Thanks Bumin

"How are you doing recently?" Zhou Yan asked casually while turning on the humidifier filled with essential oils, and the scent of camellias gradually permeated the air.

Sitting cross-legged on the light green behind her was a teenager, with his thin chin pressed against the milky white pillow, his eyes closed and dozing off. Hearing Zhou Yan's question, the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, and he just smiled with lowered eyebrows. It is so beautiful that people temporarily lose the ability to speak.

Rao Zhou Yan was used to seeing him glamorous inadvertently, and he was stunned to see him, and he couldn't help blushing when he came back to his senses. It's alright for a young girl to be confused by her appearance, she is already very old Yes, I can't hold it anymore.

With a pure mind and a low desire, Zhou Yan muttered twice, and sat across from the young man with a teacup in his hand, and asked in a familiar tone with distance, "You look very happy today."

Hearing this, the young man reached out and touched the corner of his upturned mouth, his smile deepened, and a hint of joy flashed in his expression, "Is it so obvious?"

Zhou Yan asked knowingly, "Is he particularly happy today?"

The boy hugged the pillow in his arms tightly, nodded, and said sweetly: "Today is his birthday. In the morning, his best friend gave him a beautiful postcard, which he liked very much; in the evening, his mother sent him a postcard. He made a bowl of longevity noodles with shrimps and leeks, and he ate everything, not even the soup left. He smiled happily from the beginning to the end of the day today."

"Longevity Noodles with Shrimp and Chives, sounds good."

"I also made a bowl." The boy frowned in embarrassment, and said hesitantly, "After two bites, I couldn't eat anymore. Maybe it's because my craftsmanship is too bad."

Zhou Yan was fortunate enough to receive handmade biscuits made by him when he was in a good mood as a teenager, and he knew his cooking skills well, so he felt that he couldn't go along with his conscience, so he had to find another topic.

"What about you? Have you prepared a gift for him?"

"Hmm." The boy lowered his eyes, showing a rare shy expression, "It's a portrait of Venus by Botticelli, I wonder if he will like it."

"Yes." Zhou Yan was sure, as if the other person they were talking about was a close friend they both knew quite well, "He loves beautiful things the most, doesn't he?"

"He just knows how to appreciate beauty." The boy corrected seriously.

Zhou Yan smiled apologetically, and looked at the boy with gentle eyes, "When do you plan to give away your gift?"

Her tone was so casual and natural, as if it was just the most common conversation between friends, a gleam of light suddenly shot out from the eyes of the young boy who had always looked lazy, as if he had easily stripped off the disguise of the words, and grasped the little undetectable Probes and warnings.

"I know what I'm doing." Every word that came out of his lips was mixed with ice scum.

"I know you know it well." Zhou Yan didn't take the young man's displeasure into his eyes at all, and continued to offend him, "I hope you don't forget, he doesn't even know that you are still in his life existence. If you sincerely wish him well, don’t bother him.”

The young man's calm eyes were finally aroused by these words. Painful ripples were aroused layer by layer. Where both of them could see, the young man's slender and beautiful fingers burst into veins and pinched them deeply into the pillow. The scene was horrifying.

After a while, the young man seemed to come out of his own thoughts, let out a deep breath, and solemnly promised: "As long as he can live well, I will not disturb him."

Zhou Yan was still not satisfied, "With such a long life, it is impossible for someone to be safe and smooth forever, without any worries. You can't..."

"I can't? Why can't I! Why is it me!" The madness hidden in the boy's heart was completely aroused, the pillow in his hand was completely torn, and white cotton wool fell to the ground.

"I met him, I fell in love with him first, he is mine! If it weren't for...how could he be...by..."

The young man fell into painful memories, his clenched lower lip turned pale white, his originally clear pupils were filled with brutal blood red, in order to restrain the devil in his heart, his stiff hands were tightly entangled.

Zhou Yan was still surprised when he saw this scene at first, but now, she didn't even move, but reminded him in a voice that could be heard clearly by a teenager: "You should learn to control yourself, otherwise it will never be possible... into his life."

The young man in torment let out a low panting sound. Slowly, his breathing gradually stabilized, his tense arms gradually relaxed, and finally, he returned to a peaceful appearance no different from ordinary people.

"Sorry, I lost my composure." The young man covered his eyes with his hands, and apologized hoarsely to Zhou Yan.If it weren't for the redness in the eyes that leaked from the fingers, everyone would think that he is a young master Pian Pian who is drunk after the party is over.

Zhou Yan swallowed his sigh, reached out and poured a cup of scented tea and pushed it in front of him.

The boy held the transparent teacup in his palm, and twirled his fingers around the wall of the cup.

