Mountain City Past Events

In the 20s, the mountain city was neither prosperous nor deserted

1.

"Get a divorce!" The woman threw a piece of paper in front of the man, "I will bring Ah Song back to Guangzhou, and you will take Ah Zheng to stay in Chongqing."

The man's clenched fist suddenly loosened, but he frowned and said, "You agreed, you won't leave me." The man suddenly grabbed the woman's hand.

The woman struggled and shouted, "Let me go!" The man still didn't let go, holding on tightly, only to see a few red marks faintly appearing on his wrist.

"Let me go." The woman said coldly, "If you don't let me go, I'll kill you."

The cold knife had already touched the man's pulse, and the beating of the pulse was approaching the sharp blade again and again.

"Okay, I'll let it go, I'll let it go." The man let go of his hand and knocked the woman's knife away.

"Jian Wen, I advise you to take good care of Ah Zheng, that child is not easy to bully." The woman looked at the man in front of her with sharp eyes, frightened by the murderous look of the man, she quickly grabbed a pen on the side and signed the simple text "Jane Wen".

The next day, the woman got up early, opened the closet, and saw that there was nothing in the closet. She searched for the slippers on the ground, and saw a new suitcase appeared at the door, with red paper still on the suitcase. There were three words "marriage certificate" written on it, and a note "Hurry up, I took Ah Zheng out." ), the 3 yuan was wrapped in a note, and the note said "I will send you 50 yuan every month, and it will be better to live with Ah Song."

The woman walked into the children's room, woke up the 6-year-old child, pulled up the suitcase and walked to the train station.

Along the way, the woman looked back at the house. She picked up the child, boarded the train bound for Guangzhou, and patted gently, "It's hard for you two, Ah Song, mom, I hope you don't think of Elder Brother, From today on, your name will be Cheng Tingsong."

2.

"Today is the zeroth day of the 10th year since we separated from Ah Song. Ah Song, where are you? How are you doing there?" Cheng Tingsong sat by the window, looking out the window, feeling The breeze gently caressed his face, and his hair was tied into his eyes. He rubbed it. "Tomorrow will be 1995. I really want to live with you!"

Cheng Tingsong is a well-known top student in Zhenguang, and a well-known number one student in the mathematics high school entrance examination in Liwan District.

In the third year of junior high school, Cheng Feng (Cheng Tingsong, Jian Zheng's mother) passed away, and Cheng Tingsong was fostered at Cheng Feng's younger sister's house.But his temperament changed drastically, he became frighteningly quiet, he took off his black-framed eyes and brought back gold-rimmed glasses, he looked like an elegant and upright scholar.

No one expected that Cheng Tingsong, an irritable and unreasonable gangster, would become like this, and his grades would skyrocket.

But why wouldn't the teacher doubt it?Probably because Cheng Tingsong is not the gangster on the surface. In a place where no one is around, he has become what he is now. Someone has seen this appearance before, in a deserted alley, facing those " The people on "Jianghu Road" did not fight violently, but were extremely calm.

Does a vacation change a person?

3.

"Brother, brother! Go out to play with me!" Jian Song shook Jian Zheng, who was lying motionless on the bed, Jian Zheng shook his head, and pushed away the little hand that was holding his leg.

Jian Song bit his lip and punched Jian Zheng in the chest, "Jian Zheng! I want to go out to play!"

Jian Zheng sat up, stretched his waist, and turned to look at the alarm clock on the bedside, "What's wrong? It's only five o'clock!"

Jian Song stood up on the bed, bouncing up and down, the bed was creaking.

Jian Zheng couldn't take it anymore, he kicked it, Jian Song didn't pay attention, and fell off the bed.

With a "bang", Jian Song fell heavily to the ground, with his head on the ground, "Ah!" Jian Song screamed.

Seeing this, Jian Zheng immediately sat up, got up and got out of bed to help him up, Jian Zheng grabbed his arm, hugged him and put him on the sofa beside him, stretched out his hand to rub him.

