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Fu Guan sat on the rattan chair, staring fixedly at Wen Langxi's indifferent side face, as if the shocking words just now did not come from him.

He really wanted to get up and hug him, but felt abrupt, so he had to tightly hold the armrest of the rattan chair to vent his sympathy and indignation for Wen Langxi's experience.

At this moment, any language has become pale and lost any color. Wen Langxi was tortured by the past experiences, which cannot be healed by a single word, but needs to be healed with the rest of his life. .

At this time, Wen Langxi suddenly turned his head, looked into Fu Guan's eyes full of sympathy, the long and narrow pupils flickered, and asked casually, "Do you think I'm pitiful?"

Fu Guan slightly suppressed the distress in his eyes, his voice was suppressed very low, and after a while he said in a hoarse voice: "God treats you too unkindly."

Wen Langxi burst out laughing when he heard the words, "What does it have to do with heaven? Have you heard the sayings of past and present lives?"

"I've heard it, but I don't believe it." Fu Guan didn't understand why Wen Langxi suddenly laughed.

"When I was young, I met an old fortune teller. He said that I had committed sins in my previous life. If I don't want to be haunted by bad luck, I have to buy his talisman to avoid evil and stop evil. He said that the talisman can help me prevent disasters."

Fu Guan frowned when he heard the words, he obviously didn't believe what the fortune teller said, and asked, "You bought it?"

"of course not."

"Well, not..."

"It's just because the family has no money." Wen Langxi said with a smile: "The fortune teller costs 50, but how could my family spend so much money for a talisman at that time, so I didn't buy it."

After finishing speaking, he restrained his smile, looked at Fu Guan seriously, and after a long while slowly said in a low voice: "Brother Fu, if I had 50 yuan at that time and bought that Taoist talisman, tell me... I would not buy it now." Would it not be like this?"

These words were like a thorn, piercing through Fu Guan's heart in an instant, which was unexpected.

Fu Guan was at a loss for words for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

Are you saying that the Dao Talisman is not credible?Said that even if he didn't buy the talisman, he would still be like this?Or is it a pity that he didn't buy the Taoist talisman with 50 yuan at that time?

Fu Guan couldn't tell, no matter which of the above answers, it would be a deep blow and hurt to Wen Langxi.

The former will nail Wen Langxi's fate to the board, making him think he deserves it; the latter is even more absurd, 50 yuan can buy him a good life, but he still misses it.

Seeing that Fu Guan was silent, Wen Langxi didn't wait any longer. He turned his head and looked at the flower garden again. After a long time, he asked without any emotion: "What's for lunch today?"

Hearing this, Fu Guan was a little stunned, obviously he hadn't realized that this person's thoughts jumped out so quickly.

"Eat my homemade stir-fry?"

Fu Guan knew that this person was changing the subject, but he still obeyed him and said softly, "Okay."

The temperature gradually warmed up. During this period, Fu Huasheng came here twice, and the analysis of the results each time showed that Wen Langxi had improved a lot.

But Fu Guan really couldn't believe this result. Even though he was emotionally stable during this time and never made any drastic moves, he became more and more reticent, and sometimes he couldn't say a few words at the end of the day.

During this period, Fu Guan went back to the university once, and found an old professor he respected the most when he was in university.

When the two talked about the problem of BPD patients suddenly becoming taciturn, the old professor based on some descriptions and descriptions of Fu Guan, and finally made a preliminary judgment that there are three possibilities.

The first is that his BPD really improves, and his own personality changes accordingly. This is the most optimistic hypothesis at present.

The second is that he has a comorbidity, that is, he suffers from another mental illness in addition to BPD.

The third is that his BPD is becoming more and more serious, and he does not have a strong desire to survive and is good at disguising. He will not easily show his emotions in front of others. He may store these emotions in his heart. One day, a small thing will become the fuse of his collapse, causing him to release all the emotions that have been accumulated in his heart for a long time. At that time, he or his caregivers will suffer a lot. big damage.

These are the results Fu Guan got from the old professor. In fact, he can also consult Fu Huasheng, which is more convenient, but because he was poked at the center last time, he didn't mention it to him.

One day, when Fu Guan was sitting on the swing with Wen Langxi in the backyard, Xu Ji called suddenly.

I don't know if Fu Guan was on purpose or not, he turned on the loudspeaker, so both of them could hear the content on the phone.

Xu Ji said that he came to Wen's house this afternoon to find Fu Guan and brought Ruan Feng with him.

Ruan Feng is a classmate of Xu Ji University. He is a very white and big boy. He is very shy on weekdays and doesn't talk to people very much, but he is very close to Xu Ji. Although he still doesn't talk much, compared to other people Speaking of which, I laughed more when I was with Suki.

