"Catch his emotions."
Zhou Luoyang consulted for more than two hours, and the most impressive thing was this sentence.
In front of Uncle Fang Zhou, there is nothing to hide. First, he believes that doctors abide by professional ethics and will not talk about the situation of consultants and patients. Second, Fang Zhou's uncle is also a well-known scholar. I just hope to return to my hometown to live, and there is no doubt about the professional level.
"The so-called catching his emotions means that no matter which phase your friend is in, you need to look at it calmly, put yourself in his shoes and understand him, and regard all his 'abnormal' behavior as normal during the illness, and The emotional performance of non-healthy people. You have to believe that those sudden emotions were not his intention."
Zhou Luoyang immediately said: "Yes, the most common sentence he said was 'I don't want to hurt you'."
"Don't use 'the world is so beautiful, but you think about death, are you worthy of your parents? Are you worthy of your friends?' to increase his pressure. Don't repeat it, remind him that there are still many good things in life. Things. Because the patient can't feel it, and when you're depressed, you can't feel the love of your life."
"Just be with and understand, just like with a high-fever patient, knowing that he is in pain and torment, that's enough. Once you switch to mania, you need to be calm and calm, they will hurt unconsciously. You, once you notice something is wrong, give him some alone time as soon as possible and protect yourself. Don't have any arguments and avoid secondary stimulation during a manic episode."
"After the manic phase is over for a short time, he will start to reflect on himself and apologize to you. This introspection can easily bring him back into the depression phase, and once he hurts you in the manic state, he will be very self-blaming. , once had the idea of committing suicide."
"Bipolarity between mania and depression is a process of constant switching between the peak and the abyss. Do you think about it?"
Zhou Luoyang recalled Du Jing's usual behavior and tried to repeat it to Doctor Fang. Doctor Fang did not ask who it was, and simply taught him how to get along with this friend in extreme situations.
Zhou Luoyang thought about it for a long time, and Dr. Fang warned again: "Also, we must urge him to take medicine on time."
"Thank you, thank you." Zhou Luoyang was relieved and asked, "Can he fall in love? Will falling in love make him feel better and have more confidence in life?"
Zhou Luoyang knows that love feels like the sun shining into the dim reality, full of hope for the future, good love can change a person, and it is enough to change his life.
However, Dr. Fang said: "If the condition is not completely stable, it is not recommended to fall in love and get married. His attending physician must have also reminded him, I think he should be more aware of the specific situation. Judging from his performance, I guess he I don’t want to fall in love, or even make friends.”
The implication is obvious, Doctor Fang is vaguely reminding Zhou Luoyang not to meddle in his own business.
At the end, he added another sentence: "Furthermore, it would be unfair to his target if he concealed his condition."
"That's right." Zhou Luoyang was ashamed. He never thought about concealing Du Jing's condition, but he always felt that Du Jing was a very attractive boy. Even if he was sick, he liked him very much as a same-sex. accept everything from him. There must be girls in this world who are willing to accept everything from him because they love him.
"Anyway, don't make a fuss about his condition, and don't try to do anything to force him out of his condition. What he needs most is company and understanding, as long as there is one person who can catch all his Emotions, he will not feel lonely and helpless, so you are very, very important to him."
"... This patient needs to spend your whole life to accompany you." Dr. Fang said seriously, "Luoyang, I think this is the most difficult part. It's not difficult to be patient for a while, but it's difficult. It is the long-term, day after day, year after year of patience. Many family members and lovers who come to me for consultation will inevitably have times when they are in a bad mood, but they are just 'patient'. You can’t help yourself, after all, we are all mortals, not gods. If you spend a long time unilaterally, you will easily lose control of your own emotions, show impatience, and even yell at him with a nervous breakdown, which will cause more damage to the patient. Big damage. After a deep emotional relationship is established, it is more deadly to do so, it is better not to enter his life from the beginning."
Zhou Luoyang said: "I will definitely pay attention to self-resolving."
Dr. Fang nodded and said, "Don't give up on him, you are a good boy, Luoyang." He took off his glasses, wiped the front of his shirt, and said, "It is fate and also him that your friend met you. A turning point in his life. Hope he gets better, and if there is a chance, let him come with his medical records."
Zhou Luoyang nodded and looked at his phone. Since this morning, Du Jing has not replied to his message.
Catch all his emotions. Zhou Luoyang recited this sentence silently. Before he went to college, he never thought that he would know someone like Du Jing.
Pay unilaterally? Zhou Luoyang sometimes felt that he had also learned a lot from Du Jing. Especially in dealing with interpersonal relationships, Du Jing's biggest life creed is that those interpersonal relationships that can not be maintained should not be maintained.
This is unreasonable in Zhou Luoyang's habit, but after getting along for a long time, he was surprised to find that there are many people in the world who really have nothing to do with him, and everyone is just an NPC in each other's lives. It's better to spend time trying to please everyone than to accompany the people who are more important to you.
