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Focus on checking, and if there is a problem, it can be treated as soon as possible. "

"This is fine." Chen Jiu nodded.

"I can also pay."

"No, what kind of money do you students pay?" Chen Jiu slapped the table, "I will write an application and submit it to the dean to see if this matter can be approved as soon as possible. Zou Zihui's strange behavior is due to my negligence as a counselor."

Deng Wen couldn't help but said, "Then I'll contact a psychiatrist now, I think the academy will approve it."

In this way, the matter has been settled for the time being. Deng Wen will contact the psychiatrist, Chen Jiu will submit an application to the college, and Xie Jimeng will go to Zou Zihui's hometown with Deng Wen to do a survey on weekends.

They expected that the worst possibility would be that Zou Zihui chose to self-mutilate to escape reality due to psychological problems, or it might be domestic violence.But no matter what the situation is, they should come forward to solve the matter thoroughly, not only from the standpoint of classmates, but also from the standpoint of friends.

After coming out of the office building of the Faculty of Arts, Xie Jimeng called Jiang Caizhe.

"Did you get the address?"

"That's right." Xie Jimeng heard Jiang Caizhe's voice, and felt that his cold heart was redeemed at once.

"Okay, tell me if you have any difficulties, your friend is my friend."

"...Okay." Xie Jimeng said in a hoarse voice, holding the phone tighter and tighter, "I... This is the first time I have encountered such a thing, and I am really afraid that the result will be bad."

Jiang Caizhe's warm voice came through the receiver: "I'm here."

☆, the truth

The psychological test proposed by Chen Jiu to the school was quickly approved, and Deng Wen also contacted a chief physician from the famous mental hospital in City B for a visit.

The psychological test was scheduled to start at 04:30 on Friday afternoon. The students of the entire Faculty of Arts were divided into different classes like a final exam, and then took half an hour to complete a psychological test paper.

The chief physician and Xie Jimeng promised that the results of the psychological test would be sent to their counselor's mailbox on weekends, and he would also focus on analyzing Zou Zihui's situation.

On Friday afternoon, as soon as the time came, the students walked to the teaching building in a mighty manner. They were not very resistant to the sudden psychological test. After all, it only took a few 10 minutes, and they could just have dinner after the test.

But that doesn't mean no one talks about it—

"Is it useful to do psychological tests?"

"I heard that the psychiatrist is handsome!"

"Isn't it the head teacher invigilating each class?"

"Is that so?"

"If you are a psychiatrist, you can see it?"

"I don't know, but since you can test it, let's test it. It's quite fun."

When Xie Jimeng came out of the dormitory, he went with Zhu Jiajia and the others. Their classes didn't gather before going together, so he didn't see Zou Zihui.But he knew that no matter what, Zou Zihui's avoidance of this test proved that there was something wrong.

The phone rang, it was Deng Wen calling.

"what happened?"

"Zou Zihui has already arrived in the classroom." Deng Wen waited early at the door of the classroom where Xie Jimeng's class was doing the test, and saw that Zou Zihui had already sat in his seat through the back door, and he came with the three girls in the same dormitory .

"Okay, as long as she doesn't come, then it's fine." Xie Jimeng breathed a sigh of relief, "But I'm a little worried, can it really be tested? What will happen if she acts casually?"

"I believe in that psychiatrist. My uncle's depression was treated by him before, and he has fully recovered now."

"Okay." Xie Jimeng nodded, "Don't be too eye-catching, walk around a few classes, don't be spotted by her."

"Ah."

After hanging up the phone, Xie Jimeng almost arrived downstairs.

Zhu Jiajia had been listening to him on the phone all the time, but she didn't understand why, so she didn't ask any more questions.

On the test paper of the psychological test, the content seems simple, but each question reflects a person's real life. When Xie Jimeng got the test paper, he felt that there were a few questions that were very tricky, and it was not easy to answer them casually. of.

Many people did it very quickly without any hesitation. Xie Jimeng struggled with the last drawing question for a while, and then handed in the paper.

After he handed in the test papers, he stood at the door and waited. On the surface, he was waiting for his roommates to eat together, but in fact, he was watching Zou Zihui's situation when he was answering the questions.

With a calm face and no obvious restless behavior, it looks normal.

When Jiang Caizhe came out of the laboratory, it was almost eight o'clock. He immediately called Xie Jimeng. If I remember correctly, today is the day when their College of Arts conducts psychological tests.

