Home in Zurich

Zurich has been slow to recover.After lying in the hospital for more than two months, with the support of the nurses, he could barely walk a short distance.

To make matters worse, he felt that his anorexia, depression, insomnia... symptoms had come back again, and even intensified, and gradually he couldn't hide it.

After his grandfather passed away, his mental state was very unstable for a time, and those symptoms once had a relatively severe recurrence.The old butler who had followed his grandfather for many years helped him contact Li Xuanbai, but he returned to Su's house shortly after and was forced to interrupt his treatment.

In fact, at that time, Su's father had already achieved quite a lot in his career, and his family's conditions were very good.

For some reason, Su's father has always had a strong prejudice against the psychological treatment of those "bad sons", and Wang Wanqing will not disobey Su's father's wishes for the eldest son's "trivial matter".

Li Xuanbai had personally visited many times. In order to convince Su's father, he tried his best to talk, and even expressed his willingness to provide Su Li with free psychological treatment.

But Su's father was still unmoved, and later he simply closed the door to thank the guests, and refused to see the "magic stick" surnamed Li again.

In Su's father's mind, those illusory so-called mental illnesses or treatments are simply too full to do anything.

depression?What's wrong with a child, it's nothing more than pretending to attract the attention of adults, if he doesn't do it, he'll be beaten up, and he must not be used to something wrong; anorexia?That's even more nonsense, picky eaters are almost the same, you really treat yourself as a young master, okay, if you don't eat, you will be hungry, if you are hungry, there is nothing you can't eat...

Li Xuanbai really had no other choice, so he took the opportunity to list some psychology-related books for Su Li, so that he would have the opportunity to look for them quietly, and whenever he needed it, he must call him in time.

Su Li was most afraid of troubling others, so, except for the fact that he was really sick and confused during the Chinese New Year this year, he never took the initiative to contact Li Boxuan for many years.

Fortunately, in those years, probably because of his grandfather, he had a strong desire to survive, but relying on his lame psychological hints, he managed to survive several attacks.

Whenever his spirit was on the verge of collapse, he kept hypnotizing himself, telling himself that everything would be fine when he was admitted to a university in another city and found a stable part-time job.

Or, wait until the age of 25 and have a home of your own, and everything will be fine.

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However, after the heart problem, deep inside, a voice started to appear, sneering at him from time to time, reminding him that everything was not going to get better.

"I know," he thought to himself, "but so what?"

When he has his own home, a home that really belongs to him, he can close the doors and windows and never face anyone or anything again.

Thinking of this, he has the strength to resist all illnesses again.

As long as you survive the age of 25, you can completely relax.

The intervening years are not too long, are they?

When he gets the house that his grandfather left him, he will have a place that belongs to him alone.

He lives in it, and he can do whatever he wants.

There, no matter what he did, no matter how unbearable he was, no one would see him, and he would be despised by others.

It will no longer cause trouble to others, and no longer need to cause trouble to anyone.

At that point, he no longer has to force himself to eat, nor does he need to take injections or medicines.

When he doesn't want to drink water, he doesn't drink a drop, yes, not a drop.

He also wants to buy himself a big bed, just like the one he slept in at his grandfather's house, with clean, warm and fragrant quilts on the bed, and when he lies on it, his body will sink into the soft and soft bed immediately. In the touch, the whole body is wrapped in the smell of the sun, and there is a kind of lazy comfort.

He will feel very safe, and he will be able to relax from body to mind.

He won't tell anyone where he lives, or simply pretend that he's going abroad for further study.

Then, he no longer had to tense his nerves all the time for fear of a nervous breakdown, and waited for the battle.

He no longer has to constantly strengthen his psychological hints, think hard about all kinds of reasons that can temporarily convince himself, and tell himself that everything will be fine.

Good or bad, who cares?

He is too tired.

As long as consciousness exists, every second is tiring.

He was aching.

Every lingering breath hurts.

Lying on such a big bed, he could finally relax his mind casually.Just break down, he has no energy to continue struggling.

When he couldn't help but want to cut his wrists, he no longer had to force himself up exhausted for fear of being discovered, get up to disinfect and bandage the wound, and then wipe off the blood in the room, and remove the blood-stained clothes, bedding, etc. I cleaned it secretly, and sometimes the wound was infected, and I had to force myself to go to the hospital for treatment.

It all made him tired and embarrassed.

But when he has his own place, his own place.

He is safe.

He can cut it off with one knife without any worries, and cut it off wantonly.

Then calmly watched the ugly lip-like wound bleeding and scabbing.

Let your own blood stain the clothes, bedding and floor casually.

As long as he wanted, he could cut back and forth along that knife edge several times.

It doesn't matter if you cut off an artery, it doesn't matter if you hurt your bones.

He does whatever he wants.

Even if one day accidentally dies, it will not cause trouble to others.

It is estimated that it will be many years before his body may be discovered.

At that time, no one will be able to distinguish the name of that bone with the naked eye. Even if a person really has a soul after death, he has nothing to embarrass.