Early the next morning, Xiao Shi went to find Duan Jingci to change Jiang Juan's dressing. It took only ten minutes to go back and forth, and when he came back, Jiang Juan had disappeared.

He lay quietly on the bed for a few days without showing restlessness, but he disappeared on the day when the wind was blowing and the rain was about to come. Xiao Shi was so anxious that he searched all the houses in the village and found nothing. The man was so anxious that his brows were on fire.

Shen Jinsu thought about it: "Maybe... it will be there."

"Where? He probably doesn't know anyone here, so he has no reason to run around."

"This is not entirely true. It can only be said that there are not many people who are alive that he knows."

Shen Jinsu asked the local villagers to lead the way, and together with Xiao Shi entered the dead and silent place deep in the woods, as expected, he saw a familiar figure sitting in front of the tombstone of Anonymous from a distance, just one glance was enough for Xiao Shi's heart to stop jumped.

Jiang Juan was sitting curled up in front of the stele, with a cigarette in his hand, beside him was a dagger with blood on its blade, his arms were covered with cuts, blood was dripping from his cuts, dripping down from the tips of his hanging fingers .

The Luzon hendove that followed them to the island jumped up and down beside the man worriedly, with its red chest on its chest.

Xiao Shi stepped forward quickly, hugged him and rubbed him into his arms, "Tired, what are you doing stupid? Don't hurt yourself like this. I know your pain won't disappear in a day, but please restrain yourself a little. You have to fight those bad thoughts and not let them dominate you!"

Jiang Juan looked at him numbly at first, but after hearing what he said, a little light appeared in his eyes.

He wanted to hug Xiao Shi back, but he was afraid that his blood would make the man dirty, so he hid his scarred hands behind his back, leaned forward slightly, and leaned into Xiao Shi's arms.

"Xiao Shi, I'm sick, help me..." Jiang Juan called softly.

This was the first time in Xiao Shi's memory that he asked himself for help.

Jiang Juan has serious psychological problems, traumatic stress, social barriers, has been tortured in disorderly chaos, and even has a bit of anti-social personality, but he himself does not admit it.In other words, he would never admit it to Xiao Shi.

This is inseparable from their past entanglements. Xiao Shi used this to hurt him when Jiang Zhu just left, and when Jiang Juan couldn't bear it and wanted to fight back, he said to him: "Jiang Juan, you are really sick, why? Don't you want to see a doctor?"

At that time, Jiang Juan's physical injuries had all healed, so what he was referring to was naturally the most difficult to heal heart disease.

Originally, Jiang Juan could accept the fact that he was sick and needed psychological counseling and treatment, but after Xiao Shi said this to him, he was suddenly afraid that when his condition deteriorated, he would be found to be a different kind by others. In a prison-like cage, he was tied to a bed with restraint belts every day, and was forced to undergo treatments that made him feel miserable.

In order to protect himself, he shrank himself into a hard shell, like a clam that does not open its mouth, closed in his own world, and did not give anyone a chance to enter and hurt him, and the result naturally caused the opposite effect.

He even rejected Shen Jinsu's proposal to hire a private doctor for him. After ten years of suffering, he finally let go, willing to have a long talk with Shen Jinsu every once in a while to vent his negative emotions.

For him, this teacher who deserves his respect is one of the few people who can make him open up, even if he still has reservations.

He tried his best to look like a normal person, but every time he saw the worry and sadness in Shen Jinsu's eyes, he knew that he was not pretending.

This also aggravated his self-protection mentality, never mentioning his illness. After reuniting with Xiao Shi, he even refused to meet Shen Jinsu unless necessary. The mental pain is getting more and more painful, and it cannot be healed overnight as the obsession dissipates.

On the other hand, for a person like him, the dissipation of obsession will instead encourage the feeling of being useless and no longer needed, and make him even more unable to find the meaning of existence. This is also what Shen Jinsu has been most worried about.

But now, everything seems to have changed silently.

Jiang Juan is still seriously ill and still unable to heal himself, but he has made the greatest progress and improvement, that is, he has learned to ask for help.

Even though he couldn't alleviate his pain, he still had the tendency of self-harm, relying on physical pain to alleviate the psychological torment, but now he can face his illness directly and ask for help from the people around him who love him the most.

