Mr. Lu was heartbroken after I left

Scenes from the past played out in his mind, and his body seemed to be still suffering in such dire straits. No matter how much he begged for mercy, he could not get relief. The despair hit him again, submerging him like a tide, and even his breathing became difficult, and his whole body shivering with cold.

The man who pushed him into hell is now pressing on him, looking at him with such terrifying eyes.

All feelings are deceitful, he doesn't love him at all, he is just a dog who comes and goes when he is called, and now he is pretending to be affectionate, and he is definitely going to push him into A deeper hell!He can't make the same mistakes again!

"Ayang! You look at me, you listen to me! I won't take you to the hospital. The psychiatrist is already at home. You can see him in a while. Be obedient and cooperate with the treatment. I won't hurt you. I won't lie to you, trust me!" Lu Beiye roared in despair.

He can guess what he is thinking in his heart, even if he regrets everything, he can't go back to the past to change those things, that is Xu Zhuoyang's shadow, and why is it not a thorn in his heart, once touched, it hurts to the marrow, pushing his love back After falling into the abyss for five full years, living in guilt every day is not so good. If he hadn't held the faint hope of being able to find him again, he would have gone down to atone for his sin a long time ago.

Xu Zhuoyang could no longer listen to what he said, he caught a glimpse of a silver light on the bedside table out of the corner of his eye, it was a fruit knife!

He broke free from Lu Beiye's shackles, stretched out his hand to take the knife, and Lu Beiye, who had been watching him, immediately noticed his movements. Xu Zhuoyang held the knife and stabbed towards his heart without hesitation. Lu Beiye His eyes were tearing apart, "Ah Yang!"

The sharp blade stopped just one centimeter away from the skin, and drop after drop of blood fell on the chest of Xu Zhuoyang's pajamas.

Lu Beiye's hand wrapped around the tip of the knife, and blood spilled out from between his fingers. It was so scary, and the wound was so deep that it almost approached the bone. Even so, he didn't dare to let go.

He thought that Xu Zhuoyang's knife would be aimed at him, but he didn't expect that he was going to commit suicide, which made him break out in a cold sweat. He would rather stab himself with that knife than Xu Zhuoyang get hurt again.

Xu Zhuoyang let go of the handle holding the knife in astonishment, Lu Beiye took the knife away, and threw the knife deep in his palm far away, the blood continued to flow down his fingertips, he looked down at Xu Zhuoyang who seemed a little absent-minded , I breathed a sigh of relief.

Just when he thought Xu Zhuoyang had calmed down, Xu Zhuoyang suddenly turned his head away, looked straight at the floor-to-ceiling windows, and began to move uncomfortably again. Having learned the lesson from last time, Lu Beiye no longer dared to let go. He knew that Xu Zhuoyang was watching There must be a desire to jump from here!

This is the third floor, if you fall, you will definitely get hurt.

The injured hand could no longer use strength, Xu Zhuoyang struggled to leave, he couldn't control himself, he was almost pushed open several times, suddenly the bedroom door was pushed open with a "bang", and a man in a white shirt strode away Come on, with a syringe in his hand, he walked up to Xu Zhuoyang, raised the hand holding the syringe, Lu Beiye scolded, "What are you doing?"

Meng Chuan blinked, with an innocent face, "Give him a tranquilizer, if this continues, both you and him will be injured, and his spirit will completely collapse, and his symptoms will become more serious."

Lu Beiye gritted his teeth and turned his head away. Meng Chuan pressed Xu Zhuoyang without hesitation, plunged the syringe into his body, and pushed the liquid inside.

Waiting for the effect of the medicine to take effect, Meng Chuan explained to Lu Beiye, "I have been here a long time ago, and I have been standing at the door listening for a long time. What you described to me before and what you just heard should be persecution paranoia, mainly five years ago. The psychological shadow is too great, seeing you now will keep deepening the memory of five years ago, and keep thinking, your words or inadvertent actions can make him think that you are going to shoot him again."

Xu Zhuoyang had already calmed down, lying on the bed with no strength. Lu Beiye looked distressed, carefully covered him with a quilt, and asked Butler Wang to come in to take care of him. He and Meng Chuan left the bedroom and went to the study to talk.

Meng Chuan bandaged his wound with a medicine box, remembering the gauze on the bedroom floor and the injuries on Xu Zhuoyang's hands and feet just now, and joked, "The gauze in your house has been used recently enough."

Lu Beiye's voice cooled down, "If you talk too much, I'll tell your mother about the asshole you did recently."

Meng Chuan shivered, curled his lips helplessly, and didn't dare to talk nonsense.

Lu Beiye asked, "Can it be cured?"

"Yes, but the main source of his illness is the psychological shadow, and the medicine will not have much effect. I speculate that the worst time for him is not now, but when he just got rid of those days, so, you What you see now is just when he was still calm, he was really crazy, you haven't seen it yet."

Lu Beiye suddenly felt that it was hard to breathe, his heart seemed to be pierced with thousands of needles, and Xu Zhuoyang's eyes that wanted to die seemed to appear in front of his eyes.

