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Jiang Qihe got off the car and had no other plans.

Or in other words, before he had time to make plans at that moment, he had already followed.

He is not familiar with this section of the road. The last time he came, the driver sent him to the nearest intersection, as long as he walked in one way.

Now Yan Yeran got into the small alley, Jiang Qi couldn't figure out the north at all.

When he reached the second dead end, Jiang Qi even wanted to laugh.

He didn't even know what he was doing.

Send Yan Yeran home, and then leave silently, hiding merit and fame?This kind of drama really doesn't suit him.

He did it well.

Fortunately, no matter how dark and chaotic the alley is, there is always an end.After changing the direction, Jiang Qi finally made it through.

But he didn't make it to the end either.

In the cramped and damp corner where the light didn't reach, he saw the lost Yan Yeran was there.

Not the energy that would bite him in the car.

Yan Yeran was curling up at this moment, squatting in the dark, hugging her knees and buried her head.

Because the surroundings were so dead silent, it was hard for Jiang Qi not to hear Yan Yeran calling a name in a low voice.

his name.

At that moment, Jiang Qi felt as if someone had touched his heart with a quenched iron, and it was so hot that it hurt.

Yan Yeran called out in a muffled voice, "Jiang Qi."

So Jiang Qi squatted down, got closer to him, and asked, "What's wrong?"

But Yan Yeran didn't seem to hear, and called out again: "Jiang Qi."

It was close enough that Jiang Qi saw that Yan Yeran was not just sitting here in a daze.

His knuckle fingers pinched his arms tightly, his veins were tense, his thin back bowed hard, and he hugged himself into a ball, his body trembled slightly, and his breathing was heavy and urgent.

When he called Jiang Qi's name, he didn't seem sober, as if he was chanting some kind of spell that would not come true, or he just used Jiang Qi's name as a short-term pain reliever.

"It hurts so much, Jiang Qi..." Yan Yeran's voice was very nasal and his voice was breathless.

Jiang Qi finally realized what he should do.

This time he didn't ask Yan Yeran "what's the matter" meaninglessly.

Without saying a word, he clasped Yan Yeran's arm, gently stretched it, and helped him up, and picked up Yan Yeran's waist with the other hand, and suddenly hugged him in his arms.

Jiang Qi couldn't remember whether Yan Yeran was so light and thin ten years ago.

He frowned, and hugged him even tighter.

And Yan in his arms was also at a loss, pulling out a ray of reason from the pain to unconsciousness, and looked at Jiang Qi.

Jiang Qi saw that his lips were pale, his forehead was covered with fine cold sweat visible to the naked eye, and the bony lines from his chin to his neck were stretched out due to too much force, and he seemed to be unbearable.

So he didn't bother to ask other questions, turned around and walked out.

When Yan Yeran got out of the alley, he calmed down and asked Jiang Qi softly like a mosquito: "Where are you going?"

"Hospital."

Jiang Qi said concisely, standing at the intersection waiting for the bus, he regretted not letting the driver wait for him at the intersection for a while.

Yan Yeran said something again, but his lips and tongue were weak, and Jiang Qi didn't hear clearly.

He bowed his head and leaned over: "Huh?"

Yan Yeran said, "I won't go."

Jiang Qi told him softly: "No."

But Yan is also persistent, and even uses his dying strength to fight against Jiang Qi.

"Did you just learn how to torment people in the past ten years?" Jiang Qi was helpless.

He was afraid that Yan Yeran would pull too hard and fall, so he had to be careful with all his movements.

Yan Yeran didn't have anything else to say, he might not even know where he was, he just kept repeating: "Don't go, don't go."

After finally getting a taxi, Jiang Qi wanted to carry him in, but Yan Yeran's originally weak legs kicked like crazy, and almost kicked Jiang Qi several times, but he refused to go in anyway.

Jiang Qi was so confused by him that he didn't know what to do, and was about to push the person in forcefully, when he saw the taxi driver in the front row silently taking out his mobile phone out of the corner of his eye.

Jiang Qi and the driver looked at each other unexpectedly, both of them were very embarrassed.

The driver thought that Jiang Qi was trying to "pick up corpses" and planned to call the police.

Jiang Qi opened his mouth, suddenly he didn't know how to explain.

Because Yan Yeran resisted too much, it's really hard to prove his innocence.

After a moment of stalemate, Jiang Qi could only compromise and embrace Yan Yeran, whispering in his ear to comfort him: "If you don't go to the hospital, why don't you go home?"

Yan Yeran's movements paused.

He was a little confused, but he was very obedient and said, "Okay."

It seems that I don't know which home I am returning to.

But when he heard that he would not go to the hospital, he had already let go of his strength.

Yan Yeran was tired after tossing around for a long time, and then let Jiang Qi carry him into the back seat.

