Crossflow

Because of Chu Yin's insistence, his coming-of-age ceremony was not a big deal.

It happened to be a weekend on Chu Yin's birthday. Tao Zhixing and Zhao Jiayang, who were away from home, flew back to Jingpu. Mr. Tao also turned down the entertainment. The family got together lively and had dinner at home.

Compared with Tao Zhixing and Zhao Jiayang's birthday banquet that year, this dinner seemed a bit shabby.Mr. Tao wanted to say something, but his wife stopped him.

"He doesn't like to meet outsiders, so don't force him. Today is his birthday, and the most important thing is that the birthday star is happy. I'll get him a bowl of noodles later."

"Alright." Old Master Tao pondered for a moment, then smiled, "Then I'll help you."

The longevity noodles in the white porcelain bowl were almost overflowing, with a golden poached egg nestled in it, and the steaming hot steam rushed straight to the person's face.

Holding the bowl, Chu Yin ate conscientiously and carefully, even drank all the soup. When she got up the next day, she naturally accumulated food, rubbed her stomach with a sad face, and felt listless.

Zhao Jiayang stared at him before going to the airport after eating Jianweixiaoshi tablets, and the corners of his mouth were still upturned until he got on the plane.

Not long after, Tao Zhixing flew to the other side of the ocean to check the accounts, and Mrs. Tao also went to Taiqing on a business trip. Only Mrs. Tao and Chu Yin were left in the huge ancestral house.

Time is up.

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That evening, when Madam Tao returned home from the beauty salon, she was almost overwhelmed by the strong and pungent aroma of plum blossoms.

Bodyguards generally don't step into the main house's door, and the servants in the house are all betas. She didn't think about that at all at first, but turned her head and asked Xu Song, who was standing at the door to greet her, if there was a new one at home? incense.

"You haven't changed it since you told me to change it to bergamot last month. Why do you ask Madam?"

"There is a very strong plum blossom smell in the house."

Xu Song turned his head and sniffed carefully, his face was full of bewilderment.

She couldn't believe it: "You...can't smell it?"

Xu Song shook his head very slowly, and then explained in a low voice: "There is no visitor at home today."

Mrs. Tao's eyes froze, and she had some bad premonitions in her heart.

She carefully identified the source of the aroma, and walked slowly into the house: "Did anything happen today?"

"Shortly after you left in the morning, Young Master Chu also went out, saying that he was going to the mall. But when he came back after three o'clock in the afternoon, he didn't buy anything. After that, he said he was sleepy, and he went back to his room and slept until now."

Madam Tao's complexion suddenly changed, she didn't care to identify the source of the fragrance, and hurried upstairs to Chu Yin's bedroom.

The smell of plum blossoms in the main house was too strong to ignore, and even the sense of smell began to dull after smelling it for a long time.But after approaching Chu Yin's bedroom, he could still clearly feel the aroma getting stronger.

The door was locked from the inside, and she couldn't wait to find a bodyguard who could unlock it, so she called two strong servants to break open the door, and as expected, she saw the source of the strange aroma on the bed——

Chu Yin was wrapped in the quilt, sweating profusely all over her body, with a painful expression on her face.

"Master, this is..." Xu Song felt a little palpitated.

Things came to the worst possible outcome: Chu Yin had a high fever, and her mind was already blurred.

She explored Chu Yin's breathing with shaking hands, quickly dug him out of the quilt, and ordered without looking back: "There is no medicine at home, hurry up and find a doctor, just say..."

She paused subtly for a moment, and continued quickly: "It's a side effect after injecting artificial pheromones."

The doctor came very quickly, and not long after the medicine was pushed into the vein, the pained look on Chu Yin's face gradually dissipated.Madam Tao sat by the bed, hugged him in her arms, and ordered Xu Song to fetch a basin of cold water.

After more than half an hour, Chu Yin finally regained consciousness and slowly opened her eyes.

"Mom?" His voice was hoarse, and his eyes were unfocused. It took a while to focus on Mrs. Tao's face, and then he forced a smile, "Don't worry, I'm fine."

"Are you all right? I was almost scared to death by you just now." She wrung out the towel soaked in cold water and replaced the one on Chu Yin's forehead, "Lie down and don't move around. Tao Zhixing didn't love you when he was young. Talking, always immersed in his own world; Zhao Jiayang's rebellious period is not fixed; among the three children, you have always been the one that makes me worry the most, I didn't expect you to be a big one?!"

Her tone was harsh, but her movements were gentle.Chu Yin didn't dare to laugh anymore, she pursed her lips and obediently listened to the training, looking a little pitiful.

"Now you know how to pretend to be pitiful? Artificial pheromones are something you can play with casually? Do you know how serious its side effects are? What's more, your health is not good, in case..."

She paused for a moment, didn't continue to speak, and said instead: "I don't care why you need to inject this thing, after the effect of the medicine wears off next month, you are not allowed to think about it again, do you understand?"

"The dean has already told me the consequences." Chu Yin muttered softly.

Having said that, do you still dare?

Madam Tao raised her brows and was about to reprimand her when Chu Yin suddenly started coughing heart-piercingly.She hurriedly helped him up and patted his back. When Chu Yin managed to catch her breath, the anger in her heart was almost gone, and the rest was only distressed.

She sighed, her expression became gentle, and she softened her voice to try to persuade her, but before she could say anything, she found Chu Yin crying.

