In the silent place

When the elders and Jiang Dong came back in the evening, Bai Yutang had already left, and Zhan Zhao was sitting on the sofa watching TV bored.Jiang Dong bought several film and television magazines and put them on the coffee table in front of him.One of them was particularly conspicuous. On the cover of the dark gray background, Bai Yutang was wearing a light brown leather jacket and sitting sideways on the armrest of the milky white sofa. The skirts were slanted open on both sides, revealing a broad chest and sexy and firm abdominal muscles.His hair is black, his neck is slightly raised, and his eyes are sharp and indifferent when looking at the camera.The past flooded in like a tide, and Zhan Zhao felt a suffocation in his heart, and the sour feeling quickly spread. Once upon a time, that kind of deep-seated despair and powerlessness almost devoured his soul.He looked away with difficulty, leaned his head on the back of the sofa, and closed his eyes lightly.

"Go to lie down when you're tired." Jiang Dong came in with tea, and sat down beside Zhan Zhao.

"Well, I didn't sleep well last night." Hearing the voice, Zhan Zhao slowly sat up straight and stretched his arms, ready to go back to his room to rest.Just stood up and took two steps, suddenly remembered something, turned back, bent down to pick up the book that was left on the sofa.

"What book? Is it good?" Jiang Dong asked casually.

"The online novel "Worth It". I haven't had time to read it yet, but it is said to be good."

Jiang Dong stood up suddenly, and grabbed the book in Zhan Zhao's hand. "Who gave you this book?"

"Bai Yutang gave it to me. He said it's a good story." Zhan Zhao wondered why he should be nervous about a book. "What's wrong?"

"No, this book is so popular, it's out of stock in many places, and I'm worried that I can't buy the physical book, so let me have a look first." After Jiang Dong finished speaking, he sat back on the sofa and put the book on his lap. She put it aside, and patted the cover of the book.

"If you like it, take it and see it first. I'm not in a hurry."

"Okay, then I'm not going to be polite."

Zhan Zhao smiled, and didn't care about Jiang Dong's careless act of robbery.Turning around and returning to the room, I really felt tired. After lying on the bed for a while, I fell into a deep sleep.

The holidays always go by quickly, and after the Spring Festival, people have thrown themselves into intense work again.

Since the last nasal bleeding, Zhan Zhao would put a glass of water on the bedside table every night before going to bed.It worked, and since then, I really haven't had a nosebleed again.He is very satisfied with his increasingly stable physical condition.Thinking about going to visit my tutor tomorrow to talk about work, lying in bed tossing and turning so excited that I couldn't sleep, I got up just after dawn.It may be that uncle said something to aunt, or it may be that the two elders also felt that Zhan Zhao's health has improved. Liu Rong is not as strict as before when he travels alone now.

He and his mentor made an appointment at the police station at 10:30, and there was still time in the morning, so he could go to the hospital for a regular blood test first.Before going out, Liu Rong reminded him ten thousand times that he must not forget to have breakfast after the test, and Zhan Zhao obediently agreed.

Today, more people came to check the blood routine than usual. Fortunately, Zhan Zhao came early and got the result after waiting for more than an hour.

The male doctor who showed Zhan Zhao the list was surnamed Han. He was an old expert in hematology. He was almost 60 years old and his hair was a little gray. "How many years have you been sick?" the old doctor asked kindly.

"More than four years."

"En." The old man adjusted the gold-rimmed glasses on his face, shook the list in his hand, and looked closely at his face. "Your blood routine tests are all low, not even half of the normal index. Especially the red blood cells are too low. I suggest you to get regular blood transfusions." Dr. Han looked up at Zhan Zhao's face and asked, " Do you feel dizzy recently? Do you always feel that your heart is beating fast?"

"Well, kind of."

"Be careful not to catch a cold, get an infection, or have a fever. Don't get injured. Also, avoid any strenuous exercise." At the end, the old man's tone was a bit harsh.

Zhan Zhao didn't know how many times he had heard these words, but he was still very grateful for the old doctor's serious consultation attitude. "Okay, I will definitely pay attention. Thank you." Smiling and nodding to the old man, taking the test sheet, Zhan Zhao turned and walked out of the consulting room.

He took out his phone from his pocket as he walked.Twelve past nine, oops!He doesn't want to be late for the first talk about work!Clenching his fists and standing at the door of the elevator, Zhan Zhao anxiously waited for the elevator to arrive.But the red indicator light stayed on the third floor and didn't move for a long time.Can't wait any longer, or take the stairs.Unexpectedly, as soon as he turned around, a strong force slammed into his body, his right wrist hurt, and he staggered back two steps before regaining his footing.

"Hey..." The person who came also screamed and complained angrily: "What's the matter with you, you don't look at it when you walk."

Zhan Zhao was a little dizzy from the bump, and when he came back to his senses, he realized that the other party's briefcase had been dropped on the ground. "I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Zhan Zhao hurriedly apologized, leaned down, and helped pick up the scattered documents and papers.

