My Underachieving Seatmate Doesn't Need Any Comforting

He tried his best to stabilize his trembling hands, and it took a long while before he sent out a message——

"Staying up late again?"

He Shen didn't seem to expect that he would call him back, but actually sent a voice call.

Qiao Shao was stunned for a moment, and when he recovered, he was already connected.

He Shen's voice came from the microphone to his ears: "Don't sleep in on weekends? I can't wake you up."

Contrary to the indecentness in the dialog box, his deep voice is actually more soothing than the music floating in the room.

Qiao Shao said, "I..."

After only one word, he choked up.

Inexplicable emotions filled his chest, and at this moment he seemed to be standing on a dividing line.

There is an endless abyss behind, and a bright light ahead.

He really wanted to step over, but his feet were fixed in place and he couldn't move.

He Shen's voice was a little nervous: "What's wrong?"

He heard Qiao Shao's trembling voice and his crying.

Qiao Shao was speechless, but he was not willing to hang up the call.

He Shen asked him, "Is your dad drinking again?"

Qiao Shao knew he had misunderstood, but he couldn't explain it.

He Shen said again: "Your home is..." He paused for a while, but didn't continue to ask, and changed his words, "You take a taxi and come to me, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Qiao Shao finally found his voice: "No need."

He Shen spoke almost at the same time as him, and added: "Don't worry, the taxi can pay you when it arrives, you just have to come here."

He caringly considered that Qiao Shao might not have any money on him and could not take a taxi.

Qiao Shao's heart felt hot, and hot blood flowed all over his body. He seemed to be pulled hard by someone, and he got rid of the abyss of fear.

His voice calmed down a bit: "My dad didn't drink."

He Shen was obviously relieved: "What happened then?"

Qiao Shao bent his lips: "I will tell you by typing."

After speaking, he hung up the call and edited in the WeChat dialog box for a while.

After typing, he stared at it for a while, then closed his eyes and sent it out.

He Shen stared at it without blinking. He thought a lot, such as taking care of the hangover father with the child, being exhausted until dawn, full of grievances and having nothing to say, he could only choke up alone...

Then he saw the message from Qiao Shao——

Qiao Shao: The first day I couldn’t see He Shenshen, I missed him T^T

He Shen: "!"

Qiao Shao regretted it after posting it!

Crazy, crazy, why did he go crazy with He Shen!

He Shen called again.

Qiao Shao didn't want to answer, so he hung up directly!

He Shen called again, Qiao Shao was decisive again, He Shen called again, Qiao Shao...

"What are you doing!" Qiao Shao became angry from embarrassment.

There was no movement on the other end of the phone, and Qiao Shao's hands holding the phone were sweating profusely.

After about two or three seconds, a burst of low laughter came from the microphone, and Qiao Shao almost lost his grip on the phone!

This person's voice... is electrified!

He Shen has never been so happy, as happy as if seeing this world for the first time.

"So..." He asked Qiao Shao softly, "Do you think I want to cry?"

Qiao Shao: "........."

With a snap, cut off the call!

This word is not wrong, it was so hard that my fingers were almost broken!

Qiao Shao strode back to the house and buried himself under the quilt.

He shouldn't talk to him!

After the heat from his ears faded, Qiao Shao touched the phone back.

He regretted it at one glance, and regretted it even more at two glances until his intestines turned green.

Timeout!

Can't withdraw!

It's all He Shen's fault for talking to him!

At this time, He Shen sent another sentence: "Call me if you have anything to do."

Qiao Shao didn't see it.

He Shen sent again: "If you really miss me, you can come to me."

Qiao Shao sent them two words: "Goodbye!"

He Shen replied: mua! (*╯3╰).

Qiao Shao threw away the phone again!

He buried himself in the quilt for a while, and couldn't help but fumbled for the phone again.

He clicked on the chat records of the two of them and scrolled up one by one.

I don’t know if I don’t turn it over, I’m startled when I turn it over.

They talked a lot...

There are dozens of them every day.

Do normal friends talk so much?

Qiao Shao's heart trembled when he saw it, but there was no one to ask.

But he also has other friends—

For example, Chen told Song Yixu, Wei Jiayu, and Xie Kai that he could barely be a school bully.

Qiao Shao opened the chat records of these people one by one.

Ok……

Five, three, two, one, zero...

Look at the countless messages between me and He Shen...

Qiao Shao buried his head in the quilt again.

When eating in the morning, Qiao Shao was absent-minded, and Qiao Zongmin didn't think too much.

Qiao Shao always gets nervous every time he wants to see a psychiatrist.

After all, it is to uncover the rotten scars, even if it is to heal, pain is indispensable.

However, this time Qiao Shao is really not because he is about to meet Dr. Zhang...

But the reason.

He can't say it either!

Around ten o'clock, Qiao Shao saw Dr. Zhang.

Qiao Shao felt amazing every time he saw him.

Time doesn't seem to have left too many marks on this person. He is six or seven years older than Da Qiao, but he looks only in his early thirties.

Dressed casually and wearing rimless glasses, a pair of dark eyes behind the lenses resemble the vast night sky, encompassing the stars and covering the earth without leaving any sense of oppression.

Qiao Shao smiled at him: "Dr. Zhang, hello."

Zhang Guanting also bent his lips, his voice was like a harp being plucked by a beautiful angel, and he said softly, "Hello."