"Besides him? What else did you do?"

"It's the little things."

Zhou Yan smiled, "You can also talk about small things, you always let me make up enough time for work."

The young man looked at Zhou Yan who was listening attentively with a half-smile, and slowly said, "I've dealt with the two people sent over there to stare at me, and the other side refused to give up, and was thinking about killing the one I gave her." Do you think it's ridiculous for my baby son to make a seat?"

Zhou Yan: ...She didn't want to hear this.

"The stool under my father's buttocks is eager to climb up before he sits on it. Who is on top of him? The one from the Xu family, he really thinks of me as a god, and he will pull anyone off the horse if he wants to. "The boy casually said a bunch of things that would be shocking enough to throw out any one, and suddenly smiled strangely, "Actually, it's not impossible, but..." He only made a mouth shape for the following words , Zhou Yan, who had been self-hypnotizing and didn't hear anything, easily ignored them.

"You said so much, aren't you afraid that I will reveal it?" Zhou Yan asked weakly.

"No." The boy's tone suddenly became extremely confident.

Zhou Yan asked in surprise, "So trust me?"

The boy's eyes fell lightly on her, "I believe in myself."

"Heh, heh." Zhou Yan laughed dryly twice, feeling that he deserved this high salary and didn't waste any money.

"I mean what books I read and what songs I listened to. These are the little things in ordinary people's lives!"

"Oh." The boy shrugged disapprovingly, and then pinched his chin as if thinking hard, "Tell me, does it count if I learn two new dishes?"

"Of course." Zhou Yan, who finally got the topic on track, slapped his thigh, overjoyed, and continued to guide him to say more, "What are they?"

"Spicy pork ribs with cheese, Tom Yum Kung soup." The boy twisted his fingers, his eyes sparkling, "I don't know if he will like it."

Well, after circling around and back to that person, Zhou Yan finally sighed after holding back his sigh all morning, "Probably."

"Doctor Zhou, would you like to try it?" The young man warmly invited.

Zhou Yan immediately shook his head frantically, and declined politely: "I eat lightly, to keep healthy."

A slight doubt appeared on the boy's face, "His taste is also bland, I wonder if he can get used to it."

The cuckoo on the low table sticks out its head and chirps cheerfully, and the pointer on its belly points to exactly four o'clock.

Zhou Yan secretly breathed a sigh of relief, the boy stood up from the sofa, and stretched out his palm towards her, "Thank you, Doctor Zhou, today is a very pleasant day."

Zhou Yan was stunned for a moment, and squeezed that white jade-like hand. Suddenly, she recalled something and pulled her hand back. Turning around, she took out two bags of homemade scented tea from the small kitchen cabinet next to her and stuffed them into the young man's hand, "How much to drink? For one thing, this calmness still has some effect."

After pausing for a moment, the boy grabbed the brown paper bag with both hands and put it in front of him, and said thank you again.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, your family pays to invite me here, and I will only have you as a patient, so let's treat it as a VIP."

At that time, she could still sit and talk with the boy calmly, making a few innocuous jokes. Not long after, they sat together again, but the atmosphere was no longer as calm and harmonious as before.

"You don't need to say any more, I won't sign it." Zhou Yan seriously pushed the document back in front of the young man, "Take it back, and you don't need to bring it with you when you come next time."

The boy in white clothes and black trousers stretched out his fingers and clicked on the document rejected by Zhou Yan, "Why is Doctor Zhou doing this, just signing a document to prove that I am no different from ordinary people, it is an easy thing for you Bar."

"I know whether you have recovered or not, and I also know that, no matter in terms of professional ethics or the friendship between you and me, I can't sign this word." Zhou Yan refused to give an inch, and his attitude was decisive.

"I know that you have always wanted to cooperate with Rogers to study the new topic you proposed. I can invite Mr. Rogers to join your experimental team on your behalf, set up an experimental team, set up a laboratory, and all the research funds will be borne by me, and I will also To ensure that you will be the absolute core of the team, no matter what your research is, no one else will interfere." The young man opened and closed his mouth, and his blood-colored lips made an offer that no one could refuse.

She can gather the best team, purchase top-notch equipment, have no upper limit on funding, no pressure on results, and even the masters she admires the most can be invited to escort her. This is definitely the dream of every researcher in the field. Research heaven.

Even though Zhou Yan is getting older and his mind is getting stronger, he can't help but feel his heart swaying at the alluring fruit in front of his eyes.

She couldn't help scrutinizing the young man in front of her. He still had the same handsome facial features, the same low-browed smile, and the soft-spoken attitude, but he felt that he was different from the mild-mannered appearance when he came here. The insight in the young man's eyes made her suddenly recall the frightening deeds he said in the past, and the original three-point disbelief disappeared with the other side of the young man at this moment.