Jian Song opened his hand, "Go away~" Jian Song said aggrievedly, and stretched out his little hand to rub the back of his head, Jian Song glanced at him, pouted and turned his face away, "No Forget about you!"

Jian Zheng looked at him, "Are you really ignoring me?" Jian Song shook his head, "Go away~"

Jian Zheng reached out and rubbed the back of his head for him, and then rubbed again, "Brother really didn't do it on purpose, don't be angry, okay?"

"No!" Jian Zheng pinched his little fleshy face again, "I carried you here!"

He snorted and said angrily, "You kicked me down!" Jian Zheng tilted his head and said with a smile, "Oh, I'm sorry! Then go out to play?"

He nodded, opened his arms, curled his mouth and said, "Hug!" Jian Zheng picked him up, jolted him upside down, and Jian Song hugged him tightly.Jian Zheng twisted his neck and said to him, "Don't hug him so tightly, you won't be able to breathe!"

He let go slightly, and suddenly smacked Jian Zheng's face, he suddenly froze and held his breath, "A Song, do you like brother?"

Jian Song smiled, and replied "I like it!"

"Why do you like brother?" Jian Zheng followed his answer and asked again.

Jian Song didn't understand, why did my brother ask such a question, wouldn't all younger brothers like him? My brother treats me so well, how could I not like him?

"Brother is so nice, why don't you like it?" Jian Song replied suspiciously.

"The liking I said is not the kind of liking, but the kind of liking of parents." Jian Song's sudden seriousness frightened Jian Song, and Jian Zheng explained again, "I mean, do you like it like your father likes your mother? Brother?"

Jian Song didn't speak, but used the scene in front of him to prevaricate, "Brother, look at the sun over there!"

They crossed the longest bridge at that time, ran down the stairs with countless steps, ran through the sparsely populated alleys, and ran. It seemed that most of Chongqing had been run. The distance was long but very long. Short from sunrise to sunset, from [-]:[-] am to [-]:[-] pm, along the way, from fragrant steamed stuffed buns to rice cooked in hot pots, he dragged him to run, he carried him when he was tired, and he asked for food when he was hungry. …

Jian Zheng held Jian Song's hand and walked along Nanbin Road, which was his favorite place, next to Jialing River.

A beautiful day passed like this, and when I returned home, it was my mother who was waiting for them to come home for dinner...

4.

August 1997, 8 Registration Day for Freshmen of the Chinese University of Hong Kong

Cheng Tingsong walked into the freshman registration office with a suitcase, and reported at the registration office of the computer department.

"Hello, I'm here to report!" He smiled slightly. The sophomore in front of him looked at this elegant face and was deeply attracted by his appearance. The person in front said, "Senior sister, senior sister."

The senior sister came to her senses, "Oh, oh!" She scratched her head and smiled awkwardly, "Here, hand in the information!"

He put down the materials in the file bag, and the sophomore senior took out a piece of paper and "fill this in." He picked up the signature pen on the side and wrote the name "Jian Zheng" on the line of the name.

The file bag in his hand accidentally slipped off, and he wanted to bend down to pick it up, but saw a hand stretched out from behind, and the slender fingers lifted the file bag slightly, and picked it up.

Cheng Tingsong turned his head away, wanting to thank that person, only to see that his face seemed to be exactly the same as his own.

"You, you, thank you!" Cheng Tingsong was a little surprised, he looked at the person in front of him and rubbed his eyes, "Why is it still the same, is it my eyes?"

"Student, hurry up and fill in the information! There are still people waiting behind!" Seeing him standing there in a daze, the senior sister hurriedly urged, looking at the team behind.

"Oh, oh, ok, ok!" Cheng Tingsong picked up the pen and began to fill in the information again.

生日：1979年6月15日双修：计算机系数学系身份证号码：50XXXX1979061556XX

"Please provide your ID card!"

