The perfect game for personalities

Xiang Zimo was still holding the bag, which was the dessert he bought on Xianglin Street just now, and the fresh aroma came out from the gaps in the paper bag, diluting the tense coldness in the air.

Jiang Fei saw it, so she broke away from He Qian's hand again.

This time He Qian didn't insist and let go.

He stood up slowly, watching Jiang Fei walk to Xiang Zimo's side without looking back, his back was relaxed when talking to him with his back turned, it was a comfortable and reassuring intimacy gesture.

Jiang Fei knew that Xiang Zimo would not misunderstand for no reason.

He reached out to take the bag from Xiang Zimo's hand, and couldn't help but look in through the edge of the fragrance, sniffed it, and put it away again.

"Let's go."

Seeing that he didn't pay attention to He Qian, Xiang Zimo's face softened a little, and he only glanced coldly at the gloomy He Qian, then hugged Jiang Fei's waist in front of him, turned and left the conference room.

He Qian, who stayed where he was, stood in the empty meeting room, watching them go away.

On the way home, Xiang Zimo was still a little unhappy.He seldom shows such obvious displeasure, his brows are wrinkled, and his handsome silhouette looks even harder to approach, just like Jiang Fei's sharpness when he first met him.

But when he turned his head to look at Jiang Fei, he melted again, holding his hand and interlocking his fingers without saying a word.

Such an inseparable posture, as well as the gaze cast in the shadow of the carriage, all wrapped Jiang Fei into this territory that does not allow others to step in and interfere.

The sulking from coming here has long since disappeared, and Jiang Fei also gave him a peaceful look.

With just this wordless glance, the hostility in Xiang Zimo's eyebrows and eyes dissipated immediately. He raised his hand and kissed the back of Jiang Fei's hand.

Back home, it was not until before going to bed that Xiang Zimo finally asked about today's affairs.

"What did He Qian tell you?"

A dim light was left on the bedside lamp, Jiang Fei came out of the bathroom, and walked towards him with a thin and hairy figure. The sweet and fruity fragrance of the shower gel seemed to emanate from him, which made people feel uncomfortable. Thirsty and hungry.

He had just blown the roots of his hair with a hair dryer, but the ends of his hair were still a little wet, so he went to the closet to find a new towel, and at the same time stated what happened in the meeting room in a casual tone.

"Now he is the head of this entertainment company and wants to transfer me to another position."

Speaking of other positions, they all knew that He Qian was planning to blatantly transfer him to a position closest to him, such as assistant to the president.

Jiang Fei squatted down to find a new towel in the drawer of the cabinet, closed it, wiped his head and got up.

"But I thought about it. If he insists, I will resign."

Looking back, Xiang Zimo was still leaning against the head of the bed, his expression on his face was buried in hazy shadows, but his eyes were like a precise beam of light illuminating Jiang Fei's porcelain-white face.

His silence made Jiang Fei uncertain for a moment, he hesitated for a while, and approached to continue explaining.

But Xiang Zimo suddenly stretched out his hand to grab his arm, pulled him onto the bed with force, and turned over.

Jiang Fei was lying on the soft and wide quilt, looking at Xiang Zimo who was leaning over in a little astonishment.

This is a very oppressive posture, but Xiang Zimo's expression of being close at hand is as gentle as ever, and lingering affection overflows from his deep eyes.

Gently flicking Jiang Fei's wet temples with his knuckles, he lowered his head and kissed his soft lips.

After a while, he asked in a low voice.

"Xiao Fei, do you like me?"

Having been together for five years, Xiang Zimo and Jiang Fei are used to the life of each other, but when He Qian suddenly barged in, Xiang Zimo suddenly felt a little panic.

He knew that He Qian and Jiang Fei had known each other for a long time, even though He Qian did such an impulsive thing at the beginning, but now he has become a lot more mature, his wealth and power are at the top of the pyramid.

He was not sure whether Jiang Fei would forgive He Qian or even reconcile with him.

There are many people who like Jiang Fei, Xiang Zimo has never been worried, but now he feels a sense of crisis.

