"No," Evan said, "I think it's more useful to embarrass yourself too much to mention to anyone."

—Bad premonition.

作者有话要说：读者“国主大人”,灌溉营养液102017-09-2417:23:17

读者“明月青歌”,灌溉营养液12017-09-2300:44:45

Thank you

☆, the eighth course of treatment for mental illness

The darkness gradually receded from the horizon, and the dawn bit the lip of the night, leaving a smear of blood.Then the shattered golden light gradually rose from the horizon, leaving a dim light in the room.

But it couldn't illuminate the darkness that was sinking in his heart a little bit.

Just as the sunlight does not penetrate the bottom of the rock, Xie Jinhe panted in pain alone in the dark.

How long has passed.

It's strange that he is so afraid of the dark.Even after that person comes to his side, if he is not accompanied at night, he will still suffer from the nightmare.If he wakes up from a nightmare, he will shiver in a corner alone, and even cry incessantly.

But now I feel nothing.

Numbly walking back from the balcony, he let his bloody self sit on the bed, feeling that the blood-stained clothes were gradually drying and getting cold in the night wind, Xie Jinhe just sat by the bed, waiting blankly, watching the freezing cold outside the window. The silver-glazed moon, I don't know what I'm thinking.

Until the sound of the door opening, which was no longer expected.

Xie Jinhe turned his head slowly, and watched the handsome, almost beautiful young man walk in, he was carrying something in his hand, his expression looked a little tired, and his smooth black hair was still stained with morning dew.

So, he called that person's name almost dreamily: "...Ivan."

If it was in the past, the other party would respond with a gentle smile, but now in the dim light, the young man did not answer him, but walked over silently, ignoring his increasingly desperate eyes.

With the sound of footsteps, the young man put what he was carrying on the bedside table, and tapped the cabinet lightly with his fingers.

But Xie Jinhe didn't look at that thing at all, his eyes just stared at Ivan, unwilling to move away.He wanted to reach out to grab the corner of the psychotherapist's clothes, but he was afraid of being rejected and disgusted, so he was too timid to reach out.

He could no longer bear the cold gaze of the other party.

Evan frowned and glanced at him.Compared with the usual frivolous and unrestrained second young master of the Xie family, this Xie Jinhe, who is looking at him timidly now, is almost like a toddler who has become chaotically dependent because of excessive neglect or even abuse by his caretakers.

His body was covered in dried blood and cold sweat, and he looked really embarrassed.

He sighed.While Xie Jinhe flinched, he put his hand on his forehead, complaining in his heart as to why I am not going to hit you, while feeling the heat in the palm of his hand in surprise.

Very hot.

"You have a fever," Ivan said.

That's right, as long as a normal person blows the cold wind on the balcony all night covered in blood, he will definitely have a fever.

However, Xie Jinhe seemed to be taken aback. Before he could react, he had already held the hand that Ivan put on his forehead, begging weakly: "Don't... don't go..." His voice was hoarse, and his fearful eyes were full of fear. Uneasy and panicked, like worried that Evan would get so bored by this that he would throw himself away.

Ivan patted his hand lightly and said, "Lie down."

Xie Jinhe let go of his hands uneasily, and lay down obediently.

The sheets are all dirty, and I will have to ask the waiter to change them later. I don't know how to explain so much blood.Considering the current situation, Ivan tried to reach out and pull the torn clothes on Xie Jinhe's body. Because the blood had dried up, the rags were stuck to the flesh on his body. After trying to pull, Ivan didn't dare to pull again.

"Go wash it first and change your clothes. I'll put the medicine on you later." Ivan's voice was not as gentle as before, but it was still calm and gentle, "I bought painkillers, but the externally applied ointment may hurt a little , remember to tell me if it hurts too much. Are you hungry? I bought breakfast downstairs and eat it early before it gets cold."

"Ivan?" Xie Jinhe's voice