I'm still doing fine

Liang Duanyuan didn't know this much, so she just stood still and turned around, looking at Cheng Jingqiao's receding back, looking at him with admiration, she didn't expect that this person turned out to be a thick and thin character, although it was long-winded, what she said was very reasonable .

However, Liang Duanyuan thought, compared to the pain caused by illness, the loneliness of being kept at a distance from everyone may be more terrifying. Someone must break the distance, someone must try to knock on the door, otherwise, even today's bloody No one will know the call for help.

So he circled around and stopped at the entrance of the gymnasium. As if unconsciously, he walked back to the room where An Yichi was resting. Through the half-closed door, he saw that Gao Han was still interrogating him, leaning against the door, quietly Listen quietly.

The wind passing through the hall brings a lot of voices, the left ear is full of vigorous military training shouts, the right ear is Gao Han’s non-stop questioning, and An Yi’s answer is a choice

Gao Han said, "I've already talked to your father on the phone, and you guys have a discussion to see what to do next."

An Yichi sounded a little puzzled, "What...how?"

"Study is a small matter, but life is a big matter." Gao Han paused, looked at the vertical wound on An Yichi's wrist, and knew that he was definitely not making a fuss, "I still suggest that you postpone enrollment, take a good rest, and recuperate your body , When you have a good mental state, it’s not too late to come back to class, don’t you think?”

An Yichi hesitated for a long time this time, and answered the question, "My dad, did he say anything?"

Gao Han was silent, not because he forgot, but because those words made him a little afraid to say it

It's easy to get through to An Jimin's phone number, but it's hard to find him in person. Gao Han came out of the administrative building and dialed the number all the way. After several tests with different voices, he waited for the right person to answer after the meeting.

After basically explaining the situation, I was about to persuade him not to worry, but the person on the other end of the phone was calmer than him. He seemed very experienced but a little indifferent, "Mr. Gao, don't be nervous. I know the situation is easy to hold. At most, it's like this. I won’t do anything more serious and stupid, so don’t worry about it.”

"Why, no, did you hear what I said?" Gao Han plucked his ears in disbelief at that time, "Your child was found to have seriously self-harmed by cutting his wrists during school, you—"

"That's what I'm talking about." He was interrupted by An Jimin, "It happened to him when he was in high school, and I took him to a psychiatrist, and they said there was nothing wrong with him and he was healthy. I still have the outpatient records here. , if the school needs proof, I will send it to you."

"But——" Gao Han frowned, but he still couldn't interrupt An Jimin's words, "This child is not very sensible. He has never suffered and can't stand wronged since he was a child. I have been reflecting on this fragile temperament when he grows up. Now Just worry about it, I will definitely clean him up when I come back from vacation!"

"..." Listening to the "Mr. An" coming from the receiver, Gao Han already knew that the conversation would end without a problem, scratched his head irritably, and took the time to finish it hastily, "Mr. An, in this way, you can send the hospital certificate first, it's nothing If there is a problem, the school will not embarrass the student, but you must also discuss with the child to see if he is willing to suspend school or ask his family to accompany him. I hope you will not force the child. Please think carefully and cooperate with our work If you have any ideas, please feel free to communicate with me.”

"Yes, yes, yes, I know, I will contact you later." An Jimin seemed to listen to him with great patience, and then hung up the phone after scribbling a few words. From the beginning to the end, there was no word to express his concern

Looking at An Yizhi's overly pale face at this moment, Gao Han couldn't bear it when he thought about it again, so he made up some lies, "Your father cares about you very much, and he will have a good talk with you after he tells you."

"Say I owe it to you?" An Yi kept his eyes fixed on his face, and then lowered them for a moment, "You can probably guess."

Gao Han's mouth moved, and he was speechless. An Yichi pulled the basketball blouse to cover his arms, and continued, "I will go for another examination and show you the results next week. Before that, I can trouble you son?"

"You say." Gao Han replied

"Can you, don't tell my roommate?" An Yichi looked up at him, a little cautiously, "I didn't bring any knives when I came to school. These cracks are old wounds before the college entrance examination. They haven't healed well. It's easy to sweat all the time. Bleeding, but it will get better after a while... I promise you, it won't hurt anyone else."

This pre-judged child should have a good family and material affluence. At this moment, he seemed to have nothing. He said, "Please, if I can't live in the dormitory, I have nowhere to go."

Across the wall, Liang Duanyuan, who was leaning against the door, spread her five fingers, and the fingertips that were supporting the wall turned blue and white. After hearing Gao Han's "OK", she let go weakly, and left in silence.

Tang Xiaozheng rubbed his eyes and walked out of the laboratory. It was already 3 o'clock in the morning, and the campus road was empty.

"Hey!" A voice not far behind stopped his footsteps.

He put on his glasses and looked back, when a thin shadow suddenly approached with the smell of alcohol on his face.

Tang Xiaozheng frowned, thinking that the alcoholic had misunderstood someone, because he had little impression of this bright face

But when he looked at the earlobe of the visitor, his heart sank.