"You said before that he kept thinking of that memory because he saw me. If, if I let him go so that he can't see me, will he, will he... get better?"

Lu Beiye stammered out these words, and after he finished speaking, he found that his back was drenched in cold sweat, and his heart felt empty. It seemed that something had been forcefully dug out, leaving a big empty hole.

Meng Chuan had a look of disbelief, "You have such a serious personality disorder that you are willing to let him go?"

He and Lu Beiye are both cousins ​​and doctors and patients. Over the years, he has almost a thorough understanding of Lu Beiye, and he is almost paranoid about the things he likes.

In junior high school, a very important person left suddenly, and then the small gift that person gave him was taken away by others, and when he returned home, he saw Mengman killing the dog he had raised since childhood. Since then, he He is worried about gains and losses for all the things he likes, and he can feel at ease by locking up all the things he likes. Even Meng Chuan was almost locked up by him when he was a child. Later, when the old man found out, he almost broke his leg when he was beaten, so he restrained himself a little. , The psychiatrist did counseling, and the symptoms were relieved a little.

Back then when Xu Zhuoyang was in Fengying Entertainment, he was monitoring people almost all day long, knowing what time and where he was, as long as he wanted to.

After searching like crazy for five years, the person who finally got it now would rather let him go?

Lu Beiye lowered his head and covered his face with his hands, "I've done enough to apologize to him. I hope he will be happy in the future, instead of being frightened all the time, needing tranquilizers to calm down, even if he..." Leaving I……

When he thought of Xu Zhuoyang looking for death, he couldn't help being afraid, the pain in his hand was so clear, the knife was so sharp, if he didn't hold it, if the knife had pierced his heart...

He didn't even dare to think about the consequences.

Xu Zhuoyang is not dead, he is still alive, this is the best news for him, if he is really forced to death by himself, he will not be able to atone for his sin even if he dies ten thousand times.

Meng Chuan shrugged, "The thought is touching, but unfortunately even if you let him go, his condition will not improve, because this is a temporary solution, not the root cause, otherwise he won't see you for five years, why is he still sick? His shadow It comes from you, since you have the heart to repent, why not go and dispel his shadow yourself."

Lu Beiye said in a deep voice, "As long as he can't see me, it's enough? What if I'm not around when he wants to die next time? Instead of this, it's better to send him back."

Meng Chuan waved his hand, "No, no, he is like this, you can't let him go."

Lu Beiye frowned in confusion, "Why?"

"He wants to die now. After you let him go, are you sure that he won't have the idea of ​​dying? He's not mentally normal now. Once he gets sick, he can't control himself at all. Moreover, you think he will Is there anyone who loves him more than you? Will you be relieved to let him out of your eyes?"

Meng Chuan explained one by one, and every sentence made Lu Beiye's heart sink.

Meng Chuan was very clear about what happened back then. What Xu Zhuoyang was afraid of was all given by Lu Beiye, betrayal, sadness, pain, humiliation, fear, everything could not bear it at the last moment and completely collapsed.

Meng Chuan stood up, picked up the photo on the desk, and said softly, "Speaking of which, I am also somewhat related to him. His sister's lover is my own sister. I also hope that he can get better soon."

Lu Beiye lowered his head, clenched his fists, and was in a state of entanglement. He hoped that Xu Zhuoyang would stay by his side, but when he thought of how he resisted him in every possible way and struggled to escape, he felt so distressed that he couldn't breathe. .

Can he really dispel his shadow and cure his disease?

Meng Chuan put down the photo and said, "I'll send the medicine I'm taking, as well as the sedative. Don't inject this kind of thing when it's not necessary. It will damage the body, but it's like the one just now. Don't hesitate about the situation."

Lu Beiye nodded, and Meng Chuan suddenly remembered something, and said, "By the way, my aunt recently stayed at my house. When she was talking to my mother, I seemed to hear that she was very dissatisfied with Xu Zhuoyang."

"What else?" Lu Beiye asked.

Meng Chuan narrowed his eyes slightly, and his eyes became dangerous, "She is looking for Yuan Yi recently, and there is a child named Fu Yun."

Lu Beiye rubbed the center of his brows irritably, thinking of Meng Man's words, he couldn't help but feel worried.

Yuan Yi...is he still alive?

"Fu Yun is with Yuan Quan, so take it over when you have time. He is very important to Xu Zhuoyang, and having him around will also benefit Xu Zhuoyang's spirit. Moreover, with the strength of the Yuan family in the country, they can't protect him. It’s better to keep it by your side.”

After Meng Chuan finished speaking, he turned and left the study. Lu Beiye went out without staying for a while. He returned to the bedroom. Xu Zhuoyang had already calmed down. He leaned against the French window and looked outside. When he heard the door open, he looked back lazily. , Then turned his head away and stared out of the window silently.

"Want to leave?"

His words made Xu Zhuoyang turn his head and look at him intently.

"Let's play a game. If we win, I will let you go."