He handed it over, and the senior sister looked at it, checked it, and said to him, "Okay, Jian Zheng, because you are majoring in computer science, so the computer department is over there, go and get the things you need, and then you can go to the dormitory It's upstairs. Because you are a non-hukou student, I have arranged a double room for you. You can look at this table to see who your roommate is." The senior sister smiled.

Jian Zheng walked to the side, got out of the check-in position, and carefully searched for his name on the dormitory form.

"Next." Senior sister said to the line in front of her.

A boy took a step forward and handed the documents to the senior sister. The senior sister looked at it and said questioningly, "Student Jian Zheng, do you have any questions? You have provided everything. You can go to the dormitory building." Already!"

The boy explained with a smile, "Senior sister, you are mistaken. I am not Jian Zheng. My name is Jian Song. This is my profile."

Just when the senior sister wanted to call Jian Zheng to stop, there was no one in the blink of an eye.

5.

"Brother, is it really you?" Jian Song tightly grasped Jian Song's arm and shook it desperately.

"Why, there are fakes?" Jian Zheng smiled, "Song, don't shake it! I'm going to faint!"

Only then did Jian Song let go of the hand that was pinching him, he took a step back, touched his nose and asked, "How are you doing?"

Jian Zheng put away the smile on his face, and replied lightly, "It's okay."

"What do you mean?" Seeing that the situation was wrong, Jian Song quickly asked, but Jian Song remained silent. "Please speak!"

Jian Zheng bit his lips tightly and forced out a smile, "That's great!"

"Brother, you are lying." Jian Song opened the chair in front of the desk.

"To be honest, is there anyone bullying you?"

"Also?" He looked at Jian Zheng suspiciously.

Jian Zheng took a breath, "You heard wrong."

Jian Song sat on the bed without a bed sheet, "Long time no see!" He looked at Jian Zheng, tilted his head and said, "How are you doing over there?" I feel a little sad, as if I have something to say.

Jian Zheng lowered his head, with untrimmed hair covering his eyes.

"Do you have something to say?" Jian Song blinked.

He shook his head, raised his head and scratched the strands of hair stuck in his eyes, grinned and said to him, "Let me help you make the bed sheets."

The two stand up...

6.

Children may know best.

This year, many people left.

"Dad, what's wrong with grandma?" Jian Song held his father's big hand tightly with his big round eyes, and looked at the coffin in front of him.

Jian Wen patted his little hand, led him to the coffin, knelt down and picked Jian Song up.He pointed to the closed eyes. "Grandma was just asleep."

Jian Song motioned Jian Wen to put him down, "Dad, you put me down first!"

Jian Wen put him down, and he watched Jian Song run towards Jian Zheng, only to hear "Brother, brother, is grandma really just asleep?"

Jian Zheng tugged at the hem of his clothes, holding back his sobs, with a bit of crying in his voice, he looked up at Jian Wen with red eyes, he shook his head, Jian Zheng sniffed and said, "Grandma has gone to Xing Xing, now it's still In the morning, in the evening we can see grandma."

Seeing Jian Song looking at him, Jian Wen smiled and patted his head, wiped away the tears left by Jian Zheng, and said in a small voice, "Take him back."

Jian Zheng grabbed Jian Song's wrist and pulled him off the coffin, "Let's go back to the car."

He took Jian Song and walked back.

Just as Jian Zheng opened the car door and wanted to hug Jian Song into the car, Jian Song shook off his hand, "Jian Zheng! Don't lie to me!"

Jian Zheng forcibly carried him up, closed the door smoothly, and leaned against the outside, yelling at him, "Shut up!"

"Brother, I was wrong, let me out!" Jian Song slammed on the car door, "Brother, I was wrong, I really shouldn't have asked!"

"Did I tell you not to talk casually at the funeral, we have to observe silence, you already know about this, why do you still ask?" Jian Zheng couldn't help crying.

When grandma left, Jianzheng was the hardest hit, and it was grandma who loved Jianzheng the most. Since he was a child, grandma was obedient to him, because Jianzheng was so sensible and distressed. At that time, the family could not be said to be rich, but an ordinary family. , it was only in the past two years that the country's reform and opening up economy began to develop, and Jian Wen started his business two years ago.

