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busy person.

Ji Sinian casually threw the phone aside, turned over and buried his head in the pillow.

The scent of soap from the pillow seemed to have a hypnotic effect. He closed his eyes and fell asleep straight away.

Had a chaotic dream, he was walking in an empty shopping mall, but Nian Xia and Ji Jian'an were standing in every elevator, in the end he could only take the stairs, but in the stairwell, he met a ghost hitting the wall, and he couldn't get up and down. Can't get to the end.

When he woke up suddenly, he thought for a moment that he was tired from walking and fell asleep in the stairwell.

He stared at the small lamp on the bedside table, and closed his eyes hard.

Dreaming about my parents is almost expected.Even if he subjectively avoided this question for a whole day, it is undeniable that he has been thinking about it subconsciously.

Do you want to go home today?

Yin Bo said before that you can't rely on running away from home to deal with problems. The cold war can't solve anything, it can only make everyone's relationship more rigid.

Of course he knew, but he couldn't figure out how to face them.

If it wasn't for coming out this time, he wouldn't have realized that he wouldn't have communicated with his parents at all.

He wanted to make them suffer less harm and worry less about him every day, but the result always seemed to be counterproductive.

Ji Sinian pressed the center of his brows, lifted the thin quilt, and turned his head to look at the full-length mirror when he passed by. For some reason, his hair was messed up and fried. He stroked it a few times, but there were still several sticks sticking out.

This time I went back to the cage and slept until almost twelve o'clock, so I could have breakfast and lunch directly.

Xie Hang's T-shirt is too big, and the sleeves hang down to his forearm.Ji Sinian felt like a slovenly old man. After changing his sneakers and looking up, he found that the clothes he took to the opposite door for washing yesterday were hanging on the balcony.

He walked over and touched it, only the hem of the clothes was still a little damp, enough to wear out.

Xie Hang actually remembered to hang his clothes in the suite.

Opposite this community is Wanda Plaza, Ji Sinian casually found a rice noodle restaurant for lunch, and after ordering the meal, he found that there were several friend applications in his mobile phone.

As soon as he passed the application, he was pulled into a group of four. The group name was still in its original state without modification, and it was the WeChat nickname of several people.

One with a profile picture of a little chubby cat spoke first: "We're all here!"

What is it?

These people were all added as friends from the class group. He found the announcement in the class group and found out that the dormitory list was separated.

The announcement was made last night, no wonder I didn't see it.

When I went back, the group name had been changed to "Beiyuan 16-209".

That's good, he doesn't have to look for it himself.

It seems that they were assigned to a four-person dormitory. The little chubby cat is called Zhong Tao, and he is the only one talking in the group.

Ji Sinian saw that the name looked familiar, and he suddenly remembered it when the rice noodles were served. He was very active in the freshman group before, and he often saw this person speaking.

Zhong Tao didn't care too much about the fact that no one answered him, so he chatted on and on for a long time.

After a while, he sent out a few photos of the interior of the dormitory.

Zhong Tao: "I asked the seniors in the North Park, our building has this structure."

Ji Sinian rolled the noodles with chopsticks while looking at the picture. It seems that this person is also a good communicator, and he should have a lot of common topics with Yin Bo.

The dormitory is in good condition. Four people sleep on the bed and under the table. Except for no private bathroom, Ji Sinian zooms in and sees that there are air conditioners, heaters and balconies, which have largely exceeded his expectations.

A roommate came out of these pictures, and the person asked, "Do you know which majors live in the North Park? The majors I'm interested in haven't issued a list of dormitories yet."

Ji Sinian took a bite of the chicken fillet.

Here comes an object.

Zhong Tao felt very useful when someone asked a question, and immediately replied: "I'll ask again, most of the science and engineering departments live here, anyway, both the Faculty of Science and the Faculty of Pharmacy."

The man said "thank you", and the group fell silent.

Ji Sinian went to the class and went around again, and after confirming that there was no other missed news, he slowly ate the rice noodles.

A new dormitory, new roommates, and going to college finally felt more real in his chaotic life.

We are about to enter a whole new circle of life.

This was the life he had been looking forward to for a long time, but he was a little flustered that he couldn't say it right now.

He doesn't really want to change the status quo.

I can't describe what kind of state this "status quo" refers to, anyway, I just feel a little bit reluctant.

This bowl of rice noodles was quite large, and he felt full all afternoon after eating it, and he didn't have any appetite until after seven o'clock in the evening.

Ji Sinian originally thought of having dinner with Xie Hang when he came back, but he didn't expect to wait until after eight o'clock, Xie Hang didn't even have a shadow, so he ran to the opposite side to buy something to eat.

This was the first time he was guarding the empty house alone, not only was there no news from Xie Hang, but there was also no movement from the opposite door, so he didn't know what the two brothers and sisters were busy with during the day.

As soon as it got dark, he couldn't help but think of Xie Hang's one-sentence ghost story yesterday. No matter how he thought about it, he was creepy, and he always felt that there were other people in this room.

"Damn." Ji Sinian turned on all the lights, his hair was bristling when he walked, he even opened the door for washing, and got under the covers before eleven o'clock.

The light switch in the bedroom is at the door, if he wants to turn off the light, he has to walk back to the bed in the dark, Ji Sinian chooses to turn on the light after less than a second of deliberation.