After closing the car door, Jiang Qi heaved a sigh of relief, feeling that he has never been more tired than tonight in his life.

Facing the driver's scrutinizing eyes, he said without changing his face, "Go to Baicheng Garden."

It was a terrible night for Yan Yeran.

In every way.

Jiang Qi's pheromone penetrated everywhere, from his glands to his heart.

After he got out of the car, he gasped for breath as if he lacked oxygen, but it didn't help.

Leaving Jiang Qi's side, his body felt like a big hollow, pulled by an invisible iron cable, making every step he took away from Jiang Qi's side feel like he was carrying a heavy weight.

The alleys lacking street lighting are so dark that they are about to fall into the abyss in the next step.

Yan Yeran stopped while walking.

He supported the wall, the scorching heat in his breath was already at an abnormally high temperature, and he had a tendency to have a fever.

This will burn endlessly.

He knew that even a little bit of Jiang Qi's pheromone would stimulate his glands suffering from hidden diseases.But he has tried his best to avoid it, and today it is inevitable.

Desire and pain were intertwined, tormenting his body and spirit.

Now stay away from Jiang Qi, the desire will subside, leaving only pain.

Yan also lost her strength and leaned against the corner of the alley.

Slowly squat down.

……

In fact, Yan Yeran's gland condition has not been optimistic since he met Jiang Qi at the company that day.

But he didn't know at the time that it was because of Jiang Qi.

When they first met again, Yan Yeran was quite excited and did not resist meeting Jiang Qi.

When he got home from the company that day, he did a special search on the Internet, smirking and brushing things related to Jiang Qi all night.

Of course, he also specifically searched for the origin of the ring on Jiang Qi's ring finger.

Then, as expected, I found it on the Internet...Jiang Qi's lover a few years ago.

The group photos are still hanging on some press releases that have been reposted.

The media said that Jiang Qi and that person were a match made in heaven, an excellent Alpha and an excellent Omega, a perfect match, and a perfect match with nowhere to criticize.

But later it was reported that the two of them broke up peacefully due to personality reasons within less than half a year of getting along, and the rumored engagement also failed.

However, the vast majority of official reports did not report in depth, but only briefly mentioned it in a very high-sounding manner, so many people who eat melons commented below:

[Laughing, this official accent is too blunt, change to a publicist.Although I can understand.The two people on the cusp of the storm certainly don't want their relationship to be stared at by the public all the time. 】

[+1, they are entrepreneurs but not celebrities, it is best to keep a low profile when dating and getting married.bless it. 】

[Why is it called public relations?I don't think they have been in touch for the past two years. 】

[Upstairs, I suggest you take a look at the rings Mr. Jiang wore when he attended the activities these few times. Good guy, where is the ring finger... I'm afraid everyone doesn't know that he and Mr. Wen are secretly in love. 】

[Wow, thank you for the reminder in the front row, I really didn't pay attention before!Woooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooood 】

When seeing these things, Yan Yeran was not sad.

It is normal for an ex who has been separated for ten years to have a new love.He just has a little bit of regret.

If there were not so many accidents that followed, in fact, he and Jiang Qi could also be a match made in heaven in the eyes of others.

But because things have passed for a long time, he showed an unusual calmness.

Jiang Qi falling in love with others and growing old together with others is the result of Yan Yeran's psychological construction for himself several years ago.

People are not always afraid to face everything they have lost. For example, Yan Yeran is rough-skinned and thick-skinned.

He spent a whole night reading Jiang Qi's old news, and even liked a poll titled "Did President Jiang and President Wen Break Up?":

1. They must be separated, and they haven't been in the same frame for so long. 50%

2. There is definitely no difference, the two are a match made in heaven, but they just don't want to be paid too much attention. 45%

3. Eat melons, respect, and bless. 5%

Yan Yeran made a reasonable 3.

After staying up all night, Yan Yeran happily went to work in the company the next day.

He thought that as long as he was his employee and Jiang Qi was his boss, they would live in peace.

Even when encountering Feng Yuan later, what Yan Yeran thought was the same: it doesn’t matter, even if we are not in the same company, I still respect and bless him.

Until Yan Yeran suddenly fainted at home that day.

When he woke up the next day, he didn't have time to reward himself with a bowl of more expensive crab noodles, so he hurried to the hospital.

Doctors said that was because he had been exposed to pheromones that stimulated his glands for a short period of time.

Yan Yeran knew what was going on as soon as he heard it - the short time with Jiang Qi made his old illness relapse.

The doctor urged him to quickly set a time for surgery, because his current gland condition is the most suitable for treatment. If he enters the relapse stage and becomes unstable, Yan Yeran wants to have another surgery, but he doesn't know that it will be a year of the monkey.