At that time, one thing was divided into two parts, one was more and the other was less, and the more part of Jianzheng was given to Jian Song, and even Jianzheng would not want it.

At that time, Jian Wen, Cheng Feng and grandma were discussing whether to take care of the children separately. The current money is really not enough for the two children.

Seeing that he was so sensible, grandma felt very distressed, so she took Jian Zheng to live there for a month or two, and sent Jian Zheng back when Jian Wen had income.

Jian Zheng, who had just been taken to his grandma's house, thought it was his parents who didn't want him anymore. He started crying after everyone fell asleep in the middle of the night. It was also one night that his grandma heard his crying and comforted him, "Daddy!" It's not that Mommy doesn't want you, but because Daddy and Mommy don't have enough money to take care of you now. After waiting too long, Daddy and Mommy will definitely come back to pick you up when they have money. Grandma can also take care of you. With Grandpa, we can play with you every day, and Grandpa and Grandma will love you more than Daddy and Mommy!"

Jian Zheng obediently stopped crying, grandma squeezed his "Takoyaki", Jian Zheng smiled.

On the night before Jian Zheng was picked up, Jian Zheng and his grandma sat on the threshold in front of the yard. He supported his face with one hand and pointed to the sky with the other, "Grandma, why are the stars so bright in the sky?"

Grandma held Xiao Jianzheng's wrist and pointed to the stars in the sky, "Zheng'er, can grandma tell you a story?" Xiao Jianzheng nodded and said "Yes", and grandma continued, "A long time ago, There was a man who did many good deeds in his life, and he died because he helped others. On that day, he really passed away. When he was lying on the hospital bed, people covered him with a white cloth. At this time, The gods in the sky and the devils in the ground are competing for the whereabouts of this person, whether to follow the gods in the sky to go back to heaven or follow the devils on the ground to the 18th floor of hell.

In the end, it was the god who insisted on taking him away, and the devil also had a big heart and gave the man to the god.The gods took his soul back to heaven.

And this god is responsible for turning the dead into stars.

The god said, "This child is still too kind. I want to make him the brightest star in the sky, so that people can remember him forever."

Just when the gods hung this star in the sky, the man's wife knew the news of his death, and the man wanted to go back to comfort his wife, but the gods gave him a little bit because he was so kind and helped so many people. Time to go back and say goodbye.

The man went back, but only the soul, he found his wife, said to his wife 'God told me I'm good, he made me the brightest star, as long as you miss me, Just look at the brightest star in the sky, and I just look at you like this! ' He saw his wife smiled and nodded, and he walked away peacefully.

So, the stars in the sky are so bright, because people left, they put their thoughts and concerns on the stars.

If grandma leaves one day, when you miss me, just look at the stars in the sky, maybe grandma is watching Zheng'er from above. "

Jian Zheng looked at the stars, then lowered his head to look at the grandma beside him, "Grandma won't leave."

Grandma hugged Jian Zheng, and Jian Zheng lay in grandma's arms.

Looking up at the starry sky, what he used to rely on became the stars in her mouth, from the resistance to the reluctance to part, to the unforgettable parting at the end, the person he can't forget the most is his lost grandma.

Grandma left and only my brother was left.

7.

"A Song, I'm sorry, I broke my promise."

The two brothers who once cherished each other were separated again, but it was Jian Zheng who left.

In the dark morning, Jian Zheng woke up, vaguely remembering the quarrel between his father and mother last night, they were going to divorce, Jian Zheng knew in his heart that Cheng Feng preferred Ah Song, and Ah Song preferred Jian Wen, even if Jian Wen and Whenever Cheng Feng quarreled, they would always fight together, and recently they started to quarrel again. Cheng Feng couldn't beat him, so he threatened Jian Wen with a knife, but Jian Wen didn't dare to say anything.

And Cheng Feng always felt that Jian Wen was cheating, but Jian Wen didn't, so he could only admit his mistake properly.

