Chasing bamboo horses with games

The anxiety that Wen Shaoyou fell into self-doubt seemed to reach Lu Junqi, making him suddenly feel a little real.

After making the decision that night, his sense of anxiety has obviously eased a lot, so he doesn't need to worry too much about future changes, he just needs to take one step at a time and wait and see how it changes.

The next day, he also got up as usual to cook porridge for breakfast, and also made a lot of side dishes.Although the dialogue between the two has become less, the overall harmony is still there. For both of them, it can be regarded as a good beginning after the change of relationship. Everything is as usual, as if those hesitant and cowardly ideological struggles are just another big dream.

It's a pity that he often doesn't enjoy the treatment that he can understand when he wakes up, and he can't forget the scene in his dream, and he can even be confused and unable to distinguish reality from dreams.

When walking past the entertainment corner of the community in the afternoon, the camphor leaves were still rustling under the caress of the wind, bewitching him standing alone under the dark sky from time to time.The red leaves weighed a thousand catties, and fell in front of him. It was unknown whether it woke him up or made him more drowsy.

He bent down and picked up the leaf, looked at it for a long time before walking away, the children's slide behind him was still standing in place, looking much gloomy in the cloudy sky.After returning home, he sat blankly, until the clear leaf veins gradually blurred, and then he suddenly realized that he hadn't fallen asleep clearly. Where did the dream come from?

I don't know why and I am used to letting tears fall, and I fell into a deeper fog alone in the silence.He couldn't explain why, his mind suddenly became empty, and occasionally some thoughts flashed by, but he couldn't grasp them.When Ms. Wu came, he managed to have a clear understanding of his thoughts for a moment through her guidance, but as soon as she left, he fell into confusion again, and he couldn't even remember what the two of them talked about. This made him a little uneasy, and he always felt that this This situation seems familiar.

Unable to concentrate, he was staring at the computer in a daze. He didn't want Wen Shaoyou to think that his abnormality was caused by him, so he chose to avoid it, and worried that this avoiding behavior would hurt him, but he had no choice.The gust of wind seemed to have blown away most of his thinking ability. He couldn't guarantee that he could control his words and deeds, so he could only choose the safest method.

Day by day, insomnia, dizziness, inability to eat, vomiting... all kinds of problems came one after another, and I lost even the thought of caring for others.When I was awake, I tried to paint, but most of the manuscripts were waste, or I couldn't finish the painting at all.Occasionally, I thought that maybe I could go to the game to relax, but inexplicably, when I came back to my senses, I was already offline.Gradually, I could only force myself to eat and sleep with my remaining rationality.

For unknown reasons, even if he couldn't think, he kept hiding it from Wen Shaoyou until today.I have to admit that the moment he found himself vomiting when he came back suddenly, he was indeed relieved.

Now, he was right in front of him, reaching out to him, and he couldn't help but hold it.When his cold fingers touched the warm palm, he felt a little hot, as if he had finally stepped out of the wet and cold fog and approached the campfire.For a moment, he was at ease.

Wen Shaoyou hadn't gotten rid of his self-blame and anxiety, and stared blankly at the coldness that was completely different from himself in his hand.When he looked at Lu Junqi again, he was smiling and crying.

"Xiao Qi, what's the matter? Is there something uncomfortable?" He couldn't help but squeezed Lu Junqi's hand tightly, and asked him closer.

"No." Lu Junqi's throat hurt so hot that he could hardly speak.

Wen Shaoyou naturally heard that his voice was wrong, so he stopped him quickly: "Stop talking, I'll get you a glass of water."

"No need." Lu Junqi held him tight, afraid that if he let go, he would fall into that helpless situation again.

Wen Shaoyou sat next to him, took him into his arms, and accompanied him quietly without saying a word.

Lu Junqi actually calmed down very quickly, but he was still a little unconscious, or rather empty.Feeling relieved, but still not having a clear idea, she was drowsy, and fell asleep leaning against Wen Shaoyou not long after.

The light in the living room was flickering and flickering, but Wen Shaoyou didn't have the time to pay attention to how the sun and clouds fought in winter, and remorse hit him like a sea tide hitting a rock.He couldn't help thinking, if only he could hide his thoughts well before, he shouldn't be greedy, and he was extremely glad that Lu Junqi was still willing to rely on him.

He quietly sent a text message to Ms. Wu, and after explaining the current situation, asked her to make an appointment for Dr. Huo's outpatient clinic tomorrow. After receiving an affirmative answer, he put away his phone, hugged Lu Junqi and waited for him to wake up.

Time passed by, Lu Junqi fell into a deep sleep for more than two hours, and finally woke up in the cold.

"Wake up, do you want a drink?"

Lu Junqi nodded, and when Wen Shaoyou stood up, he couldn't help but hold him back.

Wen Shaoyou smiled at him, and patted the back of his hand lightly: "Just go to the kitchen and pour a glass of water, and wait for me."

Only then did Lu Junqi let go.

Wen Shaoyou returned from pouring water, put the cup on the coffee table, and sat back on the sofa.After thinking for a while, he took out his cell phone, called up the notepad, and wrote something before handing it to Lu Junqi beside him.

Your voice is wrong, probably hurt your throat, use this instead of speaking.

Lu Junqi looked at the black font size five, and nodded.

"Is there anything you want to tell me?"

Lu Junqi shook his head, then bowed his head to type again: Sorry, I made you worry.Why did you come back during the day today?what about work?

"Suddenly want to come back and take a look. The work has been arranged. Don't think too much. Have a good rest today. I have made an appointment for you to register. I will accompany you to see Dr. Huo tomorrow."

Lu Junqi frowned, and pressed the screen to make a sound even without a keyboard: I don't want to go to the hospital.