"Mengmeng, where are you?"

"It's downstairs in the dormitory." Xie Jimeng said, "I'm discussing with Deng Wen about going to Zou Zihui's house tomorrow."

"Okay, how did the psychological test go?"

"I can't see it, I'd better leave it to a professional psychologist."

"Yeah." Jiang Caizhe nodded, "Tell me when you leave tomorrow, and let me know when you arrive, so I can rest assured, otherwise I will really run to find you regardless."

Xie Jimeng smiled lightly: "Understood, Comrade Jiang."

"Hey, then I'll hang up and go eat."

"Go and eat, what time is it?"

"Go, go, kiss one!"

Xie Jimeng's ears were hot, he kissed the phone, and then hung up.

Deng Wen saw that he and Jiang Caizhe had chatted so much, and every sentence was boring, so he couldn't help complaining: "Are you not tired of being like this for two days?"

"Not greasy, why are you greasy?" Xie Jimeng thinks it's normal for love to be so sweet and greasy.

"Hey... You said that if Zou Zihui was really under too much psychological pressure, could it be because he didn't leave the order?"

"why?"

"If you have a partner, you can tell your troubles, and you can also share happiness with your partner."

Xie Jimeng frowned: "Not necessarily, let's go to her house tomorrow and see."

-

Zou Zihui's home is on the edge of City B, called Zoujiazhuang.Xie Jimeng and the others could only get here by bus, and it took almost an hour of bumping and tossing.

Xie Jimeng vomited as soon as he got out of the car. The country road is really uneven, and the road is not wide. The bus stops and goes, and the speed sometimes goes fast and sometimes slows down.

"Are you okay?" Deng Wen patted him on the back, and handed him a tissue after he finished vomiting.

"I knew I wouldn't eat eggs in the morning." Xie Jimeng exhaled, took out mineral water from his bag and rinsed his mouth, "Let's go."

"Do you know where Zou Zihui's home is?"

"There is a house number on this address." Xie Jimeng looked at the address that Chen Jiu had copied to him, and walked to the first house in Zoujiazhuang. There was a sign "One Household [-]" hanging on the door.

Zou Zihui's family is "Seventeen Household [-]", they can only move forward.

Along the way, there are rice transplanters, fish farmers, and houses with red tile roofs. The life in Zoujiazhuang is very simple.

They walked all the way to the end of Zoujiazhuang, only to see a sign beginning with the three characters "Seventeen Households", and after a few steps inside, they saw "[-]".

Zou Zihui's house is a two-storey duplex with a courtyard, much like a small house built by rural people. The walls are painted with warm yellow paint, and the creeper in the courtyard has climbed to the edge of the window on the second floor.When the morning light came down, the whole house shone brightly, but it looked very warm and comfortable.

Knocking on the iron door outside, Xie Jimeng shouted: "Is there anyone?"

No one in the room responded, and they couldn't see what was going on inside through the wall.

"Why don't you go next door and ask?" Deng Wen pointed to the room next door.

"Go and ask, I'll wait here." Xie Jimeng was afraid that if someone came out to answer the door, it would be bad to walk away after all.

Deng Wen nodded, walked to a nearby door, knocked on the door, and someone answered soon.

"Who are you looking for?" It was an old man with half-white hair who opened the door.

"Is there anyone next door today?"

"Little Zou's family?" The uncle was stunned for a moment, and asked him with some uncertainty.

Deng Wen nodded: "Yes."

"No one lives in Xiao Zou's house now." The old man shook his head, "Are you Xiao Zou's classmates?"

"Well, a college classmate."

The uncle sighed, and said, "Xiao Zou was very cheerful, but since her mother left, she doesn't like to smile."

Deng Wen was still smiling, but after hearing this sentence, his face lost expression: "What did you just say?"

"Huh? I said she used to love to laugh."

"No! The last sentence!"

"Her mother passed away, don't you know?" The old man recalled, "At the end of last year, she was hit by a van in our village, and finally came back unscathed."

Xie Jimeng had lowered his hands and was about to try to knock on the door again, but now something was wrong with him, he staggered to the old man: "Can you remember the exact time of your death?"

"Last year...almost November."

"Then what about this house... and her father?" Although Xie Jimeng had never heard about her father from Zou Zihui, she still had a glimmer of hope.

