The decoration of the surrounding environment is low-key and luxurious, deserted and cold, without a trace of human touch. Jiang Yunshu stood in the corner, silently scanning this familiar yet unfamiliar place.
He walked around a wall and saw a young boy showing three test papers to the air, with a hint of expectation and excitement in his tone: "Mom and Dad, I got 100 points in three exams."
A silhouette of a woman turned around and said calmly, "Isn't this what you should have done?"
Suddenly a series of rapid phone ringtones.
The woman's hair was tied up neatly and her face was meticulous. She calmly connected and said, "Hemorrhage? Let Dr. Huang do the preparations first, and I'll go there now."
Jiang Yunshu watched quietly, his expression unchanged.
The woman didn't glance at the child who was still holding the test paper, and strode past him.
There are strange silhouettes and halos in front of my eyes.
The man took off his white coat, picked up the report card on the table, glanced at it, and said, "You can get excellent in other subjects, why can't you get excellent in politics?"
The slender boy sat on the sofa expressionlessly and said, "I'm sorry."
The man's face was cold and hard, as if he felt extremely shameful: "The grades are not as good as your mother and me, how will you be a doctor in the future?"
The boy didn't speak, but silently looked at the intersecting lines between the floor tiles.
"Bring a new notebook," the man said, "I'll make a plan for you, and don't sleep until you finish it."
Jiang Yunshu opened his eyes in the dark, his breathing was only a little faster than before, and after relaxing on the bed, he changed to a side-lying position and closed his eyes again.
At 7:30 in the morning, Jiang Yunshu was fully dressed and went downstairs. He had just gone to the kitchen to steam dumplings when he saw brown sugar jumping out of the kennel in the living room, wagging its tail and frantically arching his calf, very enthusiastic.
Jiang Yunshu "hush", "Don't wake up the master."
Bai Tang stayed up late again last night, saying that he was reciting the historical timetable, and it was nearly two o'clock, so he definitely couldn't get up now.
Finally, when it was close to nine o'clock, Bai Tang poked his head out in a daze, appeared at the corner of the second floor, and called downstairs: "Doctor Jiang?"
"Well, it's me," Jiang Yunshu was sitting at the dining table reading the newspaper, "good morning."
"Good morning." Bai Tang's voice was sticky, rubbing his eyes and washing his hands.
Then he sat down at the dining table as quickly as possible, "What time did you get up, Doctor Jiang?"
Jiang Yunshu turned the page, "7 o'clock."
"How can I still get up?" Bai Tang muttered when he saw the black eyes of Alpha, "It's obviously after 2 o'clock, aren't you sleepy?"
"Sleepy," Jiang Yunshu said with a smile, "but I'm used to it."
Bai Tang pursed his lips, and stuffed several mouthfuls of corn dumplings. I don't know if it was his illusion, but the more he got along with Jiang Yunshu, the more he felt that alpha was bound by countless rules and regulations.
Take the most typical one last time as an example. It was said that something happened in the company that day and Jiang Yunshu had to come forward to deal with it. It was nearly 11 o'clock when Alpha returned home.
Bai Tang saw that he kept pinching his brows, and his eyes were so dry that he dripped eye drops every few minutes. It can be said that he was very, very tired. As a result, when Bai Tang left the room at 12 o'clock, Jiang Yunshu was still burning the lights in the study room. Said that he hasn't finished his plan for today, so go to bed first.
Also like today, if you are really sleepy, you should sleep for a while, half an hour is fine, it is not bad for that half an hour, but alpha just forces himself to get up as soon as he hears the alarm clock.
The eyes were obviously bloodshot.
White sugar didn't know what it tasted like several times. I was worried and...
"By the way," Jiang Yunshu put down the newspaper, "How's the mock test?"
"Ah!" Bai Tang ran upstairs with the dumpling in his mouth, took out the report card from his schoolbag, and ran downstairs to hand it to Jiang Yunshu, who took it naturally.
Neither of them seemed to feel that there was anything wrong with this way of getting along similar to parents and children.
Bai Tang broke the edge of the table, a little nervous: "It's, is it okay?"
Jiang Yunshu nodded: "It's not bad, the other subjects are very average, but it's a bit slow to look at math like this, you can ask me if you don't know it."
Bai Tang said weakly: "I'm afraid of disturbing you, aren't you also studying?"
