There is light in the deep sea

Xie Wu's "secret base" is not a toilet on the high school campus, but it also has some ties to the campus—it is the Imperial College.

When the two arrived, it was obvious that they had missed the normal sightseeing time. Unexpectedly, Xie Wu had great powers and made a phone call. He acted coquettishly and babbled nonsense to the other end: "Uncle, I have a kid who has an exam tomorrow, let him Come soak up the fairy spirit of Wenquxing!"

Jiang Xichen listened and looked at himself in the mirror, he really looked like a candidate.

After a while, a little old man really came out of it, picked up the phone and went straight to their car.Xie Wu hurriedly opened the door and went down to meet him. Jiang Xichen heard him call "Uncle" flatteringly. The old man's stern face turned kindly and kindly. He looked at him, and then looked at Jiang Xichen who got out of the car.

"Just this kid?"

Jiang Xichen cooperated with the acting, stepped forward and bowed, followed Xie Wu and shouted: "Hi Uncle, I want to come to say goodbye. Thank you brother, you are so kind, just help me try."

The old man frowned slightly: "Why did you come at this hour?"

Xie Wu rushed to answer: "Students, are you not allowed to go to class during the day?"

"Just fool me!" The old man didn't believe that he meant it at all, but he still led them inside, nagging at Xie Wu while walking, "You boy, you don't even come to see me for a year or so. Just let me violate the rules once, forget it when I was young, I am already old, I have not made any progress, and I am still a big star!"

Xie Wu answered with a grin: "It's not a star, it's not a star, you're a busker!"

"Isn't he just a busker!" The old man glanced back at him, not politely.The three of them walked into the garden through the staff entrance. The old man looked at the old watch on his wrist and said, "Go shopping for half an hour and get the hell out," before leaving by himself.

Xie Wu obediently replied "Okay", and went to Piyong with Jiang Xichen.

As one of the main attractions of Guozijian, Piyong has its own characteristics.It is built on a high platform in the center of a prototype pool, with exquisite small bridges erected on all sides, connecting the temple and courtyard in the center of the water.The most attractive thing about the whole Biyong is the water pools around it. The beauty of the architecture and the beauty of the artistic conception come alive with this water.

Xie Wu stood on the small bridge, pointed to the pool, and said: "It's here. I lived in Jiaodaokou Hutong not far from here for two years in high school. At that time, I was often in a bad mood, and I liked to come here in the evening. Looking at the water and the yard, I feel calm and refreshed, and I can think about everything."

Jiang Xichen laughed: "You are in a bad mood, it can't be because you failed the exam, right?"

Xie Wu: "Occasionally there is this reason. The first time... the first time was really true. At that time, I just transferred to another school, and I failed the first exam. Don't mention how uncomfortable it is. I used to be a top student."

Jiang Xichen: "Scholarly bully reduced to exam drama academy?"

"What are you talking about, I like acting! It has nothing to do with studying, and my cultural achievements are good! Oh, I found—" Xie Wu turned to face Jiang Xichen, "Why are you so mean now? ?”

Jiang Xichen said: "The relationship is familiar."

Xie Wu was speechless, turned back and leaned against the railing.The evening scenery under clear weather is really good, and the atmosphere is also good.The two were speechless for a while, facing the pool water together, feeling this beautiful evening each.

After a long time, Xie Wu opened his mouth, talking about fifteen or sixteen years old in a gossip tone.How did the unreliable first love hurt my heart, why I changed schools, and why I couldn’t integrate into the new environment because of my identity and adolescent rebellious emotions. The only time I have to come here every day to do nothing can be regarded as peace and freedom... Speaking of it There is a strong taste of painful youth literature, earthy and sour.

Jiang Xichen listened quietly without interrupting.When he stopped, he raised his chin to Chizi, and said with a smile: "This pool of water has not heard you pouring out your youth's thoughts, right?"

"Yes." Xie Wute nodded seriously, "It's very useful."

Jiang Xichen turned his head to look at him, made a nasal "hmm", and said, "Then I'll talk to it too, little uncle, why don't you avoid it?"

Xie Wu listened, smiled happily, and clapped his hands: "You can do whatever you want, I'll go around." After saying that, he waved his hands and retreated to the yard, his eyes still fixed on Jiang Xichen, "There is really magical power here, really, do you believe it? I!"

That expression seemed to be a bit of a genuine feeling, whether he could convince others to believe it or not, anyway, he himself seemed to believe it.Jiang Xichen nodded with dignity, and watched him go away.

The entire Imperial College is nothing for him to visit, and it only takes a blink of an eye to stroll around.He walked slowly, thinking about leaving more time for Jiang Xichen.It doesn't matter whether the child believes him or not, it's always good to have an open mind and think about things quietly.

Recalling his depressed days, he often felt that if there was someone who comforted him with his heart and took him to relax, the world he saw in his eyes would definitely be different.

In fact, there is no need for a psychiatrist to teach him, he also knows that Jiang Xichen is paying enough attention to his needs.This dedication is like a rope hanging over a high cliff and abyss. Jiang Xichen needs to confirm that the rope is strong enough before he can step on it.

