Dylan Lin placed his finger on his personal terminal. He had always thought himself to be fearless, but at that moment, what he was thinking about was not kicking the door open and rushing in, but closing his eyes and ears to turn off the eavesdropping device, erasing Zhan Lu's records, jumping out of the window, and pretending that he heard nothing.
Lu Bixing continued in a very light voice: "I don't want him to think that he is the one who made me feel insecure..."
Dylan Lin's breathing stagnated.
"...He indulged me too much, and the pressure was always great," Lu Bixing said, "and he was very depressed, and he would not vent his worries no matter how big they were."
Dr. Harden: ...
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