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Chapter 1 Paranoia

In many cases, only silent people are born with deductive talent.Can always appear in the crowd with noise, as if the living life of the body has been taken away by the person who left this world, leaving a breath full of breath in the skin in the eyes of others, the iron plate is steady and majestic and trying to hide , the alternation of old and new that is hard to fill.

The large multifunctional studio on the [-]th floor of Jinmao International Building was full of seats.Because a grand exchange meeting in the academic world was going on at the moment, the man stood on the stage, speaking judgments, commenting every word and every sentence in cadence, and interpreting it with all his strength.

There was applause like a tide below, following every sentence of his sentence one after another, it is enough to see how far he has reached at this time.

After several years of speech experience and accumulation of medical technology, he is now the hottest new star in the medical field, a golden bachelor in the eyes of the world, but he is not suitable for marriage.

The content of the speech seemed boring, full of diseases in deep medical difficulties, bold guesses and step-by-step demonstrations.

"...So in fact, the patient's personal emotions will more or less mean a slight change in the speed of the lesion's spread. This is my analysis of the structural molecules of the disease related to "Prozac". Whether you want to believe me or not Conclusion, but I'm done."

If you are a supporter of his medical theory, you will find that since he became famous, every speech he has given has ended with this research conclusion and this passage that makes people feel arrogant and not good for the senses.

Many people don't understand why he is so paranoid that emotions can more or less control the spread of lesions. Compared with the medical field, the only thing that can be treated with this method is "Prozac" for mental depression. He firmly believes and takes the trouble , preaching hoarsely.

Except for his own belief.

At this moment, when he once again stood on the highly anticipated podium to publicize his theory of poverty, looking at the enthusiastic and tireless faces below, he was as calm as usual, expressionless, or There was no moment when the voice was slightly choked up.

I don't know how long it will take before he removes the mask that blocks all his emotions, and then reveals the bloody scar on his heart. He hopes that one day it will bloom and a large mass of soft cotton candy.

Maybe, in this life, as long as he thinks of that person, and the few years that that person gave him, he will feel heartache and lose control, and the guilt in his heart is beyond words.

All that is only because of that verdant past, and only because of the person who has something to do with these memories.At that time, Pei Ji took everything he gave as a matter of course, and now he is also accepting the endless waiting, longing and those warm smiles that he still longs for so far.

The night is still a little cold, but it is just right for those who miss it.

Since he left, he hasn't shown much emotion.

After the medical lecture, Pei Ji returned to the apartment to rest accompanied by his assistant Lin Jiajia.

Habitually, he took out a few bottles of high-strength liquor from the refrigerator and drank it without saying a word.The woman next to him went out knowingly, and after getting along for some days, she already knew his temper, knew how to avoid his restricted area, and how to get along properly.

Pei Ji looked at the empty room, wisps of moonlight shone in, the clock on the wall was ticking, the days passed by inadvertently, he and he inadvertently changed beyond recognition.

He finally got his wish and became a well-known expert in organ surgery in Chengdu. He has rejuvenated his hands and is admired by everyone. There are also many followers and admirers.He began to become shrewd and sophisticated in dealing with things.He began to restrain his sharpness, and gradually became taciturn, no longer the dull, willful and selfish Pei Ji he used to be.

These changes are actually not a big deal, the biggest thing is that he is no longer Lu Zhongyi's Pei Ji, no longer needed by him, no longer relied on by him.

He couldn't even find him in the whole world, and he completely lost the man who would appear when he said "I'm alone".

How did the two of them spend their last time together? Pei Ji began to think about those days again, and tried hard to remember some warm past, so as to warm himself who was extremely cold at the moment, but no matter how many times he thought about it, , all that comes to mind is unpleasantness.

He is gentle, tolerant, and caring without a bottom line.My own willfulness, stinginess, endless willfulness.They quarreled, fought coldly, fought the wounds like two wounded beasts, and never slept.

There were already several empty bottles on the table, and he opened another bottle and drank it down, choking tears.Feeling something churning in his stomach, he staggered all the way to the bathroom to vomit while holding the wine bottle.Through the glass door, you can see the middle of the opposite TV tower from the bathroom. Pei Ji is leaning gracefully by the toilet. The mixture of vomited food residue and concentrated alcohol hangs on the corner of his mouth. The journey is unimpeded. His chin traced a pickled line.

Facing the wine bottle with white bubbles, the drunk man mumbled inarticulately: "Lu Zhongyi, do you feel sorry for me knowing that my life is so bad?"

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