Tiandi Baiju

The cause was in the middle of the night.

Zhou Luoyang discovered that Du Jing hadn't posted Weibo on the trumpet for nearly half a month. Whether it was good or bad, he couldn't tell.

Was the voyeurism discovered by Du Jing?Zhou Luoyang knew that this kind of behavior was very bad. After all, peeking at his roommate's self-narration like a diary was suspected of violating privacy.Several times, he wanted to give up and never open that page again, but sometimes when he saw Du Jing occasionally sitting in a daze thinking about something, he was really worried.

Zhou Luoyang has not been a person with too much curiosity since he was a child, and he didn't have the slightest curiosity when he discovered this trumpet. At first, he was just frightened by the phrase "I want to die more and more".

After winter, the weather is getting colder and colder, and East China has ushered in a large-scale cooling.Perhaps due to the influence of the season, Du Jing behaved abnormally, as if the sudden drop in temperature froze his words and thoughts at the same time.That night, Zhou Luoyang didn't read Du Jing's Weibo anymore. At eleven o'clock, he habitually left a lamp for Du Jing and put on a blindfold to sleep.

After sleeping for an unknown amount of time, Zhou Luoyang was awakened by a knock on the door.

"Who?" Zhou Luoyang was awakened from his sleep, his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

"Me!" The voice was the monitor of Zhou Luoyang's class, "Zhou Luoyang, are you asleep?"

Zhou Luoyang became bewildered, and found that the lights in the dormitory were turned off, and the blindfold was taken off by someone at some point.

"Du Jing?" Zhou Luoyang asked.

There was no one on the other bed. Zhou Luoyang suddenly felt something was wrong, and immediately got up to turn on the light. Sure enough, Du Jing's bed was empty. He opened the door and let the squad leader in.

"They came back from the Internet and found your roommate by the lake, named Du Jing..."

When Zhou Luoyang heard this, there was a "boom" in his head, but thanks to the second half of the monitor's words, he managed to regain his composure.

"...He's sitting by the lake and doesn't talk to anyone. Is he okay? You guys had a fight? You go to persuade him? There won't be anything wrong, can't you think about it?"

Zhou Luoyang quickly put on his clothes, followed the monitor downstairs, and apologized to the dormitory manager, thinking how did Du Jing get out?Go down the wall from the second floor?When did you leave?What do you do alone by the lake in the middle of the night?

At two o'clock in the middle of the night, a strong wind blew up in Hangzhou. In the winter nights where the temperature dropped one after another, the lakeside was pitch black. A boy from the mechanical class was returning to school. He happened to pass by and saw a figure sitting by the lake. He was terrified. , found out that it was Du Jing who had never spoken.

Du Jing nodded indifferently, and then fell silent again, as he always does, no matter day or night.However, in the eyes of other students, it seemed extremely strange.

They didn't know how to deal with it, so they had to knock on the door to inform the squad leader. The squad leader didn't answer Zhou Luoyang's call, so they came to the door and asked Zhou Luoyang to solve it.

When Zhou Luoyang arrived, there was still a boy guarding him not far away.

They didn't have a good impression of Du Jing, mostly because of Zhou Luoyang's face. Of course, even if something happened to a living person, they couldn't just leave him dead.

Zhou Luoyang thanked him in a low voice, motioned for him to solve it, and told them all to go back to sleep. It was so cold outside that sweatpants and a thin jacket couldn't block the wind at all, making his teeth tremble.

"Du Jing?" Zhou Luoyang didn't dare to get too close.

Hearing Zhou Luoyang's voice, Du Jing turned his head suddenly, unable to see his face clearly in the darkness.

"Luoyang?" Du Jing asked suspiciously, and then walked towards him.

Seeing this reaction, Zhou Luoyang immediately felt relieved, and replied, "Why didn't you sleep?"

Du Jing could hear that Zhou Luoyang's voice was unstable, so he quickly took off his coat and asked Zhou Luoyang to put it on: "It's too cold! Go back!"

"I don't see anyone in your bed..." Zhou Luoyang said, "What are you doing by the lake alone in the middle of the night?"

Zhou Luoyang felt a little better when he returned to the downstairs of the dormitory. His hands were red with cold. Du Jing shook his palm with one hand and led him involuntarily. The other hand held a glass bottle filled with soil. .It was Zhou Luoyang's first time holding hands with a boy. Du Jing's palm was very warm, dispelling his worries.

Zhou Luoyang glanced at the bottle of mud in Du Jing's hand, and said, "Are you going downstairs at two o'clock in the middle of the night to dig this?"

