Untamed Passionate Kiss

"Did anything bad happen after you returned to China?"

A psychologist provides remote consultation over the phone.

"You've been off medication for several years, and the improvement seems positive, or have you reconnected with the trauma from back then?"

Bian Yu: "We did connect. But I didn't spend much time with her, and it was work-related, so I couldn't avoid it."

The psychologist said, "Then I have reason to believe that there are still unresolved conflicts between you and the person who caused your trauma. Time hasn't faded them; it's just been avoided. Perhaps facing them will greatly improve your situation. Believe me, Yu, the stronger and faster the drug works, the more side effects it brings. Any attempt to achieve quick results is not beneficial."

Bian Yu was silent for a moment, then said, "Without medication, I can't close my eyes. Dragging this out won't do my health any good either."

Upon hearing this, the doctor sighed softly and offered his advice.

"Could you try allocating a bit more of your work energy to your emotions and life? You and Miss Yin. Oh-sorry, and your wife, it's time to consider having a child. In the long run, children's healing power and ability to grab attention are well-known."

The threads were too numerous to explain, and Bian Yu pinched the bridge of his nose.

"I don't plan on that for now. Besides, having a baby isn't something that can happen overnight. I just want to resolve my sleep problems as soon as possible."

"Okay, the hospital has recently started administering a new, higher-strength medication specifically for sleep disorders. However, it's not taken orally; it's injected. You'll need to find a doctor who can explain and familiarize them with injection procedures—"

The doctor paused for a moment before continuing.

"But I still want to remind you that because it's administered intravenously, the effects are stronger and faster, but the damage also comes on faster and destroys nerves more thoroughly. My advice is, if you absolutely must, don't use medication. The most important thing right now is to find a way to make you happy as soon as possible."

Bian Yu sat on the edge of the bed, looking at the dark sky.

A few fireworks occasionally rose into the sky, at least making him seem less lonely.

"I'm not unhappy either," he said honestly.

To have achieved so much as one approaches thirty, even grand dreams now seem within reach...

All of this made him happy.

After returning to China, everything went smoothly for him; whatever he wanted, people would eagerly offer it to him. This sense of accomplishment made him happy.

Find your ideal life partner.

She doesn't cause him much worry, and she doesn't have any excessive emotional sensitivity, allowing him to focus on his work with peace of mind, which makes him happy.

Including tonight, when I strolled through the temple fair with Yin Miao, experiencing the lively atmosphere of the world.

A hint of joy also flickered through his heart.

"Just those happy moments..."

Bian Yu lowered his head slightly, and his voice became somber.

"It was too short."

After hanging up the phone, Bian Yu stayed awake until dawn.

He breathed a sigh of relief as the white light covered his eyelids.

I dare not tell anyone, including Yin Miao, for fear that everyone will worry.

So he struggled downstairs, cooked himself a bowl of glutinous rice balls, and ate breakfast according to custom.

However, the custom on the first day of the Lunar New Year is to get up late, which means that one will not have to work hard this year.

When Bian Yu returned from his stroll along the boardwalk, there was no sound of anyone at home.

During holidays and festivals, the household servants were sent back home. Aunt Bian would personally prepare breakfast for Yin Miao.

Holding a bowl of glutinous rice balls, Yin Miao casually asked Bian Yu, "What time is your dinner with Qin Yuan tonight?"

Bian Yu sat on the sofa, seemingly calmly scrolling through the news, and replied, "Six o'clock."

"Then you guys disperse quickly and let me know, I'll come pick you up."

"No need, the city has provided a car to pick us up and drop us off."

"OK".

After listening for a few moments, Bian's mother subconsciously asked, "You know that Qin Yuan too?"

Yin Miao: "Yes, Auntie, Qin Yuan is an alumnus of Q University, and also our junior."

"Then why didn't you go together?" Aunt Bian asked, even more puzzled.

Yin Miao smiled and said, "He works in the municipal government now, representing the government. Tonight, everyone present is the top two officials of Nanyun. It's generally considered taboo to bring family members to these kinds of administrative dinners."

After hearing the explanation, Bian's mother belatedly nodded, "There are so many rules."

Yin Miao: "It's not a hard and fast rule, but we should avoid it if we can."

Upon hearing this, Bian's father smiled and chimed in, "No wonder, the more I look at Miaomiao and Xiaoyu, the more suitable they seem."

Yin Miao blushed, while Bian Yu kept staring at his phone, showing no desire to speak.

He was like a ball that had been inflated for a long time, thinking that his life was becoming more and more fulfilling.

Last night's announcement of Meng Yang and Liang Yutang's relationship was like a thorn, piercing him with a thud.

It ended his false happiness.

When a play loses its audience, the actors naturally lose their motivation.

Although he himself didn't seem to understand what these things meant.

On the way to the dinner party.

Qin Yuan was Bian Yu's junior, one year below him, and had also worked as a teaching assistant at Q University.

In Bian Yu's memory, Qin Yuan was a very talented child, and he thought he would shine in his professional field.

Who knew that after staying in Jingzhou for two years, he returned to Nanyun to take the civil service exam.

"My family is pressuring me."

Qin Yuan said with deep regret.

"My parents both believe that a secure job in the country is more important than anything else. Plus, my dad got sick around that time, and as his only son, I had to come back and take on the responsibility of caring for him."

Suddenly, Bian Yu felt something.

He got to where he is today not only because of his own hard work, but also because of his parents' unconditional and blind support.

Bian Yu's parents, like him, also only reported good news and not bad news.

Over those eight years, it's impossible that the two elderly people didn't suffer from sores and illnesses at some point, but the whole family remained silent.

Only then could Bian Yu devote himself wholeheartedly to his career without any worries.

But he actually yelled at his mother because of all that nonsense about Liang Yutang.

Overwhelmed with guilt, Bian Yu was immediately filled with remorse.

What exhausted him was that he knew there would be a next time.

Because it's an illness, and he can't control it himself.

A jumble of thoughts took root in Bian Yu's mind. He was lost in thought for a moment before he heard Qin Yuan's voice again.

"Tonight, the leader asked me to take the lead, mainly because he wants to achieve political achievements by building an industrial park in the field of emerging technologies."

Qin Yuan knew Bian Yu's style of doing things well, so he chose to speak frankly.

Qin Yuan: "If we can attract investment from the border regions, even setting aside the funding issue, the sheer scale of the project will be enormous. At that point, many small and medium-sized companies from other regions will definitely flock in to set up operations, and Yunnan's GDP will no longer be solely based on tourism."

Qin Feng sat in the passenger seat.

Bian Yu sat in the back row, tapping his fingers on his crossed knees as if he were thinking.

After a moment, he said, "Reputation is one thing. But if the government can't provide favorable policies for these small and medium-sized enterprises, and take a two-pronged approach, I estimate that most people will just wait and see. Because Nanyun is different from Jingzhou. In these fifth- or sixth-tier cities, there are too few similar resources, and market development is the biggest problem."

Qin Yuan nodded excitedly, "We will definitely plan this later."

The fact that Bian Yu said that means he might be willing to lend a hand.

After finishing their business, Qin Yuan got excited and brought up personal matters, talking about Bian Yu's departure abroad years ago.

"Back then, my senior left without a word, and many girls in the school came to find him crying, haha."