Chu Yin seldom shed tears, and she didn't even make a sound when she cried. Tears flowed down her face silently.She hardened her heart and said for a long time, but Chu Yin shook her head without saying a word, her attitude of rejection was very clear.

She really had nothing to do with Chu Yin, and she reached out her hand bitterly to poke his brow, but she was afraid that the strength of her hand would be too heavy, so she finally had to rub her swollen temple, and told Xu Song to take good care of Chu Yin before leaving. He opened the door and went to the Buddhist hall alone.

Both Mr. Tao and Tao Zhixing were still on business trips. She stood at the entrance of the Buddhist hall for a long time, and in the end she only called Zhao Jiayang and briefly explained the situation.After learning that the latter would rush back to Jingpu as soon as possible, she hung up the phone and copied the Buddhist scriptures for half a night.

When Zhao Jiayang received the call, he was still in class in the imperial capital, and he panicked. As soon as he hung up the phone, he sent a message to Xu Song asking him to book the earliest flight ticket. Before he could pack anything, he took his documents and went to the airport.

When the red-eye flight landed, the driver of the Tao family was already waiting at the exit.Zhao Jiayang rushed all the way back to Tao's house, without even having time to change his shoes, he went to Chu Yin's room first, and after confirming that he was fine, half of the boulder on his chest finally fell off.

He leaned against the wall slowly, let out a long breath, and covered his face tightly with his hands.

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Zhao Jiayang thought that Chu Yin was just a whim, and he flew back to Jingpu to persuade him a few words, and he changed his mind, but he didn't expect Chu Yin to be so persistent.

He asked the school for a week off, originally planning to stay at home with him for a few days after Chu Yin changed his mind, but as time passed, Chu Yin's stubbornness continued unabated.

... Maybe it can no longer be called stubbornness, but paranoia.

The Tao family was gloomy, and no one dared to tell Tao Zhixing and Mr. Tao about this matter. Mrs. Tao stopped going shopping, and chanted sutras in the Buddhist hall day and night, almost taking root.

Zhao Jiayang tried both hard and soft methods, but in the end he was at his wit's end, so he had to find Xu Song and ask him about Chu Yin's birth mother.

"Is Chu Yin's mother still alive?"

Xu Song was a little surprised, nodded, and said hesitantly: "You want to..."

"Yes, I really can't persuade him, and now there is no other way, I can only go to the doctor in a hurry, and see if I can try to find his mother to persuade him." Zhao Jiayang sighed heavily.

In just a few days of hard work, he has developed dark circles under his eyes.

"Since she's still alive, it's easy to handle. She should still be in China now, right? If she is, you can send me her address, and I'll go there."

Xu Song was silent for a moment, and said: "She is in Jingpu, but it is a little far from the ancestral house. I will give the address to the driver and let him take you there."

"Alright." Zhao Jiayang nodded.

He was so concerned about Chu Yin that he couldn't see Xu Song's unusual silence, nor could he feel it.

It was only after the car stopped in front of a special nursing home that Zhao Jiayang realized something was wrong belatedly.

The security guard of the nursing home knew the license plate of the Tao family, and Zhao Jiayang was invited into the director's office as soon as he got out of the car.

After chatting with the door closed for half an hour, accompanied by the dean, he came to Yin Xia's ward, stood silently for a few minutes, and finally did not open the door to go in, but turned around and returned to the car.

"Go back." He closed his eyes, exhausted to the extreme.

These were the last words Zhao Jiayang said that day.

After returning to Tao's house, he went straight to his room, locked the door behind him, and sat at the desk for a whole night without eating or drinking.

When Chu Yin came to Tao's house, Zhao Jiayang was only a half-grown child, even if there was anything, the adults would not tell him.Seeing that Chu Yin was covered in injuries, he thought that he was bullied by children because he was too thin, and that he came to Tao's house because his parents were unable to support him.

He didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this, and he never thought that Chu Yin had suffered such a thing before.

... He is so young, how could she have the heart to do such a murderous thing?

The closed door finally opened, and the servant who had been watching Zhao Jiayang rushed to inform Xu Song of the news, and told the kitchen to be clean for cooking.

Zhao Jiayang walked out of the room, eyes full of bloodshot eyes.

"If it was just about Yin Xia, he wouldn't have become like this." He looked at Xu Song who came in a hurry, and paused every word, "Did someone say something to him before I knew it?"

Xu Song recalled for a long time, and told everything about Yan Xin, the social occasion and everything he knew.As Zhao Jiayang listened, the expression on his face became worse and worse.

He finally understood why Chu Yin said with red eyes, "Everyone wants me to be an omega, and so do I."

"I understand, don't tell him these things." Zhao Jiayang made up his mind, "Let's stop here. I'll go and see him first. When Mom wakes up, tell me, and I'll go talk to him for him." talk to mom."

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When Chu Yin woke up, Zhao Jiayang had sat silently by his bed for a long time, like a statue, and he didn't gain some popularity until he woke up.

"Are you awake?" he asked hoarsely.

Chu Yin looked at him and nodded hesitantly, not sure what trick Zhao Jiayang was going to use today.

"Since you want to be an omega, then go for it." Zhao Jiayang patted his head lightly, "But if there is anything in the future, or before making a decision, you must tell me."

Excitement and disbelief intertwined and exploded in Chu Yin's eyes. He reached out and poked the back of Zhao Jiayang's hand, motioning him to bend down.

"Don't be sad." He smoothed Zhao Jiayang's frowning brows little by little, "I can finally smell your pheromone. It smells better than I imagined."