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Although Tao Yu thought Song Xinming was hateful, he was Chinese after all, and he didn't want to be seen as a joke in other countries, not to mention that Song's visa was about to expire soon, and the prosecution had to go through procedures, so he left him here. Block yourself.Thinking of this, he gestured to Chang Zheng, which meant "forget it, let him go".

Chang Zheng glanced at it, ignored it, and continued to negotiate with the police.Tao Yu lay down on the table with a headache, and all kinds of distracting thoughts popped up in his mind from time to time. For a while, he wondered if Song Xinming was going to stab himself with a knife, and for a while, he wondered how the people who had a good relationship in the past got into this situation. As for Chang Zheng, what did he say to the police? He didn't listen to a word.

Ten minutes later, the police handed him a form for him to sign. After reading it for a long time, Tao Yu realized that it was used to apply for a Restraining Order, forcing Song Xinming not to approach him. If he violated the restriction order, he would be sent to prison without any procedures.

He looked up at Chang Zheng uncertainly, and the other party nodded: "You can signit." (Translation: You can sign.)

Tao Yu then signed it and handed it back to the police. The copied page was torn off and kept as a stub.

"His visa expires in a week, and he has to return to China soon. It doesn't matter whether there is this restriction or not." After the police left, Tao Yu said to Chang Zheng.

"You think of people too simply." Chang Zheng picked up the coats of the two of them and pushed him outside, "Go back to China when the visa expires? Where do so many illegal immigrants come from every year? If he doesn't leave, continue What should I do if I pester you? I don’t want to have this kind of thing again. No matter what purpose he approaches you in the future, call 911 immediately. This restraining order is not a criminal record, but it remains in his background information. It will be easier for him to apply for school or find a job. Difficult. Even if he returns to China, the restrictions are still in effect here, and it may be difficult for him to apply for any form of visa to the United States."

Tao Yu thought that Dr. Chang's move was quite ruthless, and it completely broke Song Xinming's American dream.

Coming out of the school police room, he saw that Song was still locked in the police car, looking at him with resentment.Tao Yu couldn't figure out what he did wrong from the beginning to the end. Song plagiarized data and topics, Lai himself and old Andrew refused to let him publish articles; illegal contracts and non-disclosure agreements were fired, and Lai's school ruined his future. I was chasing and scolding on the road just now, and I still had a knife on my body, but when I was detained by the police, I felt that I was killing him.

"Am I sick or is he sick?" Tao Yu said angrily when he entered the house.

Chang Zheng patted him reassuringly and said, "Sometimes a person's illness is not necessarily a psychological or physical problem. Doctors can't save such people because they lack upbringing and basic concepts of right and wrong."

Tao Yu secretly thought that the next time he went to see a psychiatrist, he would ask if someone like Song Xinming was considered persecuted delusional.He grabbed the bedroom door frame and did a few pull-ups, took a long breath, felt less depressed, and turned to the bathroom to wash up.

Chang Zheng also heaved a sigh of relief. In the past few months, his nerves have been tense. He pretended to relax in front of Tao Yu because he was afraid of putting pressure on the other party. It also gave him hope.The effect of the treatment for more than a month is still very obvious. Today, without the aid of medicine, Tao Yu finally controlled his emotions and was able to explain the whole process to the police in an orderly manner. This is really a surprise surprise.

Tao Yu opened the medicine box on the wall and took out antidepressants, looked up and found Chang Zheng standing outside the bathroom door, watching him from the mirror.He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What are you looking at?"

"Does your head still hurt?" Chang Zheng asked as he walked in and took the medicine bottle.

"good……"

"Then eat later..."

Tao Yu faced the mirror, watched the other party hug him from behind, lowered his head and kissed behind the ear, the secret pleasure brought by the touch was in contrast to the bright light in the bathroom, which stimulated him visually, and gradually awakened something difficult in his body. Words of excitement and throbbing.

"Call Adrian tomorrow..." Chang Zheng whispered.

"Ok?"

"You don't have to join his club."

Tao Yu: "..."

After that day, Tao Yu never saw Song Xinming again.Some people once saw him working illegally in a restaurant in Chinatown, and some people said that he went to California, where there are many Chinese people and there are many opportunities to work.Hearing these news one after another, counting the time, Song’s visa has already expired. Tao Yu thinks that this person is probably determined not to return to China. Hei Zai doesn’t even have an identity here, he can’t use a credit card, and he has to hide from the police at any time. .He couldn't figure out what it was all about. He had never lived with such dignity in the most difficult time. Maybe, as the other party said, he spent a lot of money and time to apply for it, so he just went back like this without shame.

If it wasn't for that thesis, Song Xinming would have steadily completed his master's degree. Even if he hadn't published any papers, it wouldn't have affected him to find an internship. Like many international students, he would slowly transfer to a work visa, or return to China to develop after the internship expired.He could have had a different life, at least not like a mouse in the corner like he is now.Tao Yu didn't know if Song Xinming regretted it, or if he still hated others, it was none of his business.

Tao Yu's life is returning to normal, and the previous feeling of not being interested in anything and being alienated from the crowd is gradually disappearing.After the Wenchuan Earthquake in May, he and his friends from the student union organized a fundraiser at the gate of the school activity center, and the money raised was sent back to China through the Chinese Consulate in Chicago.Beijing held the Olympic Games in August, and Tao Yu invited Luo Feng and a few Chinese classmates to watch the opening ceremony at home. This was the first time he had disclosed his relationship with Chang Zheng to his close friends—although some people had already guessed it.In the autumn of the same year, Tao Yu passed the doctoral qualification examination in the department, and then made a proposal...

Before Thanksgiving, he went to see a psychiatrist again. It had been two months since the last time he came. He no longer needed Chang Zheng to accompany him, and he could talk about his mental and emotional changes naturally when facing the doctor alone.The doctor is very optimistic about his condition and thinks that he can start to stop the drug. In fact, the frequency and dosage of his medication have been reduced to a very low level, and he does not need to rely on drugs to help control his emotions.

It took a year for Tao Yu to finally walk out of the shadow of his injury.To mark the end of the traumatic experience, he went to see a Jewish tattoo artist recommended by a friend for an afternoon of talking.Two days later, a guardian angel with wings spread out appeared on his back, and the scar was just under the angel's right wing.

After seeing his tattoo, Chang Zheng felt a little complicated. He traced the light red wings with his fingers and said: "Judaism believes that everyone has a guardian angel who guards him from life to death and guides his soul into the afterlife. Angels are mostly white, and the people they guard have innocent souls, and the angels bring them happiness. The red angels represent reservations, and the guarded will..."

"Suffermuch."

Tao Yu turned off the light, lay down on the bed and said: "No matter how innocent a soul is, it cannot be happy all its life. The pain hidden is still pain. Instead of praying for happiness, I hope to have the strength to face the pain, and the courage to remember after the pain. .”

Chang Zheng could hear the perception of the past experience in his words, and felt relieved for a while, but also had other unspeakable emotions.Lying in the dark, listening to the other person's breathing gradually, he suddenly realized that the inexplicable emotion was loss. He hoped that Tao Yu would recover, but at the same time, he missed the other party's dependence on him when he was sick.

Everyone is an individual, he reminded himself, sighing slightly.As if there was a feeling in his heart, the other party suddenly moved and turned to face him.

"The tattoo artist also asked me why I chose red." Tao Yu said softly, "I told him, I already have my white guardian." (Translation: Because I already have my white guardian.)