The tablemate I have a crush on is a paranoid

The departure of some people means that they are lost forever. Ji Shixuan, who was nine years old, fell to his head and bled, and in the end he failed to bring back his mother who had left resolutely. He limped home with his bleeding arm in his arms. Ji Shengchuan Sitting on the sofa and puffing on a cigarette, there were too many cigarette butts in the ashtray on the coffee table, and the room was filled with the choking smell of smoke. Seeing him coming back, he took a deep puff of the cigarette and stared at him with a gloomy expression. Looking at him, "Where's your mother?"

"Mom... is gone." Ji Shixuan's arms were still bleeding, his knees and elbows were bruised, and he was sweating all over from playing before, making him look embarrassed and pitiful, but Ji Shengchuan As if he didn't see it, he frowned and suddenly picked up the ashtray full of cigarette butts angrily and threw it at him.

"Why did you come back without bringing your mother back, useless trash!"

Ji Shixuan had already dodged in time, but the ashtray still made a small hole on his forehead, and the blood soon wet his slender eyelashes, his left eye was blood red, and it hurt as if half of his forehead was going to hurt. The split, even so, was far less shocking and strange than the violent and gloomy father at this time.

Ji Shengchuan has always been a gentle and good man who takes care of his family, caring and considerate to his wife and son. In the memory of Ji Shixuan when he was six or seven years old, his parents have always been loving and loving. The three of them lived very happily and harmoniously. For two years, my mother always loves to show off to my father, and sometimes she loses her temper for no reason, or throws his carefully prepared gifts into the trash can without even looking at them, and she also catches some trivial things from time to time I just quarreled with him, and my father has always been infinitely tolerant and even conniving, and sometimes even loves cautiously. It was a long time later that Ji Shixuan realized that the so-called extremes must be reversed, and sometimes the love is so deep and humble that it can make a person destroyed.

Ji Shixuan hugged his injured arm that day, the blood on his forehead was dry and cold, he was shut out by Ji Shengchuan and blown by the cold wind all night, and then he fell down on the steps. The neighbor next door took him to the hospital because he almost had a high fever. Burned into pneumonia.

After this incident, Ji Shixuan really realized that Ji Shengchuan had become different from before, irritable, gloomy, ruthless, and violent. Because of Ji Shixuan's mother's derailment and abandonment, he seemed to have changed alive Like a person, he used to not smoke or drink, but now he has everything. At first, Ji Shixuan thought he was very pitiful, so every time he was drunk or angry and beat him on the head, and then begged him to forgive him, Ji Shixuan Still relented.

Until one day, when Ji Shixuan came home from class, he suddenly heard a very intense quarrel upstairs, followed by the sound of a pile of porcelain being smashed, and Ji Shengchuan's heart-piercing roar. He was startled and immediately dropped his schoolbag I rushed upstairs, only to see Ji Shengchuan alone in the bedroom, crying and laughing at times, talking to himself in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror, with a ferocious face, like a hysterical lunatic. I just felt that the father at that moment was really scary. He wanted to run away, but he was discovered by Ji Shengchuan, so he grabbed him into the bedroom, pulled out the belt in the closet, and beat him hard. Scolding: "Run, where are you going to run to? Do you want to run away like your mother? I treat you so well, why are you two so heartless? Why..."

His eyes were red and his expression was painful. Viciousness mixed with anger intertwined into crazy colors in his eyes. The belt he threw was exhausted every time. Ji Shixuan was still young at that time, a child of eight or nine years old His strength was far inferior to that of an adult strong man, and he was soon beaten to the brim with blood, dying.

When Ji Shixuan woke up, he found himself lying in the hospital. His whole body was in burning pain as if he had been burned by fire. His voice was dry and hoarse, and his limbs and bones were so uncomfortable that they seemed to be soaked in hot water. Pain has been magnified countless times.After a while, someone pushed the door and walked in. Ji Shixuan recognized him. It was Ji Shengchuan's old friend Zou Huan, who was the vice president of the Central Hospital. Ji Shengchuan donated a lot of money to the hospital every year, as much as The deputy dean can easily agree to forge one or even countless fake medical records.

"Master Ji, there is nothing serious about your body, it's just some skin trauma, no bones or muscles are hurt, and you'll be fine in two weeks." Zou Huan looked at the drip bottle, put the medical record on the bedside table, Then he pulled a chair and sat down on his bedside, "The reason for your injury this time is because you accidentally fell, do you understand?"

Zou Huan looked at him hesitantly. At that time, Ji Shixuan was still too young to understand the restrained and complicated emotions in his eyes, so he just asked him in a hoarse voice, "Why?"

What kind of person can wrestle by himself, leaving marks from whipping belts all over his body? Such a lie sounds too low-brow. Ji Shengchuan thinks that there is no need to pretend at all, or he thinks he is stupid and easy to fool.

Zou Huan looked at him, and suddenly there was a look of compassion on his face, "Ji Dong, he has severe neurasthenia and mild schizophrenia, because of your mother's cheating and leaving, he was hit hard, Master Ji , you don’t want to watch your father die, right? If you let him know that all your injuries are caused by him, what do you think he will think?”