The person who was still numb to the point of calm just now suddenly burst into tears like a child when he was hugged by Xiao Shi to comfort him, and told him aggrieved and helplessly: "Xiao Shi, I'm sick, please help me." I, I'm really uncomfortable...I don't want to, I don't want to go on like this..."

He no longer resists the helping hand stretched out to him from the outside world. The person who has been in darkness for many years and has always ignored the ray of light above his head finally stretches out his hand to the light.

Xiao Shi hugged the trembling person in his arms, both distressed and excited, "Okay, let's go for treatment, let's find a professional doctor, you will be fine, believe me, everything will be fine."

Kyle suggested: "I know a professor who has been focusing on academic research and is also Song Yuzhi's master. Why don't you try it."

Kyle used to rely on the psychotherapy taught by this professor to help Jiang Xun recall the details of the bombing case that he had forgotten ten years ago. His words are extremely credible, and Shen Jinsu also has a lot of confidence in this psychologist. Hearing about it, he went to Wudang Mountain immediately after returning home.

This Taoist priest named Chen Shiling was involved in a major case because of a case. In order to avoid disaster, he went to Wudang Mountain to become a monk, but somehow he was dug out by entrepreneur Song Junshan. I can help my son who was born with mental illness.

Originally, Daoist Chen planned to run overnight, but the Song family paid too much, which made him, a half-money fanatic, nod his head. So far, Song Yuzhi was the only case he received after he became a monk, and since then The child has been receiving companionship therapy since he was young, and the effect is remarkable. Now he is no different from ordinary people.

Seeing the successful case of Song Yuzhi, Xiao Shi also saw hope. No matter what the price is, he will fight for a chance of treatment for Jiang Juan.

Chen Shiling's reason for rejecting the patient was nothing more than wanting to save his life and live a peaceful life. Shen Jinsu did what he wanted, promised to provide him with asylum, and gave him a considerable reward. Chen Shiling, who was behind closed doors, listened to the other party After asking the price, he immediately poked his head out from the crack of the door, and looked suspiciously at the third director, who was known as the third son of Shen in the world.

"It's really weird. Who can make you so interested? It's worth your money?"

Shen Jinsu was biting a cigarette outside the door, watching the chirping birds in the mountains, and slowly exhaled the smoke, "It's a...a migratory bird that finally has a place to live."

Chen Shiling took money to do things, dutifully learned about Jiang Juan's past, and found countless twists and turns from the hundred-page resume that made him stunned.

He could see that Jiang Juan was a very restrained person in all aspects, as long as he wanted, he could even pretend to be a normal person, so every attack of his was traceable.

And the most recent one was after he learned of Ka Suo's death.

The root cause is that he hates Ka Suo, but he also knows that Ka Suo has deep affection for him, and he can't make any response to Ka Suo who loves him so much. He thought that he would die to avoid all the sharp questions, but when this After everything was over, he found that the person who died was not himself, and he would uncontrollably develop the psychology of "survivor's guilt".

Chen Shiling did not meet Jiang Juan in the seemingly warm and safe office like most psychiatrists, but it was actually unfamiliar and dangerous for psychologically sensitive patients. Instead, he went down the mountain in person and accompanied him and Xiao Shi back to Su'an's hometown.

During the few days together, Chen Shiling was like an old friend, and accompanied Jiang Juan to visit many places, encouraging him to get in touch with the outside world, even if he didn't have any social activities, he should slowly get used to the vast sky.

He didn't treat himself as an outsider either. He helped Jiang Juan and Xiao Shi, two wounded patients who couldn't fully live independently, clean up the weeds in the yard, and restored the furniture and furnishings to 30 years ago according to the photos in the study that had been dusty for many years. The look of the old house.

This is the place where Jiang Juan was born. It bears all the fond memories of his childhood, and it is also the place where he feels most at ease.

In such an environment, Jiang Juan let go of his guard, and with Xiao Shi's company, after a few days of adaptation, he entered the most relaxed state in the past ten years.

