Chapter 1231: Millennium Year Love Story 36

Jin Chen did it on purpose.

Chen Zhu still had something unclear, but the person who said an hour ago that they couldn't hug in public was him, so he was somewhat at fault.

"I was wrong…"

Chen Zhu can be flexible; if before he had no way, he could also endure it, but now that he has Jin Chen and a proper romantic relationship.

He would not want to endure the remaining few hours alone, no matter what.

Chen Zhu no longer cared about others' gazes, clinging to Jin Chen's shoulder and lightly rubbing, the purpose obvious.

Jin Chen instantly felt content.

He spread his arms, encircling Chen Zhu's waist, hugging and kissing him repeatedly; the sandalwood divine breath enveloped Chen Zhu tightly, refusing any foreign scent to intrude.

Chen Zhu's tense body suddenly relaxed, like melted butter, slumping weakly into Jin Chen's embrace.

Hot?

Chen Zhu touched Jin Chen's forehead; although the car's air conditioning was on, the outside temperature was high and there were many people, so it had little effect.

Jin Chen is very afraid of heat; Chen Zhu discovered this long ago—if the fan is accidentally set on a timer, waking up suddenly hot at night makes it impossible to sleep again.

Regarding this, Chen Zhu once was frightened in the middle of the night by someone standing at the bedside, and thus deeply understood it.

A bit.

Jin Chen shifted his shoulders, gradually using Spiritual Power to lower his body temperature; as for how to explain it to Chen Zhu, he naturally had a method.

He drooped onto Chen Zhu's shoulder and muttered, "Not hot anymore, feeling a bit carsick."

Chen Zhu felt his hand cool, worried, held him tighter, and his soft fingers massaged his temples.

"There are still a few hours left—what can we do?"

"It's fine, I'll sleep."

Jin Chen relaxed his body, leaning back; the posture was fairly comfortable, holding Chen Zhu with eyes closed to rest.

Because he had the concept of "protecting Jin Chen," the compulsive thoughts in his subconscious were replaced by a sense of responsibility, and Chen Zhu relaxed considerably.

Even if someone frequently glanced over with a strange look, Chen Zhu merely responded with a gloomy gaze.

Unintentionally catching Chen Zhu showing such a look, Zhang Zhu was secretly startled, then glanced at the peacefully sleeping Jin Chen, and silently sighed in his heart.

The two bosses both seemed not simple.

He turned his head to say something to Lan Xin beside him, but she lightly patted his hand and slowly shook her head.

What they shouldn't say, they should say less.

Zhang Zhu understood and remained silent.

The bus swayed, carrying all the passengers, driving out of the small town dotted with mountain forests, from tranquility to prosperity, from the local accent to

Transferring to board the plane, it was another few hours.

Even though Jin Chen chose the fastest and most expensive route, everyone was still exhausted upon arriving in Jing Shi.

Especially Lan Xi, who had only met a younger sister the night before departure and danced disco with her all night.

Lan Xin had Zhang Zhu's support; the two bosses were intimately close, while the lone Lan Xi shed tears bitterly, and also gave a middle finger to the life that frequently gave him the middle finger.

Pa-da.

A stack of documents was placed on his middle finger; Lan Xin showed no pity, saying, "The latest batch of goods should be stored as soon as possible, and sales will start in three days."

"Ah——"

Lan Xi felt such pain it was as if he had fiercely sat down on life's middle finger.

Jin Chen temporarily had no plan to go to the Jade Stone Shop; after giving a few instructions, he directly took Chen Zhu home to sleep.

——

After resting at home for several days, the two finally recovered.

The schedule for meeting the psychologist was also brought forward; Jin Chen had spent the previous night doing a lot of psychological preparation for Chen Zhu, fortunately Chen Zhu was willing to cooperate with treatment.

So on the day of meeting the psychologist, even upon entering the office, everything was very good.

But after just a few minutes of conversation, the doctor asked Jin Chen to temporarily leave and wait in the outside lounge.

