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Xie Xian thinks that the recent Yin Zhezhi is not quite right.

According to what he knew about Yin Zhezhi, since Yin Zhezhi wanted to write a good song, if he hadn't forced the other party to work and rest on time, otherwise the other party would have to sit in the study for several days and nights without eating or drinking.

The result was unexpected. For two days in a row, Yin Zhezhi slipped out wearing a mask while he was out to solve work problems.

If the staff hadn't accidentally mentioned that he had met Yin Zhezhi on the street, Xie Xian wouldn't have been careful to go home an hour earlier than the promised time.

He made a few indirect remarks, but Yin Zhezhi flickered his words in a vague way, he frowned and stared at Yin Zhezhi's fleeing back, suddenly panicked.

Alpha thought about it, and firmly believed that the green grassland grew on his head.

In fact, it is not appropriate to say that, Yin Zhezhi has not been permanently marked by him, and he has no right to restrict Omega from making friends in any form.

However, although he and Yin Zhezhi had been separated for many years, after all, when they met, he tried his best to check Yin Zhezhi's breath.

Especially when they met naked, he took a deep sniff of Omega's mint fragrance, and was [-]% sure that the other party didn't have any other Alpha's stink.

According to Yin Zhezhi's jerky reaction on the bed at first, he should have never tasted the joy of fish and water.

That's why he unwinds in a slow manner, and keeps Yin Zhezhi in his comfort zone, fearing that if he reveals his sincerity, he will be defeated, and he is also afraid that the prey will flee after resisting.

Realizing that his coveted prey might be coveted by other hunters, he panicked.

Maybe it's time to slowly close the net, I thought.

Yin Zhezhi turned the corner, took off the black mask, and lightly tapped the racing heartbeat on his chest, forcing himself to calm down.

It's okay, it's okay.

Walking into the private clinic, he pulled the corners of his lips and nodded to the white coat in the corner. Dr. Wu showed an amiable smile and motioned Yin Zhezhi to sit down.

Dr. Wu checked his tympanic membrane and external auditory canal with professional equipment, and then conducted an audiometry examination. Yin Zhezhi was stiff all over and his breathing was much weaker.

When he was talking about the cause and effect, his lips were pale, and his slightly long hair covered his thick dark circles. Yin Zhezhi didn't even need to put on a disguise when he went out today. The tiredness on his face was the best protective color.

While listening to his narration, Dr. Wu scribbled unrecognizable continuous strokes on the medical record.

"Sudden deafness, emotional tension, excitement, and fatigue will all affect the autonomic nerves." The conversation ended with a cloud of ink stains. Dr. Wu pondered for a moment and said, "Mr. Yin, you are still suffering from a heart disease."

"Even if you recover, the chance of recurrence should not be underestimated... Take it easy, Mr. Yin. You also said that the tinnitus was only temporary for the past two days, but now it seems that your hearing has not been significantly affected." Dr. Wu comforted.

Yin Zhezhi smiled back palely.

"Have you been in contact with anyone or anything related to the source of the disease recently?" Dr. Wu looked solemn.

Yin Zhezhi opened his mouth and wanted to deny it, but after thinking about it, he still explained truthfully: "... Yes, but he is only an indirect factor."

"Presumably the 'he' Mr. Yin is talking about must be someone very important to you." Dr. Wu stared at the other party's tight eyes, and smiled amicably, "Don't be nervous. I won't suggest you leave him."

"He is a double-edged sword for you. It can not only induce your old diseases, but also help you eliminate them."

Yin Zhezhi secretly breathed a sigh of relief. After a long while, he hesitated and asked, "Can I have medical treatment? I'm worried that it will affect my work..."

"According to your description, I believe you have tried drug treatment abroad for at least a year, and the improvement is not obvious. Psychotropic drugs are extremely addictive, and withdrawal must have consumed a lot of your energy?"

He recalled the painful experience of rolling on the bed, his hands on his knees couldn't help clenching, he bit his lower lip and nodded slightly.

"Foreign countries have more advanced research on drugs in this area. Sorry, we really can't do anything about it." Dr. Wu took off his stethoscope and sighed, "I have an old friend who used to work in the psychological clinic of a well-known hospital in country A. It just so happens that he Resign and return home."

"If you need, I can push his business card to you. It may be a good idea to ask him for psychological intervention." Dr. Wu said, "However, I still suggest that you find someone close to share the pressure properly."

Yin Zhezhi nodded absent-mindedly, stood up and shook hands gratefully. Before leaving, Dr. Wu couldn't help but said: "...the 'indirect factor' you mentioned may be a good choice."

Yin Zhezhi was lying on a soft bed, wrapped in pajamas and a thin quilt covering his belly, staring at the business card in his friend list, he couldn't help feeling that the relationship between people was really funnel-shaped.

The old friends who first met from all over the world will always intertwine on the same horizon at a certain point in the middle, and after a short reunion, they may start to separate again.

Opening the chat dialog box, the last chat record was frozen about two years ago, Shan Sen asked him: how are you doing recently?

Yin Zhezhi replied two days later: It's okay.

Throwing the mobile phone aside, only one bedside lamp was turned on in the bedroom, and the fluorescent screen in the dark room was particularly prominent.

He put his arms over his eyes and let out a deep breath.

·

Shan Sen is a beta psychiatrist that Yin Zhezhi met in Country A five years ago.

His stubborn heart disease can be greatly improved, thanks to Dr. Shan's contribution.