Jiang Fei didn't speak, and the face with scattered black hair was also dazzling in the night, like a shining treasure.

And his hesitation was under the gaze that was close at hand, and there was nowhere to hide.

Xiang Zimo saw clearly, his heart trembled, and then he lowered his head and kissed him as if to escape.

The lips moved down along the pointed jaw, biting the tooth marks on Jiang Fei's neck.

Like a prey caught in the throat, Jiang Fei struggled slightly a few times.

Because of work, they agreed that they would not leave traces in obvious places, and occasionally they would get out of control, but now Jiang Fei can feel that Xiang Zimo is very sober, and the behavior similar to markings when sober is mixed with Mixed with strong jealousy.

The aggressiveness gradually increased, and he subconsciously wanted to push again, but his wrist was grabbed.

In order to prevent He Qian from continuing to harass him with official business, Jiang Fei sent a resignation letter to the company's mailbox the next day under Xiang Zimo's watchful eye.

Unexpectedly, the other party's approval was very fast, and the resignation process was extremely smooth.

Xiang Zimo was relieved at first, but he had to go to work after resting at home for a few days. Looking at Jiang Fei who was left alone at home, he suddenly realized that this was He Qian's goal.

Because he resigned and no longer served as an assistant, Jiang Fei couldn't go to work with him, so he could only stay at home alone.

And this was the moment when he placed an order, and Xiang Zimo couldn't come back in time.

Realizing this, Xiang Zimo's expression suddenly turned ugly, and he stood at the door for a while without moving.

For a moment, he wanted to drop everything and stay.

Jiang Fei, who also guessed it belatedly, looked at him, helped him answer the phone that was beeping in his pocket, whispered to brother Zhang who was urging him to go out soon, hung up, and then raised his eyes.

"You can work at ease, and I will be fine."

Of course Xiang Zimo believed in him, but he didn't believe in He Qian.

Five years ago, He Qian had already dared to lock up Jiang Fei privately. If Qiao Ge hadn't arrived in time, what would happen to Jiang Fei, Xiang Zimo didn't even dare to think about it.

At that time, he was determined to embark on the road of music again, also in order to have the strength to protect Jiang Fei.

Now that he has it, he still has to part with Jiang Fei. He is afraid that Jiang Fei will disappear from his sight the next second, and He Qian will steal it away again.

Seeing Xiang Zimo's gaze, Jiang Fei walked closer, took his hand and whispered comfort.

"You are my emergency contact. If something really happens, I will call you immediately, or call the police."

"I'm an adult and I will protect myself."

What about adults, in the face of various privileges and ranks, only those who stand at the top have the power to control everything.

Xiang Zimo didn't say these words, just bowed his head and kissed him, saying reluctantly.

"Take care of yourself, I'll be back soon."

When leaving the community, Xiang Zimo interrupted Brother Zhang who was talking about work arrangements.

"Push back all the announcements that can be postponed. I need a day of free time, as soon as possible."

Brother Zhang asked in surprise.

"One day? Where do you want to go?"

Xiang Zimo's gaze moved out of the window, watching the familiar scenery around the community gradually being covered by the bustling streets, while Jiang Fei was getting farther and farther behind.

He said softly with a calm expression.

"Go buy a ring."

The home without one person suddenly became extraordinarily empty. Jiang Fei followed Xiang Zimo as an assistant after graduating from university, and was inseparable from him all day long. Now he is not used to being suddenly idle.

They were too busy a while ago, so they sent the kitten to the pet shop to take care of it. Jiang Fei planned to pack it up and bring the kitten back in a few days.

He cleaned the house alone for two or three days, and went to the nearby supermarket and flower and bird market to buy some green plants to decorate the house, adding some lively atmosphere of fireworks.

Xiang Zimo would call him every day, talking about the work he was doing, and thinking about him.

Seeing Xiang Zimo through the screen is like a fan seeing him on TV. This person who was hugging him to sleep a few days ago suddenly became a big star out of reach.

After hanging up the video, Jiang Fei thought about his personality again.

His task is to identify the patient's main personality and dissolve the other sub-personalities.

