Translator: Abo Dammen
The interior space was subdued and luxurious, but otherwise empty and chilly. Standing in the corner, Jiang Yunshu looked around at this place that was both familiar and foreign to him.
He circled around a wall and saw a young boy holding three test papers in the air, and he said, “Papa, mama, I got 100 points in three exams,” with a hint of expectation and excitement in his tone.
An indistinct female voice said, “Isn’t this just a matter of fact to you?”
A phone began to chime rapidly in succession.
The lady had a tidy appearance, with her hair pulled back neatly. She responded calmly, saying, “Haemorrhage? Let Dr. Huang do the preparations first, I’ll head there now.”
Jiang Yunshu merely stood by and observed in silence.
Without so much as a sidelong glance, the woman walked right by the kid who was still clutching the test paper.
Suddenly, he saw a door opening with an accompanying silhouette.
The man removed his white coat, picked up the report card on the table, glanced at it, and said, “You can get excellent grades in other subjects, but why can’t you be excellent in politics?”
The skinny kid sat onto the couch and said, “I’m sorry,” without showing any emotion.
The man’s face was marked by hard, cold lines, as if he’d found it totally repugnant. “Your grades aren’t as good as mine or your mother’s. How will you become a doctor in the future?”
The boy remained silent, his gaze fixed on the intersecting lines between the floor tiles.
“Bring a new notebook here.” The man stated, “I’ll make you a planner. Don’t go to sleep until you’ve finished what’s in it.”
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Jiang Yunshu opened his eyes in the dim light. His breathing was ragged, and after slowly relaxing, he shifted his position on the bed to a side-lying position and closed his eyes again.
At 7:30 in the morning, Jiang Yunshu came down fully dressed. Heitang jumped out of its kennel in the living room, wagging its tail and arching its calf frantically.
Jiang Yunshu shh-ed. “Don’t wake up your owner.”
This past night was the second in a row that Bai Tang stayed up late, this time claiming he was memorising the historical timeline. It was nearly 2 am at the time, so he couldn’t possibly get up now.
When it was close to 9 am, Bai Tang finally poked his sleepy head out at the corner of the second floor. “Dr. Jiang?” he exclaimed downstairs.
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“Mhm, it’s me.” Jiang Yunshu was sitting at the dinner table, reading the newspaper. “Good morning.”
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“Sleepy,” Jiang Yunshu said with a smile, “but I’m used to it.”
Bai Tang pursed his lips before stuffing several mouthfuls of corn dumplings into his mouth. Perhaps it was all in his head, but the closer he became to Jiang Yunshu, the more he felt the alpha was bound by a maze of rules and regulations.
He remembered the incident last time. On that particular day, an incident arose within the company that required Jiang Yunshu’s immediate attention. It was almost 11 pm when the alpha returned home.
Bai Tang noticed that he was pinching the centre of his brows and that his eyes were so dry that he was dripping eye drops every few minutes. He was clearly exhausted, but Jiang Yunshu was still burning the midnight oil in the study when Bai Tang left the room at 12 am. He said he still hadn’t wrapped up today’s tasks and that Bai Tang probably should get some sleep first.
It was similar to today. He could nap for a bit if he was really exhausted. A half-hour would suffice. But the alpha simply forces himself to get up as soon as the alarm clock goes off.
Despite the fact that his eyes were clearly bloodshot.
Bai Tang was conflicted on several occasions. He was particularly worried and…
“By the way,” Jiang Yunshu said as he set down the newspaper. “How did the mock test go?”
“Oh!” Bai Tang dashed upstairs with the dumpling in his mouth, took the report card from his school bag, dashed downstairs, and handed it to Jiang Yunshu, who smoothly accepted it.
Neither of them seemed to think there was anything wrong with their relationship, which was similar to that of a parent and child.
Bai Tang leaned against the table’s edge, nervous. “I-Is it okay?”
Jiang Yunshu gave a nod. “Not too bad. You seem to be slightly below average in mathematics, though your performance in the other subjects is about par. If you do not know anything, feel free to ask me.”
Bai Tang said, “I’m afraid to disturb you, aren’t you also studying…”
“It’s fine, it’s not a bother,” Jiang Yunshu said. “My knowledge has essentially been picked up. Establishing a firm groundwork and fully grasping the problem at hand is exactly what you need to accomplish at this time.”
A-And this is why I am not a learning tyrant! Bai Tang thought. But he had indeed been coveting Jiang Yunshu’s time quite some time now.
Ey, mega-university tyrant! 1 on 1! And it’s completely free!
“Okay.” Bai Tang grinned like a fish-stealing cat. “Thank you very much, doctor!”
It’s kind of cute.
