Please don't touch me at the same table, thank you

"boom--!"

There was a heavy impact sound in the classroom, accompanied by exclamations one after another, the reckless boy adjusted his glasses on the bridge of his nose, saw clearly the person knocked aside, and broke out in a cold sweat.

"Xueshen?!" He wanted to help but remembered that Xueshen didn't like people approaching, so he was in a hurry and didn't know what to do, so he could only apologize repeatedly, "I'm really sorry! I didn't see you behind me just now, didn't I fall on you? ?? Does it hurt? How about I accompany you to the infirmary to have a look? It’s okay if something goes wrong!”

Song Huai knelt on the ground, and stood up after holding on for a while, "...it's okay."

Because of this commotion, the crowd had already gone over to surround the two of them. Tian Xiaojuan said with a worried face, "Why are you all right? Xue Shen, are you dizzy? Why did you feel like you were about to lose your strength just now?"

Her words spoke out everyone's heartfelt feelings. It started and ended with exhaustion. Just now, Song Huai was holding his palms and couldn't get up several times. Everyone saw it.

Wen Lan quickly called a boy to give him a hand, helped him to the nearest seat and sat down, someone folded a paper fan to fan him, someone opened the window to let him breathe, and someone poured him a glass of water from a paper cup .

"The exams are a little more frequent recently." Wen Lan also fanned him with her palm, and said with concern, "Don't push yourself too hard. With your grades, it's okay to relax a little bit."

"Yes, yes, the body is the most important thing, why don't you go to the infirmary to have a look?"

Half of the crowd had gone to Song Huai's cram school, and now you're trying to persuade him with your words.

"I'm really fine." Song Huai pressed his temples, and said after a long time, "Maybe it's because I didn't eat breakfast, and my blood sugar is a bit low."

Meng Xi was not there, and he was not interested in going to the cafeteria to buy food alone, so he planned to go to a small shop to buy some bread. Unexpectedly, he was stopped by the monitor in the middle of the walk, and went to the teacher's office to help correct the papers. what to eat.

The monitor of the third class also thought of this, and immediately felt very guilty, "Blame me, blame me, I forced you to correct the paper in the morning, and I didn't take into account that you haven't eaten breakfast yet."

"Come here," Tian Xiaojuan took out a bag of chocolates from the belly of the table, and sympathetically helped him tear open the package, "You don't care if you like it or not, just fill your stomach first. Chocolates are full of sugar, and eating some can relieve the pain. "

Song Huai took the chocolate, ate two mouthfuls urgently, and thanked everyone one by one.Just as the class bell rang, the teacher walked into the classroom, and everyone helped him back to his place, and then dispersed.Old classmates Tian Xiaojuan and Wen Lan sat very close to him and had a good relationship, so they paid close attention to his physical condition all the time during the class.

What Tian Xiaojuan said is right, eat some chocolate, there is something in the stomach, and the picture that was still a little dizzy just now is switched back to 1080p, and the brain is much more awake.

Song Huai turned on his phone and found that today is Friday, and this week coincides with the Ching Ming Festival holiday, so he can go home early.

Meng Xi made an agreement with him two days ago, he will come to pick up his boyfriend from school this afternoon, and stop by Dr. Chen for a review.

After the holiday is over, Meng Xi will return to school and continue his normal schedule.

This should have been a happy thing, but Song Huai's heart was always heavy, with a bad premonition, but he was not sure what would happen.

·

"It's been recovering pretty well recently."

Dr. Chen looked at the report that Song Huai had just completed and submitted, and compared the above data and choices, he was deeply surprised, "Whether it is anxiety, paranoia, or insecurities about interpersonal relationships, it has improved. After seeing your description, recently and The students also had a few short encounters, and they just felt uncomfortable and wanted to avoid it, and the negative emotions of nausea and nausea before have been greatly reduced or even disappeared."

Dr. Chen looked through Song Huai's medical records over the past two years, showing a sincere smile, "If this continues, we can suspend drug assistance in the next stage, and try to artificially control and regulate emotions."

In the past two years, Song Huai has been suffering from insomnia and severe anxiety, as well as high-frequency dreaminess. Relying on the assistance of drugs to control, Dr. Chen prescribed some sedatives and sleeping pills to reduce the dosage just in case a few days ago.