"Hi! What about her father! As her father, she doesn't play at home. She drinks when she loses a bet outside, and then comes back to make trouble after drinking. Our neighbors are miserable." The old man looked disgusted, " She quarreled in the middle of the night every day, and before the quarrel was over, her mother cried heartbreakingly, but later she didn't even cry anymore."

"Zou Zihui never mentioned..." Deng Wen murmured aside.

Xie Jimeng couldn't imagine how such a cheerful girl faced the pressure of life and family misfortune: "Where did her father go?"

"I ran away. I lost a bet and was knocked off an arm, and there was no money to pay. I sold this house secretly. It was too late for Xiao Zou to know." After the uncle finished speaking, his face was a little sad, "Say Really, aren’t you all college students? B University is a prestigious school, and little Zou usually has good grades and a good personality, and he is even more considerate to our neighbors. The school will raise funds for her or something? It’s really impossible to express condolences Okay, just ignore it like this, and the child will collapse in a short time."

"It's Chinese New Year in February, has she come back?"

"It's back, and we invited her to live with us and live in our house, but the child only stayed at our house for one day, and left after the [-]th."

Xie Jimeng and Deng Wen fell into a long silence after listening.

The old man was yelled at by the mother-in-law in the house, and immediately went to pick some vegetables with a basin: "I won't tell you, old man, I can only hope that your school will show more mercy."

-

On the way back from Zoujiazhuang, although Xie Jimeng was still motion sick, he always felt more uncomfortable than when he came here. His heart felt like a boulder was crushed on his heart, or someone held a knife on his neck.

The reality of life was laid out in front of him naked and bloody.

The phone was pinched in the palm of his hand, and the screen turned on and off for a while, Xie Jimeng pressed it until his fingers had imprints, and then turned it back on and sent a message to Jiang Caizhe.

XJM: I will wait for you at home at night.

XJM: Come and stay with me, I miss you so much.

When Jiang Caizhe saw it, he just put down the model in his hand. He was very glad that he saw the news in time, because he seemed to feel overwhelming sadness from these two sentences.

JCZ: Okay, I'll go back and wait for you now, but I can't always make you wait for me.

JCZ: What would you like to eat for lunch and dinner?

JCZ: How about something lighter?

JCZ: [touch head]

XJM: Good.

XJM: I'm on my way back.

XJM: I have asked clearly, her mother passed away, last November, her house was secretly sold by her father.

XJM: I should have found out earlier, I think my friend failed.

When Jiang Caizhe saw this sentence, he immediately switched to the address book interface and made a phone call.

"Mengmeng..."

"Jiang Caizhe, if I found out earlier, she wouldn't have worked so hard."

Xie Jimeng's crying voice came out through the receiver, and Jiang Caizhe's heart suddenly tugged.Xie Jimeng, who had never had a true friend before, the first two friends he made after entering university were enough for him to spend his heart and soul.

It is precisely because I have never owned it before that I cherish it after I have it.

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When Xie Jimeng fell asleep, there were still tears in the corners of his eyes. After Jiang Caizhe wiped him clean, he lay down with him, and began to think about how to deal with Zou Zihui's matter next.

Originally, this matter involved Zou Zihui's privacy, and as an unfamiliar friend, he had no right to intervene, but if things didn't go well in the end, he really couldn't help but take action.

When Xie Jimeng woke up, he was already very hungry. He hadn't eaten anything since he came back in the morning, and now he didn't know what time it was, his stomach was empty.

He got up, walked outside the room, and saw freshly cooked dishes on the table in the living room downstairs, but he didn't see Jiang Caizhe's person, he should be still in the kitchen.

Jiang Caizhe turned his head and saw him coming down: "Are you awake? Sit over there, as long as the soup is ready."

"Boiled fish soup?"

"Yeah." Jiang Caizhe smiled, "I don't know what you want to eat, but I thought I haven't eaten fresh fish for a long time, so I went to buy some."

Xie Jimeng came over and took a clean soup bowl, waiting for the fresh fish soup to come out.

The milky white fish soup couldn't stop boiling, and the fragrance was so enticing that Xie Jimeng, who was already hungry, swallowed his saliva.

"Hungry?" Hearing Xie Jimeng's stomach growl, Jiang Caizhe couldn't help but put his hand on his slightly sunken belly, "I'm really hungry."