Jiang Ping was full of anger, his old stomach was already uncomfortable, and when he came to the hospital to prescribe medicine, he ran into such a fool.If he hadn't seen the other party's good attitude and kept apologizing, he would have asked for compensation.Looking at the newly purchased briefcase in his hand, and then at the broken iron buckle on the ground, he couldn't help but lament.

Holding his sore wrist, Zhan Zhao blamed himself for a while. "The briefcase is broken, let me accompany you."

Picking up the documents and briefcase, Jiang Ping looked up at the other party. "Forget it, it doesn't cost much. Just be careful when you walk in the future."

"How can I do that? Otherwise, I'll leave you a phone number, and you can send me the payment method later, and I'll send you the money." Zhan Zhao was in a hurry.But it was indeed his fault just now, and now he can't just walk away like this.

Jiang Ping looked at this person, and the more he looked at it, the more familiar he looked, but he couldn't remember where he had seen it before, it was so strange.

Zhan Zhao was a little at a loss under Jiang Ping's unblinking gaze. He groped for a long time but couldn't find a piece of paper, so he simply took out the test sheet, took out a pen from his jacket pocket, and quickly wrote down his mobile phone number and handed it over. to each other. "I'm really sorry, I have something urgent. You can send me a text message or call me back, and I will definitely compensate you." Without waiting for Jiang Ping to respond, he stuffed the list into the person's hand, turned around and walked away in a hurry.

Sitting in the taxi, Zhan Zhao rolled up the cuff of his right hand and looked at his wrist. There was pain around the wrist bone, and small dots appeared under the skin, which were bright red, and looked a little scary.Suddenly feeling uncomfortable in his stomach, Zhan Zhao pulled up his sleeves, slid his body down slightly, closed his eyes, and leaned heavily on the back seat.

Zhan Zhao almost clicked into the police station. The people at the reception waited for him to give his name and then took him to the elevator.

"Turn right out of the elevator on the sixth floor and turn right to the third room on the left." The female receptionist was very young, with short hair and a special police uniform, capable and pretty. "The professor told you to go straight up to him."

"Thank you." Zhan Zhao thanked with a smile, raised his hand and pressed the elevator button.The little policewoman smiled back shyly, turned and left.

Standing in front of the door, Zhan Zhao took a deep breath and let it out, raised his hand and knocked on the door.

"Please come in." A long-lost voice came from inside the room, and Zhan Zhao pushed the door open in response.

"Okay, I understand." The professor was on the phone.A smile flashed in his eyes when he came in, and he pointed to the sofa in front of the window, signaling him to sit first.Zhan Zhao smiled, took off his scarf, and put it on the armrest of the sofa. "Hmm...Okay. I'll call you again some other day." Hastily hung up the phone, Gongsun Ce stood up, walked around the desk and took Zhan Zhao's arms, looked him up and down carefully, for a long time Only then did I choke out a word. "It's really not easy. I didn't expect you to come back."

The two sat on the sofa, Zhan Zhao was also very excited. "teacher......"

At that time, Gongsun Ce was an external lecturer in a comprehensive university in Vancouver, Canada, and he went to give lectures to the students there twice a week. Due to the abundant time, he rushed to the relevant department to register on a whim, and expressed his willingness to be a lecturer. The tutor of the homeschooling students, unexpectedly no one came to invite him after more than half a year.Thinking about it is also true, which parents are willing to invite a foreigner to teach their children? No matter in terms of ethnic culture or way of thinking, local teachers are always the first choice.He gradually dispelled this idea, and looked for some cases of criminal psychology to analyze every day, and his life became more fulfilling, and he gradually forgot about it.

It was already the next summer when I received a call from the school, telling me that someone wanted to invite him to be a tutor, and the subject was psychological counseling, which he was best at.He was taken aback for a moment, and then slowly realized that he entrusted the school to arrange a meeting between the two parties for him, and the time was set to be after his lecture next Monday afternoon.Putting down the phone, Gongsun Ce began to think.In his view, most homeschooling students are young, and judging from the subjects that this student needs to learn, this is ruled out.Most of the reasons why students of this age cannot go to school are not from their families, so the biggest possibility is that their physical health does not allow it.Thinking of this level, Gongsun Ce couldn't help feeling somewhat conflicted.The occupational disease of psychology prompted him to think of the first thing that if this student is a patient, then his emotions and even his personality will be much more difficult to deal with than normal people. I hope that there will not be too many troubles by then. good.