"You have to go." Wen Shaoyou said seriously, "Do you know how scared I am to see you when I come back? I said that if I stay and make you so stressed that you need to be hospitalized, you won't leave, but then It's just angry words, I can't see you like this, I just want you to be well."

"No. I'm not because of you..."

"type."

Lu Junqi's words were interrupted. Although he knew that Wen Shaoyou was worried about his sore throat, he was still a little dissatisfied.I buried my head and pressed the touch screen hard: It's not because of you, I suddenly became confused, unable to think, unable to do things, barely able to concentrate.At the beginning, I just couldn't sleep well, and then it became a vicious circle.

Looking at his stubborn look, Wen Shaoyou knew that he would not lie about this kind of thing, but he also knew in his heart that his choice was not clean. He felt that it had nothing to do with him, maybe he just didn't realize it.

"I'm not sure now, maybe it's better to really move out. I was thinking, what if you don't answer my calls after moving out. I'm busy with work, and it's impossible to run back and forth every day. If you don't answer My call, if you don’t reply to my message, then it’s really disconnected, and even if you talk every day, it’s not as good as being able to see you with your own eyes. That’s what I think, so I insist on staying. You hide I thought you needed time to adjust, but in the end, you became so sick under my nose that I didn't know whether it was right or wrong to stay."

Lu Junqi was a little panicked, he pursed his lips tightly, and pressed his upper and lower teeth against each other, not understanding why Wen Shaoyou brought up this question again.

At this time, I heard Wen Shaoyou continue to say: "But it's like this now, at least let me take care of you until your condition is stable, okay? After a while, your condition has improved, what should you do if it worsens due to negligence? I checked , Said that bipolar disorder is still possible to heal, let me help you? I don’t deny that I want you to respond to my feelings, but that is not important at all, even if you are not a lover, you can rely on friends.”

Lu Junqi did not agree with his words. For example, patients with bipolar disorder are prone to relapse after stopping the drug, and very few people really recover; for example, whether they can respond to his feelings is very important to me, and friends are not for hurting. .But he looked at him with a serious and sincere expression, and he couldn't say these words.

Finally, he nodded in embarrassment.

Wen Shaoyou seemed to breathe a sigh of relief: "I'll take you there tomorrow, let's rest today. You haven't finished your meal, do you want to eat now?" Seeing him shaking his head, he continued, "Then go back to the room first Go to sleep, I'll cook porridge for you at night, it's better to drink porridge if your throat hurts."

Lu Junqi showed a suspicious expression: "You?"

Wen Shaoyou smiled and ruffled his hair vigorously: "I still know how to cook porridge. Come on, let's go back to the room. It's rare to have a rest. I also want to catch up on sleep."

"I haven't finished my homework today."

"Don't draw anymore. It doesn't matter if you take a day off. It's more important to keep your spirit up. I'll tell A Miao for you." Seeing that Lu Junqi was not used to typing while he was talking, Wen Shaoyou stopped forcing him, grabbed the phone and gave it to A Miao directly. A Miao left a message, and then dragged him back to his room to sleep.

It is said to be sleeping, but in fact it is just chatting on the mobile phone instead of getting under the covers.

The trumpet guarded by the corpse: I haven't told you why I like you.In fact, I don't know when I fell in love with them. Ding Siji and the others always say that you are my little love, and that I must like you, otherwise I would never be so obsessed with you, and I can't even think about playing games.When I first realized it, I also felt that I was probably influenced by them, but after calming down and thinking about it, it really wasn't the case.

The trumpet who was guarded by the corpse: Playing the game was really impulsive, and there was no turning back when Ding Siji went to find his brother with my nonsense copywriting, was beaten up and came back with cash. I can go on this road all the time.The days of developing games are too hard. I don’t know if I really want to find you, or I use finding you through the game as the motivation to continue working. In their eyes, it seems like an obsession.

The trumpet of the corpse: I do n’t know when I like you. I ’m a kindergarten. I was bullied by the bad boy in the big class. When you helped me go to the result of being crying?Or a little older, you don't play on the computer while I'm reading, and after changing the mobile game, how about mute the phone?Or when I decided to study abroad and you told me to get out of here quickly but held me tight?It may also be that after the re-meeting, the gentle and harsh traits attracted me.

The trumpet guarded by the corpse: In short, although I struggled with the reason why I couldn't find the answer, I really fell in love with it.I'm very happy about that, and it's satisfying to be by your side.So, don't think about what you have and what you don't have anymore, there is no need to impose my feelings on yourself, not everything can find a definite reason, and there is nothing wrong with drifting slowly.Most importantly, I am content now.

"Ah."

Wen Shaoyou listened to the obviously nasal echo, looked at the same word "um" in the QQ message box, and threw the phone away with a smile.

"Hey, little Qi."

Lu Junqi also looked up at Wen Shaoyou.

"It's nothing, I just wanted to call you suddenly."

"Yes." Lu Junqi shrank back into the quilt and said, "Thank you."

"Thanks for what?"

Lu Junqi shook his head and stopped talking.Although there is still no clue in my mind now, it is really solid.Wen Shaoyou's usual attitude and straightforward words seemed to give him a reassurance.Although their current relationship is no longer purely friends, it will not develop in a worse direction anyway.Even though their feelings are different, they all cherish each other equally.

With such thoughts in mind, Lu Junqi gradually fell asleep, and did not wake up when night fell, because he did not dream, and fell asleep peacefully without knowing it.

Wen Shaoyou wrote the follow-up plot draft on the paper, turned his head to look at Lu Junqi from time to time, stretched his waist and continued to work.

The future, who knows what will happen?Good and bad, who should judge it?No matter how terrible the nightmare is, as long as you wake up, you can fade away.