"It's been almost a whole day, and I haven't eaten anything." Xie Jimeng grabbed his hand tightly, as if tenderly.

Anyway, the soup is almost ready, and it's no big deal to lose a hand, so Jiang Caizhe let him go.

"Jiang Caizhe, I've made up my mind."

"Ok?"

"I want to... talk to Zou Zihui, after returning to school on Monday and seeing the psychological test report."

"Okay, what are you going to tell her?" Jiang Caizhe stopped what he was doing and looked at him.

"I actually guessed that she might be depressed, but I don't know to what extent." Xie Jimeng said slowly, as if thinking a lot in her heart, "But if this thing is not resolved, I can foresee that I will Lost this friend. So I hope to open up with her and make it clear that she has no relatives now, only me and Deng Wen. Actually...the way to say it has not been decided yet, but I think she will be willing to tell me. "

Xie Jimeng couldn't explain the source of this mysterious confidence, but he felt that Zou Zihui would tell.

Jiang Caizhe withdrew his hand and snorted his hair: "If you go, she will talk about it."

"Ok!"

-

Back at school on Monday, Xie Jimeng went to Chen Jiu's office immediately after finishing a class, and the psychiatrist had already sent the results.

He and Deng Wen just ran into each other at the door of the office, and Deng Wen asked him worriedly: "Are you okay? I saw that your face was not right that day."

"It's okay, it's ready." Xie Jimeng smiled.

"That's good, one of the two friends has already collapsed, and there can't be another one." After Deng Wen said this, he felt that it was not very good, so he shut his mouth and did not continue.

Seeing them coming, Chen Jiu opened the document sent by the psychologist, and said: "After listening to what you said earlier, I got in touch with the supervisor of Zou Zihui's dormitory, and asked her to help me go out with Zou Zihui often during this time." Let's go and observe her life by the way."

"Ah."

"The girl told me that Zou Zihui ate very little in the past two days, and was often in a daze when eating. When I talked to her, I rarely got a response, and my words became much less." Chen Jiu said, pointing to the document The last sentence of the psychiatrist's diagnosis, "Combined with the psychiatrist's diagnosis, we preliminarily judged that she has mild depression, but because you found that she had self-harm, it is very likely that it is not just mild."

"Has the doctor given any advice now?" Deng Wen asked.

"The doctor's suggestion is to hope that Zou Zihui can be admitted to the hospital as soon as possible, because the more it is delayed, the more serious the matter may be."

"it is good."

"What I'm most worried about now is that she is unwilling to cooperate, because many patients with depression do not want to be admitted to the hospital for treatment, and they will even develop resistance to the hospital." Chen Jiu looked at Xie Jimeng and the others, "This matter... ..."

"Let me go." Xie Jimeng said, "I want to talk to her."

"Okay, but remember, don't use too strong words, or it will easily arouse her rebellious psychology."

"I understand." Xie Jimeng looked at the report and said, "Brother Jiu, can you please send me a copy of this report, or print it out, I want to take it home and have a look."

Chen Jiu nodded: "Okay."

The sound of the printer was "squeaky", and a report was quickly typed out. When Xie Jimeng took it, the sheets were still hot.

"Thank you Brother Jiu, let's go back first."

"If you have any difficulties, feel free to contact me."

"Ah."

After saying goodbye to Chen Jiu, Xie Jimeng and Deng Wen left the office building together. Deng Wen looked at the report in his hand and couldn't help but said, "What are you going to tell her? I want to go together too. .”

"You are the second person to ask me this question." Xie Jimeng remembered that Jiang Caizhe had asked the same question before, "To be honest, I really haven't thought about it yet, but I should have thought about it when I saw her."

"Then can I go?"

"Of course, I hope the three of us will face it together this time." Xie Jimeng asked him, "Are you busy tonight? If not, I'll use the excuse of having dinner to call Zou Zihui out?"

Deng Wen nodded: "Of course it's all right! I've pushed things away!"

"Okay." Xie Jimeng sent him the address of the shop, "Let's eat here at night."

"Hot pot restaurant?" Deng Wen asked uncertainly.

"I think people will relax when eating hot pot, and Zou Zihui also likes spicy food." Xie Jimeng patted Deng Wen's shoulder, "Then, please take care of me at night."