At eight o'clock in the night, when walking home slowly in the cold wind, Zhou Luoyang wanted to go back and say to Doctor Fang, "No, it's not that I paid unilaterally, but he changed me."
In the past, at this time, Zhou Luoyang should have made an appointment with his confidants to have dinner. Go to a nightclub after ten o'clock, or a bubble bar, have a drink, and watch a show.
But after getting used to being with Du Jing, after the long day was over, the first thing he did at night was that he wanted to go home.
Zhou Luoyang was still bowing his head, checking Du Jing's reply, Du Jing didn't say a word all day, which made him worry, this guy left on a plane? Why don't you say anything? Chinese New Year is approaching, do you want to go back to school to have a look
There was a car parked in front of the house, and Du Jing was sitting on the flower bed by the roadside.
"Du Jing!" Zhou Luoyang was startled.
Du Jing looked up at him and said nothing.
"Are you uncomfortable?" Zhou Luoyang never expected that he would appear without warning at this time. Zhou Luoyang stepped forward and knelt down on one knee, looked at him, and looked into his eyes.
Du Jing still didn't speak, obviously a little tired. Zhou Luoyang didn't know what happened to him, but just after consulting with Doctor Fang, he decided not to question Du Jing.
"It's too cold outside, come in and say, come." Zhou Luoyang took Du Jing's hand, opened the door, and led him in.
Du Jing was wearing a suit today, as if he originally wanted to go to a formal gathering, but finally came to Zhou Luoyang's door.
Zhou Luoyang opened the door, took him into the house, let him sit down, and found slippers to change his shoes.
"How do you know my home address?" Zhou Luoyang was worried, but couldn't hide his joy of reunion. He and Du Jing had been separated for a week, and he had been a little bored this week.
Du Jing was silent, and Zhou Luoyang asked and answered himself, "Yes, my address is on the form."
Before the holiday, the dormitory asked them to fill out a home address form.
"Have you eaten dinner?" Zhou Luoyang asked again, "I didn't eat either, I'll go get something to eat."
Zhou Luoyang's family lived in a three-story duplex villa. He hadn't been home for a long time. The house was very cold. He turned on the floor heating, let Du Jing sit down, and said, "I'll go and park the car first."
"The turtle is in the car." Du Jing finally said a word.
Zhou Luoyang did not expect that Du Jing also brought the little turtle in the dormitory. The plastic tank was placed in the passenger seat. He parked the car, opened the trunk, and it was empty. Du Jing did not bring any luggage.
He brought the turtle in, put it in front of the warm windowsill, and glanced at Du Jing, who was sitting on the sofa in a daze.
"Eat the frozen dumplings," Zhou Luoyang said. "I'll go grocery shopping tomorrow, haven't you eaten all day?"
Du Jing was sitting at the dining table, Zhou Luoyang poured him a drink, turning a blind eye to his silence, just like playing with his mobile phone at school. Du Jing ate very slowly, but he ate a lot, eating four-fifths of a large plate of dumplings.
"Tell me honestly," Zhou Luoyang said, "haven't eaten for a few days?"
"Three days." Du Jing replied with a haggard expression.
Zhou Luoyang: "…"
Zhou Luoyang suppressed his anger and said, "Why don't you eat?"
"I don't want to eat." Du Jing replied.
Zhou Luoyang wanted to cook another packet for Du Jing, but thinking that this guy hasn't eaten for three days, it's better not to eat too much at one time.
"There are glutinous rice balls in the refrigerator," Zhou Luoyang said. "You can eat it yourself when you are hungry in the middle of the night."
Du Jing nodded, and Zhou Luoyang said again, "You didn't bring a change of clothes? What happened to your shirt?"
When Du Jing sat at the dining table, Zhou Luoyang saw it when the light hit him. He leaned over and pulled Du Jing's suit a little, and saw a lot of blood on his shirt.
"I cut it myself." Du Jing replied.
"Is it hard?" Zhou Luoyang guessed that Du Jing might have to self-harm because of his illness to make himself feel better.
Du Jing looked away and didn't speak. Zhou Luoyang said, "I happen to have it here. Let's take a shower. Let's sleep together at night."
Zhou Luoyang guessed that Du Jing probably suffered from insomnia for several days. He found a paper bag from the closet, dug out new pajamas and underwear, and handed them to Du Jing to take a shower.
Du Jing said, "Don't take it apart."
"I bought it all for you," Zhou Luoyang said. "I bought it when I went out the day before yesterday when I encountered a discount."
Du Jing showed a somewhat stubborn and somewhat puzzled expression, Zhou Luoyang said, "It's all your size, so you won't know if you put it on?"
Du Jing nodded and went to take a bath and change clothes, which was indeed bought for him.
"Luoyang!" Du Jing suddenly shouted in the bathroom.
Zhou Luoyang pushed the door in and asked, "Has the water stopped again?"