Not long after, Jian Wen couldn't take it anymore, and after a few days of silence, the two started to quarrel again.

Day after day, both of them couldn't hold on any longer, and Cheng Feng naturally filed for divorce.

In the early morning, Jian Zheng and Jian Song switched places. Apart from their height difference, they basically look exactly the same. Only when they stand together can they be distinguished from Jian Zheng and Jian Song. Jian Zheng is half a head taller than Jian Song.

Lying down is different, and only they know who is the elder brother and who is the younger brother.

At four o'clock in the morning, Jian Zheng was awakened by the sound of opening the door. He watched Jian Wen walk towards him, patted the people around him, and said softly, "Xiao Zheng, Zheng'er, son!" Jian Song didn't Wake up "I didn't wake up, it hurts."

Jian Zheng opened his mouth a little, watched as Jian Wen hugged Jian Song, and walked out the door step by step, "Ah Song, have a good time with Daddy, Elder Brother will take care of Mommy for you."

8.

"Brother Song, I have found the person you are looking for."

"Send me the address."

"Yes, Brother Song..."

"Speak straight!"

"This is in Chongqing. It's almost the end of the term. Are you sure you want to go?"

"I'll go by myself, don't follow me."

"Brother Song, I know you have good grades, but how do you tell the teacher?"

"Beep...beep..." Cheng Tingsong hung up the phone.

Cheng Tingsong's face seemed to say: I am afraid of the exam, the college entrance examination is not as important as my younger brother.

Early the next morning, Cheng Tingsong walked into the teacher's office with a leave note.

The teacher was scolding a student who skipped class, when he saw Cheng Tingsong coming in with a well-dressed dress, he immediately glanced at him with a smile, turned to the students who skipped class, pointed at the door with a black face, "Go out and stand, wait for Xiao Song to speak I'll teach you again when I'm done!"

The eyes of the bad students were full of resentment towards Cheng Tingsong and the eight-faced ghost in front of him.

Cheng Tingsong handed the leave slip in front of the teacher, squeezed out a smirk, pretended to be very obedient and said to the eighth woman in front of him, "Teacher, I want to ask for a week off."

"Well, Xiao Song, you also know that the end of the term is coming soon. If you ask for leave so suddenly, will you miss your studies?" The eighth woman looked at the "good student" in front of her with concern.

"Teacher, I won't drop my studies. I can guarantee that I will still be the first in the grade at the end of this semester." He lowered his head and looked at the eighth woman who was sitting on the chair, and the eighth woman was staring at him intently.

"Hey, it's not that the teacher doesn't believe you. The teacher knows your ability, and the teacher also believes in you. Then can you tell the teacher why you asked for leave this time? Is it because you are not feeling well?" Me, I want to care about your appearance.

He smiled and looked very respectful, "It's not because of physical reasons, but because I'm going to Chongqing?"

The eighth woman gave him a "Chongqing?" look.

Cheng Tingsong understood her meaning immediately, and explained, "Well, I just go to deal with some housework."

The eighth woman said "Oh", and took out a black pen from the pen holder, signed a few words in the signature area, and wrote on the reason for the leave: I have something to go out, agree for a week.

The eighth woman handed him the leave slip, and he bowed, stepped back a few steps, then straightened up and turned to leave.

9.

The tyrannosaurus rex in the high school of Shancheng North Middle School always likes to walk with shoulders slanted, wearing a floral shirt, smoking a cigarette in its mouth, and looking at everyone indifferently.

The family is very rich, the teachers dare to mess with it, and the principal can't control it.

The two younger brothers always followed behind, their hair was sticky high with pomade, pretending to be little old men.

Boys and girls returning from school would walk away from them.

Jian Wen left, and the property below belonged to Jian Song.

It is not considered rich, it can only be regarded as superior to ordinary families.

The bell for the evening self-study of the third year of high school rang, and Jian Song packed her backpack and was ready to go home.

