The squad leader knew I was stealing

Lin Yanxiu couldn't sleep all night.

He put a knife and a pair of chopsticks under the pillow. The chopsticks have never been used, but the knife has been used a few times.

When the breath-holding method and imagination method didn't work, he just made himself hurt.

Kleptomania is a mental illness that belongs to the category of will control disorder. When the feeling comes, as long as you relax a little, you will immediately lose control.

I have never restrained before, and I will only feel unprecedented relaxation and comfort after stealing.

This disease drove him crazy, and when he felt strong, he felt that it was pointless to persevere.

Is it really useful to repeatedly hold your breath, imagine, pinch your body, and induce vomiting every day?Why does the irresistible impulse remain undiminished?

When the feeling comes, why is there no slight reaction in the stomach and muscles?

Why is it different from the one on Baidu and Dr. Shen?

What is he going to do?

The little friend still runs exercises with him after self-study and get out of class at night, but it is really useless.

But it looked quite healing, and he didn't refuse.

After Jia Zixi runs and exercises, he will sleep deeply at night. No matter how hard he tosses himself, he won't wake up, which is good.

Lin Yanxiu buried his head in the quilt, trembling with excitement. He wanted to think deeply and persuade himself not to think about it, but he always fell into confusion.

When he came back to his senses, he was already squatting barefoot on the ground to dig through Jia Zixi's suitcase.

When he saw the scene clearly, his pupils shrank sharply. Recently, he had used a lot of imaginative therapy, and he instantly imagined Jia Zixi's disappointing look when he "caught all the stolen goods".

He was stunned for a moment, slightly controlled his emotions, took the chopsticks from under the pillow, and hurried to the bathroom to induce vomiting.

I can't hold on anymore, I have to vomit once.

Thinking of the previous two experiences, he sighed, pushed open the door of the bathroom, stared at the toilet in the middle with some repulsion, but still wiped the whole toilet, and then stuck the chopsticks down his throat, urging him to vomit.

I don't know if his method was wrong, or he was not good at it at the first attempt. After stabbing for a long time, he would only retch, and the things didn't fall off at all.

The feeling was getting stronger and stronger, he was trembling all over, and he was about to break through the door in the next second.

He frowned, put the chopsticks into his throat, and with a little effort, his stomach suddenly boiled, and he spat it out with a wow.

His throat hurt from being poked, and the things he spit out still smelled like blood.

He hugged the toilet and vomited up everything he ate at night. After vomiting, his legs were weak, he was dizzy and couldn't stand up.

Finally...the strong feeling is gone...

Lin Yanxiu wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, and his clothes rubbed against the newly cut wound last night, causing him to shiver in pain.

He opened the door of the bathroom cautiously. Under the dim light, there was no one there. He walked into the hall and heard the sound of snoring from each room clearly, and he immediately felt relieved.

No one found out.

It's good that he didn't find out, so he can still say that running on the playground together is useful.

They could have a few more nights together, a few more laps...

After that, Lin Yanxiu always got out of his bed in the middle of the night and went to the bathroom for a walk.

Sometimes he would induce vomiting, and sometimes he would hide himself in the bathroom for a while, suppressing the complicated emotions before going out to sleep.

Lin Yanxiu found that not only Jia Zixi fell into a deep sleep after evening self-study and running exercises, but Jing Chong also fell into a deep sleep.

This made him relax mentally, and he was not particularly restrained when he induced vomiting, and he was even a little unscrupulous.

His attitude towards himself is also a bit broken.

He even had the guts to steal the emetic that Jing Chong had taken.

Thinking of this, Lin Yanxiu squatted next to the toilet for a long time, and felt that he could stand up, so he got up and opened the door.

Jing Chong stood in front of the door and looked at him with complicated eyes.

Lin Yanxiu took a breath, and immediately hid the chopsticks behind him, "I didn't take them."

Jing Chong's eyes turned red, "You..."

Lin Yanxiu's mind was confused, he gathered the chopsticks tightly in his hand, his fingertips were a little white, and repeated anxiously, "I didn't take it!"

Jing Chong reached out and grabbed one of his arms, and tugged, "Come here."

The place where Jing Chong was arrested was just opened by Lin Yanxiu with a knife, and he was caught in his hand, excruciatingly painful.

The pain made Lin Yanxiu tremble all over, and his eyes turned red all of a sudden.

Jing Chong saw him standing in front of him obediently, his tone softened, and his heart ached, "Are you uncomfortable?"

Lin Yanxiu was shaking all over, he really wanted to hold him in his arms.Ever since the conversation with Lin Yanxiu that night, his heart throbbed indirectly.

Lin Yanxiu became sober after being stimulated by the pain, he gritted his teeth, "...it's all right."

He explained again, "I didn't take it."

Jing Chong heard a lot of "I didn't take it" in a while, he didn't understand, what didn't he take?

Is Lin Yanxiu explaining that he didn't steal?

