The consequences of wearing a roommate's skirt by mistake

He and Song Qingran had a falling out. During the week of his business trip to Japan, the two of them were separated by only one county, and they hadn't met each other until he returned to China.

The print photos, commercials, various endorsements, and even movie resources that have been released to the public recently are all accumulated inventory. Even if he stops working, they will continue to be released in the next six months.All official social platform accounts are operating normally, and in the eyes of fans, he is still in the ascendant stage of his career.

That's enough for them to see, and no one really cares what kind of life he's actually leading.

Qin Lin said, "After he paid off all the bills, he left Qin Tao's nursing home expenses for one year, and handed over all the remaining money to the hotel. He finished all this year's work about a month ago, and has been keeping He never came out of that room. Occasionally I would send an assistant over there to bring him meals."

"Why does he stay in the hotel all the time?"

"If you want to go home, you can't go back. Zhou Ruisheng left him a legacy before he died. Now someone surnamed Zhou is paying attention. People are watching downstairs from his house and near Xiaochen's bar. Show up and you'll be found."

"Why." Wen Song passively accepted the information, and these three words filled his non-functioning brain.

"Does he want that inheritance too?"

"Is this a question of whether he wants it or not?" Qin Lin said, "You have met Qin Tan, and you still think he still has the strength to think about such things?"

"..."

He seems to have even given up thinking, obviously not equipped with the ability to deal with complex issues such as inheritance disputes.

Wen Song pursed his lips and said nothing.The iced Americano in front of him melted into a cup of diluted coffee, and the water vapor flowed along the wall of the cup onto the table, where he drew several forks with his fingertips.

"Any other questions?"

Qin Lin heard the unspeakable confusion from his silence, and said casually, "You probably still want to ask me why I don't care about him."

"I'm not doing charity, and I'm not his mother. It's all here now, and it's easier to send him to a mental hospital. It's not difficult to understand, right?"

"Well... I understand." Wen Song said.

He couldn't remember when he hung up the phone, and sat in a daze in the coffee shop all afternoon, feeling exhausted that couldn't be relieved by rest.So much so that when he remembered that he still had a trip to see a psychiatrist, the appointment time had already passed.

If I go now, I will be late no matter what.But for some reason, there was a strange impulse in his heart that he had to go, which supported him to push open the store door and wave for a taxi.

When he arrived at his destination, Duan Sisi was just off work.

"Are you Wen Song? It looks different from what you imagined."

"..." Wen Song stroked his hair.

"You're late, I just got off work."

She smiled kindly and warmly. "But if you want, we can have dinner together."

No matter what Wen Song thinks, he is in a state of confusion that needs to be enlightened. Listening to her talk about life principles and the like, the prepaid consultation fee will not be completely in vain.

But no matter what he didn't expect, this Doctor Duan spoke directly to the soul like Chu Chu, "How is Qin Tan recently?"

Wen Song only felt that his reaction was very slow today.After a long pause, he answered, "Who are you talking about...?"

"You do not know?"

Duan Sisi was slightly surprised, "I thought you came to me because of Qin Qin."

"It seems that I have to re-introduce myself. Qin Qin is one of my clients, and I have provided psychological counseling for him in the past few years."

"I was introduced by a friend."

Wen Song said, "But you are right, the reason for coming has something to do with Qin Qin."

Duan Sisi expressed her understanding, "Don't worry, this is very common. I often provide consultation services for patients and their families at the same time. Taking care of patients with bipolar disorder is not an easy task. Sometimes spending too much time with them will affect your own mentality. Influence."

"In this case, it is necessary to be aware and seek help. I usually recommend that you come to chat regularly. If there is a problem, it will help to find out in time.

"Actually, as Qin Qin's doctor and friend, I probably shouldn't say that. But as a reference for you, I hope you do what you can. After all, the most important thing is to be kind to yourself, isn't it?" "I understand. "

Wen Song nodded, and this time it was his turn to say, "Then Qin Tan...how is it now?"

"It's hard to say. It's been more than a month since we last met, and it's difficult for him to communicate."

She sighed almost inaudibly, "My job is to provide emotional counseling as an aid. The real treatment mainly relies on drugs. If he refuses to cooperate, it is impossible for him to get better."