Before he took a step out of the school gate, the Tyrannosaurus Rex and his two younger brothers who were repeated grades blocked in front of him. Jian Song raised his head, his long bangs covered his eyes, and his hair stuck into his eyes. eyes.

In the dark night, the gray eyes were not obvious, Jian Song looked up at them and said, "Go away."

The other party smiled disdainfully, "You little boy, you seduce my woman and tell me to go away, do you know who my father is?"

"I don't care who your father is, even if your father is Qin Shihuang, he can't be my way." Jian Song said lightly.

"You are so brave, dare to provoke me." The other party pushed him, and Jian Song took two steps back, "I think you are tired of work."

The other party dragged Jian Song by the collar all the way to the alley where there were only a stack of faintly glowing lights. Jian Song was used to the daily life of being bullied, and was forcibly dragged without making a sound or moving.

The alley is very quiet, and the sound of dripping water can be heard no matter how small it is.

The other party looked around to make sure there was no one there, and punched him.

Jian Song closed his eyes tightly, he knew he couldn't escape, but who could escape the claws of the school bully?

Jian Song didn't feel any pain on his body. He opened his eyes and saw a familiar look in front of him. He blinked his eyes and was slightly taken aback, "Brother?"

The person in front of him was wearing a mask, Jian Song didn't see clearly, only heard the person say "Ah Song, run!"

Jian Song looked up at the pair of gray-blue pupils, the man turned around and punched the school bully, Jian Song took the opportunity to escape, leaving the other party to look back, and fled quickly.

Jian Song opened the door of the house, and with slight night blindness, he reached out to feel for the switch on the wall.

As soon as the lights came on, Jian Song's world became bright again. He sold his father's three-bedroom apartment and bought a small house of about 1.2 square meters near the school. There was a T-shaped kitchen on the left side of the entrance, and there was no room. , The bed is [-] meters, and it is placed near the window in the living room. A large desk is next to the head of the bed, and there is a locker at the foot of the bed, and a wardrobe next to it.

The shower room and the toilet are connected together, leaning against the black and white TV cabinet.

The small room gave Jian Song a sense of security.

He took off his shoes, changed into the slippers placed by the door, and walked slowly to the refrigerator in the kitchen, took out the meal that was cooked early in the morning, put some water in the pot, heated it, and then put the meal in to heat it up. As soon as it was hot, the dinner at six o'clock had already been digested without a trace.

Went to the desk and put down the schoolbag, took out the novel that Chen Nian secretly obtained for him, and flipped through a few pages. The novel was somewhat boring, and there was the sound of boiling water in the quiet environment. Foot to the kitchen.

The hot food came out of the pot, and he put his fingers on his ears to cool down when it was so hot, he picked up the rag hanging on the faucet and passed the cold water, and walked back to the desk with the plate through the rag.

Putting down the food, I reached for the novel on the bed, and the moment I opened my palm, I put it back, and opened the zipper of the backpack to take out the mp3.

Beethoven's piano music is played in the earphones, enjoying the fun of music in a quiet night, and enjoying a hot meal with a hungry stomach.

Recalling the pair of pupils just now, they were gray-blue.

"The other party's eyes look like a brother!"

The sliced ​​meat escaped and fell beside the vegetables, splashing a little vegetable juice.

"Tsk" he rubbed the paper towel, "Fortunately, it's black." The vegetable juice splashed onto the black autumn school uniform jacket, sighed helplessly, picked up the naughty piece of meat and put it in his mouth.

After eating, Jian Song threw the plate into the kitchen sink, dragged off his coat and walked into the toilet facing the kitchen.

10.

In college, the two always love to be together, Jian Song likes to hook Jian Zheng's shoulders, but Jian Zheng seems to be very resistant, even though he doesn't say anything, once Jian Song hits him, he will unconsciously frown.

Things can't always be hidden, and finally one day Jian Song discovered the abnormality.

In the evening, Jian Zheng finished his dinner in the cafeteria. Since he had no classes in the evening, he wanted to go back to the dormitory to rest and prepare for the next day's classes.