Chen Shiling tried to guide Jiang Juan to open his mouth. At first, he just chatted and asked about his past from time to time, all of which were innocuous questions, such as "Jiang Zhu's name is written on this book, it should be an old thing used by your brother, right? ” or “I found some fairy wands in the basement, a little damp, I don’t know if they can still be used, let’s take them out and dry them.”

The seemingly casual conversation can bring back Jiang Juan's long-lasting memories. When he is highly relaxed, he will even tell some past events that Xiao Shi never knew.

"It was used by my brother. I used to be bored. Sometimes I lost my temper and I couldn't speak for several days. My brother was afraid that I would be overwhelmed, so he would draw little bastards on the notebook to amuse me. Later we liked it. I scribbled on the notebook, since I drew a photo of our family of four and Lao Hei on it, my brother hid the notebook and was reluctant to use it.”

Jiang Juan caressed the immature lines and green patterns on the paper, and pointed to Xiao Shi's masterpiece of the year.

"Those fairy sticks should be left by my father. I was timid when I was a child. I liked dazzling fireworks and was afraid of the loud noise of firecrackers. The fairy sticks are just right. They can illuminate the darkness in front of me without scaring me."

Xiao Shi knew the reason why Chen Shiling mentioned this matter, and he also saw the old yellowed photo when tidying up the study.

On a snowy day, the young Jiang Juan was hugged by Jiang Xun, his little face was flushed red from the cold, and he looked at Xinghuo who was close at hand with joy, and Jiang Zhu was beside him, hooking the old man with one hand. With a black neck, he handed the sweet and sour candied haws to his younger brother with the other hand.

Although it was the end of midsummer and the heavy snow with no background, Xiao Shi tried his best to restore the beautiful night in Jiang Juan's memory that night.

Under the sky full of stars, Jiang Juan stood in the same place, a pair of warm and strong hands held him instead of his father back then, and sent the dazzling light in front of him, just like back then.

A little spark ignited into a bright light, illuminating his future life.

Xiao Shi kissed Jiang Juan under the starlight, and promised: "I will be with you in the future, and I will never let you fall into darkness alone again."

Chasing light is human nature, but in the past many years, Jiang Juan has been forced to hide in the dark, sinking in the boundless sea of ​​​​blood all day long, so that he can no longer stand in the sun because he is covered in filth, and will be burned. Burnt to pieces.

Now that he is finally cleansed of his filth, it is great to have such a person who is willing to hold his hand and patiently lead him away from the haze of death and return to the land of light.

Jiang Juan felt from the bottom of his heart, that's great.

It's a pity that all this came too late, but fortunately it's still too late.

Faced with his knots, Xiao Shi also followed Chen Shiling's instructions and expressed his truest thoughts to Jiang Juan.

"Although what I showed was disgust and disdain, in my heart, Caso has always been an opponent worthy of respect."

Jiang Juan was stunned.

"Lian Xiao, and that guy with a good figure who is very seductive is not threatening to me. Only Ka Suo really makes me feel a sense of crisis, because he is really likely to take away from me. You—he loves you as much as I do."

Xiao Shi knelt down on one knee, his warm palm caressed Jiang Juan's scarred arm from his shoulder, then solemnly held his hand, and kissed the ring on his ring finger.

"Thank you for choosing me, believe me, no matter now or in the future, I will never let you down again."

Chen Shiling seized the opportunity to take a picture of this scene. Later, this photo and the old photo were framed into the same frame by Jiang Juan, and placed in the most prominent place at home.

He knew that he, who had been wandering for ten years, and Xiao Shi, who had been wandering for 20 years, both had a home.

An unbreakable home that belongs only to them.

The author has something to say:

Xiao Shi: Only Ka Suo is my rival in love, because he loves Juan as much as I do (wiping away tears).

Ka Suo: You are also my biggest rival in love, so I always wanted to kill you in the past. (crazyly eats box lunch with tears in his eyes) Treat him well, otherwise I won’t let you go even if I’m a ghost.

Xiao Shi: I will, I will, my friends go all the way.

Lian Xiao, who was stabbed by two people at the same time, was on his way to the hospital when he was kicked by a Russian bass player and broke the wire of the defibrillator—a report from Qin Mou, a front-line reporter and a melon eater.

Thank you for reading the text, cute~

Thank you brother Xun, did you blow up your hair today, mine x1

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