The Self-cultivation of Omega Running with the Ball

Pei Du looked at her coldly, waiting for an explanation.

Doctor Wu's chubby, kind face had long been swollen with shame. He mustered up the courage to say, "Boss Pei, I'm sorry, I really can't do this anymore..."

"why?"

"I... have violated my conscience and professional ethics for too long. I really can't do this for you anymore." Doctor Wu clenched his fists. "The patient... Wen Qiu, he told me a lot of secrets in his heart. I know why he is in so much pain. Sometimes when I see him like this, I really can't bear it... But you want me to record every conversation and tell you everything in detail..."

Yes, although she is a practicing psychologist, she was actually employed by only one person from beginning to end and served only one person. Wen Qiu trusted her so much that he endured the bloody pain and opened his heart to her, but she betrayed him from beginning to end.

No amount of money could erase that feeling of guilt, especially today, when that skinny child said those words to her with red eyes, which made her heart suffer as well.

"I understand. If you don't want to do it, then don't do it. It's over anyway." Pei Du looked at her and knew that he could no longer use her. Otherwise, there would be a risk of being discovered by Wen Qiu sooner or later. "I hope you can forget everything you have heard and seen during this period of time."

Pei Du also told her to forget it, but the meaning behind it was completely different. It was a blatant threat.

"I will forget everything, please rest assured." Doctor Wu nodded repeatedly, "Thank you, Mr. Pei, for your understanding. I will also return all the bonuses I received during this period to you..."

"No need, you have been doing a good job." Pei Du said, "And I will consult you about some things in the future, after all, you know him very well."

She was asked to forget it, but she was also asked to be an advisor. Doctor Wu scratched his head in embarrassment, "Well, I may not be good at this..."

"Who else can I ask?" Pei Du's face showed a melancholy look that she had never seen before. "Doctor Wu, what do you think I should do next to prevent him from leaving?"

Doctor Wu shook his head. "As long as you want, there is always a way."

"Yes, I have many ways. Whether it's filing a custody lawsuit or simply imprisoning him, if possible, I really want to put a collar around his neck and tie him to the bedroom with a chain." Pei Du smiled self-deprecatingly, "But what can I do? Let alone doing these things, now he seems to feel very painful just by seeing me."

"Then let him go. Your desire to control will suffocate him sooner or later." Doctor Wu said earnestly, "Think about it, is your love for possession or your wish for his happiness? If it's the latter, you should let him go. Perhaps time will slowly heal him, and you will have a very long future together."

Doctor Wu said this with a stiff upper lip, because she knew how paranoid her employer was, but Pei Du just listened calmly, his eyes as deep and dark as the night sky. It was a windless and moonless night, but she saw the desolate wind and moon in his eyes.

She suddenly realized that what she said might be exactly what Pei Du was thinking. He just wanted to hear it from her again, as if he was accumulating some kind of determination.

"I understand, thank you." Pei Du thanked her and chatted with her on the roadside for a while until the taxi arrived.

After seeing off Dr. Wu, Pei Du lit up the cigarette that had been hanging for a long time. The dim spark in the darkness seemed to flicker with his thoughts. He stood there quietly for a long time, not even noticing that the cigarette butt had burned his fingers.

Then he let out a long breath and brushed off the smell of cigarettes on his body, because he thought that he might see the child soon - it seemed like not long ago that he had pulled Wen Qiu to quit smoking together, and if the urge came back they would kiss each other, and as a result they kissed each other probably hundreds of times in those few days.

How happy it was then. Pei Du looked up at the windows that were emitting bright light. Behind each window was perhaps a happy family. He smiled sullenly and walked towards the building.

Someone knocked on the door in the middle of the night. At first, Wen Qiu thought it was Dr. Wu who had forgotten something and came back to get it. The mansion had good security and would not let in unimportant people, so he opened the door without any precautions and suddenly saw the man's figure.

Just seeing him, her heart seemed to be unable to bear the weight and it beat slowly. Wen Qiu's first reaction was to close the door, but Pei Du firmly held the door and stepped in. "Is the flight tomorrow?"

"Yes."

"I saw the report from the hospital. Xiao Zhiliao's pheromone deficiency has been completely cured."

"Yes, I can't hide anything from you." There was thorn in Wen Qiu's words.

"But there are indeed many things in this world that I don't know." Pei Du's eyes were very gentle, covering him like moonlight, "How have you been recently, Qiuqiu?"

"What do you think?" Wen Qiu knew without looking in the mirror that he was pale, his lips were pale, and his eyes were dark. He wanted to live a good life, but he was not strong enough. "What are you doing here? If you have nothing to do, leave. I really don't want to see you again."

"I'm here to say goodbye," Pei Du said, "This is the last time we'll see each other. Shall we go in and talk?"

The word "finally" touched Wen Qiu's heart, and he unconsciously relaxed his strength, and finally let the man in. He always felt that this matter had no good beginning, so it must have a good ending, after all, this was someone he loved very much.

