his fangs

The sound of the rain became stronger and stronger, and the bean-sized raindrops fell densely from the dark sky like pearls with broken strings.

The wind howls, the thunder rumbles.

The rain stars fell on the windowpanes, shattered, and formed tiny water droplets that slowly slid down, one by one.

"Where are you going?" Sensing a movement around him, Shao Dihua asked casually.

Tang Bai pointed and laughed, "Toilet, do you want to go?"

Shao Dihua rolled his eyes, didn't bother to talk to him anymore, turned over a page of scratch paper and continued to make the test paper.

Tang Bai raised his eyebrows and looked at Zeng Yang. The latter looked at Zhou Xin who was sleeping soundly while doing exercises, and said, "Hurry up and get out."

Tang Bai left with a grunt.

Shao Dihua raised his head and said, "Is he okay?"

Zeng Yang knew who he was asking.

Looking at the people beside him, he shook his head and said after a while, "I don't know."

Shao Dihua was surprised.

Zeng Yang stopped writing and scratched his hair. At this moment, the full number of numbers made him feel unreasonably irritable. He sighed and repeated, "I don't know."

The tone was full of depression and anxiety.

"Don't worry." Shao Dihua looked at him.

"..." Zeng Yang put down his pen, wiped his face, put his palms together on his lips, looked at the water drops falling from the glass surface in front of him, his eyes were faintly red.

Yes, don't be in a hurry, what can he be in a hurry.

Shao Dihua couldn't bear it, sighed and said: "It will be fine."

Zeng Yang wanted to find some comfort from this indefinite sentence, but he knew that the excuse he made might be broken by something one day.

"He sleeps more and more frequently and for longer periods of time. I'm afraid that one day he won't wake up again." Zeng Yang said suddenly in a low voice.

Shao Dihua was taken aback, and pursed his lips tightly.

There was a low noise in the classroom, and no one could hear what they were saying.

Zeng Yang leaned back, remained silent, and then looked at Shao Dihua, "The doctor said that his symptoms are not serious. I was able to control his sleep time before, and I kept an eye on him every moment to prevent him from falling into some kind of psychology……"

Shao Dihua looked at the sleeping Zhou Xin.

"But recently," Zeng Yang stared down at the table, hiding the bewilderment and pain in his eyes, "he may not realize that his sleep time is becoming more and more out of control. After falling asleep, in the afternoon and evening, as long as it is rest time, it seems that I can fall asleep anytime and anywhere, and never wake up again."

"But I don't know what else I can do this time, the doctor said they couldn't find a reason why he was like this."

His voice is clear and sweet, and when he speaks softly, it seems that the whole ear, from the blood vessels to the heart, will soften, and one will be intoxicated by his words.

So now, Shao Dihua could easily feel the pain he suppressed from his words.

"They suggested that Zhou Zhou take medicine, but I don't want to." Zeng Yang said, reaching out and gently stroked the right corner of Fuzhou's mouth exposed between the crooks of his new arms. There was a small black mole nearly an inch below it.

"Why?" Shao Dihua asked.

"This kind of disease is treated with medicine only when it is serious." Zeng Yang murmured, "I have taken care of him carefully for three years, so many days have passed, how could something go wrong."

"...Zeng Yang." Shao Dihua sighed, "Disease treatment will always be unpredictable, let alone a long-term one like Zhouxin."

Zeng Yang didn't speak.

Shao Dihua couldn't speak again for a moment.He and Zeng Yang's brothers who have been together for more than ten years, if they just say some comforting words, then what's the point of this "brother", but he really can't help much. Zeng Yang must have asked.

"Why don't you go abroad to see?" After a long while, he choked out such a sentence.

Zeng Yang was silent for a long time, and said, "Let's talk about it."

Shao Dihua said: "If you need help, you are welcome."

Zeng Yang smiled and nodded, "Of course."

"When did he start acting like this?" Shao Dihua asked again.

"Last Thursday." Zeng Yang said.

"But he was sober during class."

"It's because of this that I don't let him take medicine." Zeng Yang said in a low voice, "Patients with narcolepsy can feel sleepy regardless of the occasion, and they want to fall asleep irresistibly to varying degrees, but Zhou Zhou doesn't. , he can restrain himself from falling asleep during class, and only wants to fall asleep when class is over or after school."

"He can control himself in class, so you think his illness is not as serious as the doctor said?" Shao Dihua was puzzled, "He has always been like this, hasn't he?"

"Except for the moment when he first got sick, he never fell asleep in class at the beginning of high school." Zeng Yang nodded, "In the past three days, he never fell asleep in class even once."

"He couldn't control it before?"

Zeng Yang shook his head, "At that time, he would really fall asleep anytime and anywhere."

Shao Dihua said: "Is it possible that he controlled too much in class before and caused too much pressure on his body, so now he is more lethargic on weekends?"

Zeng Yang paused, then shook his head, "I thought so too, but I don't think it's right."

Shao Dihua said, "What's wrong?"

Zeng Yang said: "Doctors have always told me that people with narcolepsy can never resist the desire to fall asleep, and there are no exceptions so far."

Shao Dihua was surprised, "What about Zhouxin?"

Hearing this, Zeng Yang was silent for a while.

"So, is he normal or not?" Shao Dihua was confused.

Zeng Yang pursed his lips.

"What is normal?" Zhou Xin's voice suddenly sounded.

Zeng Yang immediately shrank his fingers and sat upright.

In a daze, there was a slight touch from the corner of his mouth, Zhou Xin half-opened his eyes and looked at Zeng Yang, "What are you doing?"

Zeng Yang: "Doing homework."

The person concerned woke up, so the conversation couldn't continue, so Shao Dihua had no choice but to shut up and continue doing his homework silently.

"Did you touch my lips just now?" Zhou Xin asked.

"No." Zeng Yang replied, then suddenly stretched out his hand and wiped Zhou Xin's pale lips, "Now I have touched it."

Zhou Xin: "..."

Shao Dihua: "..."

Shao Dihua silently took out his earphones, listened to the pure music and concentrated on doing the test paper.

"Where's Tang Bai?" Zhou Xin asked.

The two stopped writing at the same time, raised their heads, and looked at each other.

That's right, where is Tang Bai?

It's been more than ten minutes. Lost on the toilet?

Zhou Xin: "Did you go to the toilet? Why don't you talk?"

Anyway, you can't get out of the teaching building wherever you go, so it should be fine.

So Zeng Yang replied: "Go to the toilet."

Zhou Xin took out the test paper and opened it: "I feel like I've slept for a long time and haven't come back yet?"

Shao Dihua replied: "It's possible that the mobile phone fell into a pit while playing."

Zhou Xin thought for a while: "That's right."

Zeng Yang: "..."

...

Tang Bai didn't play with his phone, nor did he fall into the pit.

At this moment, he was standing at the door of the men's toilet, staring dumbfounded at the lawn not far away.

Thunder and lightning flashed in the night sky, and the wind was blowing.

Tang Bai opened his mouth wide, the sound of heavy rain falling on his ears was very quiet, only the two wrestling figures not far away made his eyeballs roll.

He took two steps slowly and stopped by the handrail in the corridor.

blah-

A bolt of lightning struck down, suddenly illuminating half of the night sky, and also showed his figure in the light like day.

In an instant, a pair of sharp, eagle-like dark eyes looked over from the rain, and the remaining white light of the lightning flashed across his darkened pupils, like a cold blade—the sight was firmly fixed on Tang's eyes. On Bai Jianjian's figure, he slowly came into view.

The author has something to say: the information is limited, and I did not complicate the setting of this disease, so it will not be a problem.

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