Du Jing hummed, and said, "Suddenly remembered that I couldn't sleep anyway, so I sat by the lake for a while."

"Insomnia again." Zhou Luoyang didn't know whether to laugh or cry, "Can't we go during the day?"

When the two returned to the dormitory, Zhou Luoyang sent a message to the squad leader, telling him he was fine, and it was a false alarm.Du Jing poured the moist soil into the tortoise incubator, spread it, and then washed his hands.This tortoise was picked up by the side of the road as they passed outside the Leifeng Pagoda.

At that time, this little thing was looking around and crawling out of the guardrail, fearing that someone would step on it. It was obvious that someone had bought it and released it, but one ran out for some reason.

Zhou Luoyang picked it up, put it in his pocket, and wanted to throw it back into the release pond, but Du Jing stopped him because there were a lot of Brazilian turtles in the release pond, and he was afraid he would be bullied.

Zhou Luoyang took this unowned thing back to the dormitory, and bought an incubator online, but it never ate, maybe it was because of the environment, so Du Jing said, "I'll figure out a way."

The way he thinks is to create a small natural environment for it, and plant some plants, maybe the little tortoise will not have too much fear of the strange world.

After cleaning up briefly, the two fell asleep again. Zhou Luoyang saw that the light of the phone screen was still on on Du Jing's bed, reflecting his ecstatic and handsome face.

"Can you sleep? Come and sleep?" Zhou Luoyang said.

"Okay." Du Jing finished posting on Weibo and turned off his phone.

Before going to sleep, Zhou Luoyang couldn't help but glance at it. For half a month, Du Jing posted the only Weibo on his trumpet.

[I hope this little thing can survive tenaciously, like me. 】

Zhou Luoyang was still thinking about the meaning of this weibo until the next morning, and Du Jing's mood sitting alone by the lake in the middle of the night blowing the cold wind. Is he too independent, or is he unable to control himself and feels unwell?

"Hello, Luoyang."

In the professional class, a classmate sat next to him and said, "Is your roommate okay last night?"

Zhou Luoyang recognized him as one of the people who found Du Jing sitting alone by the lake last night, nodded gratefully, and said, "Shall I invite you to dinner at noon? Du Jing was just..."

The classmate glanced at the podium. The professor was drawing the key points at the end of the semester. This was the last class before New Year's Day. Du Jing went to participate in his archery association club activities. He had a dinner with the club at noon. In the evening, Zhou Luoyang invited him out to cross Year.

"You look at this?"

Zhou Luoyang's words were interrupted, and the other party sent him an article on a BBS.

[The mental illness is so serious, is it allowed to go to university? 】

Zhou Luoyang was at a loss for a moment, and glanced at his classmate, who motioned him to read on.

Zhou Luoyang's first reaction was: Is this a post from Du Jing?However, looking at it, fortunately not.

The poster is a normal student, anonymous, describing a "mental patient" downstairs in the dormitory:

From military training, he felt that something was wrong with him, because he washed a kettle over and over again, and it took nearly 10 minutes to wash the kettle every day.Someone even inadvertently saw that he had to take a lot of medicine every day.

I heard that this person always sits in the last row.He doesn't answer anyone who talks to him, he quickly turns the book from the first page to the last page, and then turns the book back to the first page, he likes to hold an eraser between his ring finger and little finger, his eyes are cold and menacing , When he came to class, he was all dressed, but he had to take an extra coat in his hand. Someone observed him, and he just brought the coat to class meaninglessly, and took it back intact.

It is rumored that the seat by the window in the last row is his exclusive seat. He found that his seat drawer was full of neat cans whose lids were cut off with a utility knife. With blood.

Regardless of whether the professor has finished speaking or not, he will be the first to leave after putting away the book.When only one door is open to the classroom, walk out the front door in front of everyone.

Except for class, I just go back to the dormitory, don't come to dinner, and don't reply to WeChat.I used to see him come to public classes with his roommates, but then the two of them stopped coming together.

Later, someone saw him staying up in the middle of the night several times, walking around aimlessly downstairs in the dormitory after three o'clock, and talking to a tree at three or four o'clock.

Or in the middle of the night in winter, just sit on a bench by the lake.

I heard that when he entered school, it was recorded in the file that he was a bipolar disorder patient, also known as "manic depression".Will this attack lead to self-mutilation or homicide?horrible.

Zhou Luoyang knew that this description must be Du Jing.