Originally, according to Song Huai's dosage, he could eat all of it in less than a week.But after this re-examination, most of the bottles of medicine were left with a third, and most of them were mainly due to the psychological pressure that happened to Qiao Lei after he transferred to another school, so he took more.After Qiao Lei was imprisoned, the frequency of Song Huai's daily medication dropped significantly.

After the examination was almost over, Dr. Chen left Song Huai alone.

He put his fingers together, and after a long time of consideration, he said slowly: "I heard that your father is back this time?"

Song Huai was a little surprised, but still nodded.

Dr. Chen let out a long sigh, and suddenly went around in circles, "Among the many cases I have handled, most of the people's personality defects, or the pressure they have suffered in their daily lives, can be traced to the source. From the family of origin. The word parents brings life and reunion, as well as death and parting. It is a lesson that all of us should practice carefully in this life."

When he said this, Song Huai became more and more at a loss.

"What exactly are you trying to say?"

"I mean……"

Dr. Chen was stunned for a long time, and finally smiled helplessly.

"Forget it, I don't mean anything. It's not easy for your father to come back. There are some things you can have a good chat with him, and your mother is also fine."

Before he could reply, Dr. Chen patted him on the shoulder, "All right, classmate Xiao Meng is still waiting for you outside, go quickly."

Song Huai only listened to what he said, but he didn't understand the meaning behind it, but everyone issued an order to evict guests, so he had no choice but to open the door and leave.

On the way back, Meng Xi asked curiously, "What did Doctor Chen tell you?"

"I didn't say anything. Just let me have a good chat with my parents... I stopped talking halfway through the chat, and I didn't ask any more."

"Talk to your parents...?"

Meng Xi thought for a while, and suddenly raised a possibility, "Isn't your mother and Dr. Chen on good terms? Could it be that Auntie wanted to get closer to you, so she used Dr. Chen's words to hint at you?"

"Maybe."

Mentioning this, Song Huai's eyelids drooped slightly, "The last time I went to pick up her at the airport with her, she also said that my temperament is very similar to my father."

He had already heard the helplessness and compromise in his mother's tone, but he shouldn't know how to answer it for a while.

"What a resemblance!" Meng Xi couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth when he thought of the man he saw in the cafe a few days ago, and retorted loudly, "You and him are not the same from appearance to personality, okay? ?”

Song Huai laughed out loud when he heard the words, "It's just a personality. You haven't seen my father before, so how do you know that you don't look like him?"

"...I just know." Meng Xi was a little guilty, and made an excuse casually, "I have been to your house several times, can I still see the picture of uncle? Anyway, I don't think you are like him."

Song Huai was not good at expressing, but Song Zhishen didn't think about others at all, and didn't want to express at all.If I had to say which one my son looked like, would he be more like Zhao Yulan who couldn't speak but only acted silently?

"You said that you are smart and stable, and you can handle everything well, but you won't lose your humanity too much."

Meng Xi counted his strengths with his fingers, "Although he is not good at words, I remember that many mornings before, I couldn't buy breakfast because I got up late, and my stomach hurt from hunger in class. You told the teacher to go to the toilet, and then Silently went to the small supermarket and bought me two chocolates and a chocolate bread. That day our place was full of chocolate smell."

As he spoke, he laughed, "What do you think, buying so many chocolates... The squad leader was on duty that day, and when he went to the back door to check the sanitation, he smelled the smell and thought it was Qian Shuixing who stole it in class. I scolded a bloody dog."

Song Huai also pursed his lips and smiled, "I saw a lot of chocolate-flavored things in your snack box that time, and thought you liked it... plus chocolate has high calories and sweetness, so it's suitable for your emergency situation."

Meng Xi was very dissatisfied, "Why do I have so many chocolate flavors? My dad brought them back from a business trip to Italy. He said that handmade chocolates are different, and then bought a lot of them for me. I usually love them. Eat orange-flavored candy and potato chips, why didn't you realize that..."

Before he could finish speaking, a piercing bell suddenly broke the peaceful atmosphere between the two of them.

It turned out that it was Song Zhishen calling.

His father seldom called him, usually only when they couldn't reach Song Zhishen, and it was almost uncommon for him to call home on his own initiative.

Song Huai was stunned when he saw the name, and he picked it up after a while, putting his finger between his lips and making a whisper gesture to Meng Xi.

"Father?" He asked in deliberation, "What can you do for me?"

"Ah...it's nothing."

Song Zhishen scratched his hair, lost his language function for a while, and couldn't remember what he was going to say, so he could only prevaricate casually.

