I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

Chapter 65 The source of the nightmare

Yang Yixin was lying on the bed with the needle, the dean left, and Shang Yuan was talking to the doctor outside.

"The symptoms are not serious, let's hang up the needle first." The doctor said.

Shang Yuan asked: "Doctor, could psychological problems cause his situation?"

"Excessive stress, or excessive tension and anxiety may lead to vomiting. Especially during the sprint stage of the college entrance examination, various situations happen to students every year, which is relatively normal." The doctor asked: "Does he need psychological counseling?"

"Let me talk to him first."

Entering the ward, Shang Yuan sat by the bed and asked, "How do you feel, are you still uncomfortable?"

Yang Yixin shook his head.

Shang Yuan put his hand into the quilt, rubbed his stomach lightly, and asked: "Did you not sleep well last night?" Before Yang Yixin could answer, he asked again: "Did you not sleep well the day before yesterday?"

"I'm having a nightmare..."

"So you can't sleep, but you don't say anything." Shang Yuan interrupted him, and then slowed down his tone: "What are you thinking? Tell me."

Yang Yixin closed his eyes, "Don't ask."

"I don't ask, I see you can't sleep every day, I see you become like this, I can't do anything!"

"Everyone has privacy, can you stop asking?!"

Shang Yuan took a deep breath, forced himself to calm down, and said, "You have to see a doctor."

"What?" Yang Yixin looked at the eye drops bottle, thinking that he was not in the infirmary, but somewhere else.

"It's not this doctor." Shang Yuan said, "Yang Yixin, you have traumatic stress disorder."

Yang Yixin's eyes widened, "What are you talking about? What is traumatic...stress, stress disorder?"

Shang Yuan looked into his eyes: "It means that something has left an indelible shadow on you, and it still troubles you until now. Tell me, Yang Yixin, tell me what happened."

"you……"

"Do you think I can't notice anything? The person sleeping next to me can't sleep at night, but I can sleep peacefully until dawn?" Shang Yuan asked: "Yang Yixin, what do you think of me?"

When he got closer, Yang Yixin saw the bloodshot eyes in Shang Yuan's eyes.He felt that Shang Yuan was forcing him, and he was not forcing Shang Yuan.

It is not clear who was driven to a desperate situation.

Yang Yixin closed his eyes and said hoarsely, "Let me think about it."

Shang Yuan couldn't hide his disappointment, but he didn't say anything. He helped him tuck the quilt, leaned on the chair and looked at him silently.

Many people came to visit Yang Yixin between classes, but Yang Yixin closed his eyes, they thought he was asleep, and left without a sound.

Sun Xiansheng also came over during the lunch break, but he was looking for Shang Yuan.

He took Shang Yuan to the infirmary and said, "There is news that your father is going to expand the school library by a building."

Shang Yuan said: "I know."

Sun Xiansheng hesitated for a moment, then said, "Then do you know what this building is called?"

"what?"

"Far heart building."

Shang Yuan frowned, "What do you mean?"

"I heard that two of the donated money belonged to you and Yang Yixin. It seems that the sum is quite a lot." Sun Xiansheng asked, "Are you really donating the building with your father?"

"How is it possible?! I never gave it to him..." Shang Yuan paused.He suddenly remembered that he had given Shang Yinxiao a card in order to get Yang Yixin out.

"But to be honest, I feel like your dad..." Before Sun Xiansheng finished speaking, Shang Yuan turned around and entered the infirmary, leaving Sun Xiansheng alone and no one listened: "I'm showing my love to you."

Shang Yuan walked to the hospital bed and asked, "What about your principal's bonus at that time?"

Yang Yixin leaned on the bed and drank porridge, his complexion improved a lot, he didn't know why he suddenly mentioned this matter, thought for a while and said: "Didn't Mr. Shang subsidize me? I just returned the money to him."

Shang Yuan's expression changed, he secretly cursed a profiteer, then turned around and left, leaving Yang Yixin stunned.

Shang Yuan Xiangjing happily asked for leave, and went to the building of the Shang Group non-stop. This time he ignored the front desk and went straight in to press the elevator.

The front desk met Shang Yuan once, and seeing him in a hurry, he quickly caught up and said, "President Shang is not here, do you have something urgent?"

"It's something, don't worry about it." Shang Yuan entered the elevator with a sullen face.

It doesn't matter whether Shang Yinxiao donates one building or two, but Shang Yuan can't accept that he binds himself, let alone binds Yang Yixin.

Over the years, Shang Yuan has tried his best to keep a distance from him. If he could sever the relationship between father and son, he would have taken action long ago.From the day Zhao Mingjing died, he and Shang Yinxiao were at odds.

At this moment, it is absolutely impossible for him to tarnish his relationship with Yang Yixin.

There were many people working upstairs, and when Shang Yuan entered, many people looked at him.Against these probing gazes, he walked towards the office expressionlessly.

"Shang Yuan!" The deputy secretary at the office closest to the office recognized him, stood up and said, "President Shang has gone out."

"Call him, I'll wait here." Shang Yuan brushed past the deputy secretary and pushed open the door of the office.

As soon as the door was opened, Shang Yuan looked at the wall full of awards and opened his eyes suddenly.Next to those big prizes hangs an out-of-place sign—Yang Yixin's prize plate.

There were whispers in the office outside: "Is that the son of Mr. Shang?"

"It also looks quite similar to Mr. Shang."

"But I heard that he doesn't have a good relationship with the Chamber of Commerce."

"Shh, don't talk nonsense."

"Did you make up? I came here once last year, and there was no quarrel."