The following is a post from the school affairs office: [I have understood the student's feedback, and will conduct an investigation and give a reasonable reply as soon as possible. 】

Further down, there was another anonymous post: [I know the person you mentioned, and I also think there is something wrong with him, walking on the road in the middle of the night is really scary. 】

Anonymous thread: [Automatic, right?I also know, could it be sleepwalking? 】

Anonymous thread: [Is that the scarred face? 】

Anonymous thread: (this building has been deleted by the administrator)

Anonymous thread: (this building has been deleted by the administrator)

Zhou Luoyang: "..."

When Zhou Luoyang saw the last few items, he was really angry and couldn't speak for a while.

"The last thread, asking if his name is Du Jing," said the classmate, "was deleted by the administrator. However, many people are asking if he couldn't think about what to do in the middle of the night last night."

Zhou Luoyang didn't know how to answer for a while, so he could only answer: "He's not, and he hasn't affected other people's normal life, why go to the BBS to gossip about it?"

"I agree, completely agree." The classmate said, "I don't know who the person who posted it is. I'm just worried about you. Is it true that he took medicine? What's wrong?"

Zhou Luoyang originally wanted to say "I don't know, he didn't tell me", but after thinking about it, he changed his mind and said, "I haven't asked him, and I don't want to inquire about other people's privacy."

"He didn't do anything to you, did he?" The man was a good friend of Zhou Luoyang in the class, and asked, "Do you want to change the dormitory next semester?"

Zhou Luoyang said bluntly, "No, he's normal. Those cans are for growing plants in our dormitory."

The man patted Zhou Luoyang's shoulder sympathetically, nodded and said nothing more.Zhou Luoyang logged into his account angrily, and clicked on every one of the complaints. The reason was that the privacy of the students was violated, and he wrote a long list of "other reasons for complaints", and finally deleted them after thinking about it.After 5 minutes, I was really angry, so I clicked to complain again, and added a reply to the article. I complained five or six times before I felt a little better.

After class one or two ended, Zhou Luoyang simply decided not to attend this class.Everyone sat in their seats to rest, he picked up the book and walked out through the front door.

"Who sent this?" Zhou Luoyang took his mobile phone, came to the door of the automation class classroom, and showed it to the monitor of Du Jing's class.

This day, several classes were planning the end of the term. The class leader took the phone and just glanced at it, and replied in a low voice: "I don't know, I have observed one by one, unlike our class, although everyone thinks he is not very gregarious, It's not like doing such a thing. Some words are 'heard', I don't know if you have noticed, they are all hearsay, I believe they are not from our class."

They had obviously read this article, Zhou Luoyang was silent for a moment, and asked again: "Did he offend anyone else?"

The monitor said: "I have to ask you, we hardly had the chance to deal with him. Why didn't Du Jing come to class today? Was he okay last night?"

"He's still sleeping in the bedroom."

Zhou Luoyang passed by the monitor, found a student in the automation class he knew, and showed him his phone page.

The student only glanced at Zhou Luoyang, frowned and shook his head, signaling to Zhou Luoyang that the professor was still on the podium.

"I don't know." The man said, "We were still guessing at first, whether it was you who sent it."

Zhou Luoyang couldn't laugh or cry, and sighed.

This was a big class, and the two classes of automation were taught together. When everyone saw Zhou Luoyang coming, they looked up at him slightly.

The professor said: "Zhou Luoyang, what's the matter, ask after class?"

The squad leader sent a message on his mobile phone, saying: "Luoyang, the counselor has something to ask you for, and asked you to go to his office, let's go."

In the meeting room, the counselor, the vice president, and the old professor Zhou Luoyang knew were all there. When Zhou Luoyang came in, he nodded to the old professor and said, "Grandpa Qi."

"How are you, Luoyang, how is your grandfather?" said the old professor surnamed Qi.

"It's okay," Zhou Luoyang said, "I've been doing rehabilitation since I had a stroke the year before last. Now I can walk easily, but I can't go down the stairs."

He didn't know Professor Qi very well, and he only met a few times when he was a child, and he never visited his house after coming to school.Because Professor Qi doesn't like people visiting his house very much.

To Zhou Luoyang, the only thing he knew was that his grandfather had squatted in the cowshed with him.But the qualifications of this retired professor are quite old in the school, and he is rarely invited over for nothing. The only possibility is that they really plan to have a meeting today to discuss Du Jing.It was just a coincidence that Zhou Luoyang was called here.

"Since they said it," the counselor said, "let's call you together."

The counselor is a doctoral student majoring in engineering, and he looks like a doctoral student. There are two classes of machinery and two classes of automation. There are more than 140 people in the four classes. Zhou Luoyang receives special care and lives in Tingpulou, so he rarely sees him Opportunities, usually do not have much contact with the academy, it is a stocking state.