A father who loves his son like his life knows that he has hurt the child, guilt and self-blame are enough to push a person who is teetering on the edge of a cliff into the abyss of eternal doom.

Ji Shixuan's expression seemed to be a little shaken. Seeing this, Zou Huan pulled him and continued: "Master Ji, all the mistakes are your mother's fault. If it wasn't for her, Director Ji wouldn't be what he is now. She I have been derailed with that man for many years, and I even have a child, who is only two years younger than you. For any man, this is a fatal blow, especially Ji Dong Mingming knows that he is still deceiving himself and hoping to live a good life, but Your mother is still too cruel..."

The unfinished words were condensed in a sigh, and Ji Shixuan turned his head to look at his bandaged arm. After a long while, he compromised and said, "Okay, I promise you."

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"...That's it, Ah Huan was deceived by that scumbag for five years," Zhang Feiran grasped the root of his hair with his fingers, buried his head on his knees, as if repeating Ji Shixuan's words from the perspective of a bystander. After being tortured for five years, I feel blocked and uncomfortable. "Every time that scumbag finishes abusing Ah Yu, he will give him the best doctor and medicine. After the scar heals, he will continue to beat him. In the eyes of outsiders, Ah Yu is just Like a masochist, he likes to hurt himself when he has nothing to do. Later, Ah Yu found out that what kind of shit neurasthenia does not exist at all. That scumbag is in good health and knows exactly what he is doing. All this is just to trick Ah Huan not to sue him."

As he spoke, he raised his head, and suddenly saw Xia Songyue's pale face, and saw his hands hanging on his knees tightly clenched into fists, with bulging veins on the back of his hands, and pale blue blood vessels against the abnormally fair skin. A feeling that was so tight that it was about to break, his nails were deeply sunken into the flesh and blood, and the transparent nail caps were stained with a deep red layer, as if he was trying to restrain and suppress his anger, but the red eye sockets and The tears that were forced back by him still made Zhang Feiran startled.

"You, you, what's wrong with you? Don't cry..." Zhang Feiran scratched his head anxiously. Although he has coaxed many girls, he still coaxes boys really well. Once, especially for a boy as beautiful as Xia Songyue, he was torn in his heart whether to bump his shoulders like comforting buddies, or hug him like comforting girls, and if he bumped his shoulders, he was afraid of being damaged He, but being hugged was also very awkward, his brows were twisted into a big "Chuan".

"It's okay." Xia Songyue's voice was a little hoarse. After the mist in his eyes was suppressed, not a single tear remained. He grabbed the mineral water bottle and took two big gulps, staring at the steps under his feet in a daze. Yes, he seemed to be able to see the fragile and pitiful Ji Shixuan that Zhang Feiran said was locked in a dark room and was beaten to death. Just by imagining it, he felt that there were countless hands tightening his heart tightly, making him feel A pang of suffocation.

That's Ji Shixuan he likes, such an excellent and lofty Ji Shixuan.

"Little...Fang," Zhang Feiran originally wanted to call the little bastard, but luckily he turned his mouth quickly enough. He looked at Xia Songyue's pale and delicate side face, and at his four hands that were seeping blood. A fingerprint, suddenly seems to be able to understand why Ji Shixuan changed his mind temporarily, the grievances of the previous generation really don't need to involve the next generation, especially, this little bastard seems to feel sorry for Ji Shixuan, he thought about it, then Shengsheng swallowed back the sentence that Ji Shixuan's concubine outside his mother is your father, and took advantage of the situation to comfort him,

"Don't think too much, if that scumbag still comes to you, just tell me, I'll tell Ah Yu..."

Unexpectedly, Xia Songyue interrupted him firmly, "Don't tell Ji Shixuan, including the fact that I came to you today, don't tell him anything."

Xia Songyue spoke in an almost commanding tone, her jaw line was tight, her delicate eyebrows and eyes were full of cold colors, and the mineral water bottle had been kneaded by him repeatedly, "I don't want him to know, you Understand?"

Xia Songyue is two years younger than Zhang Feiran, with a beautiful and gentle appearance, clearly looks easy to talk, but for some reason, once he becomes tough, even Zhang Feiran, who has always boasted of being arrogant and unruly, can't bear it. , although it was a sentence similar to a request, but it made people hear that there was no room for maneuver.

Zhang Feiran scratched his hair, always feeling that something was wrong with this matter, obviously he was the one who was deceived, how could he be ruled by this little bastard? And the trousers that were pulled up slightly revealed the thin ankle that was faintly red.

"Are you burnt?" Zhang Feiran stretched out his hand and tugged at the trousers, and suddenly saw that the white skin on Xia Songyue's ankle was burned red, because the skin color was too white, and the redness was contrasted. Unusually obvious and frightening.

[The author has something to say]: Since I came back late today, I won’t be able to update it at ten o’clock tomorrow, but it will be updated at three tomorrow. Thank you friends who have always supported me.