"It's okay, I won't bother you," Jiang Yunshu said, "My knowledge has basically been picked up, and now is the stage where you should lay a solid foundation and understand the problem."
This, this is the difference between Xueba and me! Bai Tang thought, but he had indeed coveted Jiang Yunshu for a long time.
Super college bully! One on one! It's still free!
"Okay," Bai Tang smiled like a cat stealing fish, "Thank you doctor!"
cute.
Jiang Yunshu looked away, "Yes."
Through the nutritional supplements during this period, Bai Tang finally stopped being so thin, his face has some flesh, and the color of his lips when he wakes up every morning is no longer as pale as that of anemia.
"Summer vacation is coming soon," Bai Tang ate the 12th dumpling, "I have to make some arrangements, but I'm not very good at writing schedules yet"
Jiang Yunshu subconsciously blurted out: "Then I'll make a plan for you." His voice stopped suddenly.
"Huh?" Bai Tang looked at Alpha suspiciously, "What's the matter?"
"It's okay," Jiang Yunshu smiled, "You can write it yourself first, and I'll help you read it."
Bai Tang didn't know why, but he didn't know why, as long as he showed Jiang Yunshu the things he had seen, he was very relieved, "Okay!"
In the afternoon, I still go to Zhou Zhaoyu for imaginative desensitization training, and the stimulation level of each imagination will be stronger than the last time. Although Bai Tang is subjectively active in the treatment, a feeling of resistance has already grown in his heart.
He was afraid, terribly afraid.
The reaction this time was much more severe than the previous few times, Bai Tang cried hoarsely and did not stop for a long time.
Jiang Yunshu stood outside the door without a word, motionless.
Even Qin Zhongnan couldn't help but swear, "Damn it, that scum died so easily."
After more than ten minutes, the door suddenly opened. Zhou Zhaoyu was stunned for a moment when he saw the big mountain blocked in front of him, but he soon returned to normal, "It's just right, Mr. Jiang, come in."
The lights in the room had been turned on, Bai Tang was curled up in the corner of the bed, and the whole person hid under the quilt. The closer he got, the more obvious the crying sound became.
Zhou Zhaoyu said: "Let's stop here for today's training. His emotions have collapsed. I can't comfort him very well. Go and try."
Without the slightest hesitation, Jiang Yunshu raised his foot and walked in, apparently not moving, but his slightly hurried steps betrayed him, and Zhou Zhaoyu saw it all.
"Bai Tang," Jiang Yunshu slowed down again when he reached the bedside, and he squatted down gently, "It's me, don't be afraid."
The dumpling flinched visibly.
Jiang Yunshu put his hands on the quilt tentatively as he spoke, "It's me, Shu, with a tongue-in-cheek voice."
"Woo—" Bai Tang let out a sob like a small animal, and the tall alpha immediately withdrew his hand.
Zhou Zhaoyu stood by the wall, looked at Jiang Yun's written expression without any irritability, and repeated it over and over again.
Gradually, Bai Tang's crying weakened, and instead he was sobbing from time to time.
"Want to hold hands?" Jiang Yunshu patted the quilt on the ground.
Bai Tang ignored him.
Jiang Yunshu gently put his hand under the quilt, and asked again: "Bai Tang, do you want to hold hands?"
Bai Tang was trembling, subconsciously stepped back, pressed against the wall tightly, and did not speak.
Jiang Yunshu waited patiently. After an unknown period of time, there was a rustling under the quilt. Then, he felt that his fingers were carefully entangled by something, wet and icy.
That was Bai Tang's hand.
"You have to pay special attention to his emotions today, he was really frightened," Zhou Zhaoyu was wearing Qin Zhongnan's white coat, "the training task has not been completed yet, next time I will repeat today's imaginary content again."
Jiang Yunshu twirled his fingertips, frowned and asked, "Does this training have to be done? Is there any other way to make Baitang less afraid, and to do it gradually."
"No," Zhou Zhaoyu said calmly, "but actually, I think it doesn't matter if you don't do this training."
"What's the meaning?"
"Bai Tang trusts you very much," Zhou Zhaoyu said, "He wants to rely on you from the bottom of his heart, because you showed up when he was desperate and wanted to die, and you did a good job."
Jiang Yunshu paused: "Yes."
"You can go back and discuss with him whether to carry out imaginative desensitization training. If not, be careful not to expose him to stressors."