As soon as he gave in, Pei Du would push further, reaching out to gently touch his cheek, feeling his thinness, "You've really suffered during this period." He was still wearing the formal suit he wore at the engagement party during the day, with a faint scent of perfume on his body, and his palms were still as large and warm as in memory, reminding people of many nostalgic tender moments. Perhaps because it was the "last time", Wen Qiu did not show much resistance, but just turned his head calmly and escaped from the gentle trap.

"When will you come back after you leave this time?" Pei Du asked again.

"What's the point of knowing this?" Wen Qiu replied coldly, "Whether I am abroad or in China, it has nothing to do with you."

"Really..." Pei Du smiled slightly, his gentle eyes full of attachment, "But I will wait for you, no matter how long it takes."

Wen Qiu frowned, "This is just your wishful thinking."

"I know, but I'm still willing to wait." Pei Du said, "I thought of many ways to win you back, but in the end I found that I couldn't do anything. You feel pain when you see me now, so being together goes against my original intention, because I hope you can be happy."

What is this? To retreat in order to advance? To attack the heart? Wen Qiu immediately questioned his motives, wondering what tricks he was using. Pei Du was not very fond of sweet talk, but he was actually the best at using words to deceive people. As long as he wanted, he would be deceived. So Wen Qiu just listened vigilantly and did not respond.

"Only time can heal wounds slowly, so I think as long as I keep waiting, maybe I can wait until you change your mind." Pei Du's voice was steady and slow, "Don't be nervous, I'm not forcing you to do anything. I just want to tell you that I will always be here, where you can see me as soon as you turn around."

"What a nice thing to say..." Wen Qiu's heart was actually touched. Even though Pei Du had done so many things to deceive and manipulate him, Wen Qiu knew that he loved him deeply. He said he would wait, so he would definitely wait. He was still young and had a long way to go in life, but his firm look at this moment seemed to have anchored the end point. "I can't stop you from doing anything. It's always been like this. If you want to wait, then wait. It's just stupid to pin your hopes on the future. Pei Du, you will do stupid things now."

"Yes, after all, you are my first love." Pei Du's mood has indeed become very peaceful, even though he knows that the future may be filled with endless hopeless waiting. "You have indeed taught me a lot."

As they were chatting calmly, the bedroom door opened. Little Zhiliao came out to look for his father, holding a small pillow and rubbing his eyes, and complained softly, "Dad, it's time to go to sleep..."

Pei Du looked at him and couldn't help but feel tears welling up in his eyes. He had spent such a short time with this child and they had to part before he could even fulfill his responsibilities as a father.

He squatted down, hugged the child tightly, and kissed his soft cheek, "You won't be able to see him anymore, will you miss Uncle Pei, little Zhiliao?"

The two-year-old child didn't understand the meaning of parting, but he was indeed very kind and sentimental. In return, he kissed Pei Du on the cheek with a crisp "smack" sound, "I'll miss you!"

Pei Du's Adam's apple rolled, as if he was trying to hold back a sob. He picked up the child and was reluctant to let go for a long time.

Wen Qiu turned his head away and didn't look at the scene, but his eyes couldn't help but redden.

Little Zhiliao was very familiar with Pei Du's pheromones, and trusted this man very much. He was held and rocked gently, and soon began to feel drowsy.

Pei Du sat down, hugged him and put him on his lap, humming a lullaby. Before, when he coaxed Xiao Zhiliao to sleep, he always hummed a song. Not only did Xiao Zhiliao fall asleep quickly, but Wen Qiu would also often fall asleep with him.

Wen Qiu took a deep breath and urged as if he couldn't stand it any longer: "It's already late, you should go."

"Really? It's really late..." Pei Du sighed inaudibly, then took out a delicate bottle from his pocket, "This is my pheromone perfume. You can use it to get through the estrus period before the operation."

It was a bottle of perfume, with a blue color as distant and clear as the winter sky. On the card covered with lip prints was printed the name of the perfume: Crystal.

Crystal, Crystal, Wen Qiu was dazed for a moment when he saw this name. It was a very suitable name. The man in front of him was just like a cluster of crystals, dazzling, sharp, cold, and transparent, and not changed by the outside world.

But he is amber, which looks warm and soft, but has a stubbornness that remains unchanged for tens of millions of years, and contains an equally stubborn heart.

They are attracted to each other, yet incompatible with each other. They reflect each other's colors, yet are also covered with scars.

Wen Qiu thought that he would never accept anything Pei Du gave him, but he took it anyway. He wanted to say something, but when he opened his mouth he could only choke with sobs, and later tears rolled down uncontrollably.

At this moment, tears are beneficial things. They will cleanse his soul and bid farewell to an unforgettable relationship he experienced in his early 20s.

"Thank you," he held the bottle of perfume tightly in his hand and looked at Pei Du with tears in his eyes, "... for everything."

"Then I should say 'I'm sorry'," Pei Du stared at him deeply, as if he wanted to engrave him into the end of his memory, "for all of this."

Volume 4: Seventh Tour of the Human World
(End of this chapter)