"Aren't you going on vacation tomorrow? I just want to ask you because you haven't come back yet."

Song Huai glanced at Meng Xi subconsciously, "My friend and I are walking outside, and we will go back after we have a meal later."

"Okay, it's okay. Don't worry, you can eat slowly outside."

Song Zhishen rubbed his fingertips on the table subconsciously, "By the way, Xiao Huai, I have something to tell you. I have an old friend here who works in the planetarium. He happened to have an event recently, so he gave me two coupons... "

"Are you going to see it with Mom?" Song Huai subconsciously said, "Then you go, don't worry about me, I can go out to eat."

"No, it's not with your mother." Song Zhishen was a little anxious, holding the two tickets with the remaining warmth in his hands, and smiled embarrassingly, "Your mother has a job tomorrow, and she has to work overtime during the day. I'm sorry... I just thought that our father and I haven't gone out together for a long time. The last time it seemed to be a trip to the South Pole, but you were severely scolded by your uncle and aunt, and then..."

Song Huai held the phone for a long while without speaking, and was stunned.

Meng Xi knew it was Song Zhishen who was calling, and had been carefully watching his expression from the side. Seeing his appearance, he was also a little worried, so he couldn't help but asked in a low voice, "What's wrong? What happened? ?”

Song Huai looked at him subconsciously, and his father's voice after considering each word came from his ear, "Forget it, let's not talk about those old sesame seeds and rotten millet... My colleague even recommended a new one that is more delicious. Restaurant, Xiao Huai, let's see if you can spare as much time as possible tomorrow? I think we can get along well..."

"Ah I--"

Song Huai glanced at Meng Xi hastily, and suddenly felt an inexplicable excitement. He hastily raised his other hand to hold down the phone, and licked his lips nervously, "I'm free anytime, this holiday school is closed. Three days."

As long as, as long as it doesn't delay father's schedule and work.

He kept the words hidden.

Song Zhishen didn't expect things to go so smoothly, and his tone seemed to be very happy, "Okay, then I'll send you a text message about the itinerary later, you have fun with your friends, if it's too late, call me Give me a call and I'll pick you up."

After hanging up the phone, Song Huai still looked a little unbelievable, as if he was living in a dream.

He briefly told Meng Xi what his father had just said to him, and said in disbelief: "He never mentioned that he would take me home, and we haven't hung out together for many years."

Meng Xi was also taken aback, a bad premonition flashed through his mind, but he still smiled, "Isn't that good, you have always admired your father, but unfortunately you don't have much chance to communicate with him .Since he asked you to go to the planetarium, then you can ask him about his life at the South Pole, what happened to him, what happened to him at work, and chat with your father to relax."

"The time I was most looking forward to in the past year was the summer vacation. He would go home once in a while. At the end of each semester, I would imagine his expression when he saw the dense certificates on the trophy cabinet."

Song Huai smiled, his eyes suddenly fell on Meng Xi's eyebrows.

"After I went to high school and changed schools, I never expected him to come back..."

He frowned slightly, and said softly, "I'm looking forward to you."

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Insert a small tidbit, originally wanted to write, but couldn't find a chance to insert it into the main text, so I wrote it here as an easter egg.

·Ask for leave·Student ID·

Jingle Bell.

The bell rang for the end of get out of class, and the teacher sitting on the podium playing with his mobile phone adjusted his glasses, knocked on the table, and coughed twice, "It's time, each group leader collects the papers—don't write Xie Chao, you write more You can’t earn ten cents for two words, so why did you go so early?”

Xie Chao, who was sitting in the back row, suddenly collapsed on the table, wailing in despair.

As the group leader, Tian Xiaojuan, when tables were collecting test papers, there would always be two cunning people taking the opportunity to peek at other people's answers. She just stuck out her tongue, "You copied Xie Chao's."

"..."

Ignoring the howling ghosts and wolves in the back row, Tian Xiaojuan walked to Song Huai's table with a triumphant and triumphant smile, picked up the test paper he had put on the table and glanced at it, and suddenly realized that something was wrong.

"Student God..." She hesitated for a moment, then handed the paper back, "Did you write your student number wrong? Change it quickly."

Song Huai was slightly taken aback, and took back the paper to take a look, only to see that the student number was filled in neatly behind: 02190328.

……这是孟习的学号。感谢在2020-07-2818:19:46~2020-07-3111:05:14期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angels of irrigation nutrient solution: Jiang Shu, Su Qingbai 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!