Qiao Zongmin won't stay in the consultation room, he has a worry that can't be hidden no matter how hard he brows: "I'm going out first."

Qiao Shao comforted him with a smile: "Yes!"

Zhang Guanting looked at his smile, and asked naturally after the door was closed: "Do you have new friends?"

"Well," Qiao Shao breathed out, and explained everything he had encountered these days in detail.

He is used to this way of communication.

In the previous six months of treatment, Qiao Shao had been confiding well.

He didn't want to resist treatment, he wanted recovery more than anyone else, because he didn't want people around him to worry about him.

Zhang Guanting listened attentively, and only spoke occasionally, and what he gave was approval and approval.

There is no doubt that it is comfortable to talk to him, Qiao Shao thought while talking, only feeling that the past two months or so have been full of happiness.

He talked about reports, about Wei Jiayu and Lou Xiao...

In the end, it was inevitable to talk about He Shen.

Talking and talking...

Qiao Shao looked at Zhang Guanting with some anxiety.

He knew how powerful this man was, and he could always see through his thoughts at a glance.

Zhang Guanting smiled: "It's okay."

He only said these two words, and Qiao Shao knew that he had seen it.

His cheeks were flushed, a little embarrassed.

Zhang Guanting reassured him: "This is human nature, there is no need to contradict it."

Qiao Shao's face became even hotter, and he said softly, "Can you not tell my dad about this?"

Zhang Guanting said: "I won't say anything you don't want me to say."

This Qiao Shao is at ease.

Zhang Guanting didn't coax him, but really respected him.

It is also because of this respect that he will tell him everything about himself.

Qiao Shao remembered something again, he said: "By the way, I had a memory before..."

Zhang Guanting asked, "What?"

Qiao Shao told the story: "I don't know why I suddenly remembered that I went to Xie's house with my father."

In fact, their family had almost no contact with the Xie family, and Qiao Shao never knew anyone from the Xie family.

Zhang Guanting asked again: "Is this memory from when He Shen was around?"

Qiao Shao felt uncomfortable when he heard He Shen's name, but this is an important treatment, and he was still awkward with his little thoughts, so he nodded: "Yeah."

Zhang Guanting thought for a while, and when he looked up again, he looked into Qiao Shao's eyes: "Do you want to try this time?"

Qiao Shao's back straightened instantly.

Zhang Guanting said softly, "Don't force yourself."

Qiao Shao clenched his fists and pursed his thin lips, but he said firmly, "I want to try."

He wanted to try it, even if that fear was still rooted in his bones, he wanted to see it.

It is useless to escape, he wants to retrieve the lost memory.

This is the only way to recover.

Zhang Guanting said: "Then let's try."

Qiao Zongmin was pacing back and forth outside, his restless appearance surprised everyone who was familiar with him.

Fifteen and six minutes later, Zhang Guanting came out.

He took off his glasses, pinched his temples and said, "I'm still very resistant. Once I enter deep hypnosis, I will twitch and convulse."

Qiao Zongmin's face paled a little: "Compared to before..."

Zhang Guanting said: "It's much better than before."

Qiao Zongmin breathed a sigh of relief and entered the consultation room.

Qiao Shao fell asleep in the chair, his eyelashes were wet, tears fell down his cheeks, and he cried silently.

Qiao Zongmin only took one look, and his heart felt as if it had been smashed into pieces, the pain was unbearable.

"It's all my fault," Qiao Zongmin's strong shoulders collapsed, "I didn't protect him well."

Zhang Guanting said softly: "Let's come out to chat and let him rest for a while."

Qiao Zongmin followed Zhang Guanting out, and the two sat down outside. The father looked more like a patient than the child inside to some extent.

Indeed, they lost loved ones at the same time and were equally traumatized.

It's just that one is still a young child, but the other has already shouldered countless responsibilities.

Zhang Guanting poured him a glass of water.

Qiao Zongmin said hoarsely: "Dr. Zhang, can't he forget the past forever?"

Zhang Guanting said: "There will be no problem in a short time, and his current mental state is very good."

Qiao Zongmin understood what he said: "In the future..."

Zhang Guanting made an analogy: "The memory of the past is like a tree root buried in the ground. If you never look at it, it will not affect the growth of the tree. But if the root is attacked by insects and you choose to ignore it, the tree will eventually wither."

Qiao Zongmin closed his eyes and said, "He can't even face the word mother, and he still dare not take a step up to the third floor."

The third floor belongs to the wife, where everything related to her is kept.

But since Qiao Shao came home, he never took a step up.

"He couldn't even face his mother, so how could he face that year..."

Qiao Zongmin felt a tingling pain in his chest when he thought of this.

Zhang Guanting said: "I think the year he was kidnapped had less impact on him than his mother's death."

Qiao Zongmin was startled, his internal organs were all lumped together: "Yes, he loves her so much."

Zhang Guanting couldn't go on talking.

It was cruel to the man in front of him.

Although the patient is Qiao Shao, Qiao Zongmin also needs systematic treatment.

It's just that this man refused to accept it, and all he could do was to give him a certain degree of mental relief while treating his son.

"Take your time," Zhang Guanting said, "At present, going to East District High School is the right choice. It is a good start for him to step out of the existing environment and meet new friends."

The author has something to say: Spoiler alert, Shao Shao did not suffer any physical injuries, but her mental problems were serious.

But they will be coaxed by He Tiantian!

Well, if we can't coax him well, we'll kill the old bastard!

See you tomorrow~