Jiang Yunshu looked away. “Mm.”
Bai Tang finally stopped being so thin thanks to the nutritional supplements he took during this time. His lips had stopped being as ghostly white as they had been each morning whenever he’d wake up, and his face had gained some much-needed flesh.
“It’s almost summer vacation.” Bai Tang devoured the twelfth dumpling. “I need to make a proper plan, but I’m not great at making schedules…”
Jiang Yunshu subconsciously blurted out, “Then I’ll make a plan for you…” Then his voice abruptly ceased.
“Hmm?” Bai Tang regarded the alpha with suspicion. “What’s wrong?”
“It’s nothing.” Jiang Yunshu smiled, “You can write it yourself first, then I’ll help you take a look at it.”
Bai Tang didn’t understand, and he wasn’t sure why, but he knew that if he could just show Jiang Yunshu what he’d seen, he’d be at ease. “Okay.”
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They still went to Zhou Zhaoyu’s office in the afternoon for imaginal therapy. Every time, the level of stimulation imagined would be greater than the previous time. Despite the fact that Bai Tang was subjectively active in the treatment, he was already feeling resistance in his heart.
He was afraid, terribly afraid.
Compared to previous instances, his reaction was pretty severe. Bai Tang’s sobs were loud and unrelenting.
Jiang Yunshu silently stood outside the door, motionless.
Even Qin Zhongnan couldn’t help but swear, “Fuck, that motherfucker died so easily.”
More than ten minutes later, the door suddenly opened. Zhou Zhaoyu was stunned for a moment when he saw the towering figure in front of him, but he quickly composed himself. “Nice timing. Mr. Jiang, please come in.”
The lights in the room were activated. Bai Tang was curled up in the bed’s corner, his figure hidden beneath the quilt. The more he got closer, the more obvious the crying became.
Zhou Zhaoyu began to speak ,”Let’s call today’s therapy session a wrap. His emotions have crumbled. I’m not very good at comforting him, you go try.”
Jiang Yunshu stepped in without a second’s hesitation. On the surface, he appeared to be firm, but his slightly hurried footsteps betrayed him, and Zhou Zhaoyu saw everything.
“Bai Tang,” When he reached the bed, Jiang Yunshu’s pace slowed down. He squatted down lightly. “It’s me, rest easy.”
The dumpling visibly flinched.
Jiang Yunshu put his hands on the quilt tentatively as he spoke, “It’s me, Shu.”
“Wuu——” Bai Tang let out a critter cry, and the tall alpha immediately withdrew his hand.
Zhou Zhaoyu passively stood by the wall, looked at Jiang Yunshu’s expression as he consoled Bai Tang.
Gradually, Bai Tang’s cries weakened, and changed to occasional sobbing.
“Wanna hold hands?” Jiang Yunshu patted the quilt on the bed.
Bai Tang ignored him.
Jiang Yunshu gently put his hand under the quilt, and asked again, “Bai Tang, do you want to hold hands?”
Bai Tang trembled, subconsciously shrank back. He pressed himself deeply against the wall, and did not speak.
Jiang Yunshu waited patiently. After an unknown amount of time, there was a rustling movement under the quilt, and then, he felt his fingers being carefully entangled with something wet and icy.
It was Bai Tang’s hand.
“You have to pay special attention to his emotions today, he was really frightened.” Zhou Zhaoyu was wearing Qin Zhongnan’s white coat. “The therapy is not yet done. I will repeat today’s content again next time.”
Jiang Yunshu twirled his fingertips, frowned and asked, “Do we have to continue this therapy? Just…. Is there any other way to make Bai Tang less scared, something gradual? “
“No,” Zhou Zhaoyu said calmly, “but actually, I think it doesn’t matter if you don’t do this therapy.”
“What do you mean?”
“Bai Tang trusts you very much,” said Zhou Zhaoyu. “He wants to depend on you from the bottom of his heart, because you showed up when he was at his most desperate and when he’s given up in life. You’ve also done really well.”
Jiang Yunshu paused before responding, “…Hmm.”
“You can go back and discuss with him whether to still carry out the therapy. If not, be careful not to expose him to stressors.”
You’re doing great both of you❣️
Thanks for the update
… is it my birthday??? The updates, the content, the perfection~~ it must be …
The flashback dream was heartbreaking! No wonder he said he couldn’t help Bai Tang with his politics class 😕. But Bai Tang’s worries about Jiang Yunshu’s rigid self discipline tells me he would find the Jiang parents methods too harsh, so Dr. Yunshu is in good hands now.
My poor bubus ｡:ﾟ(;´∩`;)ﾟ:｡
Thank You for the new chapter (♡ ὅ ◡ ὅ )ʃ♡
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