-

When Zou Zihui received the news from Xie Jimeng, she was sitting by the window of the dormitory in a daze. She was full of confusion about the future.She had planned everything, finished college well, and then found a job in design. Even if she couldn't do this job, she could choose a job related to her major, and then do her favorite design part-time.

But now, everything is different.

She lost her mother, lost her home, lost everything.

XJM: Shall we go out for dinner together tonight?Deng Wen was not at school on his birthday, so he couldn't treat us to dinner.

To always try: well, where?

XJM: [link]

XJM: I specially picked out your favorite hot pot restaurant.

Always work hard: good!

XJM: Then we will meet downstairs in the dormitory at 05:30?

To always work hard: Mmmmm!

Xie Jimeng, who thought Zou Zihui would not agree, breathed a sigh of relief. Since he agreed so readily, the night should be smoother, right?

At 05:30 in the evening, when Zou Zihui appeared, he was wearing a white thin sweater and a pair of jeans. When he saw Xie Jimeng and the others, he still had a smile on his face, and he didn't seem to be sick at all.

"Let's go."

Deng Wen walked a little slower and asked Zou Zihui, "What would you like to eat tonight?"

"Is it in the hot pot?" Zou Zihui was stunned.

"Correct."

"Bull...beef balls, right?"

"Just beef balls? Nothing else?"

"Bulfrog?"

"Deng Wen, what kind of questions are you asking?" Xie Jimeng couldn't help interrupting the boring conversation between the two.

"It's okay to ask?" Deng Wen looked at Xie Jimeng aggrievedly.

"……Row."

The three of them went directly to the hot pot restaurant by bus, because it was too troublesome to transfer to the subway.It wasn't the weekend, so there weren't many people on the bus, so the three of them sat in the back row, with Zou Zihui leaning against the window.

After getting in the car, Zou Zihui didn't speak any more, and kept silently watching the scenery outside.

Xie Jimeng and Deng Wen looked at each other, and played with their mobile phones tacitly. They decided to go to the hot pot restaurant to heat up the atmosphere before talking.

The hot pot restaurant is in the city center, and the business is very hot, but Xie Jimeng reserved a box in advance, and paid the owner a deposit of the average consumption per room in advance, just to make it more convenient for chatting.

When ordering food, Zou Zihui seemed to be in a good mood, but after going out to answer the phone halfway, his whole expression changed.

"What happened?" Deng Wen couldn't help asking her.

"...It's okay." Zou Zihui shook his head.

Seeing that she refused to speak, the topic ended abruptly, and the atmosphere on the table suddenly cooled down.

The bright red hot pot soup kept boiling, Zou Zihui held the chopsticks but didn't say a word, feeling very bad.

Xie Jimeng put some mutton rolls in, and then said: "Actually, something happened to you, you can tell us about it. I have always believed that there is nothing that cannot be solved by friends together. And... the reason is still You taught me didn't you?"

"Xiao Ji!" Deng Wen spoke immediately, trying to stop him from continuing.

Xie Jimeng glanced at him, his eyes full of irresistibility: "Zou Zihui, we have been to your house."

Zou Zihui froze, and his face gradually turned pale.

"Maybe the following words I will say are a bit harsh, and even make you unacceptable. You may even jump up and beat me, because I am quite indifferent in nature. But it doesn't matter, as long as you don't hurt yourself, how can Deng Wen and I It doesn't matter." Xie Jimeng said, "Zou Zihui, you are not alone, you are your mother's hope."

"Even if it is hope, so what?"

"Then you hurt yourself to make her who has passed away sad, so what can you do?" Seeing that she didn't speak, Xie Jimeng continued, "It can't be done, nothing can be changed."

The atmosphere on the entire table has completely changed. In the hot pot, the mutton that has been cooked for a long time is dyed with red hot pot bottom, and it can't stop rolling in it.

"The Zou Zihui I know is a girl who is not afraid of anything. She can bear other people's strange eyes and carry the Hanfu Club with one hand. She can fund herself and dedicate herself to every piece of clothing in the Hanfu Club. She has never I will bow to difficulties." Deng Wen couldn't help but said.

"You see, without knowing it, you have left so many good impressions on others." Xie Jimeng couldn't help reaching out to hug her, "If you want to cry, you can cry, but after that, no matter what happens Whatever, please be strong, Deng Wen and I will support you."

"Correct!"