Jin Chen loosened his tightly held hand with Chen Zhu, patted his shoulder, and got up to leave.

When the door closed, Chen Zhu's breathing visibly quickened for a moment, but he could still maintain a smile.

Afterward, the psychologist began from the perspective of inner analysis, guiding Chen Zhu to slowly open up.

Even though it was only a first, superficial healing, the wounds gradually surfacing still left Chen Zhu at a loss.

These wounds were what Chen Zhu had long buried deep in his heart, filled with pain and fear, and he usually dared not even think about them.

But today it was as if the bandage had been suddenly torn open; Chen Zhu then realized that the wounds he thought time could heal had already festered under the bandage.

After just over ten minutes, Chen Zhu's heartbeat began to race, he felt restless and numb all over, and even his breathing unconsciously stopped.

In the clearly quiet office, Chen Zhu heard countless noises clamoring in his ears, like a train's whistle, continuous, and also like being underwater, with gurgling bubbles all around.

Chen Zhu didn't care about dirt, his whole body curled up in the sofa, trembling uncontrollably.

This was the most severe psychosomatic symptom to date; although it was worse than any previous episode, Chen Zhu felt as if he were being liberated.

Because what followed was a gradually collapsing neural suppression.

Ding!

Accompanied by a sharp, clear alarm bell, the doctor stopped his rapid questioning, and his tone suddenly softened.

"All right, everything has ended; thank you for being willing to share your past with me today."

The doctor handed him a hot tea; in the slightly cool air-conditioned room, simply holding it in his hands was enough to soothe his emotions.

Chen Zhu slowly took a sip, only to realize he had already been tearing up.

... Thank you.

His voice hoarse, he revealed a genuine smile that he hadn't shown in front of outsiders for a long time.

Emotional release is exhausting; if the person outside is your lover, you can relax fully tonight and fall asleep in an embrace.

The psychologist had previously been in contact with Jin Chen for a short time; when they met today, the atmosphere of intimacy between them made their relationship obvious.

In fact, whether it's Chen Zhu or Jin Chen, in this relatively unfamiliar city, neither wants their love to be overly oppressive.

Chen Zhu looked up and saw Jin Chen walk in; he remained seated on the sofa, unmoving, and stretched his arms toward Jin Chen.

A hug lasting five minutes.

Jin Chen lightly patted Chen Zhu's back, his palm caressing; the motion wasn't gentle, yet it made Chen Zhu feel extremely relaxed.

"Brother, when you just came out you promised me you'd make a red velvet cake tonight; after the wait ends, we'll go buy the ingredients together."

Chen Zhu deeply inhaled Jin Chen's scent; his voice remained hoarse, and his emotions began to stabilize.

"Okay."

The psychologist spoke at the right moment: "Next, may I have a few words with your lover?"

Chen Zhu looked up at Jin Chen, who gave a reassuring smile: "It's fine; I'll be out soon, brother, just wait a bit outside."

After Chen Zhu left the office, Jin Chen's smile faded; he lifted his gaze to the psychologist and asked, "How is the situation?"

"It's pretty much the same as what I learned about you online before."

The doctor handed the freshly written report to Jin Chen, saying, "Medication treatment also needs to keep up; his agitation will be more pronounced than depressive symptoms. After he finishes the medicine prescribed today, we can proceed with the next session of psychological healing."

"Alright."

Jin Chen took the slip, and then heard the doctor say, "Also, as the psychological healing deepens, the pain buried inside will gradually surface."

"But you don't need to worry; this isn't a sign of worsening condition—just need to show more care and companionship in daily life."

Jin Chen pondered for a moment, then said, "Okay, I can do that."

The psychologist suddenly laughed, saying, "Actually, I've seen many patients; most of the time, their families are in worse shape than the patients themselves."

"You are one of the few relatives I've seen who are willing to provide companionship and support; if this continues, his condition will heal quickly."

Jin Chen curled his lips, politely nodded, and said, "Thank you."