Suddenly, the door of Shang Yinxiao's office was opened, and the deputy secretary rushed to meet him again, "What's wrong? Do you need anything?"

"Do you have any tools?" Shang Yuan asked.

"What exactly are the tools?" The deputy secretary adjusted his glasses and was going to fetch him the office supplies on the table.

Shang Yuan said: "Pliers, wrenches, crowbars, hammers, it doesn't matter what you have, as long as you have it."

Every time he uttered a word, the deputy secretary's mouth opened wide, and he stammered, "What do you want, what do you want these for?"

"Is there any?!" Shang Yuan bent down and stared into the eyes of the deputy secretary.

The deputy secretary was startled by his eyes, couldn't help but took a step back, and bumped into the table. Although she was very scared, she still said, "Yes, yes. But you have to tell me what you want to do."

Shang Yuan got the answer, ignored her, and started to rummage through the office.

Everyone looked at him, and no one dared to speak.

He found a hammer in the toolbox, took it and walked into the office.The deputy secretary felt that something was wrong, so he stopped him in vain, and was thrown aside, watching the office door slam shut in front of his eyes.

"Shang Yuan, don't mess around! Everything inside is very important!" The deputy secretary knocked on the door anxiously.

Suddenly, there was a loud "bang!" inside.The deputy secretary turned pale with fright, and hurried to find a spare key to open the door, but who knew that the key could not be opened, and the door was blocked from the inside.

Then there was another loud bang.Everyone's heart trembled.

"Shang Yuan! Don't smash it!" The deputy secretary was about to cry, and called Sun Xiu with trembling hands, "Sister Xiu, something happened. don't go!"

Sun Xiu on the other end of the phone was stunned, glanced at Shang Yinxiao who was talking to the client, and said in a low voice, "If it's impossible, ask the security guard to open the door, but don't hurt him, try to stabilize him, and wait for Mr. Shang to finish talking." Say it again."

After hanging up the phone, the deputy secretary immediately went to find the security guard.

The loud noise in the office continued intermittently, and all the employees outside looked at each other in blank dismay.

Until the deputy secretary called two security guards, just as the security guards were about to hit the door, the door opened!

Shang Yuan's hammers stood at the door with a gloomy expression, making the scalps of the two security guards tingle.

"Shang Yuan, calm down, put down the hammer first, you can say anything." The deputy secretary said tremblingly, hiding behind the security guard.

She thought Shang Yuan was going to hit someone, but who knew he threw the hammer on the ground and said expressionlessly: "Call Shang Yinxiao, when will he come back and I will leave."

The deputy secretary looked into the office, and saw broken walls and sawdust all over the floor. The gold medal embedded in the wall had been pried off, and it was leaning against the desk at this moment, and the frame was smashed to pieces.

Fortunately, I took this brand and didn't smash anything else.The deputy secretary breathed a sigh of relief. If everything was smashed, she could pack up and leave tomorrow.

Stabilizing Shangyuan, the deputy secretary called Sun Xiu to report the situation.Sun Xiu listened to her talk about what Shang Yuan did, and endured it for a long time, but couldn't help but curse: "Bastard!"

She immediately understood why Shang Yuan went crazy, she was the one who inlaid Yang Yixin's gold medal, and she also started the matter of donating the building.She knew that Mr. Shang did this to ease the relationship between father and son, and she even thought it was a kind of flattery.

But maybe in Shang Yuan's view, all the actions of Mr. Shang are provocative, disgusting and repulsive to him.

But how many years have passed since the incident, the dead cannot be brought back to life, when will he end the trouble?

While Shang Yinxiao was talking about things, Sun Xiu found an opportunity to tell him about the company's situation.Shang Yinxiao's face darkened in an instant, and he said, "If you don't know the severity, let him wait!"

"Okay." Sun Xiu had expected that tonight would be a bloodbath.

Yang Yixin was lying on the bed full of thoughts. He thought that maybe he really had the so-called traumatic stress disorder, which is why he couldn't control himself and became irritable, anxious, and insomnia.He also knew that if he continued like this, he would definitely go crazy.

Ever since Ye Feixing appeared, it was as if he had pressed the switch of a gate, and the memories he had spent countless sleepless days and nights to bury bit by bit, rolled over like a torrent, dragging him into deep water.

He felt that he had returned to the months when Aunt Ye had just passed away. He couldn't sleep every night, had nightmares constantly, and couldn't concentrate.He quarreled with Yang Shen every day, and fought in school again, and felt very happy even though his body was bruised all over.At that time, he was almost a complete lunatic.

He thought that time would bury everything, and even made preparations not to bring up the past again, but he didn't expect Ye Feixing to appear.Only then did he realize that he couldn't forget, and what he owed Ye Feixing would never end.

He sat in meditation for a long time, thinking clearly about one thing, that is, what Shang Yuan said was right, no matter what happened, it could only be resolved by speaking out.

It is useless to escape, what should be said will be said sooner or later.

He called Ye Feixing: "Hey, where are you? I have something to tell you."

The other end of the phone was very noisy, after a while Ran Feixing seemed to find a quieter place, and said: "I thought you had a boyfriend and forgot about me as a friend. I'm at the No. 26 bar on the corner, you know where where."

Yang Yixin clenched the phone tightly, and the last trace of blood faded from his already pale face.

Corner 26 Bar - the source of all nightmares.

Ran Feixing hung up the phone, went back to the booth and said, "Brothers, change positions!"

"Young Master Ran, where are you going in the second half?"

"Bar No. 26 on the corner."

"It's also a bar, what's so special?"

"It's quite special." Ran Feixing smiled, and poured down a glass of red cocktail on the table, as if drinking a glass of blood.