Stock God [Rebirth]

Chapter 60

"Are you still dreaming during this time?"

"It's still the same."

"What are you dreaming about?"

"I dreamed that when we were at the beach before, he...jumped over the sea."

"Jump into the sea?"

"Actually, he was just joking."

"You were there?"

"I'm next to you."

"what have you done?"

"I thought he was going to kill himself... and jumped with him."

"It's good, you treat him well, you don't need to blame yourself."

"Really?" The man with his eyes closed suddenly opened his eyes, "I actually didn't treat him well at all. After I went back that night, I helped him find his clothes and found a bottle of medicine in his suitcase."

The psychiatrist wrote a few notes in the notebook: "You knew he was sick since then?"

The man stared at the pale ceiling, and his voice couldn't hear his emotions: "I didn't know that he was sick until then. He tore off the label on the medicine bottle because he didn't want me to know. He has been very cautious in doing things. The next day I'll take the medicine for testing."

Psychiatrist: "Is it a medicine for cancer?"

"No, it's just a very common anti-inflammatory drug." The man frowned, his expression a little confused, "This incident has always surprised me...Maybe he did have inflammation at the time...Because he has been in poor health. But because of this A bottle of medicine, I thought his illness was not too serious."

"And then? What did you do?"

The psychiatrist's voice was very soft, which made the man seem to be talking to himself.

In fact, this is the way they have always communicated. Men are too psychologically defensive, and have never even talked about any background, occupation, age, past, or anything of their lover.

The dead lover is like a mystery in his mouth, and today, after three years of separation, he has been following him like a shadow.

The doctor was sure that he was not the first counselor for a man, but obviously, his colleagues had failed, and now it was his turn, and I am afraid that he would be useless.Because a man doesn't look like he needs psychological intervention, he just needs a place to talk.

The upper-class people who live at the top of society must lack a way to express their thoughts about their same-sex lovers.

The doctor knows exactly what kind of role he is playing, where is the bottom line and where is the restricted area.

"...I was very angry at the time. I was angry that he didn't tell me anything, so I didn't ask him directly, but decided to find out by myself."

"and then?"

"...I pushed him too hard, which may give him a sense of insecurity...He has been unwilling to be restrained, but I want to take him to meet my family."

The psychiatrist knew that the topic turned back to the time period that caused the man the most pain.

The man in the upper position in front of him looks light, unrestrained and calm, but in reality he is immersed in deep despair all the time, blaming himself for causing his lover to leave and then dying in another country.

The doctor searched for words carefully: "Everyone wants to fit into a loved one's family... He probably just doesn't want you to see him sick, it's human."

The man shook his head: "No, no, you don't know him, he is not the kind of person who loves his family, and he will not be dragged down by illness.

If it weren't for me, he wouldn't take this matter too seriously, which would be better...so I often think, if only I knew him...I could always watch him, protect him, what about him I don't know, never see me..."

The doctor's hand slammed hard, leaving a small ink stain on the notebook.

The mentality of the person in front of him has been distorted, he blames himself too much, his mood is unstable, and he is extremely divided inside and outside.

He even wondered whether the lover in front of him actually existed, or had been affected by his pain and turned into a demon constructed out of thin air.

Is this still love?If one person is suffering because of another person.

"I'll come back next month." When the man stood up from the recliner, his expression returned to the indifference of being thousands of miles away.

That is not a condescending expression, doctors have seen this expression a lot, and people who know that their hearts are extremely closed sometimes use this expression to reject external things.

He suddenly wondered, if one day he could see his lover again, what would the man in front of him be like?What will he look like?

But people cannot be resurrected after death, and these speculations are meaningless now.The doctor put together his diagnosis.

When the man left the consulting room, his subordinates were waiting at the door to ask him where he was going next. Before the door was closed, the doctor heard the word Qiutong Road, and his heart moved.

No wonder you have to travel thousands of miles from Beijing to Fengzhen to find a doctor. Did they meet on Qiutong Road?

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"Call me here when your man is still alive, don't you think you are too wicked?"

There is a gentle slope on the back hill of the Chang family's main house, where the view is wide, and there is a clear blue lake not far away.

Chang Yi likes to rest by the lake recently. He often sits for a whole afternoon. Sometimes he will call Chang Yue when he is bored. When the two brothers stand by the lake, the shadows cast on the lake are like a couple. twins.

Chang Yi was in poor health, and couldn't take it anymore after standing for a while, so he asked Chang Yue to help him sit down, and said, "He An is busy recently, so he can't take care of me."

Standing behind him, He An, the chief manager, turned dark all of a sudden, and wanted to say something, but because Chang Yue, a big light bulb, was by his side, he closed his mouth resentfully.

Chang Yi found that after three years, whenever he called Chang Yuelai, He An was still so easily jealous or angry.

