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Huang Kangning glanced at Qian Mengqi complainingly, his eyes were full of "it's all your fault".

Qian Mengqi didn't intend to accept this inexplicable blame, and immediately replied with her eyes, "it's none of my business".

The two people used their eyes to argue silently across the air like they were arguing with lovers, and then they stopped confrontation tacitly, looked at each other, and sighed in unison.

The atmosphere on the way back was not much better. After arriving at the school, due to the different directions of the male and female dormitories, Qian Mengqi left them separately.

Huang Kangning and Jiang You were left walking side by side.

As soon as Qian Mengqi left, Huang Kangning felt that the troublemaker was gone, so he could have a good talk with Jiang You.He apologized first, and said, "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to tell Qian Mengqi about you."

"It's okay." Jiang You answered him very naturally, "I know none of you have any malicious intentions."

"I won't talk nonsense." Huang Kangning promised.

Jiang You just hummed lightly.

Huang Kangning was a little apprehensive.

Jiang You asked: "Did my mother come to school after I skipped class last time and tell you?"

"Probably." Huang Kangning admitted, "At that time your mother asked me for a question. She was very worried about you, so she told me a little bit about your situation, but Luo Chen and Hu Haowei didn't know about it. I didn't tell them."

A strange look flashed across Jiang You's face, and he asked softly, "How much did my mother say?"

Huang Kangning failed to understand Jiang You's question, "How much did you say?"

"It's just..." Jiang You paused, "How much did she tell you about my depression?"

Huang Kangning blinked in confusion, "Didn't say anything, just told me that you were under a lot of pressure due to family reasons, and your mental state might not be very good. Let me take care of you more usually."

After speaking, Huang Kangning realized something, and quickly explained: "I really haven't told anyone else about your parents!"

Jiang You asked back, "Parents?"

Huang Kangning pursed her lips, and said cautiously, "Aren't your parents...divorced?"

Jiang You lowered his eyes and said as he walked, "Well. Is that all?"

"En." Huang Kangning replied, but he was full of doubts. Jiang You seemed to be hiding a lot of other things that he didn't want others to know.

After struggling for a while, Huang Kangning said again: "Jiang You, if there is something unhappy, you can say it, it will be very uncomfortable if you hold it in your heart."

"I have nothing to be unhappy about." Jiang You looked indifferent, and his tone was cold, "That illness is not as exaggerated as you think. You don't have to take care of me so deliberately in the future. I don't want to cause trouble for you."

"No trouble." Jiang You's reaction was too distant, as if they were back when the two met in the dormitory for the first time, which made Huang Kangning feel a little disheartened, "We've known each other for so long, Why are you still looking out like this?"

"You don't have the obligation and responsibility to take care of me." Jiang You rationally analyzed for Huang Kangning, "There is no need to do this."

"What obligations and responsibilities?" Huang Kangning was suddenly a little angry, "I didn't make any self-sacrifice to fulfill your affairs, why did you say it so seriously?"

Jiang You seemed relieved, and whispered, "That's good."

"That's good?" Huang Kangning stopped in his tracks, "Jiang You, have you never planned to get along with others sincerely?"

This time it was Jiang You's turn to look at Huang Kangning suspiciously, "What do you mean by getting along with each other sincerely?"

"You have never been very accepting of other people's kindness to you, and you have never said anything about yourself. You always isolate yourself like this, making it difficult for people to get close to you!"

Jiang You suddenly thought of Cui Hongyi.

That night, in the torrential rain, the room was so dark that it was almost impossible to see each other's expressions clearly. Cui Hongyi hugged himself and gently comforted him. For such a short moment, Jiang You thought that he had found a place of peace in reality.

In the end, Dr. Cui also asked himself a similar question.

Jiang You was very confused, he hesitated and asked Huang Kangning: "Are you worried that my illness will attack?"

Huang Kangning was almost breathless when Jiang You asked this question, "Aren't we good friends? Isn't there something that should be said between friends? Or... it's only me who is so hot that I think we are good friends." friend?"

Jiang You used to have a few friends when he was studying, but they lost contact after his brother passed away. In Jiang You's eyes, the so-called friends are incomparable to relatives, and maybe they are just mutual affection at this stage of life. passerby.

Huang Kangning's definition of a good friend is too mysterious for Jiang You to be sure, only his elder brother is clear and eternal.

Jiang You opened his mouth slowly: "I..."

"There's no need to answer." Huang Kangning gently interrupted Jiang You, "You pretend I didn't ask, and I won't do unnecessary things in the future. Don't think about it anymore, let's go."

Huang Kangning smiled at Jiang You, adjusted the shoulder straps of the backpack, rubbed his sore shoulders, decisively ended the topic of friendship, and strode forward.

