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The business hours of the bar lasted until early in the morning. Considering that Jiang Jing had to go to school the next day, Yang Xiao reminded him to go back around ten o'clock.

Jiang Jing put the tray on the table and took off his overalls.He had been here all day, and he smelled of alcohol.

Yang Xiao added him as a friend, transferred the money, and said, "Don't forget to collect the money."

Jiang Jing was arranging his collar. There was a hat on the back of the sweater, which was uncomfortable no matter how he tried it. He tugged it irritably, and suddenly a chuckle came from behind him. After the hat was pulled a few times, it finally felt comfortable.

Ji Shurong patted him on the shoulder naturally, and said, "Shall I take you back?"

"No need." Jiang Jing rubbed his neck, turned on his phone and said, "Just call an online car-hailing car."

Ji Shurong didn't force it: "Then I'll take you to the door."

The online car-hailing car came very fast, and Jiang Jing's eyes narrowed slightly due to the blown air-conditioning. He turned around and looked. Ji Shurong was still standing at the door, watching him quietly from a few steps away.

"Let's go." Jiang Jing waved to him.

"See you tomorrow." Ji Shurong said.

Jiang Jing opened the car door and got in, before disappearing at the end of the street.

Ji Shurong withdrew his gaze and turned back.

Yang Xiao leaned against the bar and smoked. When he saw him come over to offer one, she didn't expect to be rejected by waving her hand.

"Quit." Ji Shurong said casually.

"Quit??" Yang Xiao held the cigarette between his hands and exhaled, showing surprise on his face: "Why?"

Ji Shurong stood beside him, with his back leaning against the table, in a very relaxed posture, and said calmly, "The insomnia is getting worse. The doctor said it's best to quit smoking."

Yang Xiao looked serious, and said worriedly: "How could it be more serious? Doesn't it mean that it is already much better?"

"There are good times and bad times." Ji Shurong looked at the feasting lights in front of him, with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth all the time.

It's like this has nothing to do with me.

Yang Xiao has known him for so long, and she has a deep understanding of the connotation of the words that the emperor is not in a hurry and the eunuchs are in a hurry. She sighed and said, "So you went to see a doctor today?"

"Yeah." Ji Shurong nodded casually.

Yang Xiao snuffed out the cigarette, fearing that the second-hand smoke would aggravate his condition, so he thought for a while and said, "You won't do anything... irrational, right?"

Loud music spread to every corner, and the drunken people burst into laughter from time to time, and there was a lively scene everywhere.This place seemed to be covered by a transparent barrier, and it was quiet.

After a long time, Ji Shurong said, "Probably not."

Yang Xiao was about to let go of her breath when it suddenly got stuck in her throat, almost suffocating herself to death.

He said with a look of disbelief: "Wait, what do you mean it shouldn't be??"

After Ji Shurong finished speaking, he left without looking back, leaving Yang Xiao alone to collapse.

His car was parked at the back door of the bar, and when he went around, Ji Shurong took another look at the wild cat.

The cat has fallen asleep, and the blanket on the body has fallen to the ground.Ji Shurong helped her cover it again, and suddenly smiled.

He remembered that Jiang Jing slept in the same way last night, the quilt was kicked off as soon as it was covered, forcing him to turn out another quilt, finally firmly suppressing Jiang Jing.

The kid seemed to be used to sleeping naked, so he kept humming when he was wearing clothes. Ji Shurong helplessly helped him take off his shirt, but he couldn't take off his pants.

It stands to reason that they are all of the same sex and there is no need to avoid anything, but he likes men, so he has to avoid suspicion.

Not long ago, Jiang Jing asked him seriously what books he likes to read. Ji Shurong wanted to tell him directly, but felt that the emotional experience of a teenager at this age was immature, so he might scare him.

The cat's tail flicked slightly, Ji Shurong withdrew his thoughts, and left quietly.

On the drive back, he played "Autumn Whispers", the volume is not high, the tune is soothing, suitable for relieving fatigue.

The doctor once recommended him to use "music therapy" to treat insomnia. This method may be useful to others, but for Ji Shurong, listening to piano music to sleep is better than not sleeping.