This knowledge made him feel very interesting, so he smiled at an angle that He An couldn't see, and then pretended to be ignorant and asked others to take care of Mr. He to rest: "I have something to say to Chang Yue. .”

Although he was very reluctant, He An never refuted Chang Yi's meaning unless necessary.

He could only tuck the blanket on Chang Yi's body, and once again instructed his servant Chang Yi's medication time and rest time, and then warned Chang Yue to pay attention to his words and deeds with his eyes. After 3 minutes, his face was full of anger, and he left aggressively, all the way The servants bowed their heads and ears in fright.

"When you die, I will be chopped into pieces by him." As soon as He An left, Chang Yue's first words were quite unpleasant.

Chang Yi bowed his head and took a sip of the black tea prepared on the table: "You don't have to worry about this, I will tell him to save your life."

"As soon as you die, he might find someone new right away, why would he still listen to you?"

Chang Yi put down his teacup, and the smile on his face faded a little: "At that time, he will know that it is not very annoying to see you again."

Although they are of the same father and half mother, but due to some kind of coincidence, Chang Yi and Chang Yue brothers are very similar in appearance, except for the age difference and the difference in demeanor and temperament, it is almost to the point of confusing the real.

Especially in some occasions that do not require close contact with outsiders, with the assistance of some special skills, the two can completely replace each other and cross the sea.

Chang Yue saw that his brother's happy and sour expression was extremely unpleasant, and immediately turned cold: "So you fucking know it too."

It has been three years since the Chang family robbed Chang Yue from the Pearl Building. Three years ago, the Chang family changed the elevator video and found someone in disguise to steal Chang Yue away secretly, and created a scene where he died in a foreign land after absconding in fear of crime. illusion.

In the following period of time, the Chang family secretly destroyed most of the images left by Chang Yue outside one after another.

Chang Yue didn't like taking pictures very much, and his business partners who had been with him tried their best to distance themselves from him, so Chang Yue's reputation was not only ruined, but his personal traces were almost obliterated in the past three years.

But why would anyone care?

A worthless loser, no one cares at all.

The financial case involving him has been closed due to the death of the criminal suspect, the account has also been canceled, and the employees of Wangjiang Fund have already been dismissed.

The current Chang Yue does not have any identity certificate, he is a "dead" person from a certain point of view, he is now a shadow, a shadow belonging to Chang Yi.

As long as Chang Yi is alive, he cannot appear in broad daylight.

Chang Yi knew that Chang Yue had a lot of resentment about this: "That person went to Fengzhen a few days ago and saw a doctor... It's been three years, and he still can't forget you, but I guess he has already forgotten you without even a photo. What does it look like?"

Completely different from Chang Yi's calm look, Chang Yue said with sarcasm in his eyes, "Yes, thanks to my brother for helping me a lot."

His eyes were very angry, but he couldn't hold it any longer.Chang Yue leaned back deeply in the chair: "Forget it, don't remember if you don't remember, it's better not to remember than to remember."

Chang Yi: "You are much calmer now than when you first came here."

Chang Yue took a sip of slightly sweet tea and looked at the blue sky in the distance: "It's been three years, I'm used to it."

Chang Yi echoed softly: "Yes, I should have gotten used to it by now."

It has been three years, but Chang Yi still remembers Chang Yue's angry expression when he was kidnapped by He An just now, after knowing all the truth, just like when he was young.

So Chang Yi knew that Chang Yue would soon get used to it, and getting used to his life was nothing but a dream.

"One of our newly controlled groups will hold an anniversary celebration next month, and I may need to show up."

"Oh, I see." Chang Yue replied casually.

Every once in a while, Chang Yi needs to make a small appearance to show that his health is fine, that the Chang family can still stand tall, and all those who still have illusions about overthrowing the Chang family, it is best to make an appearance. The thought was firmly suppressed.

However, such an insignificant activity, as Chang Yi, does not need to communicate with people at all, it only needs to show a face from a distance and walk a few steps.

As usual, Chang Yue went to this kind of activities, he was his brother's stand-in to pretend to be healthy and stable.

Chang Yi glanced at him: "Yong'an has also received the invitation letter."

The Wing On Group they are talking about now is actually not the one it was in the past.

Two years ago, Wing On Group fell apart, and the real estate company in it was separated out. Now it has grown rapidly and inherited the name of the original group.

Chang Yue: "He never goes."

Because every time Chang Yi showed up, he was surrounded by bodyguards and stopped for a while. There were only a handful of people who had seen his face, and no one had ever linked him with Chang Yue.

After all, there are almost no people who know two people at the same time, except for martial arts.

"No." Chang Yi said, "I have definite news that he will definitely go this time."

Chang Yue's hand holding the teacup suddenly trembled, and then he could only cover it up and quickly put it back on the table.

Chang Yi stared at his younger brother's obviously nervous side face: "So this time, I'll go, you won't go. I've been in good health recently, so I should go out for a walk."

"I can't turn you to death."