This time he couldn't sleep at all. He listened carefully to the sound of the elevator, went up and down several times, but never stopped on the eighth floor.

When will this man come back?

Ji Sinian's eyelids twitched when he looked at the phone. If Xie Hang didn't come back, he would be scared to death by his rich imagination.

After picking through the message list for a long time, he finally clicked on Yin Bo's dialog box.

Someone has to talk to him now, otherwise this scene looks like he entered some immersive dungeon alone.

Five minutes later, Yin Bo called back directly.

Looking at the caller ID, Ji Sinian was about to burst into tears, and quickly pressed the answer button. The noisy voice from the opposite side nearly knocked the roof over.

Ji Sinian frantically pressed the volume button, which was good, all monsters and monsters were scared away.

"What's the matter?" Yin Bo's voice almost reached the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau over there, "Fuck, wait a minute, I'll tell you in another place."

It was almost twelve o'clock and it was still so lively. At first he thought that Yin Bo had gone to the bar, but when he listened carefully, he found something was wrong.

There were chaotic shouts, the sound of objects colliding, and the hoarse scream of a woman.

Ji Sinian asked, "Where are you?"

But Yin Bo probably didn't hear it, his voice was quickly drowned in the crowd.

"I'm in my dad's nursing home." Yin Bo found a quieter place, "There's an old lady here who can't control herself. She's looking for death and life. She thought that her family members would be able to suppress her when they came, but the family members were crazy like this old lady. Up and down, fuck me."

"Is there any danger?" The one who was throwing around just now thought it was some kind of fight scene.

"No." Yin Bo let out a long sigh, "Not all of the family members are faulty, I think that woman is well dressed, she seems to be an old lady and her daughter, and she made sense at first, but then she was probably killed by the old lady. It was only when it was so irritating that it started to make trouble. Now her grandson is carrying it alone, and he has to take care of them both, and has to coordinate with the hospital, and has to run up and down to complete the formalities. I think he is about to collapse today. , I dare not get too close, I feel that this person is quite cruel, but he just left an hour ago."

Ji Sinian didn't say anything for a long time, and took a sip from the vaping cigarette thrown there yesterday on the table, and only after he finished smoking did he realize that it was Xie Hang's house.

"I'm exhausted." Yin Bo paused for a while, and said in a low voice, "Actually, I really think... In terms of facts, the old lady wanted to die, so she got it. If this drags on, everyone will suffer. This kind of thing Well, in the final analysis, it is an ethical and moral issue, but if you say that you go against the old man's wishes or try your best to keep the old man alive, which one is... well, forget it."

"What do the family members think?" Ji Sinian asked.

"Her daughter wanted to protect her with all her strength, but her grandson didn't express his opinion. But after such a disturbance today, I don't think it will last long. The old man's health is already poor, and he has been taking mental medicine for so many years... No matter, anyway, tomorrow night Handed over to the hospital."

Ji Sinian suddenly remembered the medicine in that cabinet.

A strong impulse appeared out of nowhere, he almost didn't think about it, he opened his mouth and asked directly: "What does quetiapine treat?"

"Huh?" Yin Bo was stunned for a moment, "Cure everything, just now the old lady smashed a box... I always think that this medicine is not very effective except for physical symptoms, and the side effects are too bad , I think some of our patients secretly take this as melatonin, and they don’t listen to what they say.”

Ji Sinian's heart skipped a beat and was about to speak when the sound of unlocking the door came from outside.

"You're busy, I'll talk about it tomorrow, hang up." He spoke quickly, and just as he hung up, someone walked in.

When he got off the bed, he staggered two steps, opened the bedroom door, exchanged a glance with Xie Hang who was standing at the door, and was stunned for a moment.

Today's Xie Hang is very wrong.

Unlike a Bodhisattva, the peace that haunted him all the time was broken, and he seemed very irritable, which was still hidden in the innermost part of his emotions, and he tried his best to bear it.

Ji Sinian watched him take off his hat, put his hands on the table, lowered his head and slowed down for a while before slowly walking into the bathroom.

He didn't ask where Xie Hang went, but just thought about it and said, "Have you eaten yet?"

The sound of the faucet splashing over his questioning, the hand was washed for at least 5 minutes before the sound of water stopped.

Xie Hang's voice was very cold, the coldness that he had never felt before, and the coldness that repelled people thousands of miles away: "Yes."

Ji Sinian frowned, suddenly a little upset.

It was the same in the garden of the hospital last time, Xie Hang's temper came out of nowhere.

Whoever makes a fuss should find someone, he waited all afternoon and one night like a little daughter-in-law in a golden house, just waiting for a stinky face pulled to the ground, what is he planning?

Might as well go to bed early.

Ji Sinian closed the bedroom door, but he didn't dare to close it too hard, for fear of igniting Xie Hang's half-burned powder keg.

How considerate!

He crawled back into bed and rubbed his left foot, which had just had a cast removed.

Ten minutes later, someone knocked on his door, and Xie Hang's cold voice finally warmed up a bit—it sounded like a mixture of reluctance, endurance, and "forget it, big brother." Several complex emotions, whispered like coaxing a child: "...good night."