Du Jing was already taking a shower, turned his head to look at Zhou Luoyang from the glass door, and said, "Talk to me."
Zhou Luoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, he hung up Du Jing's suit and said, "Wait a minute."
Du Jing was drenched in hot water, as if the whole person felt a lot more comfortable. Zhou Luoyang took his shirt, identified the washing method, found the detergent, and when he looked at Du Jing again, he found that there was an inconspicuous wound on Du Jing's arm.
Zhou Luoyang didn't mention the wound, but asked, "What did you want to do today?"
Du Jing said: "There is a sorority club in the department, and I wanted to go to see it. After I left the dormitory, I suddenly felt bored, so I came to you."
After asking and answering, the two sides were very calm. Zhou Luoyang looked back at Du Jing, the glass door was full of fog, reflecting his vague nude silhouette, very masculine and masculine.
"Are your hands okay?" Zhou Luoyang finally couldn't help but asked.
Du Jing didn't answer, and said, "What's your plan next?"
Zhou Luoyang: "I have no arrangements, how about you?"
"Don't go to Japan?" Du Jing said.
Zhou Luoyang said: "I didn't really want to go, I have nothing to say to them."
Du Jing quickly came out of the wash, put on his underwear, and stood behind Zhou Luoyang, watching him wash his shirt.
"The manic phase is over," Du Jing said. "It's much better now."
Zhou Luoyang smiled in the mirror: "A few days ago, you were afraid of being uncomfortable, so you quarreled with me?"
"I don't want to hurt you." Du Jing said, took the cotton swab handed over by Zhou Luoyang, plucked his ears, and the two looked at each other quietly.
"Go and lie down." Zhou Luoyang said, "Let's go out to play tomorrow."
Zhou Luoyang's room was on the third floor and was very spacious. The two of them were lying on a big bed, Zhou Luoyang was reading a book on his stomach, and Du Jing was reclining in a daze.
When Zhou Luoyang looked up, he inadvertently met Du Jing's gaze.
Sometimes Du Jing is like a big kid who can't take care of himself. Zhou Luoyang said in his heart.
"Aren't you going to party with your classmates?" Du Jing asked again.
Zhou Luoyang said lightly, "How come there are so many gatherings every day?"
Du Jing: "Is your ex-girlfriend back?"
Zhou Luoyang turned over a page of the book, raised his eyes and glanced at him: "What?"
Du Jing: "I want to see her."
Zhou Luoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, and said, "What are you doing when you see my ex? What are you thinking?"
Du Jing: "I want to know what kind of girl is worth falling in love with, and finally kicks you."
Zhou Luoyang casually said, "So you want to remove my scars."
"It doesn't mean that." Du Jing suddenly became embarrassed.
"Her family immigrated," Zhou Luoyang turned over, held the novel, and glanced at Du Jing from the edge of the book, "You are destined to be disappointed."
Du Jing didn't say anything, Zhou Luoyang turned off the light and said, "Go to sleep."
Zhou Luoyang never fell asleep. Nearly three years later, he was lying on the big bed in the rental house and recalled bit by bit that that year was the first Spring Festival he and Du Jing spent together, and they went shopping together on the 28th of the year. He went to the market in Huizhou, bought pen, ink and red paper. Zhou Luoyang learned calligraphy when he was young, and he was good at writing. He wrote Spring Festival couplets and "Fu" and "Spring" by himself.
Du Jing watched from the side, rolled up his sleeves, exposed the healed wound on his hand, and rubbed ink on Zhou Luoyang.
Fang Zhou asked Zhou Luoyang to go to the party, and Du Jing drove the car outside the restaurant and sent him there, while he waited in the car. Zhou Luoyang didn't force him to participate, but after a while, Du Jing sent him a message and wanted to come and see.
Zhou Luoyang introduced Du Jing to his high school classmates, saying that he was his roommate, and Du Jing got along well with them that night, like a normal person, no one asked about the scars on his face, and no one wentssip about him 's history.
Zhou Luoyang turned on the light again.
As soon as the lights go out and then on again, years of time and space are fleeting as the light flies by.
Life is like a white horse passing through a gap, just suddenly.
He got up from the bed, put on his coat, slipped on his slippers, and listened for a while outside the door of Dele Yao's room, confirming that his younger brother was asleep. He opened the door and went downstairs, bypassing the community under the street lights, and came to the front of the garden.
As expected, Du Jing was still sitting on the bench in a daze. He was listening to songs with headphones on, and when he saw Zhou Luoyang approaching, he raised his head slightly.
"Go and sleep." Zhou Luoyang said, "Why choose in the garden? Let me find it so hard, I thought you weren't there."
Du Jing motioned for Zhou Luoyang to look up. From the other side of the community, he could just see the lights in Zhou Luoyang's room.
Zhou Luoyang pulled Du Jing up and asked him to go upstairs with him.
—Volume 1·Past·End-
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