In the hot pot, red bubbles exploded one after another. Zou Zihui, who was leaning on Xie Jimeng's shoulder, was silent at the beginning, then whimpered and cried loudly, and finally wailed loudly.

All the stagnation seemed to be dissipated.

Jiang Caizhe stood at the door of the box, holding the phone in his hand, and heaved a sigh of relief.

Standing next to him was the psychiatrist that Deng Wen had contacted in advance. The doctor leaned against the door and said after a long time, "There should be no problem with the treatment."

☆, new students

Zou Zihui finally finished the hot pot while sobbing.

Xie Jimeng went out halfway, because he couldn't leave Jiang Caizhe and the psychiatrist standing outside the door.

"Sorry, I have to trouble the doctor to come here today." Xie Jimeng took the lead to apologize to the doctor, "Do you think she is like this now, is there any special problem that needs attention?"

"No, but I hope to chat with her after she finishes eating." The psychiatrist smiled and took out his business card, "My name is Yu, just call me Dr. Yu."

"Okay, do we need to accompany me?"

"Originally, for the sake of the patient's privacy, no one is allowed to accompany you, but I think you and Deng Wen can stay. The existence of the two of you has a great influence on her." Dr. Yu said, "She trusts you two very much. .”

Xie Jimeng was a little embarrassed by what was said, and touched the back of his head: "I'll treat the doctor to dinner, and I'll trouble you to wait here for a while, my fiance is fine, let him chat with you."

Jiang Caizhe nodded: "Well, anyway, I can't go in and eat for the time being."

When Xie Jimeng heard this, he always felt that there was resentment in his words, so she couldn't help leaning up to kiss him: "Don't be jealous, I neglected you recently, will you make it up to me later?"

Probably because a big rock in my heart was let go, Xie Jimeng's tone became much more cheerful.

Jiang Caizhe pulled him and exchanged a kiss: "Go quickly, I'll treat the doctor to dinner."

"Okay." Xie Jimeng said goodbye to the two with a smile, and went back to the private room.

Zou Zihui was already very full, but it may be because she turned grief and anger into appetite, so she didn't stop.

About an hour later, the three of them finally finished the hot pot meal and walked out of the private room. Doctor Yu and Jiang Caizhe were already waiting outside the shop.

Zou Zihui hadn't noticed that there were other people he knew outside, but when he saw Xie Jimeng walking over, he immediately recognized Jiang Caizhe.

"Okay?" Doctor Yu turned around and asked.

"En." After Xie Jimeng responded, Jiang Caizhe pulled his hand over.

"I found a drink shop, let's go in and get some food?"

It is said to eliminate food, but everyone knows the real purpose.

"Why don't you just walk away?" Xie Jimeng thought, if it was in a closed store, especially if there were other customers, would it be inconvenient for Dr. Yu and Zou Zihui to communicate.

Jiang Caizhe nodded: "Alright, then let's go."

Deng Wen followed and greeted Dr. Yu, "I'm sorry."

"It's okay." Doctor Yu smiled, deliberately slowed down, and walked to Zou Zihui's side.

Although Zou Zihui was puzzled in his heart, he didn't show it on his face. His instinct told her that she didn't like this man in the white coat very much.

After the five came out of the shopping mall together, they separated slightly back and forth, with Deng Wen walking at the back, and Xie Jimeng and Jiang Caizhe at the front.

"Hello." Doctor Yu took the initiative to say hello.

Zou Zihui was stunned for a moment, looked at Xie Jimeng's back, then turned his head to look at Deng Wen, and after receiving the other's "reassuring" look, he responded softly: "Yes."

"Is the hot pot delicious? Jiang Caizhe and I also ate at that restaurant." Dr. Yu was talking about a very everyday topic.

Zou Zihui gradually relaxed and nodded: "Yes, their food has always been delicious."

"It's the first time I eat, did you come here often?"

"It will be with Xiao Ji and Deng Wen."

"Hmm..." Doctor Yu nodded and said after a long time, "My name is Yu Sheng, and I'm a psychiatrist."

When she heard the word "psychiatrist", Zou Zihui instinctively resisted, but she remembered what Xie Jimeng and Deng Wen said to her, and tried hard to hold back: "I...I can see it."

Unexpectedly, Zou Zihui did not escape, Yu Sheng felt that it was really rare, at least the patient's desire to be cured was very strong.