"But doesn't he want to get better?"

Wen Song couldn't help but ask why.

Duan Sisi was silent for a few seconds, as if thinking about where to start to make it easier for him to understand.

"Qin Qin first had hallucinations in his freshman year of high school. At that time, he had an imaginary friend who was close to him and believed in him deeply.

"After being diagnosed, it took him nearly a year to return to normal life again. Maybe you think a year sounds too long, but I have to say, this is already a positive case. Because he is conscious Actively cooperate with treatment after realizing your own situation.

"This time the situation was more difficult because he was so dependent on the hallucinations that he would refuse treatment even when he was awake because he knew that the hallucinations would go away as soon as the situation improved. Just like before.

"I should be the first to notice that he was hallucinating again." Duan Sisi said, "Because our conversation had just ended at that time, he said, 'Wen Song is still waiting for me outside'."

Wen Song answered in a daze: "But I never accompanied him."

"I know. I followed him out to see, and the dictation and monitoring of the colleagues at the front desk can also prove that he came alone."

Duan Sisi said, "I speculate that there are some problems in the relationship between you. So he cherishes that 'Wen Song' very much, and doesn't want to be taken away after receiving treatment."

"..."

Wen Song opened his mouth but didn't make a sound. All the knowledge and experiences in his mind today were strung together into a path, which was clearly revealed.

Because of me.

His hallucination is me.

"Especially when I saw you, I think it is difficult for him to distinguish between reality and illusion now, and he may not be able to figure out which of you is the real existence."

Duan Sisi had a precise insight into his reaction, "When Qin Qin sees you, will he turn a blind eye intermittently?"

Wen Song nodded with difficulty.

"It's very similar to what I guessed. He thought he was seeing hallucinations, but at the same time he was reluctant to let the hallucinations disappear." Duan Sisi said helplessly, "If he continues to refuse to cooperate, maybe he can only rely on compulsory treatment."

mandatory treatment?Give him a shot of anesthesia and ship him to a mental hospital?

Wen Song's palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Is there no other way? The last time... the last time his hallucinations disappeared, did he just rely on the effect of drug treatment?"

"In reality, there is also help from friends. But I think it's because the status of 'friend' is replaceable, and it doesn't depend on anyone. At that time...his deskmate gave him a lot of help, besides There is also a netizen I know on Weibo, and we chatted very well."

"Weibo?"

"Yes. In order to make sure that his new friend didn't have hallucinations again, he specially brought it to me for confirmation. She is a very cute little girl. I still remember that her head is a small purple hand-painted flower."

"...what's it called?" Wen Song's breath became rapid, his voice was filled with unstoppable tremors, "that flower... no, what's that girl's name?"

"It's been so long, I don't remember much."

Duan Sisi thought for a while, saw him frantically took out his mobile phone, clicked on the Weibo homepage and passed it over, and said happily, "Ah, yes. This is it."

**

Nearly three years have passed since the first chat.

On this night, Wen Song dug out the chat records and read them one by one throughout the night.

How can there be such a person?

Who would call their trumpet their own special trumpet?

The night before we were officially together, in that convenience store, the text message that Qin Qin read out himself was kept as a love letter by him, and every time he read it, he would think it was an exaggerated expression.

I didn't understand until this moment that it was just a description of reality.

Even if I can't be by your side, I will continue to like you in a different way in a place where you can't see.Even if you don't need me anymore.

do you mean this?

Is that what it meant?

So many times I mentioned that I want to meet but I refused. It turned out that I left myself a way out.Greedy and cunning, even if they really broke up, they selfishly held the only connection between the two secretly in their hands.

Is it fun?

Wen Song watched him under the cover of the trumpet, persuading him repeatedly, "sadness is only temporary, and everything will pass", and he was still comforting his ex-boyfriend at three o'clock in the morning, "don't let an unworthy person drag you down, move forward."

Then he trapped himself in that dark room.

What are you thinking?

Everything becomes traceable.Wen Song looked at the chat bubbles of varying lengths and seemed to be able to guess his reaction at that time.When he was awake, he would send normal long sentences to chat smoothly. When he found himself unconscious, he would type over and over again and then cancel.

