Trapped in Asura Field after paranoia relapse

"I'm here to see a doctor." Lu Shui walked up to Yan Xing, "Unexpectedly, I heard that my psychiatrist is going to resign."

Yan Xing glanced at the colleagues who were eavesdropping on their speech outside, and his smile did not change: "Don't worry, I won't leave you alone~"

"Who told you this?"

Lu Shui glared at Yan Xing dissatisfied, but Yan Xing grabbed his arms and pushed him into the consulting room.

There is still a little perfume smell left in the room, probably left by the last patient.

Yan Xing calmly pressed Lu Shui on the massage chair, took out the air freshener and sprayed it in the room.

Lu Shui looked at Yan Xing suspiciously, showing a teasing smile.

"Why, you are not fascinated by my handsome face, are you?"

"What nonsense are you talking about?" Lu Shui gave Yan Xing a white look.

Yan Xing smiled and threw the air freshener into the cabinet, then went to the drawer to take out Lu Shui's case: "Then, let's start talking."

"Wait a minute." Lu Shui stared at Yan Xing who looked normal, "Why did you resign?"

He could see that Yan Xing was talking about him just now, deliberately avoiding the topic, but he had to say that he still cared about this matter very much.

After all, under Yan Xing's treatment, his mental pressure was indeed reduced a lot.

Yan Xing suddenly moved closer to Lu Shui, his dark pupils fixed on Lu Shui's eyes.

The atmosphere froze for a moment.

Yan Xing stared at Lu Shui, hesitated for a long time, and then stepped back, showing a cynical smile: "You want to know so much?"

Lu Shui raised his eyebrows, pretending to be nonchalant: "If you don't want to say it, forget it."

"Oh." Yan Xing patted Lu Shui's shoulder, "Since you want to know so much, I'll tell you reluctantly."

Yan Xing's expression suddenly became serious: "I resigned for myself."

"I think, at such an advanced age, I have to live for myself once, right?" The charming peach blossom eyes flickered at Lu Shui, "Are you right, Lu Shui?"

Lu Shui's calm eyes shook suddenly, he restrained his expression, and let out a sigh of relief: "It's really surprising that you figured this out at such an advanced age."

Yan Xing laughed twice, did not speak, but stared at Lu Shui with his chin in his hands.

Lu Shui folded his legs, with a scrutinizing expression on his face: "What about me? It was you who said you should cure my illness."

As soon as the words came out, he quickly flushed again.

What he said was as if he was a partner who was abandoned by Yan Xing, and he sadly wanted Yan Xing to be responsible to the end.

"I have already entrusted my tutor in college. When the time comes, tell him in advance to come to this place."

Yan Xing wrote and drew in the notebook on the table, tore off a piece of paper with the address written on it and handed it to Lu Shui.

It is the address of the university where Yan Xing's postgraduate tutor is located.

Lu Shui took the paper, glanced at it, folded it and put it in his pocket.

He looked very lonely, as if he had lost the reason to come to Shanxin, so he couldn't keep in touch with Yan Xing.

Lu Shui laughed at himself psychologically, that he had an inexplicable dependence on Yan Xing.

Probably because in front of Yan Xing, he never had to worry about the recurrence of paranoia.

"Why, can't bear to part with me?" Yan Xing squinted on the table while smiling.

"Just be narcissistic." Lu Shui was speechless.

Yan Xing smiled without saying a word, turned to a new page of Lu Shui's medical records, walked up to Lu Shui and sat down next to him: "Mr. Lu who is not narcissistic, what troubles do you have today?"

Lu Shui closed his eyes.

Light music echoed in his head.

He expressed his stress and grievances at work.

When Yan Xing heard this, he suddenly and decisively stopped the music.

Lu Shui opened his eyes from the haze, and looked at Yan Xing in confusion: "What's wrong?"

"What's wrong?" Yan Xing laughed back angrily, "You have been bullied like this, and you don't know how to go back?"

It was the first time Lu Shui saw Yan Xing like this.

