Declare war on depression, against day and night

Chapter 35 A Childhood Just Beginning

"You know what I'm afraid of." Bie Ming raised his head and met Mao Shishi's eyes in the dark, "It doesn't matter if you are by my side or not, even if you clearly know that you will accompany me to recuperate for a while , but I can't help but be afraid."

Mao Shishi patted Bie Ming's head and sighed helplessly: "Want to hear me tell a story about monsters?"

Bie Ming shook his head: "I always thought that as long as you are by my side is enough, as long as you can be sure that you will not leave me. But when I heard Gong Wenzheng say that they are leaving, why do I feel So sad? Don’t I just want you alone? All I want is you. But I’m still sad.”

"You are already an adult, don't cry, you have to learn to choose." Mao Shiyi yawned until tears came out, and he didn't forget to knock his head to teach him earnestly, "Separate after meeting, or, never meet , which one do you choose?"

"I don't want to choose anything, I just want to be with you, together for the rest of my life, no one will leave, just sit opposite me, within arm's reach."

"Daydreaming."

"I also dream at night."

Mao Shishi turned over and turned his back to Bie Ming, thinking, Don't call out this thing will talk back.Bie Ming stared at his back, wanting to touch his particularly protruding spine, but his own courage was not enough to make him stretch out his hand, so he decided not to look, turned over and lay on his back On the bed, blinking and blinking at the ceiling.

The room above the ceiling of this house is the small black room where Bie Ming has "imprisoned" himself for more than ten years.

"Eleventh," after a long quiet time, Bie Ming tried to ask, "Are you asleep?"

"Uh...huh? Um, didn't sleep...what's the matter?"

In fact, as soon as I turned over, my relatives would not recognize me.

Bie Ming patted his stomach and said, "I'm full tonight, my stomach feels a little uncomfortable."

Mao Shishi had no choice but to turn around again, put his hand on his belly, and knead it clockwise.I don't know how many times I was woken up by Bie Ming's yelling in one night. Mao Shishi shook his head to wake up, and continued to rub Bie Ming's stomach, and said in a sour tone: "That Natsume Lizhou doesn't care about you very much? Why do you want to do it for you?" More sushi than you can eat?"

Bie Ming smiled shyly: "I'm very happy, eating the same meal with all of you, just like blending in with you. I hope to have dinner with you in the future."

"sleep."

"Ah."

Lin Lu seems to have said that because Bie Ming has never received love from his parents since he was a child, and what young children need most when they grow up is the love of people around them, so Bie Ming's growth has always been limited to physical changes .His heart, his emotions, and the love he wanted were all sealed up in a small black house when he was a child.

In other words, taking care of Bie Ming is like taking care of a child.

The world of children is usually very simple, just like the Hakoba therapy last time, every child has his own castle.

Maybe this castle was built with countless other castles, maybe it was built with one or two castles among the cliffs, on the beach, or maybe it stood alone on an overseas island like Bieming's castle.Decadence or grace in appearance does not explain the problem.Because the castle is just an ornament and a vehicle, what is really valuable and meaningful is the decoration inside the castle and the contents of each room.

The first person to open the gate of the castle is the parents of the owner of the castle.

Through the meticulous care of the baby, as well as the company and care day and night, they opened the gate of the castle step by step, and then entered every room in the castle.As the baby grows up and likes, with the child's judgment and choice, move the objects outside the castle to each room bit by bit.

Those are rooms that could be called "memory".

Then, more and more people will be invited into his castle by the master.

A confidant who becomes closer day by day, a teacher who turns an enemy into a friend, a stranger who meets by chance...

Of course, if he gets tired of playing in his own castle, he can also go to other castles to see the castles of different people.Because the gate of the castle is open and connected to the thousands of worlds around it, no matter whether it is rainy, rainy, or violent, there will always be more or less people in the castle accompanying the owner of the castle.As spring goes and winter comes, Tangli is fried in snow.When autumn leaves and summer returns, hibiscus comes out of the water.

But Bie Ming's situation is a bit special.

Before meeting Mao Shiyi, his castle had indeed been opened several times.

One time was the parents who brought him into this world, one time was the girlfriend he didn't love very much, and the other time was Jiang Erge who knew how to use fireworks to please him.

These people opened the gate of the castle through their own methods, and also more or less understood the contents of several rooms in the castle.They chatted in the hall, ate in the restaurant, and rested in the bedroom. They never opened the windows in the castle for ventilation, and they never led Bie Ming out of the castle.On the contrary, when they finally left, they closed all the doors for Bie Ming.

With the wind and rain, the castle is a little bit old and gray with the passage of time. Even though Bie Ming tried his best to decorate his castle in color, no matter how hard he tried, the shadows that were increasingly covering the sky and the sun couldn't bear it. It can't be erased either.

Fortunately, Mao Shishi came.

Although this person seems arrogant and arrogant, he is the only one who accepts and faces Bie Ming's mental illness, and is also the only one who is willing to accompany Bie Ming through this lonely journey step by step.

He wandered outside the castle, knowing the appearance of the castle, patiently waiting for the moment when the gate of the castle opened for him, instead of beating hard like those people before, forcing Bie Ming to open the door of his heart for them.Mao Shishi is always very patient, willing to play those childish games with Bie Ming, and also willing to wait for Bie Ming to walk out of the castle with him.

Under the influence of Mao Shiyi, Bie Ming's daily routine has become as normal and regular as most people.

Go to bed early and get up early, occasionally go to bed late, occasionally stay in bed, three meals a day, fruit milk.

