"Shishan?" Sensing my strange look, Wen Yang stretched out his hand to hold me, then frowned, and let me sit on the seat, "Why are your hands so cold?"
"San'er, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Guo Yu quickly jumped over.
Yu Mingjie was also confused, and hurriedly handed the letter paper to me: "Here, here, I will stop reading nonsense, don't be angry, don't be angry."
Guo Yu turned his head and glared at Yu Mingjie: "Knowing that Jiang Ning is gone, he feels uncomfortable, but you still recruit him. Look, it makes people almost cry. Why don't you wink?"
"Hey, you... act like you didn't say anything, who was it just now..."
Wen Yang looked over with a glance, Yu Mingjie immediately fell silent, and Guo Yu also felt sorry for him.
Wen Yang lowered his body and said softly: "What's the matter, what's wrong with you?"
For a moment, my memory was a little confused, listening to this gentle voice that seemed to be blown away by the wind, I felt flustered for no reason.
Even though we were so close to him, it felt like there was a long river between us that could never be crossed. I was struggling in the vortex of getting what I wanted, and finally watched him leave.
I still remember that feeling to this day, like a heavy hammer hammering incessantly in my heart, and the person's heart seemed to be torn apart, there were scars everywhere, and my heart was full of lingering sorrow.
I held onto Wen Yang tightly by the corner of his clothes, and suddenly felt that I had become extremely fragile, and my tears couldn't stop falling down.
"Wen Yang...Wen Yang..." I called his name over and over again, weeping non-stop, grievances and regrets or lost and recovered...
"What's the matter?" Wen Yang hugged me gently, let me lean into his arms, and patiently patted me like coaxing a child: "Who bullied you, let me help you, don't be sad anymore Yes, huh?"
I couldn't speak, I just kept crying, all my strength seemed to be unsustainable, and my whole body seemed to be floating in a soft cloud.
I don't know how long I cried, maybe Wen Yang's voice was too gentle, which made me drowsy, and I couldn't hear the voice clearly anymore. I seemed to see Wen Yang and the others nervously surrounding me, and the darkness slowly engulfed me.
I had a dream and I couldn't tell if it was the past or the present...
In the evening when the sun was about to set, Wen Yang leaned against the old banyan tree in the playground, alone, under the red sky, looking sad and lonely.
I stood in the distance, watching the setting sun leave a mottled silhouette on his body. After an unknown amount of time, I slowly bent down, picked up the small stones on the road, and flew out towards Wen Yang.
Wen Yang frowned slightly, and looked towards me. He was taken aback for a moment, then showed a soft smile, and then waved to me.
My heart warmed up, and the corners of my mouth turned up unconsciously, walking towards him.
I stood over with my back against the tree, pretending to be taller than him, and then stretched out my hand to compare a small distance with my thumb and index finger. Wen Yang shook his head, and compared my height to his chest very uncooperatively.
I was furious, I just added a little water, he was so exaggerated.
I reached for a pen in my pocket and wanted to mark the height on the tree. I accidentally brought out a piece of blue letter paper. I blushed. I was about to put it back, but Wen Yang raised his hand and pulled it out. I blushed. Turning his face to grab it, Wen Yang raised his hand to dodge.
I was so anxious that I kept jumping to grab it, and I couldn't speak a sentence. Seeing that I was really anxious, he had no choice but to give it back, so he had to give it back to me.
It was getting late, and the sky was lit up with stars. We got up from the playground and walked back together.
There were two slanted and long shadows trailing behind me, and the night wind was blowing towards me, so I suddenly reached out and grabbed Wen Yang.
Wen Yang looked back at me.
I lowered my eyes and slowly took out the blue letter paper again.
The night is like a piece of velvet painted with shining stars and the unfulfilled moon. My voice floats faintly under the starry sky.
I clutched my frantic chest, looked up at the sky, the endless sky was full of stars, I sniffed, smiled, and turned to look at Wen Yang with all my strength.
Wen Yang was standing not far away, calling me to leave quickly, I was slightly taken aback, and slowly retracted the hand that was in my pocket.
I finally know that this is neither the past nor the present, it is my unfulfilled dream.
I knew that as long as I opened my eyes, the dream would end. There was misty liquid in my eyes, which slowly wiped down from the corners of my eyes. I felt a heat on my face, and I gently wiped my cheeks with a warm thumb.
There was a soft sigh next to my ear: "What a grievance, I was crying in my dreams."
My body froze, all the sad emotions disappeared, and I didn't dare to open my eyes.
Suddenly Wen Yang pinches my nose...
Nose, pinch my nose!
I'm completely bewildered.
A chuckle sounded next to my ear: "It's a bit embarrassing to still pretend to be asleep. This is the first time I've seen someone who fainted from crying."
I really have a dead heart.
I heard another middle-aged man's voice: "Stop teasing him, this kid is still depressed, and it's not a bad thing to cry all the time. If he doesn't cry, he should cry for his relatives in the future."
where is this I opened my eyes abruptly, wondering if I was crying hard, and my head felt dizzy, but what the man said was right, my chest did feel a lot more refreshed.