The requirements for resolution are relatively clear, but ablation is somewhat trickier.

Because there is no specific requirement and method, everything about the ablation is unknown, and Jiang Fei can't guess what the ablation the patient wants refers to.

Because I was too absorbed in thinking, when I looked up again, I found that it was already evening.

There was no time to make dinner, so Jiang Fei planned to eat wontons on the street near the community.

He was wearing gray casual clothes, and only brought his keys and mobile phone. He walked on the lit-up street at night, blowing the wind, and his fluffy hair was blown up.

Now he has gained some popularity on the Internet. In order to avoid unnecessary troubles, he wears a mask to cover most of his face, but the exposed black eyes are even more attractive.

The bright black pupils reflected the colorful light, sparkling and vivid.

Many passers-by couldn't help but stare at him, and some excitedly took out their mobile phones to secretly take pictures, thinking he was the handsome amateur guy they met.

Jiang Fei quietly finished eating the wontons and then walked back. At this time, the night was more lively, and the traffic was busy like a bright city that never sleeps.

He walked through the street, and when he waited for the traffic light, he glanced back indistinctly.

Someone is following him.

This was the prying he had felt shortly after he left the house. It didn't look like a passer-by was looking at him curiously, nor did he have any malicious intentions. Instead, he was secretly protecting him like a shadow.

Could it be that Xiang Zimo secretly hired some bodyguards for him?

Jiang Fei thought about it, and felt that this was really possible.

Rubbing the hard shell of the phone with his fingertips, he walked through the traffic lights absently, slowed down, and stopped on the side of the road to send a message to Xiang Zimo.

【Zimo, did you hire a bodyguard to follow me? 】

Just as he was about to put his phone in his pocket and wait for a reply, Xiang Zimo had already called.

Xu Shi guessed that he was outside when he asked this sentence, so Xiang Zimo didn't have a video, and only asked on the phone.

"You went out?"

"Well, I'm out for dinner, but I've finished eating and I'm on my way back."

Xiang Zimo spoke nervously as if he was a lost child, trying to explain patiently without arousing his resentment.

"Be careful when you go out. I did hire a bodyguard to follow you, so it's safer."

Seeing that he was facing an enemy like this, Jiang Fei didn't refuse his kindness, and walked slowly towards the direction of the community. After chatting for more than ten minutes, he heard brother Zhang urging him to shoot an advertisement, so he said wisely.

"Okay, go to work, I've already arrived at the gate of the community."

Xiang Zimo finally felt relieved, and smiled reluctantly.

"I'll be back in two or three days and bring you a present."

"Gift?"

Jiang Fei thought about it suspiciously, there wasn't any festival or anniversary recently, why did Xiang Zimo even buy him a special gift.

But Xiang Zimo remained mysterious under his curious questioning, and his laughter was mixed with inexplicable expectations.

"Okay, I'm really going to hang up, think about me."

"understood."

They seldom say sweet and greasy love words between them, talking about missing with a natural attitude is something Xiang Zimo would do, and Jiang Fei never expresses such feelings.

On the one hand, it's because of his introverted temperament, and the other reason is that he knows very well that he doesn't really like Xiang Zimo, and maybe he will develop a good impression after getting along with him for a long time, but...

It cannot be said with certainty that he really likes Xiang Zimo.

This is why Jiang Fei hesitated when Xiang Zimo asked him if he liked her last time.

After all, in the previous treatment cases, no patient has ever had feelings for him, and even did such an intimate thing. Now Jiang Fei feels that he has confused reality and fantasy, and it will take some time to sort it out after the treatment is over. thoughts.

Thinking aimlessly, he walked along the street to a neighborhood not far away.

There are fewer pedestrians here, and the lights are much darker.

When a car suddenly stopped beside Jiang Fei, before he could react, the person rushing out from the back seat covered his mouth and nose with a handkerchief mixed with medicine, and dragged him to the car.

The whole process was very quick. In less than a minute, the vehicle fled away, and the bodyguards who had been following Jiang Fei began to panic.

They obviously came prepared.

This was Jiang Fei's last thought before he fell into a coma.

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