Before Jing Chong could figure it out, Lin Yanxiu coughed heart-piercingly for a while, his throat hurt, and there was a bloody smell.

He was so coughing that he couldn't stand still, and when he let go of his hand, the chopsticks fell off.

Jing Chong was shocked violently, his heart throbbed with pain from the bottom of his heart, and he seemed to understand what Lin Yanxiu meant just now.

He said he didn't take it.

Didn't take the emetic that he locked in the cabinet.

I didn't take anything from my friends in the dormitory.

He was short of breath, his eyes were sore, how could the person in front of him be so distressing.

Suspend school, go home for treatment, he never wants to see Lin Yanxiu like this again.

"You didn't take it, you got it under control, you were great."

you go.

Jing Chong controlled his trembling voice, "You are amazing."

Let's go.

"... Xueba is worthy of being a Xueba, with such strong self-control."

After Jing Chong finished speaking, he stepped forward and pulled him, the temperature on his skin was transmitted through a layer of pajamas, it was a little hot, he took another look at Lin Yanxiu's face, his lips were abnormally white.

The person in the hand was still shaking.

The wound on the arm was pinched by Jing Chong, a drop of blood slipped from it, flowed down the wrist to the little finger, and then dripped on the white floor.

Jing Chong was so frightened by the blood, how could there be blood!!!

He looked at Lin Yanxiu, who had already held half of the cuff in his hand, and his body was shaking slightly due to the exertion.

Jing Chong immediately grabbed his hand and asked anxiously, "What's wrong with you?"

Lin Yanxiu lowered his head, clenched his fingers tightly, and endured the pain in his arm without speaking.

Jing Chong broke his fingers in a daze.

Unable to break it, Lin Yanxiu's hand was as hard as a rock, and the heaviness directly hit Jing Chong's heart.

He was a little flustered. In fact, he had always been a little scared. Mental illnesses are prone to depression.

He also spontaneously searched for some onset behaviors.

Is it self-harm?

What's the situation now?

arm?What did it look like?

Jing Chong held on to his fingers, but Lin Yanxiu did not let go.

The two stood still.

Jing Chong's fingers were numb, but he still didn't open a crack. He almost collapsed, "Let go!"

The two were at a stalemate. Jing Chong thought he would not let go, but Lin Yanxiu slowly let go of his strength.

Jing Chong closed his eyes, took a deep breath, adjusted his emotions, and slowly rolled up his sleeves gently, for fear of hurting him.

Lin Yanxiu's supposedly white arm was covered with wounds all over the place.

There are also blue or purple pinch marks on it.

Jing Chong pursed his lips, and he moved stiffly to grab Lin Yanxiu's other arm.

Lin Yanxiu lowered his eyes and put down his sleeves. He hid his other hand back and said in a hoarse voice, "Don't look, both sides are the same."

Jing Chong's eyes turned red when he heard this, so he had to put down his hand stiffly and slowly.

The breathless silence came again, Lin Yanxiu moved and whispered, "...I'm leaving."

"Why hurt yourself?!"

"Why did you cut off your own arm?"

"It hurts! It hurts! Are you a fucking idiot?!"

"Why don't you love yourself so much!"

"Lin Yanxiu!"

In the end, Jing Chong was almost screaming. The wound on Lin Yanxiu's body seemed to grow on his body, and he trembled from the pain.

The bathroom is facing Room [-], and Jing Chong's voice was so loud that it woke up the little friends.

Two students came out in a hurry from Room [-], one stayed in the bathroom and watched them, the other went to inform the rest of the friends.

The two moved quickly, lest the two of them would fight.

When Jia Zixi, Li Hao and the remaining friends came over, Lin Yanxiu and Jing Chong were still facing each other.

The little friend watched, and the two of them had stabilized their emotions, but it didn't look like they were arguing.

It's just that the faces of both of them are not very good.

Li Hao stepped forward, "What's the matter with you two?"

Jing Chong spoke bluntly, "It's okay."

"Go back to the dormitory if you have nothing to do, what are you doing standing here?"

"To the restroom."

Li Hao turned to Lin Yanxiu, "Go back first."

Lin Yanxiu didn't move, Jia Zixi saw that he immediately cooperated to pull the man, and before he could grab the wrist, Jing Chong stepped forward and slapped his hand down, with a sound of "slap", the slap was painful.

Jia Zixi covered her hands and grinned, "What are you doing?!"

Jing Chong frowned, "Don't touch him."

Jia Zixi was tricked by Jing Chong, what does that mean?Why not touch him?

Lin Yanxiu walked a few steps forward with shaking legs, he wanted to leave this place.

Stay away from Jing Chong, further away, don't want him to see this ugly appearance.

But he still saw it.

Jia Zixi followed Lin Yanxiu back to Room 2 in a circle, sitting on the bed and lost in thought, what did Jing Chong mean just now?

Let him choose?

Pick one of them to stay friends?

Who will he choose this time?