This guy usually has a playful smile on his face, and he has never made a big fight with anyone. Even when he threw a cup last time, he didn't show much anger.

On the contrary, this time, even though it had nothing to do with Yan Xing, he was even more outraged than Lu Shui.

Yan Xing put down the medical record and flipped through two pages: "Lu Shui, haven't you ever thought that your paranoia has something to do with your work?"

Lu Shui's expression changed slightly and he didn't speak.

Yan Xing did not pause, but continued to look through the medical records: "The first episode of love paranoia occurred when you worked continuously for a whole week and slept only two hours a day on average, because Party A bought you a cup of coffee. "

"The second episode of paranoia is when you go on a business trip, and when you come back, the results of the project are shared equally by others, because someone speaks for you."

Yan Xing spread out the medical records in front of Lu Shui: "Now, do you know why your illness occurred?"

Lu Shui remembered the all-night transnational meeting he held the night before when he met Xu Fangcheng for the first time.

He remembered that when he was with Dong Junxin, he worked overtime all night for the Starlight Awards.

And Yu Lin, as an event guest, he treated Yu Lin like a party A, never daring to relax for a moment.

He lowered his head sullenly, the corners of his eyes gradually turning red.

Suddenly, a pair of hands cupped Lu Shui's cheek.

Yan Xing's face was only one finger away from Lu Shui.

For some reason, Lu Shui held his breath unconsciously.

"Now that you know, forget about your work." Yan Xingzhang raised the sharp corners of his mouth, "Cherish me as a good person, please treat me to dinner quickly."

"I didn't expect you to be able to eat, why are you not fat?"

"I consume a lot, unlike you, who know how to sit every day."

The night was as cold as water, and the two walked on the deserted street to digest food.

In order to thank Yan Xing for his treatment during this period, and it could be regarded as a good start for his vacation, Lu Shui invited Yan Xing to the night market next to the community to have a small barbecue.

Filled with resentment, Lu Shui ate a lot, and even Yan Xing was frightened by his amazing fighting power.

"Then do you have any plans after resigning?" Lu Shui glanced at Yan Xing indiscriminately.

Yan Xing laughed heartlessly: "Who knows, anyway, find an uninhabited island to sleep him for three days and three nights."

With that said, Yan Xing stretched himself in front of Lu Shui.

He raised his hands high and lazily leaned back.

Under the moonlight, the shadows of Lu Shui and Yan Xing intertwined.

Lu Shui stepped on the pitch-black ground, took out his phone and turned on the flashlight.

At the old stairway, a tall man stood.

Before Lu Shui saw the man's appearance clearly, Yan Xing preemptively grabbed his wrist and walked back.

"What's wrong?" Lu Shui was about to turn back, but Yan Xing forced him to turn back.

"There are ghosts, don't look."

Yan Xing's voice was cold and sharp.

Lu Shui's hand was held tightly by him, and he moved forward quickly in the dark night.

But before they took two steps, a man in a black suit blocked their way.

Lu Shui only heard orderly footsteps behind him.

He looked at the group of "blockers" in the dim moonlight, thinking that he seemed to have seen them somewhere.

Yan Xing gave a "tsk", and comforted Lu Shui in a low voice: "These people are sent by my family, don't be afraid."

Lu Shui puffed up his chest and gave Yan Xing a white look: "What am I afraid of, it's you, aren't you very poor?"

He is so poor that he lives in such a run-down community, and he even has to drive out his car to mortgage it. How could there be so many people coming to arrest him all of a sudden?

The sound of footsteps fell steadily behind the two of them. Lu Shui wanted to let go of the hands they held, but Yan Xing backhanded him to protect him.

Lu Shui followed Yan Xing and turned around, the tall man was shrouded in night.

"Yan Xing, have you played enough of the game of running away from home?"

The man lifted up, and the moonlight shone on his delicate face——

The man and Yan Xing stood face to face, as if they were looking in a mirror.

Lu Shui froze, pursing his lips hard.