He accompanied him wishfully and cared silently.Even the person who was accompanied and cared for openly resented him and didn't care.

Until those companionship and care really achieved their purpose.

Until he is completely left behind.

The chat history turned to the end.It's the phrase "never see you again".

At that time, I really thought I would never see him again.Thought he was in a world full of light.

Wen Song held the phone and closed his eyes, the world seemed to be spinning, or maybe he was being sucked into a huge vortex.

You can still see Qin Tan's appearance when you close your eyes, just like countless nights before, Wen Song traced his outline in his mind.He is no longer the very powerful Qin Tan.He is not perfect, nor is he good. He is a careless brat. He drives everyone away after making a fool of himself. It seems that he can pretend that he has never done anything wrong by letting himself disappear. He really needs to be repaired and reeducated.

When the noon sun shone on his face, Wen Song was suddenly awakened, sat up and slowed down for a few seconds, quickly jumped out of bed, washed up and went out in a hurry.

The hotel is not far from the school.Half an hour later, he had already appeared at the front desk of the hotel, "Is the person in room 1202 still living?"

"Huh? 1202... yes, but today is the last night."

The customer service at the front desk was startled by his urgent tone, and quickly called up the record, "Tomorrow before twelve o'clock at noon..."

"It will continue until the end of the year." Wen Song said.

The elevator ascends slowly.He stood alone inside and breathed a sigh of relief, but felt that he was constantly falling.

It feels weird.

He didn't know when the time of tormenting each other like this would end, but even if there was no end, he didn't seem to feel afraid in his heart.

He was still very angry with Qin Tan, even more angry than when he came to quarrel yesterday.But he was so ingenious that he even packed a milk tea without ice on the way here.

Today, two lunches and a small handbag with the hospital logo were placed at the door of Room 1202.He had told in advance not to knock on the door when it was delivered, but Qin Qin hadn't opened the door to pick it up yet.

Wen Song knew that there was a high probability that he would throw away those medicines if he saw it.It is safer to take it yourself and then knock on the door.

Today is the pink head who plays the delivery guy.

Qin Qin opened the door and watched him slip into the room again.

The first time is raw and the second time is cooked.Wen Song didn't bother to say hello to those who pretended not to see him. He also pretended that he was a lump of air and floated into the room smoothly, put down his lunch, and began to study those strange pills.

The daily dose was written on the small bag containing the medicines. He compared the pills with the names of the medicines one by one, and put them in a small pile together with the vitamins in a small dish.

Qin Tan watched from the side, showing a tangled expression.

He couldn't figure out what this new symptom was, but he instinctively knew that those medicines were used to take Wen Song away, and even wanted to throw the medicine into the trash can while the pink head was not paying attention.

Wen Song noticed the little trick, opened his hand with a "snap", squinted sternly, "Go and wait on the sofa over there."

"..."

so fierce.

Qin Qin was not interested in food or medicine. After being chased away, he didn't look back, and nestled into the sofa chair in the corner with his precious jar.

After a while, Wen Song prepared everything, brought it to him on a tray, and arranged in an orderly manner, "Eat these first, and then eat."

Qin Qin refused to eat, because in the past Qin Lin always had people mix medicine into his food in an attempt to trick him into eating it.The rice is bitter, and the water is also bitter, and no one will like it if it is changed.

"As long as you eat these first, the meal will taste better. The drink is also sweet."

He explained patiently, "Then that 'Wen Song' might disappear. But this——will still be there."

He pointed to his face, with a slightly depressed expression.I didn't expect that one day I would compete with myself for favor.

Qin Tan looked at him for a while, then asked in a daze, "Why?"

This was the first time Wen Song heard his voice after half a semester.Like a different person.Because he hadn't spoken for a long time, his voice was low and hoarse, and the syllables he uttered were indistinct, and the good voice that originally sang love songs that stirred people's hearts was forcibly destroyed in his own hands.

Hearing people are about to start to get angry again.

"Because I'm a charity worker." Wen Song put the pill in his hand with a cold face.

"Because, when you wake up, I will be the first to beat you up."

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