Jian Zheng opened and pressed the lock of the dormitory door, the door opened slightly, and a hand stretched out from inside, pulling him in.

With a "bang", the door of the dormitory was tightly closed, and he was also pushed against the door of the dormitory.

Jian Song stretched out his hand to tear off Jian Zheng's collar, and Jian Zheng quickly covered his shoulders.

"Brother, what are you hiding?" Jian Song tried hard to pull away his hand covering his shoulder.

"Let go of my hand." Jian Zheng clutched his shoulder tightly, even though the opponent's hand was really strong.

Since the beginning of school, Jian Zheng has never appeared in front of anyone shirtless. He wears a round-neck T-shirt 365 days a year, and the area below his neck has never seen the light.

Jian Song looked at the fierce eyes in front of him, couldn't help but let go, Jian Zheng pushed Jian Song away and dropped his backpack and went straight to the bathroom.

There is a simple curtain between the sink and the bathing area in the bathroom. There is a basket next to the hot water kettle on the sink. In the basket is a large bottle without a label. The bottle contains not shower gel but a bottle of medicine.

The medicine bottle is well hidden, because Jian Song never uses shower gel, but soap.

Jian Zheng took out the small medicine bottle from the bottle, unscrewed the lid of the medicine bottle through his clothes, poured out five or six pills, poured them down his throat, reached for the hot water bottle, poured out a little warm water and immediately He poured it into his mouth and swallowed the pill in his mouth.

The mental breakdown was controlled by drugs, and he raised his hand to look at the applicable symptoms "bipolar disorder, depression" on the medicine bottle

11.

Cheng Yu (sister Cheng Feng, aunt Jian Zheng) was holding two pieces of paper, one was the notice of early admission from the Chinese University of Hong Kong, and the other was the "Psychiatric Diagnosis Certificate of No. 1 Civilian Hospital in Guangzhou".

The report clearly states:

Patient: Jianzheng Age: 17 Test result: Bipolar disorder Type I Department: Psychiatry

"Families of patients should be mentally prepared. The prevalence rate of type I bipolar disorder is 0.6%. Although it is a very unfortunate thing, with the current medical technology, the best way is to control it with drugs." Speaking to Cheng Yu outside the ward of the emergency inpatient department of the psychiatric department, Jian Zheng who had just been sedated was lying on the bed in the ward.

"But, but, how could this disease happen to a child?" Cheng Yu pinched the medical certificate and looked at Jian Zheng, who was pale on the hospital bed.

"Actually, we suspect that the child has suffered from bipolar disorder at an early age. Maybe the child has been suppressing himself." The doctor put his hands in his pockets and looked at Jian Zheng on the hospital bed.

"This child has always been very lively, and he has never suddenly become irritable." Cheng Yu turned to look at the doctor, "Then is there any possibility for him to recover?"

"The younger you are, the more likely you are to be cured. It's too late to find out now, but the child is almost an adult, and the possibility of cure is greatly reduced." The doctor patiently explained, "Drug control is the best way, but the therapeutic effect Generally, if compulsory treatment is required, it may be aggravated, but now there is a drug in foreign countries that can treat it, and the price will be very expensive."

Cheng Yu: "How much?"

Doctor: "One piece costs tens of thousands."

"I'm dying!" Jian Zheng propped himself up on the bed and slowly sat up.

Cheng Yu walked over and sat beside him, while the doctor stood aside.

Cheng Yu: "We have money, so we won't feel uncomfortable after treatment."

Jian Zheng shook his head, "The money is left by grandma for your wedding, I can't use it."

Cheng Yu held his hand tenderly, "You brother Xu Tian is rich, I will leave mine to you."

"You keep it." He patted Cheng Yu's hand, looked at the doctor and said, "I choose drug control."

Cheng Yu shook his head, "You are obedient, you still have a long future." Cheng Yu took out the admission letter from the bag and put it in his hand, "Look, the admission letter from the university has arrived, you have to study hard, I I leave you my wedding money."