Under the love and restraint of their parents, children grow up slowly in body and mind. The enthusiasm of youth will gradually become restrained and calm, and gradually become complicated and secular, and childhood will end sooner or later.Adults have to face life, and children have reasons to hide in a safe comfort zone, or behind adults who carry a burden.

Bie Ming's "childhood" may have just begun.

The next morning, the milk that Mao Shiyi hoarded in the room was gone, but weaning is definitely a big deal for Mao Shiyi, but he found in the refrigerator the bagged pure milk that Han Chaomu bought from the supermarket.

After eating a bag of "tons, tons, tons", I vaguely felt that the taste of this bag of pure milk was not right. Mao Shishi patted his stomach to see the date of manufacture on the back of the bag, but before he could figure out when it would expire, his stomach immediately "Gulu Gulu" cried out.Big things are not good.Mao Shishi rushed to the bathroom, and the sound of the toilet flushing echoed in the room.

"Eleven?" Bie Ming woke up slowly.

Mao Shishi was walking out of the bathroom while leaning on the wall, his face pale and weak.

Bie Ming sat up with his hands on the bed. He hadn't seen Mao Shiyi's fragile side yet, so he was extra worried.Not only worried about Mao Shiyi's physical condition, but also worried about himself supported by Mao Shiyi: "What's wrong? Are you sick? Do you want me to accompany you to the hospital?"

Mao Shishi rolled his eyes: "Squeamish."

"Does it really matter?"

"fine."

After Mao Shishi left the room where he and Bie Ming lived together, he went directly to the small bedroom where Qi Ge lived on the second floor. After kicking open the door, he met Qi Ge's eyes viciously for a long time, and suddenly said aggrieved "huh " With a sound, he fell headlong on the bed, and then said: "Diarrhea."

Qi Ge kept the original shape of a cat in the room. He nestled in the soft cushion at the foot of the bed. His body was so huge that he couldn't see his hands and feet. He could only see a big puddle of yellow-orange liquid and a pair of weird cat eyes. The room with the lights off was shining brightly: "Meow?"

"It's not sick, it's diarrhea."

"Have you drank human milk?"

"You gave me monster's milk? Huh? Is there a difference between human milk and monster milk? Is there something you're hiding from me?" Mao Shishi kicked the quilt off the bed, just in time to knock Qi Ge Confused completely, "I'm still wondering, cats can't drink milk, why is it okay to drink what you gave me?"

Qi Ge, who was covered by the quilt, gradually regained his human form, and the big beach gradually turned into a super big ball: "Then what can I do? Cats can't drink milk, but they can drink goat's milk. But who on Fuchun Mountain doesn't know The race you hate the most is sheep? You like to drink, so I just lied, just to give you a step down? I can’t believe it’s been so long, and you haven’t tasted that what I gave you is goat’s milk.”

"Can I taste it?! I have been drinking this thing you gave me since I was a child. You told me it was milk, so I thought it was milk?!"

Qi Ge said: "Yeah, a hundred-year-old cat, I don't know how to do it myself, so I just wait for my brother to reach out to give it to me. You can't be too lazy, why is it reasonable?"

Mao Shishi stood up with a smile on his face, bent down to pick up his slippers and threw them at Qi Ge.

Don't look at Qi Ge's size, but he is flexible, and he dodged it with a slight tilt of his head.

A slipper thrown by the monster smashed the window behind Qi Ge, and Mao Shiyi, who had succeeded in his plot, sneered, pointed at the junk food piled up beside Qi Ge, and then flicked out the window, the junk food They all flew out with a "crash", and fell to the ground downstairs with a "thunderbolt bang".

Qi Ge: "..."

Qi Ge was angry and didn't want to speak.

"If you don't want to, go down and pick it up yourself!" Mao Shiyi pouted his nose at Qi Ge angrily, and bared his teeth, "I swear, from today onwards, I won't drink a drop of milk again!"

Qi Ge applauded perfunctorily, and looked at Mao Shishi expressionlessly: "Then I'm so scared. Many lambs in the world can have enough milk to eat. It's really a great deed."

Mao Shixi slammed the door and left.

Bie Ming came out of the shower, and happened to see Natsume Rushou making breakfast, so he walked over to say hello to him.

Not to mention that taking the initiative to greet people is a major milestone in Bie Ming's life. Just saying that what he thought of after waking up was to get out of the room instead of continuing to "plant mushrooms" in a dark, opaque room. Can be recorded in personal history.

This change in Bie Ming's body is gradual and gradual, perhaps he himself has not noticed this change.

A fresh morning, a simple breakfast, seeing someone without much surprise after waking up, and then walking up to say hello to him in a happy mood, and people who are more intimate will also give each other a hug.This is an extremely simple and ordinary thing in daily life, but it can make people feel warm in the heart.

Natsume Beaver Boat: "Is there anything you really want to eat? If possible, I'll make it for you."

"I'm kind of... want to eat fried rice with eggs." Bie Ming stuck out his tongue embarrassingly, lowered his head and laughed until his dimples crawled out.

Natsume Lizhou found carrots, cucumbers, ham and eggs from the refrigerator, and acted like a gentle and elegant young man who came out of a scholarly family, but he was wearing an apron with a small advertisement next to Bie Ming, earnestly Dice vegetables and ham.

Bie Ming offered to help Natsume break up the eggs in the bowl.

"Do you still remember..." Natsume took a peek at Bie Ming, then hurriedly withdrew his gaze and put it on the white rice, took a few deep breaths secretly, and said in a rather unconfident manner, "Mr. Ming, do you still remember?" Fireworks display in Kanagawa, Japan?"

Bie Ming was taken aback for a moment, slowly stopped what he was doing, frowned slightly, carefully observed Natsume's facial features, and suddenly his eyes lit up: "I...I remember! I remember."