Facts have proved that this time his judgment was wrong.When Zhan Huaiyi brought him to the hospital and saw his student for the first time, the child was lying on the bed and falling asleep.He still can't forget the indescribable joy and gratitude that flashed in those dark eyes on Zhan Zhao's pale face when he was shaken awake by his father and learned that he was the invited mentor.At that time, he could not understand this kind of happiness, but as he got in touch with him, he gradually fell in love with this student. He has a gentle personality and is smart and eager to learn, but he is not very talkative. The rest of the time is often silent, although he is always smiling, but nothing can be captured in the faint expression.This is a depressive expression, Gongsun Ce thought, but he didn't know how to help him.A few weeks later, he witnessed a student's illness with his own eyes. He was frightened and watched Zhan Zhao collapse without warning in front of his eyes, twitching all over his body.At that time, he suddenly understood a little bit, the look in Zhan Zhao's eyes when he saw him for the first time, and he also understood that there was no way for him to help him with the depression and pain hidden deep in his heart, except for Zhan Zhao himself. , no one can help him.

Zhan Zhao's receptivity is quick, and he has an amazing talent especially in psychology.Gongsun Ce discovered that Zhan Zhao could easily use the most direct and simple method to analyze and thoroughly analyze some complicated doubts that he had to ponder over.He often discusses with him with some materials and cases. Since then, he has been selfish, thinking about what kind of pleasure it would be if he could work with this student one day.Now, I really look forward to it, but...

The past is still in sight, Gongsun Ce looked at the students in front of him with mixed feelings. "Zhan Zhao, your body?..."

"It's much better. Look, I'm quite strong now." Zhan Zhao raised his arms and clenched his fists as he said.

Gongsun Ce was amused by him.He remembered that an American psychologist once said that optimism is the most "charming" trait in human personality.He thought he saw it, and it was on his student.But today, he wanted to hit him with his own hands.If you knew what was going to happen, Zhan Zhao, would you still be able to laugh?The reality is cruel, and he can only harden his heart to face the person in front of him. "Zhan Zhao, you are very capable. The teacher always wanted you to help me, but something happened just yesterday." Gongsun Ce paused, and said apologetically, "About work..."

The instructor's words made Zhan Zhao's heart sink, and a bad premonition stirred in his heart. "Teacher, there is no need to be embarrassed."

"You are my favorite student, and I appreciate all your hard work." Gongsun Ce thought of the promise he had made but could not keep it now, feeling deeply guilty and helpless.He really wanted to keep Zhan Zhao, not because of sympathy or pity, but because he was really thirsty for talent, but he couldn't control many things. "But this time, I'm afraid I can only break my promise."

"You taught me knowledge and took good care of me. I'm already very grateful." Although he couldn't hide his disappointment, what made Zhan Zhao even more sad was that his mentor blamed himself so much for his sake.He's the one who should feel guilty. "Don't worry, the world is so big, I can always find a job that suits me."

Gongsun Ce sighed softly.Now I have to give up Zhan Zhao, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to meet such a talent in the future.What's more, with a body like his, it is not easy to find another job that he likes so much after losing this opportunity.The student seemed to see through his thoughts, and comforted him with a smile: "I really like the work related to the police, so I can't let go of it for so many years. But any profession has its value, so I believe, even if I do it If I don’t become a police officer, I will definitely find happiness in other professions.”

Hearing Zhan Zhao's words, Gongsun Ce felt relieved from the bottom of his heart.This student has been growing. As a teacher, it is really worthwhile to have such an excellent student in this life.

The two hadn't seen each other for a long time, chatting happily, and it was almost lunch time in a blink of an eye.Zhan Zhao didn't want to bother his mentor, so he got up to leave, and Gongsun Ce sent him to the lobby on the first floor.

"Zhan Zhao, say hello to your father for me."

"it is good."

"You and your father are both stubborn. He sometimes has a tough attitude, and it's for your own good. After all, he is your father, so please be considerate of him." Gongsun Ce said meaningfully, pulling Zhan Zhao's arm.

"I understand. You go back, don't send it off. I'll see you again when I have time."

The two waved goodbye, and Zhan Zhao slowly walked out of the police station, feeling a sense of loss in his heart.The cold wind blew by, and there was a slight chill on the neck. When I reached out to touch it, I realized that I had left the scarf on the instructor.Fortunately, I found it in time, otherwise I would inevitably be scolded by my aunt again when I went back.Reluctantly curling the corner of his mouth, he quickly turned back along the original road.

Entering the hall, the receptionist saw that it was him and did not stop him.Zhan Zhao nodded and smiled, and walked towards the elevator.When he was about to arrive, he saw the instructor standing with his back to him, talking on the phone and pressing the button of the elevator.He stepped forward.

"Zhan Huaiyi, Zhan Huaiyi, I'm the one who blamed you. But I admit that you are right this time. This job is indeed dangerous. It's because I didn't think carefully..."

Zhan Zhao in the back couldn't hear anything, he turned around silently, exhausted all his strength, and quickly escaped from this unbearable place.Along the way, he clenched his fists tightly, his heart was jumping, his hands were shaking, and his whole body was shaking.Can't tell if it's anger, sadness, or hopelessness.He kept thinking, why is he so stupid? !How could he be so stupid! ?How could he be so stupid? !

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