A slightly exaggerated pendant hangs on the round earlobe, and a paper clip is wearing a delicate silver rose, dangling on the side of the neck, casting a vague shadow in the collarbone... He can't remember which night it was, Rose Gently touching the side of his face with a slight coolness, panting in the ear, following the rhythm of body ups and downs, moving far and near

"Coincidentally, it's really you! It's fine if you don't tell me your name, why don't you contact me? Aren't we a—— a hit?" The man snatched the card that he didn't put in his pocket, and squinted at it. After looking at it, he fell into his arms the next moment, and ran straight down the road with one hand running down his waist, "I really didn't see it...so it's younger than me."

With a crisp sound, Tang Xiaozheng slapped that hand away, and lazily hung it back to his side

"No one, what are you afraid of?" He stuffed the card back into Tang Xiaozheng's pocket, touched his leg through a very thin layer of fabric, and quickly shrank back, smiling like a sneaky cat, "Tang, Xiao, Zheng. I will remember you this time."

He staggered when he walked, but he was sober when he took advantage of it. With a twitch of his mouth, Tang Xiaozheng said the first sentence, "Your money is equal, I shouldn't owe you anything. Are you unprofessional in your business?"

"Ouch!" The man struggled to open his eyes wide, but when he heard the words, he let out an even brighter smile, "You opened your mouth so viciously, fell on me, threw down the money and left...you are so quick, But I’m not here to sell, where’s my professional ethics?”

Tang Xiaozheng sighed. He thought that things were a bit troublesome, so he quickly cut through the mess and broke free, "It's getting late, I have to go back and rest."

At this moment, he only hopes that this person is really drunk today, and when he wakes up tomorrow morning, he will completely forget these few words after the chance encounter.

Even when he heard the sound of falling to the ground behind him, he still thought calmly, judging from the current situation, if this person really died drunk in the quiet lake, would he be sentenced to death if he refused to save him.

"It's all, unconscionable——" the man hiccupped, staggered and fell to the ground, the dizziness in front of his eyes became more and more dizzy, and he was about to roll down the slope of the bridge when he tilted his body

Then unexpectedly, she fell into a soft embrace, and after a sigh, she seemed helpless, "Get up, where do you live? I'll take you back."

Clearly watching Tang Xiaozheng go far away, why did someone suddenly appear in front of him again, his brain paralyzed by alcohol was momentarily confused, and he cursed and didn't catch up, "You still know how to come back? Don't touch me - let's go."

"Shut up!" Tang Xiaozheng pushed him, held his breath reluctantly, and carried the drunk man on his back.After walking only a hundred meters, I felt that the person on my body was getting heavier and heavier as if I had been weighed. I gritted my teeth and cursed, "If you don't forget me tomorrow, I will be sorry for the effort I put into carrying you today."

The street lamps stared at the ground flickeringly, and two overlapping shadows swayed against each other, forming four people.

"If you dare to spit on me, I'll kill you!" Tang Xiaozheng was startled by a wet shoulder, and when he was about to let go and throw him down, he heard the first sob

"You come back, I won't make trouble with you anymore."

"I'm not as good as him, you say..."

"I'm not angry at all, you still dare to block me, why would you dare?"

You cried softly, and Tang Xiaozheng's shoulders became hotter and hotter. He paused for a moment, then started to walk again. At this time, the world fell into a deep sleep, and the whole body was silent. The night gave the passers-by a soft and warm heart.

Tang Xiaozheng didn't know who he was crying for, but he was very concerned about such mourning

Sobbing, questioning, questioning, mourning...

These are the background sounds of his growth, which were played by his mother day after day, and rang in his ears. Tang Xiaozheng suddenly understood why he, who has always been so meddlesome, helped him in this way. It turned out that he was not afraid of going to jail, let alone With the intimacy of that night, but just transferring the care of his drunken mother to this man, he is used to it.

Tang Xiaozheng only has a mother, and his father in law is still alive in some corner, and he and Zhang Jishu's lives are put on the gambling table for gamble.

The helpless woman refused to divorce no matter what, she said it was for Xiao Xiao's sake.

Zhang Jishu's life was not going well, so she always went to drink late at night, and then came back after smashing the anti-theft door after being drunk. Maybe she could indeed find warmth in the chaos after drinking, and fell asleep dizzy and dreamless all night

But Tang Xiaozheng had a harder time. He was able to cook at the age of 9. He could cook a pot of porridge on a small bench, or go downstairs with a small milk pot to buy a bowl of noodle soup. back to desk to write

During the countless nights when Chen Chen was still listening to fairy tales, acting coquettishly and refusing to fall asleep, he struggled to tear off his mother's coat, and figured out how to put an adult with weak limbs into a side-lying position with the least amount of effort. He set up the washbasin beside the bed, put the slippers in a convenient place, put warm water and hangover medicine on the bedside, and finally set an alarm clock and obediently lay down on the other side of the bed, curled up into a small ball, then sleep peacefully

"It's not here... No!" The drunk behind him looked up and scratched, slapping his nose sorely.

Tang Xiaozheng swore in his heart that if he had a nosebleed, he would drag this alcoholic into the lake even if he had to go to jail, but after sniffing his nose, he was still as docile as a horse that didn't know his way, stopping at every intersection and asking him, " Take a look, where are you going?"

"Here, where are we going?"

"Where are you going..."

Is he just asking for directions? It doesn't seem to be the case, but what is he asking?Even he himself can't tell