"Are these the conditions in exchange for my signature?" Zhou Yan stared at the pen in his hand and asked knowingly.

"Where." The young man shook his head slightly, "You gave up your job in the research institute for my treatment and moved from Beicheng to Xiacheng. I have always been grateful for your hard work. These are just thank you gifts. As for the signature, it will be It is your last and best help to me, I don't think you will refuse, right?"

"Don't put a high hat on me, I'm just fooled by money to earn a little money to support my family."

Feeling that Zhou Yan had already compromised under the generous terms he offered, the young man picked up the document in front of him again, wanting Zhou Yan to sign it, but she held down his wrist when he didn't want to.

"You are..." A look of surprise flashed in the boy's eyes.

"I'm sorry, although the conditions you offered are really attractive, but I still can't sign for you." Zhou Yan smiled wryly at his decision in his heart, and said, "Although I really want to have my own research team, I want to set up my own laboratory, and I really want to accept the guidance of Professor Rogers, but I can still weigh how much I am. I am an ordinary scholar who studies psychology. Since I have not reached that level, I will not go out and embarrass the country. It's here."

The boy, who hadn't expected the situation to develop like this, was stunned for two seconds, and the face that lost his disguise for a while revealed the real irritability and tyranny in his heart.

Zhou Yan, who had accurately captured this scene, felt for a moment that the boy would pounce on him and finish him off, so he couldn't help but grab the armrest beside him, putting on a defensive posture.

"Heh." The young man lowered his head, and let out a hoarse laugh, "So, are we talking?"

"It's not that the talk has collapsed, it's that there's nothing to talk about at all." Zhou Yan said firmly, looking at the young man sitting with his head bowed, he felt an inexplicable sense of maternal pity in his heart, and softened his tone to be persuasive, "How is your situation?" So you know that since I took over you three years ago, there has been no progress at all, no, it can be said that it has become more and more serious, I hope you can really accept my treatment in the future, maybe it is still possible..."

"Doctor Zhou." The boy suddenly interrupted Zhou Yan, "I remember you have a daughter who is in junior high school in Xiacheng Foreign Languages, right?"

As a mother, Zhou Yan's mind suddenly sounded an alarm, and immediately looked at the smiling boy vigilantly.

Seeing her like this, the boy smiled more confidently. He reached into his trousers and took out an envelope, took out the photos inside and spread them on the low table one by one.

Zhou Yan gasped, his heart skipped a beat.The back view of entering the school gate, the smiling face when shopping with his female companion, and the appearance of acting like a baby to his mother, these photos cover almost all time of the day, the girl in the photo is Gu Panshenghui, charming and charming, Zhou Yan is very familiar with Even not long ago, I heard a girl call "Mom" sweetly.

"You, you actually threatened me." Zhou Yan felt unprecedented anger.

The young man put his right index finger on his lips to signal Zhou Yan to lower his voice, "This is not a threat, it is an exchange. I never believed in this world that there are deals that cannot be reached, and being rejected is only because the conditions are not right."

"Look, you have already rejected me once, so this time, will you still reject me?"

Zhou Yan's chest heaved violently, she was too angry to say anything, she could only express her indignation with trembling fingers.

The young man understood her silent question in an instant, "After hearing so many things before, do you still think I dare not? Although I don't want to admit it, you are indeed the person who understands me best in the world besides myself. Do you dare to gamble with me based on this understanding, to see if I dare to attack her?"

Human life is worthless, money is like dung, there is only one person in the sky and on earth that he puts in his eyes and protects in his heart. The life and death of other people will not be just dust that he inadvertently picks up. Just brush it off.

Zhou Yan knew too well that if she refused, the flowery life in the photo would instantly turn black and white. To sign or not to sign, the boy never gave her the right to choose from the very beginning.

Observing the change in Zhou Yan's expression, the young man spread out the document and put it back in Zhou Yan's hand.

Zhou Yan's sweaty fingers turned twice before he unscrewed the cap of the pen, and signed the word "Zhou Yan" in the blank column of appraiser.

Everything was over, and the squinting and smiling boy had won an expected victory.

Before leaving, Zhou Yan lowered his head wearily and asked him, "Why? Why are you in such a hurry to get this document? Wasn't it good before?"

The young man with his back to her spoke in a soft voice, as gentle as if he was whispering in his lover's ear, "Because I can't wait any longer. I want him to belong to me now, in the future, and forever."

"So," the boy made the most childish gesture since the two met, and he blinked quickly at Zhou Yan, "The doctor made a mistake. My illness is not stagnant, but getting worse and worse. It's getting worse."