After hearing the whole story, the doctor said helplessly: "Then you can only accept drug treatment and psychological treatment. Sleeping pills can relieve the condition, but they will also bring side effects. For the sake of your body, I still suggest you..."

"No need." Ji Shurong interrupted him, "Sleeping pills are fine, I just don't want to sit until dawn."

When he first started taking sleeping pills, it really worked. As long as he lay on the bed, he would fall asleep unconsciously, but he didn't know when the sleeping pills lost their effect on him.

In fact, he didn't hate insomnia, but he hated the images that appeared in his mind involuntarily after he closed his eyes.

Those scenes tormented him day after day, year after year, and made him go from fear at the beginning to calmness later. He thought he had completely let go, but the doctor told him categorically: "You never really went out. "

"Then what do I need to do?" Ji Shurong asked calmly in the consulting room with white walls.

The doctor is a gray-haired old man who has practiced medicine for decades, but he has never met a patient like Ji Shurong.He sighed and said, "Son, tell me, do you really want to cure this disease?"

Ji Shurong's expression remained unchanged, and he said lightly: "You know the answer, don't you?"

The doctor rubbed his wrinkled hands, and said in a helpless tone, "You don't care about yourself, I can see that. But child, you are still so young, the future is very long, you will meet more and better people, why To trap yourself in the past?"

"Your friends care about you very much. They have come to me many times and asked me to cure you. So even if it is for them, don't give up, okay?"

Unlike ordinary patients who are sitting upright, Ji Shurong crossed his legs and crossed his hands on his knees. He looked very leisurely. He smiled and said, "So I have been working hard. My illness is not so serious yet. At this point, you are worrying too much."

Don't worry too much, it's clear that you don't want to admit it.The doctor took off his glasses and rubbed the center of his eyebrows. He didn't continue the topic, and said, "You can't increase the amount of sleeping pills. You can try another one. In addition, your living habits also need to be changed. When you came in just now, you smelled like smoke. Try not to smoke."

Ji Shurong nodded: "Yes."

"If you can't quit, you can eat this first." The doctor took out a lollipop from the drawer and handed it to him.

Replace cigarettes with lollipops?Ji Shurong felt a little funny, and reached out to take it: "Thank you."

The doctor continued: "If there is someone or something that makes you feel happy and relaxed, spend more time with it."

Ji Shurong didn't know what to think of, and curled his lips together: "Okay."

The doctor didn't let go of any of his expressions, and said directly: "It's the person you thought of just now. Being with him more often will help your condition."

……

There was silence in the huge room, the dim light at the head of the bed fell on the pages of the book, Ji Shurong's eyes slowly looked down, and the shadows cast by his fingers just covered the last line of writing.

He pinched the page and gently lifted it, and was about to turn it over two seconds later, when the phone on the table vibrated suddenly.

The book was immediately turned upside down on his lap, and Ji Shurong picked up his phone and looked at it.

Jiang Jing: Are you asleep?

Ji Shurong: Not yet.

Next to Jiang Jing's name on the screen was "The other party is typing..." and he didn't know how many words he had typed, so Ji Shurong waited patiently.

Half a minute later, the phone vibrated.

Jiang Jing: I want to raise a cat.

A smile suddenly appeared on Ji Shurong's lips, and he typed a few words.

Ji Shurong: That wild cat?

Jiang Jing: Yes.

Ji Shurong: You can raise it if you want, I have no objection.

Jiang Jing's eyes lit up on the other side of the screen.Ji Shurong was taking care of the cat at first, and he just fed it for a while. Although he guessed that Ji Shurong would agree before asking, the corner of his mouth was still uncontrollable when he saw the news. raised.

Jiang Jing: Then I will take it home after school tomorrow.

Ji Shurong: This cat has a gentle temper and is easy to raise. You can arrange a nest for it, prepare food when you are not at home, and remember to send it to the pet hospital for vaccination before taking it home, and take a bath by the way.

Jiang Jing: Good.

He thought about it, and then said another sentence.

Jiang Jing: Then give it a name.

give a name to?

Ji Shurong raised his finger to the tip of his nose and thought about it for a while.

Ji Shurong: In what month did you meet it?

Jiangjing: September.

Ji Shurong: Then call it this name.