Wen Yang helped me stand up the pillow so that I could lean on it comfortably. I looked around. Is this the school hospital
The man in the white coat opposite turned around, wrapped up the poured out pills, and then looked at me: "It's just that at such a young age, I have the appearance of stagnation. What are you thinking about all day long, who are you competing with?" this is?"
Wen Yang frowned and looked at me, then turned around and asked, "Is it serious?"
The man sat down, took out a pen from his jacket pocket, and said slowly: "It's not serious, there must be nothing wrong now, but as time goes by, it will gradually reduce the body's immunity and increase the incidence of cancer, such as gastric cancer and liver cancer." , leukemia, cancer, breast cancer, cervical cancer, of course he won’t get the last two, you can rest assured.”
My face turned pale with fright, and I stretched out my hand to grab Wen Yang, but seeing that his expression was not very good, I forced a smile and said, "It's not that exaggerated, I've never heard of it."
The man put down his work and turned to tell us a story.
It probably refers to a couple. The man is a university teacher. He failed to withstand the temptation and cheated on his female student. After being discovered by his wife, the husband felt very guilty and repented to his wife. They really don't want to divorce. In front of people, they are as loving as before, which makes people see no abnormality. But behind the scenes, the two of them don't even have normal communication. They usually communicate with pen, paper and text messages. After a few years, the two One got breast cancer and the other got liver cancer and passed away one after another.
He tore off what he had just written, and said again: "If you want to know, how these two people have come here in the past few years, there is something to talk about, if you can live, let it go, if you can't, let it go, what Is there something that can't be solved? If you have a grudge against yourself, you will have nothing to do to torture yourself." He handed the list to Wen Yang and ordered, "Go, pay the money."
Wen Yang held the list without moving, and said in a deep voice, "Then what should he do now?"
"He, it's all right. His crying is more effective than prescribing medicine. You just need to keep yourself in a good mood and do more exercise and outdoor activities to relieve mental stress."
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Co-author You just said so much nonsense to scare people
"It's just that you, a classmate, don't look like an open-minded person, so you should pay more attention at ordinary times, and don't let him get into the horns when things happen."
... What is the difference between this and my small-mindedness
Where am I not open-minded? Apart from Wen Yang's matter which makes me a little entangled, is there anything else I can't let go of? Even if Qin Yuan sent me to a mental hospital, didn't I not think of revenge for such a big hatred
I think that's all right, what else can I do, I'm not a saint.
Wen Yang went out to pay the money in peace.
As soon as he left, the guy who looked like a Mongolian doctor and I were left in the room. I looked at the man's face hesitantly, and asked cautiously, "Doctor, what's your name, why haven't I seen you before?"
"Oh, my surname is Han, and I'm taking over for someone today." He smiled at me, for some reason, I suddenly felt a chill down my spine, and I had a very bad premonition, so I just heard him continue, "Don't worry , I have worked in the Fourth Hospital for more than ten years, and I have a good reputation and medical ethics, and I will not prescribe medicine for you indiscriminately."
My face is even paler, Nima, the Fourth Hospital is a famous mental hospital in this city, isn't this guy really here to beat me? At any rate, the place I stayed in had the name of a nursing home, and this one is much more straightforward—the Psychiatric Diagnosis and Treatment Center of the Fourth People's Hospital of X City.
"If you really have anything to worry about in the future, don't jump off the building in a hurry, you can find a professional doctor to talk about it." He handed me a business card, "If you need help, you can call me, but I'm too expensive, so I don't think you can. Don’t mention me, but I can introduce you to a cheaper one.”
I had a mouthful of old blood stuck in my throat, and my usual eloquence was useless at all. I couldn't speak a word because of the blockage. How could I find this Mongolian doctor who threatened the patients to help with my psychological problems? I want to live two more years!
Before I could take a closer look at the business card, Wen Yang came back, and I hurriedly put away the business card. The Mongolian doctor handed us the packaged medicine: "Green pills, two pills a day, white ones just once, just before going to bed." The school hospital prescribes medicines by tablet, and the doses prescribed are small, and the price is very cheap, not for the purpose of making a profit.
"Thank you Doctor Han, let's go back first." I dragged Wen Yang out with his ass on fire, saying that I can't stay too long, a rabbit meets an eagle, and it's easy to lose one's life just by looking at it.
Wen Yang looked at me amusedly: "After listening to the doctor, what are you in a hurry for?"
I pushed him: "It's all over, the doctor said that it would be good to laugh and laugh every day, let's go, let's go."
Doctor Mongolia smiled and waved to us without saying anything.
When I walked outside the door, I looked back. The Mongolian doctor was sitting at a large table, writing something with his head down. In fact, I saw a psychiatrist a month ago. As for the effect, it is the same as the ancestral secret recipe bought on the street.
My mother died of liver cancer. For eight years, she almost only lived in her own world. Excessive arrogance and self-esteem made it difficult for her to get over the psychological barrier. My grandmother always said that I was very similar to my mother, stubborn as hell, It's just a new round, those who were unwilling to let go before, now don't say let go completely, but know how to stop.
I touched the business card in my pocket and smiled, isn't it just heartless work, what's so difficult about it