The deputy dean was a fierce middle-aged female professor who asked, "What was Luoyang doing just now?"

Zhou Luoyang only met her at the college meeting and never spoke to her, but the vice president called him "Luoyang", which obviously shortened the distance between the two of them in front of Professor Qi.

The counselor thought for a while and said, "Does Du Jing's recent situation make you a little worried?"

Zhou Luoyang was thinking, but Professor Qi said: "Du Jing's grandma was a good friend of mine before. Later, she went abroad for a while. Later, his mother found me and hoped that I could take care of him. This child The heart is very stubborn."

"I asked the college leader to arrange for you to live together," Professor Qi said, "but I didn't tell you his pain. On this point, please forgive me, Luoyang, you have been a kind child since you were a child, my starting point I also believe that you and Du Jing can become friends."

Zhou Luoyang replied: "I just don't quite understand. He didn't hinder others. Why would someone go to the BBS to complain about him to the school? It's just that they don't like group life, and everyone has to be integrated with the group. , Are you enjoying yourself? What age is this? Why have you complained so many times, and the administrator doesn’t delete the post?”

"That's not what it means," the counselor said. "You misunderstood, Zhou Luoyang. He has a certain mental disorder. He told you about his illness?"

Zhou Luoyang: "I didn't ask."

The deputy dean said: "He has a disease called 'bipolar disorder', which is a category of mood disorders. But when I was admitted to our school, I read the medical records, and there are generally no problems in life."

Professor Qi added: "BP is closely related to genetic factors. Research on this disease at home and abroad is still in its infancy. It does not belong to schizophrenia. You can rest assured about this."

"I'm not worried," Zhou Luoyang said, "He takes medicine every day, and he has to take a lot of medicine. He never loses control of his emotions, and he never attacks anyone."

The counselor said: "Well, yes, I read his medical records. He is currently under observation and needs conservative treatment. It's just that this behavior of running out in the middle of the night is indeed a bit..."

"See Lan." Professor Qi said to the vice president.

The vice president nodded and said, "Sir, you don't have to worry."

"He has habitual insomnia," Zhou Luoyang said. "He often can't sleep all night. I will remind him carefully and not let him go out. If the students feel influenced by him, I will propose to rent a room with him."

"Is it so serious?" The counselor's major is not in the direction of psychology, and he was taken aback when he heard that.

"Bipolar disorder is a combination of mania and depression," said Vice President Li Jianlan. "It needs to be controlled with drugs. With the current level of medical treatment, it is necessary to take drugs for life without accidents. His situation is a difficult one." species, belonging to mixed seizures."

"I haven't seen him having a seizure," Zhou Luoyang said, "It's just that he doesn't like dealing with people."

"He should be very careful himself." Professor Qi took off his glasses, and the vice president immediately handed him a cloth to wipe them off.

"Luoyang," Professor Qi thought for a while, and said, "People's hearts are very complicated. Maybe the person who posted the post has nothing to do with him, has never met him, or even has no reason. But if you have experienced our era, you will I understand that many theories of heart-criticism have no reason, but were born from a small thought."

The counselor immediately added: "To be honest, a student who turns over the door in the middle of the night and walks aimlessly back and forth downstairs in the dormitory is really easy to cause excessive tension. And the utility knife and the cans are indeed a bit..."

Zhou Luoyang said, "I understand."

Acquaintances are unlikely to say anything about Du Jing behind his back.Zhou Luoyang also understood this, and believed in Du Jing's classmates even more. Although everyone maintained a respectful attitude, from the perspective of military training, everyone was tolerant of him.

"Do you usually chat in the dormitory?" The counselor asked again, "Does he have any special tendencies? For example..."

"Talk," Zhou Luoyang said, "Talk often."

Zhou Luoyang didn't tell them about the Weibo trumpet, and he didn't discuss Du Jing's "normality". After all, the three people in front of him were all good people. He repeatedly emphasized that it seemed that he lacked confidence.

The vice president said: "I have also thought about whether to let Du Jing live alone, but if he does not have contact with others for a long time, maybe..."

"That's good." Zhou Luoyang wasn't angry at all because they hid Du Jing's illness from him. If he was allowed to choose on his own, Zhou Luoyang would also take the initiative to ask to live with him after knowing Du Jing's personality.

The counselor said to the vice president and Professor Qi: "Why don't you let him move in and live with me? Change Zhou Luoyang's dormitory."

"No need," Zhou Luoyang said, "I like him very much, very much."