Although Huang Kangning looked nonchalant, Jiang You felt a subtle sense of uneasiness.

It seems that I am always living up to the good intentions of others time and time again.

He's simply a ignorant, selfish, and obnoxious bastard.

These annoying shortcomings are probably not tolerated by "good friends".

When Hu Haowei and Luo Chen happened to be there when they returned to the dormitory, Huang Kangning casually threw his schoolbag into the cabinet, and then turned on the computer to play games without saying a word.

Just as Luo Chen wanted to ask how it feels to be a volunteer today, seeing Huang Kangning's unhappy look, he asked Jiang You furtively: "Did Huang Kangning quarrel with Qian Mengqi today? Let me just say, When the two of them meet together, something will definitely happen."

But Jiang You shook his head.

Luo Chen let out a hey in disbelief, "That's weird, it doesn't mean I had an argument with you!"

Jiang You glanced at Huang Kangning silently, then looked away silently, without denying it.

"..." Luo Chen opened his mouth wide, lowered his voice, and said, "You two can quarrel? Are you okay?"

Jiang You smiled lightly, "There is no quarrel."

Jiang You never liked to smile, so Luo Chen was taken aback by this sudden smile. So Jiang You still has this expression?

"Going to the library?" Jiang You took a few books and exercise books from the bookshelf, turned to Hu Haowei and asked.

"I went there in the morning." Hu Haowei pushed his glasses, struggled for a few seconds, and then changed his mind, "Why don't I go with you, or I always feel that I will do a few fewer questions than you, Not at ease."

"..." Luo Chen couldn't help but commented, "You two study freaks are simply sick!"

Hu Haowei started to pack his books, and replied without raising his head: "I don't want to make progress, so why don't others work hard?"

Jiang You smiled softly again, "If you are sick, you will be sick. Anyway, you have been sick for so many years."

Huang Kangning's crackling keyboard sound stopped for a moment.

Luo Chen dragged his chin, and thoughtfully said, "How do you feel that you and Huang Kangning switched styles today?"

As soon as he went out, the smile on his face couldn't hold back. Jiang You felt that he seemed to have done something wrong, but he couldn't tell what was wrong.

Hu Haowei took Jiang You to study the exercises for an afternoon, Jiang You discussed a few words absent-mindedly, and suddenly felt a little tired.

He just lazily lay down, and Hu Haowei immediately called out, "Jiang You, don't you want to sleep?"

Jiang You was taken aback by Hu Haowei, and said, "Uh, can't you?"

"No, no." Hu Haowei looked incredulous, "Why don't you sleep in the dormitory!"

"It's more peaceful here, I'll just sleep for a few minutes."

Hu Haowei couldn't understand the reason Jiang You gave, and watched Jiang You buried his head in his arms without saying anything.

Jiang You closed his eyes, and his consciousness sank into that empty world.

It was still pale and extremely monotonous. In this scene, Jiang You seriously recalled the appearance of his brother.

However, as his head became heavier and heavier, Jiang You became more and more unable to control his consciousness voluntarily.

In his drowsy slumber, his brother has never been able to appear in the dream that was preset for him.

For some reason, a terrible premonition rose in Jiang You's heart without warning, as if somewhere in the dark, he understood that he might never see his brother again.

This illusion, which has been used for him to escape from reality for a long time, is about to collapse after all.

Hu Haowei was sitting next to Jiang You, concentrating on calculating a problem. He tried it several times, but he was still stuck at the most critical step.

He marked it on the draft paper with a ballpoint pen, and decided to study it together after Jiang You woke up.

Noticing that the people around him seemed to be moving, Hu Haowei turned his head and said, "You're awake, help me read this question..."

The rest of the words disappeared in shock, because Hu Haowei saw Jiang You's messy tears.

Hu Haowei was so frightened that he stumbled and asked: "Jiang, Jiang You, you, you, you... are you okay? Is this a nightmare?"

He stretched out his hand and gently pushed Jiang You.

Jiang You shook his head expressionlessly, his face was pale and bloodless.

He wiped his face nonchalantly, then picked up Hu Haowei's draft paper, and began to look at the above problem-solving steps.

Jiang You answered the questions step by step, his heart was as calm as his brother in a silent movie.

In fact, I have known for a long time that daydreaming will eventually wake up.

Is it because my illness is about to recover, so the only place where I can calm down will be closed?

Holding the pen tightly, he wrote word by word, his head was blank, and he instinctively calculated according to the formula.

Until little by little water stains on the paper blurred the handwriting just written.

There's nowhere to hide anymore, and I can't cry anymore.

The more calmly and rationally I thought about it, the more tears flowed down my face.