Because Xu Ji and Fu Guan are close, the relationship between Ruan Feng and Fu Guan is also very good. This time he is going to work in another city, so he wants to say goodbye to Fu Guan. He originally wanted to ask Fu Guan out, but After Suki found out, he stopped him.

Because of what happened last time, Xu Ji actually felt a little guilty towards Fu Guan and Wen Langxi, and at the same time, he became clearer that Wen Langxi needed Fu Guan's uninterrupted company, so this time, for convenience, he made an appointment directly at Wen's house. The first time I called Fu Guan, I mainly wanted to ask Wen Lang Xixi whether it was convenient for them to go to Wen's house.

"Of course." Wen Langxi whispered to Fu Guan after hearing Xu Ji's request.

Xu Ji and Ruan Feng were Wen's family who arrived at four o'clock in the afternoon.

Wen Langxi and those two were sitting in the living room, while Fu Guan went to the kitchen to get the fruit plate.

Because of what happened last time, as soon as Xu Ji sat down, he said to Wen Langxi: "Xiaoxi, last time I didn't entertain well, maybe I said something that shouldn't be said, are you okay?"

"It's okay, I was wrong too, I shouldn't treat you that way."

"No, you didn't mean it." Xu Ji said in a gentle tone.

While the two were talking, Ruan Feng, who was sitting next to Xu Ji, was always holding a glass of juice in his hand, sipping it with his head down, trying to reduce his sense of existence as much as possible.

Fu Guan had been going to the kitchen for quite some time, Xu Ji wanted to have a look, so he got up and went, and disappeared from Wen Langxi's sight.

In the living room, only Wen Langxi and Ruan Feng were left, and neither of them spoke. Ruan Feng lowered his head and drank the juice, his big black eyes occasionally secretly glanced at Wen Langxi.

Compared to Ruan Feng's cute little moves, Wen Langxi's side was very quiet, looking down at the back of his hand with protruding knuckles.

In fact, after Xu Ji left, Wen Langxi kept this posture, never changing, but the rise and fall of his chest became more and more obvious.

What are Xu Ji and Fu Guan doing in the kitchen... Why haven't they come out after such a long time... Are they talking things that I can't let myself listen to... Will Xu Ji touch Fu Guan...

These thoughts circled in Wen Langxi's mind faster and faster, and finally there was only one thought left, that is, whether Xu Ji would touch Fu Guan.

This thought made Wen Langxi breathe harder and harder, imagining the scene of Xu Ji touching Fu Guan in his heart, the more he thought about it, the more afraid he became, and the more afraid he became, the more jealous he became, finally, Wen Langxi stood up abruptly.

He couldn't take it anymore, he had to stop Xu Ji from meeting Fu Guan, not even a hair.

Just as he was about to rush to the kitchen with Ruan Feng's astonished expression, he saw two people walking over.

Fu Guan was holding a fruit plate in his hand. As soon as he entered the living room, he saw Wen Langxi standing beside the sofa, and couldn't help asking, "Langxi, why are you standing?"

Wen Langxi's thoughts were awakened by this familiar voice, and he looked expressionlessly at Xu Ji, who was one meter away from Fu Guan, before sitting down, and casually said: "I wanted to go to the kitchen to help you."

Hearing this, Fu Guan couldn't help but twitched his mouth, and said, "It's okay, Gang Xuji helped me cut some fruit, and it's ready, Fengfeng, I've prepared your favorite fruit for you, come and taste it. "

Seeing Fu Guan and Xu Ji approaching, Ruan Feng recovered from the shock just now, smiled sweetly at Fu Guan, and whispered in a soft voice: "Thank you, Xiao Guan."

At this time, Xu Ji had already sat beside Ruan Feng, and when he heard the man say thank you to Fu Guan, Xu Ji couldn't help hooking his lips, and said in a low voice: "You love fruits the most, but I just cut them, why are you wrong with me?" Say thank you?"

Hearing this, Ruan Feng blushed immediately, didn't even dare to look at Xu Ji, and said in a voice like a mosquito: "Thank you Brother Xu Ji..."

After hearing this, Fu Guan glanced at Xu Ji, "Stop bullying him, tease him every time we meet."

Several people talked briefly for a while, because Ruan Feng was on the plane ticket for the evening, so Xu Ji took Ruan Feng and left early. Fu Guan stood by the iron gate of Wen's house until he looked at Xu Ji's car. After disappearing from sight, he sighed softly, turned around and entered the door.

This change in Fu Guan's expression was clearly caught by Wen Langxi who was standing in the living room.

"Langxi, what do you want for dinner later?" Fu Guan said as soon as he entered the door.

Wen Langxi had already sat back on the sofa at this moment, his eyes were drooping, making it hard to see the emotion in his eyes, and he said slowly after a long while: "You must be a little tired after seeing your friends, go and rest for a while, I Go cook."