Jian Zheng shook off Cheng Yu's hand and closed the admission notice, "Let me calm down for a while."

Cheng Yu reluctantly pulled up the zipper and walked out.

The doctor sat on the chair, reached out and took the admission notice in Jian Zheng's hand and observed carefully, "The young man is a top student?!"

Jian Zheng nodded, "Doctor, can you convince her? I have savings, enough for me to control it with drugs."

The doctor raised his chin and smiled, "Your sister loves you."

"She's not my sister."

Doctor: "Oh?"

"She's my aunt." Jian Zheng looked at him and said.

"What about your mother?" The doctor spread out the admission notice and looked at the smiling ID photo on the notice.

"She left three years ago."

The doctor nodded slightly, "You look better when you smile." He pointed to the ID photo on the notice, "Drug control will prevent you from smiling again, are you sure?"

"I don't need to live, but I want to wait for someone." Jian Zheng turned his head and looked out the window.

"A person?" The doctor folded the notice and put it on his lap. "A person you like?"

"I lost him." Jian Zheng lowered his head with tears in his eyes.

"Boy?" The doctor looked at his side face and wiped away the tears for him.

"How do you know?" Jian Zheng looked up at the handsome young doctor.

The doctor rubbed his head, "My name is Fang Yi, and I'm a psychiatrist."

Jian Zheng: "Why don't you think the person I'm talking about is a girl?"

Fang Yi: "Because I also lost my boy."

Jian Zheng: "Will the boy you like be as gentle as you?"

Fang Yi nodded, "I was very happy when I was with him, but we were in an underground relationship. Later, he was discovered by his family that he was gay. You know, in this day and age, homosexuality is opposed by many people, but I think love Regardless of gender, you just love the person you love, you hold hands in the crowd, kiss in the crowd..." He paused, sighed and continued, "His family put him under house arrest, The family has money, so they invited those disgusting psychiatrists, saying that homosexuality is a disease that can be cured! He was tortured alive, and I wanted to see him, but my family blocked the door.

Once I climbed over the wall and entered their house, and entered the room where he was locked up. The room was very dark, and he was very afraid of the dark. When I entered, I felt that the floor was wet. When I took a closer look, I found that it was full of blood. I watched him stab into his arm with the pen I sent, and engraved my name. The blood was dyed the color of ink, and the bright red blood slowly appeared at the end. He wanted to reach out to stop him, but he pushed it away. up.

He doesn't recognize me anymore, he only remembers my name, I shouted his name frantically, he even forgot himself, he has no consciousness at all.

I hypnotized him, and he regained a little consciousness when he woke up, but within ten minutes his consciousness sank again.

Every time I went over the wall to find him, I hypnotized him once, and when he saw me, he hugged me tightly.

After I went there several times, his spirit has completely collapsed. I have used the most difficult hypnotism to wake him up, but I can never get out of that state. There is really no way, I can only let him fall asleep. Hold him in your arms.

A week later, the laboratory gave me a newly developed drug, which can temporarily restore the patient's will, and I went to him with this drug.

I put the medicine into his mouth, he woke up, he cried and looked at me, I was so distressed, I didn't want to make him feel so uncomfortable, so I helplessly hypnotized him and let him fall asleep in my arms.

In the end, he still couldn't make it through, and I received a call from his sister. At that moment, he stood on the roof of the building without railings.

I wanted to rush over to pull him down, but I heard him yelling, "Fang Yi, I don't want to live anymore, you can't come here, I want to say goodbye to you for the last time, I love you, you have to live well for me!" ’ He turned and jumped down with the smile we had when we first met.

I rushed over to grab his hand, he was already completely suspended, his sleeve slipped down, revealing my name, and his name was engraved next to it, it was red.

He looked at me and said with a smile, "Fang Yi, let go and live well for me." He shook off my hand suddenly and fell down like this.

10 floors, a full ten floors.

I rushed down, he was lying in a pool of blood