"I thought you'd hate me."

"...It's disgusting, but...I'm sick." Zou Zihui swallowed, and after a complete inner struggle, he spoke the truth.

Yu Sheng became more and more satisfied with this: "No, you just feel unwell, but it's not considered sick. I won't ask you many questions, but as long as I ask, I hope you can tell me the answer honestly. Okay? "

"Okay." Zou Zihui nodded, clenched her hands into fists in her pockets, she was sweating coldly, and she was very nervous.

Yu Sheng smiled and said, "Do you like school?"

"...I like it, I can read a lot of books."

"Do you like design?"

“Love it a lot!”

"I heard from Xie Jimeng that you are in the Hanfu club? What activities do you usually do in the Hanfu club?"

"The event failed several times, because there were too few people supporting it, and it couldn't be organized."

Yu Sheng noticed that when Zou Zihui said this, the obvious disappointment flashed across his face, so he kept this item in his heart: Unfulfilled wishes will aggravate the symptoms of depression.

"Deng Wen said that your grades are particularly good?"

"Actually, it's not really good. It's just that English and Chinese are better. However, I also want to learn advanced mathematics, linear algebra, and discrete mathematics. Every time I take the exam, I float low." Zou Zihui curled her lips, as if she cared about her grades .

"But it's a good thing not to fail a subject, and didn't you and Xie Jimeng participate in the school's Chinese competition before and won a national award?"

"That's because of Xiao Ji's blessing. His grades are really good."

Xie Jimeng couldn't help but turned around and interjected: "No, there are twenty questions, and the most critical multiple-choice question among them is obviously the one you chose right. If you chose my answer at that time, we would have lost a long time ago."

Zou Zihui was stunned for a moment, and the corners of his mouth curled up slightly: "But I still think you are very powerful."

"Okay, then I admit it." Xie Jimeng was wondering if he would follow Zou Zihui's words so that he wouldn't offend Zou Zihui.

Deng Wen couldn't hold back any longer, and shouted: "What the hell? Xiao Ji, shouldn't you be touting your business at this time?"

"Is it unacceptable for others to praise me?"

"Then you have to see who praises you!"

"Deng Wen, you are so handsome!"

"Okay, I accept it."

"Cut." Xie Jimeng gave him a contemptuous look, then turned her head and stopped talking to him.

Zou Zihui kept smiling, as if he was used to and cherished the daily conflict between the two.

The rest of his life has been observing Zou Zihui quietly. He found that the other party is really as Xie Jimeng and Deng Wen said, she is a very strong and optimistic girl. It is really unimaginable that she is suffering from depression so clearly. .But if you think about it carefully, it is not unfounded.The heavy pressure of the family, the aura of excellence of the friends around her, and the wealth of the money of the friends all contributed to her today.

However, the most important thing is the family factor, and the aura of friends only adds to the girl's burden.

Near 08:30, the chat between Yu Sheng and Zou Zihui came to an end. He left a business card for the other party and told her that she could contact him if she had any difficulties.

Deng Wenwen thought that when Zou Zihui needed it, he would contact her for her, but what Yu Sheng meant was that if Zou Zihui was willing to take the initiative to contact her, it meant that she had made up her mind and was willing to receive treatment.

Before parting ways downstairs in the dormitory, Xie Jimeng was still not at ease, and said: "If you think you have any problems, you can send me a message or call me, but you must never bear it alone."

"it is good."

"Share the blessings, and share the difficulties." Xie Jimeng stretched out his hand, signaling the other party to put his hand on it.

Jiang Caizhe immediately put his hand up to cover Xie Jimeng's.

"What are you doing?"

"Come on, cheer, don't you mean that?" Jiang Caizhe took it for granted.

"Yes, but... this is the cheering of the three of us."

"Can't I join?" Jiang Caizhe asked him with raised eyebrows.

Xie Jimeng's Adam's apple rolled, and finally nodded: "Yes."

Deng Wen put his hand on it immediately, Zou Zihui stared at the overlapping hands, and put his own on it after a long time.

Xie Jimeng noticed that there were also some small wounds on the back of the hand, but they all started to scab, and his heart ached.He winked at Deng Wen and Jiang Caizhe, and they immediately understood.

"I wish Zou Zihui happiness forever!"

"Happy forever!"

