The squad leader knew I was stealing

I can't go on like this, it's too depressing.

This method does not work, only vomiting.

Lin Yanxiu tried his best to adjust his state, not to let himself be too restless, gave up other methods, and directly induced vomiting physically.

Without the emetic, the chopsticks I bought came in handy.

I have to say that vomiting is indeed better than the previous method.

Lying on the sink, my stomach was rushing up and down, my mind was dizzy, and I didn't have time to think about so many complicated things.

After throwing up, there is no energy and there will be no thoughts of stealing.

Sleep well too.

The best thing is stomach aches during the day.

The cold sweat of the pain will not have the energy to think about who's things are where and how to get them, and there is no energy to go through them in your mind to get pleasure.

He even enjoyed the feeling of having his whole body on his stomach, so that his attention wouldn't be distracted by other things.

Lin Yanxiu sat on the seat bent over, lowered his head, and bit his lower lip tightly.He resisted the pain in his stomach with all his heart.

This is much better, and it is really much better than that uncontrollable impulse.

He slowly put his feet on the crossbar in the middle of the stool, curled up his body, and curled up into a shrimp shape.

"Lin Yanxiu, Lin Yanxiu, are you asleep?" Jing Chong whispered in his ear.

He raised his head and slowly lowered his legs, but he couldn't straighten up.He could only lie on the table and look at Jing Chong pretending to have just woken up, "...Huh?"

Jing Chong took out a bag of hot milk from his school uniform pocket and stuck it to his face, baring his teeth at him.

When Lin Yanxiu's cold face came into contact with the warm milk bag, he trembled slightly, and that tremor spread to his scalp for a burst of numbness...

The weather is getting colder and colder. In order to boost the business, the school’s canteen opened its doors to sell hot milk during the big breaks. There are not many of them, and usually they will be robbed within 5 minutes after the get out of class ends.

The canteen also wants to buy more, so that they can earn more, but they are busy for two classes, and the heated milk still can't make up for the 5 minutes after the door opens.

If you want to drink hot milk from the canteen in this breezy autumn, you have to rush there after class, so that you can grab a bag or two...

"You go to sleep after drinking, or you will be cold in a while."

"……Um."

"Also..." Jing Chong hesitated for a moment, and said worriedly, "If you feel something or feel uncomfortable, please tell me."

He hesitated to speak out for a long time, fearing that his words would remind Lin Yanxiu that he was mentally ill.

I was also afraid that if he insisted on it alone, he would suffer.

Jing Chong has been a little flustered recently. If he remembers correctly, this time just happened to be the cycle of Lin Yanxiu's illness, and the exam was approaching.

He calculated it, and it seemed that every attack of Lin Yanxiu was linked to the school's monthly exam.

He really would rather have no exams in school than see Lin Yanxiu get sick.

"...Well, it's okay."

After hearing this sentence, Jing Chong was slightly relieved.

The warm milk relieved the pain in the stomach, and it settled down for a while, and it started to hurt again when I ate at noon.

and getting worse.

Lin Yanxiu felt that he couldn't eat, but he came to the restaurant with the organization.

I punched in and bought a set of handmade noodles, and sat in front of the table waiting for the return of my friends.

Jing Chong put the rice plate on the table and sat across from him to distribute tableware to his friends. Seeing the noodles in front of Lin Yanxiu, he was a little puzzled, "I've never seen you eat noodles."

"Well, try it."

Jing Chong thought for a while, maybe there were few people buying noodles just now, so there was no need to queue up, so he pushed his rice over, "Why don't you eat mine and let's change it?"

Lin Yanxiu picked up a noodle with chopsticks and put it in his mouth, afraid that someone would snatch it from him, "No need."

He was really afraid that someone would rob him.I deliberately chose noodles that he didn't like, just to have leftovers.

I feel a little ashamed when I think of myself.He lowered his head very low, slowly eating the noodles in his bowl.

The little friends ate very quickly. When the four of them finished eating, Lin Yanxiu only moved a few chopsticks. The few people were not in a hurry, and chatted while waiting for Lin Yanxiu.

Jia Zixi looked at Lin Yanxiu a few more times, "Why do I think you're white again?"

Enduring the pain in his stomach, Lin Yanxiu said, "...naturally." He really couldn't eat.

The two chatted for a while, during which Lin Yanxiu poked the noodles twice, but he didn't eat a bite, and he didn't forget to glance at Jing Chong from the corner of his eye while talking.

Jing Chong frowned and said to Jia Zixi, "Don't talk to him, let him eat quickly."