The two of them maintained a good relationship with patients for a long time. Yin Zhezhi gritted his teeth and tried to quit the anti-anxiety drugs prescribed by a blond white doctor before.

During that time, Yin Zhezhi's voice was like a mosquito weeping, and communication was especially difficult for him who was alone in a foreign land.

Fortunately, there is always a warm little sun rising when it is cold. When he was suffering from withdrawal reactions, he had to meet with Shan Sen almost twice a week, and Shan Sen would patiently type questions on his mobile phone.

When the effects of the drug were lifted, Shan Sen began to help him eliminate the shadow and demon barriers. Yin Zhezhi, who had left untangling and music, re-established his faith and willingly walked into the sun.

Yin Zhezhi is very grateful to Shan Sen, who is also quite warm-hearted outside of his duties. He originally thought that Dr. Shan would become a good friend after the doctor-patient relationship was over.

Shan Sen can be regarded as the best among Betas. He has been in fitness for a long time and has the physical fitness not inferior to some Alphas. His profession of being good at communication makes him have the delicacy of Omega.

If it wasn't for the pheromone that exposed everything, Yin Zhezhi would never have guessed that he was a Beta with a low sense of presence.

On the day he recovered, Shan Sen congratulated him on not having to spend money on psychological intervention in the future. Before Yin Zhezhi had time to smile, he said, "Then we can be friends from now on"...

Shan Sen was wrapped in a white coat, holding a pen and taking notes quickly with a very focused expression. He buried his head and asked casually: "Since the illness is almost cured, you are no longer my patient. May I ask you a question?"

Yin Zhezhi, who has come into contact with the sound world again, is not used to it. The world is really full of noise for him. Every time he hears someone talking, Yin Zhezhi has to be sluggish for two seconds before he can react.

Thinking that Shan Sen coincided with his thoughts, he couldn't help laughing and said: "Okay, Doctor Shan, you can ask."

"Since you have cut off contact with the inducing factor Alpha for many years, we will no longer be in the relationship between a psychiatrist and a patient from now on." Shan Sen paused his pen, and the ink dots soaked through the back of the paper, he asked softly, "No moral condemnation risk, and will not be reported to revoke the license..."

"Although it's too early to say, according to the professional code of consultants, I hope that I will still have the right to pursue you in five years' time."

Yin Zhezhi naturally refused politely.

The long illness made him physically and mentally exhausted, and the cruel reality of missing his dream made him unhappy, and he really had no time to care about romantic affairs.

Besides, since leaving Jiexian, he never considered accepting anyone.

Maybe it was because he was afraid of being a drag on anyone, or maybe he had burned all his love at the age of seventeen or eighteen, and it was impossible for him to forget the past and start over without any grudges.

Yin Zhezhi didn't run away to spare himself, he wanted to let Jiexian go.

And as the only person who knew, he should be trapped in place.

He is doomed to wake up every night, remembering every frame of the screen with Jie Xian, waiting for the dawn that will never come.

·

The vibration sounded, and Yin Zhezhi touched the phone in a daze, without having time to focus on the screen.

Crack, the late-returner unwinds and lights up the fluorescent lamp.

In the past two days, Xie Xian miraculously started to leave early. Every time he entered the door with his front foot, Xie Xian followed him.

This made Yin Zhezhi, who secretly went out to consult a private doctor, feel extremely guilty, for fear that Jie Xian would find out his little secret.

According to Jiexian's acuity, he can definitely guess that he sneaked out of the door, but since he didn't ask clearly, Yin Zhezhi is going to pretend to be stupid to the end.

"You're back?" Yin Zhezhi pinched the phone and opened his mouth to say something, but in the end he could only squeeze out this sentence.

Recently, he has been cautious in his words and deeds, for fear that one day he will be blown out of his tail.

After washing and changing into pajamas, Jie Xian's hair was still standing cold, he stepped forward in two steps in three steps, and when he was sitting on the edge of the bed, he turned his head and caught a glimpse of Yin Zhezhi's dialog box.

Yin Zhezhi realized that he hadn't closed the chat interface with Shan Sen, and felt guilty.

He subconsciously quickly locked the screen.

When Yin Zhezhi felt guilty, his eyes would roll down, his lips would be stretched into a straight line, and his shoulders would be slightly stiff.

Xie Xian's eyesight was excellent, and the phrase "I'm back to China" burned into his mind, and Alpha's every cell in his body began to ring the alarm.

During the day, he wondered if he might be too turbulent, and it happened that he was busy with work, so in order to give Yin Zhezhi breathing space, he just didn't choose to leave early today.

Not long after arriving home, Alpha's bones were still stinging from the cold wind, and the bath water slightly higher than body temperature could not dispel all the chill. He had to hug an Omega to regain warmth.

As a result, he was caught off guard, and his worst guess was confirmed.

Can't wait any longer.

Jiexian is like a tiger whose territory has been violated, baring his fangs in an instant, releasing the alpha pheromone with a strong aphrodisiac effect, and approaching Yin Zhezhi suddenly.

He easily snatched the phone from Yin Zhezhi to play with, but as an Alpha who respected his partner, he was not prepared to do the clumsy thing of flipping through the phone without authorization——

He has plenty of ways to pry Yin Zhezhi's lips open.

"You are short of something here." Cold fingers caressed the back of Yin Zhezhi's neck, and poked at the glands gently, and the Omega lying on its side shivered coldly and irritatingly.

Sticking his lips together, he murmured: "Since ancient times, when humans occupied a territory, they always needed to insert a flag."