It's not a speedy recovery, because in the eyes of Xie Jimeng and the others, Zou Zihui is not a patient, but a friend who is in a bad mood.

-

After learning of Zou Zihui's illness, the leaders of the Faculty of Arts issued a long-term sick leave form for him at Chen Jiu's request.

During the two-month treatment, Zou Zihui's condition gradually improved.

On the way, another thing that disgusted everyone happened, that is, her father who fled came back, but Jiang Caizhe made a phone call and asked the city B police to take him away.After a period of detention, her father finally became honest and never dared to come to harass Zou Zihui again.

On the day of discharge from the hospital, apart from Xie Jimeng and the others who came to pick him up, there were also Zou Zihui's roommate and nearly half of the other students in the class.

"Congratulations on being discharged from the hospital." Zou Zihui's roommate gave her a big hug.

Zou Zihui wiped away tears and nodded heavily.

As the weather turned hot, Xie Jimeng noticed that the small wounds on Zou Zihui's arm had already healed.In fact, during his visits, he noticed Zou Zihui's wound was slowly healing more than once, but now when he saw it in the sun again, he felt completely different.

It is a kind of smoothing out of the past trauma, and it is also a kind of new life.

-

Not long after returning to school, Zou Zihui applied to the school for double majors. This is different from ordinary students taking two majors. It is a multi-study method first introduced by B University for students with special difficulties.The student status is in University B, but you can choose a major at will and study in a private university that cooperates with University B. As long as you have excellent grades, you will be directly recommended to work in a world-renowned company.

The standard for applying for double majors is to ensure that the professional grades of the B major are kept in the top ten of the grade, and that all the professional subjects of the private university are qualified, and no one is allowed to fail.If there is one point that does not meet the requirements, the double repair qualification will be cancelled.

Double major students do not need to worry about the tuition fees of private schools, which will be fully sponsored by B University and B City Charity Education Association.

On the day I sent Zou Zihui to study in a private school, Xie Jimeng asked Jiang Caizhe in a low voice after they got into the car, "I heard that you joined the Charity Education Association?"

Jiang Caizhe's back stiffened, and he honestly admitted: "Because I want to help you."

"How much did you donate?"

"Cough... not much."

"Understood." Xie Jimeng pulled the person over, with a rising voice, "Go home and reward you."

☆, banquet

"Brother, just once! I promise! The last time!" Zhao Chen, that is, when Xie Jimeng recruited new students at the beginning of the sophomore year, he was recruited by Xie Jimeng as a small officer in the entertainment department, or in other words, he is now a member of the entertainment department of the College of Arts. the minister.

"No! My partner is here, and you dare to ask me so in front of him?" Xie Jimeng stared at him.

"But you are the only one who is suitable." Zhao Chen brought out the word "you", wishing he could kneel down and beg him.

"Now you are the Minister of Culture and Entertainment, you have to be a responsible man." Xie Jimeng looked at the long gauze dress in Zhao Chen's hand and couldn't help shaking her head.

Zhao Chen looked at him bitterly: "Is it really not possible? Think about those juniors and juniors in the freshman group who have heard about your deeds and are looking forward to it."

Xie Jimeng's face froze, he looked at Jiang Caizhe, saw the other party smiled and nodded, and forced himself to stretch out his hand: "Bring it."

"Thank you senior!" Zhao Chen jumped up excitedly.

It has been five months since Zou Zihui left, Xie Jimeng was successfully promoted to the third year, and Jiang Caizhe was also promoted to the second year of graduate school.The Student Union of the Faculty of Arts faced a new term at the beginning of the term. Xie Jimeng passed on his position as minister to Zhao Chen. This elementary school student is down-to-earth. Although he is a bit too honest, he is hardworking and understands many things clearly.

Originally, the matter of Xie Jimeng wearing women's clothing has not been mentioned since the second half of the second semester of his sophomore year, except that the forum would occasionally bring up his women's clothing to talk about it.But this summer, Zhao Chen, who is more sociable than Xie Jimeng, joined the QQ group of this year's freshmen, and in less than a day, he became so familiar with others that he was called a brother and brother, and even put Xie Jimeng in the same clothes he wore when he started school last year. The deeds of welcoming the new year in women's clothing were revealed.

Freshmen who don't have a student ID can't log in to the B University's forum, they can only watch Zhao Chen take screenshots for them, and this screenshot will reveal something.

A group of primary school students shouting