When he said this metaphor, the psychiatrist he found didn't think so, and he didn't agree with him to do this "crossing rope" at all.

"Good idea, but I would never advise an unprofessional person to rescue a patient, you may be dragged into the swamp with him, then both of you will suffer, and the situation will only get worse. Likewise, I never My patients are not encouraged to become dependent on others, no matter what their relationship to them is."

Xie Wu did not object to this opinion, but only asked: "Then you professional people, will you care about your patients?"

The doctor said: "We use our professional skills to help them."

Xie Wu: "What if your patients have seen through these professional skills, are familiar with the theories you use, and no longer accept their assistance?"

The doctor replied: "The reason why professional skills are professional skills is because they can grasp the patient's psychological laws to a high degree, and follow the correct laws to guide them, and they are more or less effective."

Xie Wu: "I'm sorry, I'm a bit of an idiot. To put it another way, which one do you think is more likely to have an effect on patients, a set of routines that have been seen through or a true heart?"

The doctor was silent.

Xie Wu insisted on his theory: "The Chinese cabbage grown in the vegetable garden will always taste different from the Chinese cabbage grown in a high-tech experiment box, right?"

The doctor did not refute this more abstract metaphor, but said: "Trying to be a person's pillar and salvation is dangerous. It doesn't matter whether the person has mental illness or not."

"I believe that I have figured out what he wants, as long as I can afford it, I will give it."

When he said this to the doctor, Xie Wu felt a sense of fullness in his heart, like cotton or clouds.On the one hand, he felt that he could support Jiang Xichen; on the other hand, he couldn't help but examine whether he was too naive, how could he still act like a reckless teenager who dared to believe that he could do whatever he wanted.

But he has an impulse.

He wanted to warm Jiang Xichen's heart by himself, and then drive away the desire to die in this little guy's head - he had read some of these patients' self-reports, and found that many of them were always "involuntarily thinking about life and death", "carrying Hopeful mood waiting to die", these thoughts linger, but it doesn't mean that they really don't want to live well, they just can't get rid of them.

He wanted to help Jiang Xichen drive them away.

However, driving away an invisible enemy is not an easy task.With great difficulty, he dragged the time past 10 minutes, reckoning in his heart that if Jiang Xichen had something to complain about, he would have finished complaining, so he returned to Piyong.

In the end, it turned out that Jiang Xichen was chatting happily with the old man who let them in.

Seeing him coming back, Jiang Xichen raised his hand to beckon: "You're back, uncle said we're about to time out, we should go."

The old man also turned his head, this time he had a completely loving face, and his expression was completely different from Jiang Xichen's words: "Today I will go home and stay here, or you can play for as long as you like. Xiaolin, you will Come back more often to see Uncle, maybe one day I won’t be here!”

Xie Wu wondered, Jiang Xichen chatted with this old man about what made him so happy, his mouth immediately seemed to be smeared with honey: "Uncle, you are much more energetic than my dad, my dad is going to be a hundred years old, you Hey, it's far away! I will bring your grandson to see you in the future!"

The old man didn't believe his words, and said, "Forget about the grandson, it's good if you bring more Xiao Jiang! You are a good apprentice, you understand history and architecture!"

Hearing this, Xie Wu was a little surprised, and looked at Jiang Xichen: "You still know history and architecture?"

"A blind reader." Jiang Xichen replied.

Xie Wu let out a "huh", and the three gossiped and walked out together.The old man lived nearby, and Xie Wu gave him a ride along the way.After seeing off people, it was already dark and it was time for dinner.

The two then drove around the neighborhood and found a restaurant with good privacy for dinner.When they were alone, they all chatted about work one after another, one talked about the layout of the theater, and the other talked about anecdotes about the school, but no one mentioned the characters and content of "Low Temperature", and Xie Wu didn't ask about it just now. Did Jiang Xichen really confide in that pool of clear water?

And Jiang Xichen looked happy, but it made people wonder what his state was like.Xie Wu weighed his "crossing rope" and sighed secretly, it's really a long way.

The next day was Jiang Xichen's last day at school.He only went for one morning and returned to the theater in the afternoon.As soon as I entered the gate of the theater, I met Director Ding.

Holding a big water glass, the old cadre strode towards him, with a usual smile on his face: "I was going to talk to Xiao Xie about something, and you just came, so I can save a few steps. You can follow me for me." He told other actors that the poster for "Low Temperature" will be filmed tomorrow, and let everyone take time to cooperate."

Jiang Xichen was slightly taken aback when he heard this: "So fast?"

Director Ding said: "Isn't it because of you? When a new play is released, it will be very popular! Shooting posters early is also a reward for your fans!"

Jiang Xichen nodded and agreed, "Okay, I'll tell everyone."

Director Ding habitually praised him a few words about young talents, and then walked away.Jiang Xichen stood there for a while, looked towards Hall 2, and finally made a decision.