Lin Yanxiu knew he couldn't hide, so he ate a little more, and then frowned, "I can't eat any more."

Jing Chong poured the leftovers of several people together, thinking that Lin Yanxiu didn't eat anything at all, and his voice was a little serious, "If you don't eat noodles, don't buy them. Are you full after throwing so much?"

Lin Yanxiu pursed his lips, feeling aggrieved.Jing Chong is unhappy because he wasted food?

He felt a little regretful, even if he didn't want to eat it, he shouldn't buy noodles, it would be a waste to throw it all away.

Jing Chong just got angry...

Lin Yanxiu doesn't know what's wrong with him. Recently, very small things will magnify him infinitely, and then he will generate a lot of negative emotions, which can't be driven away no matter how hard he tries to drive them away.

His head was in a mess, and he returned to the dormitory with his little friend, lying on the bed covered with a quilt and curled up like a shrimp.

He was facing the wall, his face wrinkled in pain.

The chaos in his head made him unable to breathe.

mental illness.

mental illness...

He is actually a thief...

He even had the urge to steal when he was so miserable.

That's disgusting, why is he still alive?How come you're not ashamed to death?

Why is he still holding on, what's the use?

If he had to repeat the same pain all his life, he couldn't stand it.

Guarding his collection all his life and shaking with excitement at every practice?

He couldn't help but want to vomit.

His stomach was churning, without the effect of the emetics, and without the help of chopsticks, he actually wanted to vomit very much.

He's really, really disgusting.

The taste of bitter water filled his mouth, and he swallowed a few mouthfuls of water forcefully, suppressing the rising feeling of vomiting.

His mind cleared up for a moment, and he felt that there was something wrong with him, his emotions were too depressed, there was too much negative energy, and he even had a slight world-weary thought.

It's just that before he could think clearly, his stomach churned uncontrollably as if overwhelmed, a little unbearable.

He hugged the quilt and moved slightly, rolled on the bed, but still couldn't relieve the pain like holding a knife stabbing his stomach bit by bit, he was going crazy.

He got out of bed in a daze and went to the bathroom.

During the period, Jia Zixi saw him moving, and the one who was playing the game raised his head and glanced at him, without asking any questions.

Fortunately, he didn't ask anything, he was afraid that he would vomit as soon as he opened his mouth...

He felt that his head was very unconscious, and he came out of the bathroom after vomiting, and saw Jing Chong standing by the door.

Thought there was a hallucination.

Alas, it's just that this scene is so similar.

Jing Chong felt a little nervous physically and mentally, "Is your stomach uncomfortable?"

When Lin Yanxiu heard the sound, although his ears were buzzing, his mind cleared up a little. He pressed his stomach with one hand and felt smoke coming from his throat, "...um, it hurts a bit."

Looking at his sweaty face, Jing Chong felt a throbbing pain in his heart, and he handed the steamed stuffed bun and soy milk to Lin Yanxiu.Some anxiously said, "Wait for me, I have stomach medicine in my dormitory."

Lin Yanxiu was a little dazed while carrying the bag, two words kept floating in his head: Does Jing Chong have stomach medicine?Has he had an upset stomach lately?

When Jing Chong came out of Room 4, he was holding several boxes of medicine, a warm water bottle, and some baby warmers in his hand.

After placing Lin Yanxiu on the sofa, he tore open the medicine box, "You just take the medicine, do you want hot water or soy milk?"

Lin Yanxiu nestled on the sofa, his face was abnormally pale, "...hot water."

Jing Chong really wanted to beat himself up, why did he ask, soy milk was originally bought for him, "Drink soy milk, it was originally bought for you."

Bought for me?Why?

Is it because I didn't finish the noodles at noon?It turned out that his bad tone was just worried that he was not full?

Lin Yanxiu's eyes became hot, and he felt that he was about to shed tears.

Jing Chong...can you stop being so nice to me...I'm really disgusting, very disgusting.

He clenched his fingers so tightly that his nails sank into the flesh, and his heart couldn't stop trembling.

When you have an idea, do you want to steal Jing Chong's things?

Of course he would! He thought about it more than once, and he even wanted to see Jing Chong's disappointed or disgusted eyes.

Just thinking about it makes me tremble with excitement...

He looked at the worry in Jing Chong's eyes, lowered his head, "I... want to drop out of school."

The author has something to say:

The stupid author is going to dig a big hole.

Then Calvin was so sad.

This article will end.

The second part comes in winter.

The protagonist talks about love.