"XunMi, your transfer request has already been approved. But the higher-ups requested that you go out on a mission."
"Okay."
"Hey, it's been so long, don't be so stubborn, I hope you can let it go this time."
Xunmi didn't speak, because she didn't know what to say, she could only smile.
The middle-aged woman in front of her was her boss, the identity of the original owner was a specially hired military doctor of the national medical team, specializing in psychology and healing.
This plane was mainly military, but she didn't know what the story was.
She didn't know who the male and female lead were, she didn't even remember the original owner, only the character and the general background.
"This is the information of the mission target, take a look, they arranged for you to come tomorrow."
Xunmi took the document and slowly flipped through it.
Yan Yu Ling, 28 years old, the youngest soldier king.
Because of a failed marriage, there was some depression in his heart, it was nothing.
But some time ago, when he was investigating a drug trafficking case, he found out that his teammate of many years was the informant.
In order to save the hostage, he had to shoot and kill the informant.
Loyalty to the country, trust in teammates, loyalty and righteousness were the essence of a soldier.
This was especially true for the teammates he had killed, who had saved his life in several major cases.
Slowly, the psychological pressure became heavier, so heavy that not only did he have nightmares every night, he tried to commit suicide and even jumped off a building.
His achievements, the country didn't allow him to go on that road, his family didn't want him to be decadent.
So they gave the order to save him, whoever could make the soldier king reappear, would be the country's hero.
Xunmi read the brief information, her eyes full of complexity.
She was asked to enlighten such a person, she felt that it was more reliable to just beat him up.
But could the mission be related to this person? She'd better go and see.
'Baby, you better give me a reasonable explanation, why can't you get the plot, and even the original owner's memory?'
She opened the shredder and put the things in her hand in, listening to the shredding sound, Xunmi was depressed.
'Host, I don't know, it probably depends on the trigger, hehe …'
Xunmi: "…" Do you think it's a hidden mission, it depends on the trigger, damn it.
'Give me Yan Yu Ling's information, in detail.'
Since mental illness started from a failed marriage, did it mean that as long as they found the source, they could slowly sort it out?
Sigh, it was so troublesome to serve the country. Changing jobs was like fighting in a tunnel war. Every nook and cranny of the job had to be investigated thoroughly and reviewed again and again before it was approved.
The Host had applied for it last month, but only now did she receive the results.
It even came with such a condition, tsk tsk tsk …
[Madam Host, I've found the information. Take a look.]
BaoBao's voice interrupted Xunmi's ridicule. She immediately looked at the mission target's information seriously, but the more she looked, the weirder her expression became.
'His ex-wife is called Xunmi? If I remember correctly, this body of mine seems to be called Lu Xunmi? '
'I think … I think so,' BaoBao replied uncertainly. In return, Xunmi chuckled.
Since the root of Yan Yu Ling's psychological problem was her, then there was a problem.
Without the original owner's memories, how would she know what she did?
Also, if she went, wouldn't it make his condition worse?
She felt that it was necessary to talk to her boss about this, lest he misunderstood that she wanted to harm him.
[Madam Host, remember the character setting.]
BaoBao immediately reminded Xunmi when she was ready to go out.
'Yes, I know,' Xunmi walked while thinking about the original owner and the mission target. Her mind was full of questions.
Why did they get married in the first place? Why did they get divorced? And the key question was whether the other party was willing to accept her treatment.
She didn't think about whether they had sex or not, because according to the settings, they definitely didn't.
Even if they did, it meant that the person wasn't her husband at that time, but after she came, he became her husband.
"Xiao Xun, you don't have to worry about this. The higher-ups have already considered it. But you are the best psychotherapist in our team, and even in the country. Only you are suitable."
Zheng Bing patted Xunmi's shoulder, her eyes serious.
She sighed again in her heart. The sentence she said before giving her the information was to give her a heads-up.
She also hoped that through this, they would be able to walk out of the past.
It had been more than two years, and it wasn't good for anyone if the knot in their hearts didn't go away.
Especially now that the other party had become … Sigh.
Xunmi was a little troubled, but in the end, she didn't say anything and just nodded.
Soon, when she saw the youngest Soldier Ace, her heart ached.
He was wearing black casual clothes and curled up on the sofa. His tall body looked very small because of how thin he was.
His originally handsome face was now sunken in, and his skin was slightly yellow.
His lips were supposed to be very sexy, but with an unhealthy whiteness, he looked like a patient who hadn't recovered from a serious illness and could die in the next moment.
His drooping eyes made it hard to tell what he was thinking, and the gloomy aura on his body showed how terrible his current state was.
She almost couldn't recognize him as the strong, confident, and strategic person she used to know.
The fierce emotions that suddenly rushed out of her chest made Xunmi's footsteps heavy.
She was sure at first glance that this person wasn't her husband, but there was a familiar aura on his body.
She reached out her hand to him and tried to calm her voice, "Mr Yan, hello, I am Lu Xunmi, your next therapist."
But the trembling that she tried to suppress, and the bitterness and sorrow that came from the bottom of her heart made Xunmi uncomfortable and pursed her lips.
What happened between the original owner and him? Why was she so hurt just by seeing him?
She breathed out, suppressing the depression in her heart.
Yan Yu Ling, who was immersed in his own world, looked at the white and slender fingers in front of him, and was stunned for a moment.
After a while, he raised his head. The moment he saw the person, the air around him became heavy.
He stared at the person in front of him, as if he wanted to see through her.
Xunmi's body stiffened. The other party's aggressiveness and aggressiveness were too strong, she couldn't bear it.
"What are you doing here? Are you laughing at me? " His dry voice was hoarse and unpleasant to the ears. The sharpness in it was like a sword, deeply piercing Xunmi's heart.
She bit her tongue hard, so that she wouldn't be drowned in the sorrow of her body swelling.
"Mr Yan, you misunderstood. I am a therapist sent by the higher-ups."
She calmed herself down and repeated what she had just said. Her fingers clenched into fists, afraid that she couldn't control her emotions.
That look just now was clear disgust.
How could he hate her? Why did he hate her? She didn't do anything wrong. She really didn't do anything wrong.
At the moment, Xunmi couldn't tell if it was her own or the original owner's emotions. Her body went soft, and she staggered back two steps.
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