Yan Yeran goes to the hospital every month for suppressive treatment, which is actually to maintain the stable state of the gland.He has been doing it for almost two years, and of course he wants to have the surgery as soon as possible.

I pushed and pushed again and again, but it was because the cost of the operation was expensive, and it was impossible to get it without a hundred thousand.

No matter how much Yan Yeran saved, it was just not enough.

The doctor told him not to delay it for too long, and it would be next month at the latest, because the markers in his body had already responded to the stimulation, and any delay would only delay the timing of the operation.

He told him repeatedly not to have any contact with that Alpha before the operation, otherwise the two years of treatment would be in vain.

Yan also agreed.

He thought, this is all right, he has every reason not to meet Jiang Qi again.

Jiang Qi had better live his own happy life.

And Yan Yeran, he just wanted to cure the illness that had tortured him for ten years.

But one wave of ups and downs, another wave of ups and downs.

The doctor said that in order to prepare for the operation, two more injections will be given this month.

But one injection of five thousand, Yan Ye can still afford it, and two more injections, the wallet really can't bear it.

At this time, he heard from a friend who was said to be a pharmacist in the clinic, met a middleman who specialized in reselling injections, and bought three pheromone injections at a [-]% discount——

Once a person is poor, he tends to go to extremes, and his mind becomes confused. Yan Yeran's mind is hardened, and he really believes it.

The 6000 yuan was given out, and the injection that got back looked like that, and Yan Yeran was giving it to himself.

While his eyes were black from the pain, he still gritted his teeth and pushed in.

In the end, I lay half dead for a night, and found that those injections were useless at all.

The other party said that Yan Yeran had already been marked by others, so it didn't work-a lot of lies.

Yan Yeran is treated in the hospital every month, as long as the value of the injection used matches him enough, it will be effective.

Obviously, the pheromones in these injections are of poor quality.

While it won't damage the glands, it's a waste of money.

Yan Yeran's channel is not formal, so he can only suffer a dull loss.

He thought it all over, and went to someone to borrow money, no matter what, he had to hurry up and do the operation first.

Another misfortune happened today.

He was cheated out of money, and met Jiang Qi again when he came out of the bar.

Jiang Qi's pheromone was a nightmare for him.

When he gets close to Jiang Qi, he loses his self-control, and his reason is on the verge of losing control.

There will be a constant desire to touch the other person, to be close, to hug, to do whatever it takes to relieve the pain.

The markers in his body depended on this active pheromone infection, and then fell into a deep water of desire and pain.

Stimulation of the glands is the inevitable result.

But I don't know if the impact is big or not, and whether I can still have surgery.

……

Only when he is extremely desperate, Yan Yeran will think of an option he has been deliberately avoiding: tell Jiang Qi about the matter and ask Jiang Qi to help him.

This option is just perfect.

For Jiang Qi, the 10,000+ surgery fee is nothing but sprinkling water.

He knows Jiang Qi, Jiang Qi is the kind of person who must be investigated to the end.

As long as he told everything to Jiang Qi--the most wronged years, the years he almost didn't get through.

As long as he told Jiang Qi: Do you know, you once left an incomplete mark in my body.

Because your superior alpha pheromone is too special, my ordinary beta was also affected and started to differentiate again.

My life was completely changed because of this sign.

I lost a lot, and I even spent months in prison.

For ten years, I have lived a miserable life.

... So now I ask you 10 yuan for the operation fee to wash off the mark, isn't it too much?

Hearing Yan Yeran's narration, Jiang Qi will definitely blame himself, feel guilty, and feel overwhelmed by Yan Yeran's irreversible past, and then try to take care of Yan Yeran and make up for him.

At that time, they will no longer be the exes who broke up, and Yan will become Jiang Qi's guilt.

Not to mention 10,000+, Jiang Qi probably will directly arrange everything for Yan Ye and then half of his life, in order to atone for his sins, or give out sympathetically.

It's too easy to blackmail Jiang Qi with his own grievances...

But how could Yan Yeran do this now.

Because he was deeply mired, he wanted to pull Jiang to abandon him, how could he be so cruel.

Yan Yeran was so poor that only a little tenderness remained, and he left it to Jiang Qi.

He doesn't want to be a choice that embarrasses Jiang Qi.

So at the moment when he lost consciousness, the only firm thought in his mind was: don't get close to Jiang Qi, don't get entangled with Jiang Qi, don't let Jiang Qi know everything.

……

Suddenly, he woke up from the chaotic dream.

The late-night alley is gone, and the pain in the body is gone.

Yan Yeran struggled to open her eyes, and before she got out of the half-dream and half-awake confusion, she discovered a fact in horror——

He is sleeping in Jiang Qi's arms that he shouldn't be close to.

a trace.Not hanging.

The author has something to say:-

Yan Yeran: Gan.

Yan Yeran: Doing so much psychological construction for nothing.