The tablemate is sick and delicate

Xia Dong was taken aback for a moment, and realized after a big turn of his head that Lu Sanqi was answering what he asked him just now, Xia Dong smiled, thinking that his deskmate was quite interesting.

"My name is Xia Dong. I was not born in summer, nor in winter." After Xia Dong finished speaking, he stroked the folded paper towel on the table again, put his face on it, and fell asleep.

Lu Sanqi looked at the back of Xia Dong's head, and then turned his gaze out of the window. There were classes on the playground having a physical education class, and the teenagers were holding round shot puts, laughing while throwing them, but Lu Sanqi's mind was unconscious Suddenly, the shot put was accidentally thrown on a boy's head, and with a click, blood and brains burst out together. The boy only had half of his head left in an instant, but he smiled unconsciously.

Lu Sanqi shook her head, threw the dark picture of hula out of her mind, and continued to think about Xia Dong's name.

It was the first time Lu Sanqi heard someone introduce himself like this, in a self-deprecating and humorous way, he felt that this boy should not be as bad as he appeared on the surface.

Teacher Hou and Xia Dong have always been at odds, as long as they are in math class, they must have a few words. When someone wakes Xia Dong up and asks him to go to the head teacher's office, Xia Dong knows that this dead monkey must have complained to the head teacher that he bullied his classmates.

"Fuck, if it's over, it's just because I don't like it." Xia Dong raised his head, rolled up the paper towel on his mouth and threw it away, then kicked Lu Sanqi's bench, "Hey, let me go out."

Lu Sanqi lowered his eyes, stood up slowly, then moved his bench forward, and walked aside by himself, leaving enough space for Xia Dong to come out.

Xia Dong propped up his hands, and jumped over as quickly as a cat, not stepping on Lu Sanqi's bench out of rare kindness.

The teacher in charge must have asked him about the new deskmate, and it was nothing more than telling him not to bully Lu Sanqi, and then saying that he just transferred here and was not familiar with the environment, so he asked him to be more tolerant of him, just what the teacher likes to do, no need to lift his legs Xia Dong knew what fart he was going to fart.

The office is used by several teachers. They are correcting the test papers together. Their class Lao Deng is sitting on his seat and doesn’t know what he is looking at. Xia Dong stretches out his hand from his trouser pocket and knocks symbolically on the open door. , and walk in.

"Here we come." Lao Deng put down the novel in his hand, and said to the big boy standing in front of him with a smile.

Xia Dong lazily said, "What can you do with me, brother?"

Old Deng Feifei rubbed his hands together: "Let me talk to you about the new tablemate."

Xia Dong rolled his eyes, and sighed helplessly: "I fucking knew."

"Don't keep swearing, you sigh every day at a young age, be happy!" Lao Deng pretended to be serious.

"Anyway, I'll make it clear, and quickly transfer that kid away, where should I go." Xia Dong was too lazy to listen to Lao Deng's nonsense, and was a little impatient.

Lao Deng didn't care about Xia Dong's tone either. He had been with Xia Dong for more than a year, and he knew this child best.

"I'm only talking to you alone, don't talk about it." Old Deng kept a secret.

"Well, do you think I look like a broken-mouthed person?"

"That's not true." Old Deng's face suddenly became serious, "Lu Sanqi, hey, he has a heart disease."

Xia Dong didn't take it seriously, and smiled: "Hey, who has nothing on their minds these days."

"No." Lao Deng sighed, "You kid is carefree all day long, what a shit."

After hearing this, Xia Dong just smiled and didn't refute.

"He suffered from autism and social phobia in junior high school. After more than four years of treatment, he was able to communicate with people normally like today. When he was the most serious, he would not eat, drink or speak, and shut himself in the room for a week or two. When in contact with people, hallucinations will occur."

Only then did Xia Dong realize the seriousness of the matter, and frowned: "Illusion?"

"He will feel pain when he comes into physical contact with people, ranging from trembling to severe...shock." Lao Deng's face was full of regret.

"...Then this guy hurts so much." Xia Dong said after being silent for a while.

Old Deng breathed out: "So, I called you here today to want you to be more polite to him. Although he will no longer have hallucinations, he is not very used to contacting people. You should pay attention to it." , and don’t keep bullying other people’s children.”

"Well, I see." After Xia Dong agreed, he walked out of the office, ignoring Lao Deng's complaints about his impoliteness.

Today the sun is quite strong, and the wind is also strong, blowing on Xia Dong's head made his rimmed head wake up a bit.

In fact, he does not agree with what Lao Deng said. He has studied this kind of mental illness before. The main root cause is that he cannot be recognized by others, and then he has self-doubt. more transparent.

Lao Deng told him not to contact Lu Sanqi as much as possible, but what Lao Deng ignored was that Lu Sanqi was slowly walking into a normal life, and deliberately avoiding Lu Sanqi's contact would undoubtedly tear open his wounds bloody , Absolutely beat Lu Sanqi back to his original form in a second.

Sick people never like others to say they are sick. Lu Sanqi has the courage to walk into the crowd. In Xia Dong's eyes, Lu Sanqi is no different from normal people, even more courageous.

In this case, the bullying should continue to bully.

Xia Dong smiled, but he didn't know how silly he was laughing. He put his hands in his pockets and walked towards the class in an extremely pretentious manner.

In fact, Xia Dong ignored a cognition about the patient. If he had analyzed it carefully at that time, he might not have fallen into the hands of Lu Sanqi, an autistic child, so quickly.

A person who has lived in the dark for a long time and has never seen the sun, once saw the light by chance, he was afraid at first, and then approached the light source without hesitation, because it was the hand stretched out to him in the abyss, for Lu Sanqi who was introverted and not good at expressing Say, that's salvation.