I want to have a relationship with you

Su Jingming didn't know when he came to the hospital. The nurse pierced the skin on his arm with a cold needle. He didn't even frown, and he didn't even respond.

Wen Yan stood aside silently, watching the doctor check various indicators on Su Jingming.

Finally, she raised her head and said to Wen Yan, "You are..."

"I'm his...friend." Wen Yan lost some strength when he said this, "How is he?"

"There is no problem in all aspects of the body, but the psychology." The doctor tapped his temples with his fingers a few times, "Here, I am stimulated, and I will not recover in a short time."

"How long will it take to keep it safe?"

"I don't know. We can't make a conclusion until the psychiatrist sees it." The doctor paused, "His mother..."

Before he finished speaking, there was a knock on the door of the ward, and a policewoman in uniform walked in.

"Su Jingming's mother is here."

Cheng Hui almost rushed into the ward, and saw Su Jingming half-sitting on the hospital bed, his eyes glazed over.She tried her best to suppress her crying, and reached out to touch the top of Su Jingming's head, "...Jingming."

Su Jingming didn't respond.

The female policewoman on the side rarely saw such a scene, and her eyes were red for a while.She took a few deep breaths and looked at the boy in the gray school uniform.

She coughed twice, walked to Wen Yan's side and lowered her voice, "Student, come out with me."

Wen Yan took a worried look at the situation in the ward, and followed the policewoman outside.

The policewoman looked Wen Yan up and down, and asked abruptly, "What's your relationship with Su Jingming?"

After the policewoman asked, she realized that her tone was too harsh. The other party was just a child. She just wanted to soften her voice and asked again.

"I'm his boyfriend." Wen Yan replied calmly, his eyes were calm, without a trace of timidity.

The policewoman didn't expect Wen Yan to admit so generously. She took out an envelope from her pocket, which contained many photos, and took out a photo from it.

"Look, is this you and Su Jingming?"

Wen Yan looked down, and the picture in the policewoman's hand was the scene of him kissing Su Jingming's neck.He rolled his Adam's apple a few times and asked, "Where did you get this photo?"

The policewoman hesitated for a moment, but still answered truthfully: "In the living room of Su Jingming's house."

"We found out that Su Qicheng had schizophrenia and committed domestic violence against Su Jingming for nine years. I wonder if Su Jingming mentioned this to you?"

"...No." Wen Yan's throat choked.

"No? The relationship between you and Su Jingming is unusual, so he didn't tell you anything?" The policewoman frowned, and even her tone became cold.

After hearing this, Wen Yan slowly raised his eyes and met the policewoman's eyes.

"He never said that to me."

The policewoman didn't seem to believe it, she looked up and down suspiciously.Wen Yan sneered: "He's not the kind of person to show weakness."

"..." The policewoman continued, "Then, have you noticed any abnormalities in Su Jingming's behavior during this period?"

Wen Yan's eyes turned cold suddenly, the policewoman swallowed silently, and he asked lightly, "What do you mean by asking that?"

The policewoman pursed her lips and said in a low voice, "This disease...may be hereditary, so..."

"So you want to ask if Su Jingming is mentally ill and has done some unreasonable things that caused his father to commit suicide by jumping off a building?" Wen Yan chuckled, "Su Jingming seldom goes home, and his grades in school are among the best. Act and talk like normal people, police officer, are you satisfied with my answer?"

Wen Yan put his hands behind his back, his palms were unusually hot, and he rubbed his index finger and thumb back and forth a few times.The policewoman tried to see a trace of lying in Wen Yan's eyes. After a moment of silence, the policewoman sighed, "It's really hard for you children to understand."

Wen Yan raised his eyebrows irrefutably, he agreed with this sentence.

The policewoman said again: "Then do you have a reasonable explanation for this photo?"

"The reasonable explanation is that someone secretly took pictures, but we don't know why it was taken by Su Jingming's father." Wen Yan's brows and eyes were a little impatient, and his heart was filled with many negative emotions.

Just as the policewoman was about to ask some more questions, the doctor and nurse came out of the ward and saw the two of them standing at the door of the ward with serious expressions.

The doctor suddenly thought of something, "You and he came together and witnessed it together, have you been..."

Wen Yan shook his head, "No."

The doctor was somewhat puzzled. The boy in front of him looked young, but he was very stable.Still worried, he said, "If you have any psychological discomfort, you should come to the hospital in time."

Wen Yan nodded, turned sideways to make way for the doctors and nurses, and after watching the group leave, Wen Yan immediately walked into the ward again.

Su Jingming was already asleep, and Cheng Hui was sitting beside the bed crying softly. Sensing someone behind her, she quickly wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and asked softly, "Are you..."

"Hello, Auntie, I'm Wen Yan." Wen Yan's voice was very hoarse, he was silent for a few seconds, and then said: "When uncle had an accident, I was with Su Jingming."

Wen Yan felt that it was a very long day, and he didn't realize it until the sunset. He forgot to ask Zhou Hong for leave.

Su Jingming's home is near the No. [-] Middle School, so Zhou Hong can somewhat know about such a big event.

After thinking about it, Wen Yan still didn't call Zhou Hong, but sent a message to explain the current situation.

After a while, Zhou Hong immediately called back.

"Wen Yan, is what you said true?"

"Yes."

"Then Su Jingming..."

"Teacher Zhou, I want to accompany him for a while."

Wen Yan was sitting on a bench in the garden, holding his school uniform jacket in his hand. The afterglow of the setting sun elongated his figure, and half of his face was reflected by the afterglow, making him look a bit lonely.

Zhou Hong sighed on the other end of the phone, and said a few gentle words before hanging up the phone.

Wen Yan held the phone in his hand, and he sat there paralyzed as if all his strength had been drained.

The evening wind blew the broken hair on his forehead into a mess, and even though his feet were on the ground, he didn't feel the slightest sense of reality.

It was hard for him to imagine what Su Jingming would look like when he woke up. He would rather Su Jingming make a scene than keep silent.

I heard the policewoman say that Su Jingming was abused by Su Qicheng for nine years.At that moment, Wen Yan felt that his heart was about to burst in pain, which was an unprecedented feeling.

It was as if someone dug out his heart and threw it into a boiling oil pan.

It hurts too much.

He forgot to breathe in pain.

Forget all instincts.

He couldn't imagine what Su Jingming's childhood was like.

How did he survive these nine years?

He suddenly understood why he was so obsessed with the light in the world.

I also understand why Su Jingming wears a pair of huge glasses to hide himself.

Whenever I think of Su Jingming's eyes looking at me full of hope, full of anticipation, and cautious.

Occasional awkward words between words to express their emotions.

Wen Yan didn't dare to think about it.

His little heroes are real heroes.

The more Wen Yan wanted to breathe, the heavier his breathing became. He clenched his hands into fists, and the phone in his palm seemed to want to crush it.

I dare not think about it.

I really dare not think about it.

Afraid that he could not control his emotions, he rushed to Su Jingming's hospital bed to ask him.

why did not you tell me?

Why choose to forgive.

Wen Yan slowly raised his eyes, the gradually reddened eye sockets gradually became strange under the reflection of the setting sun.

Just as Wen Yan calmed down his emotions, the phone in his palm vibrated crazily.

It was Su Jingming's call.

Just connected.

An almost crying voice came from the other end of the phone: "Little monster, where have you been..."

In a strong heart, the defense will be broken at this moment.