Kick the wrong car door and ride the wrong horse

"Hidden so deeply, is it a painful childhood past?"

"I don't know, his childhood seems to be sealed, no matter how Yang Ming guides him, he just can't get in." Qiu Zui turned to look at him, "So, probably you can only solve his heart disease .”

"Ah, to untie the bell, the person who tied the bell must be needed. I don't know who tied the bell for him, and how can I untie it for him?" Wu Fuqian said sadly.

"At least he's already tried to accept you, which means you still have hope." Vengeance patted him on the shoulder, got up and continued to work.

There were more and more people in the clinic, Wu Fuqian looked at those people with strange faces, and couldn't help sighing: So many modern people have mental illnesses!

After an unknown amount of time, Yang Ming walked out of the room with his stethoscope on. He waved at Wu Fugan.

"He fell asleep, and all the diagnosis and treatment records are on the computer in the room. Go and have a look, maybe it will be good for you to tie him up." After Yang Ming finished speaking, he turned and prepared to leave, but was stopped by Wu Fuqian, " What did you gain this time?"

"It's not a big gain, but it's better than before. Anyway, go and listen. We'll discuss it after I've diagnosed and treated these people." Yang Ming turned and left

Wu Fuqian stood at the door and hesitated to open it, his heart trembled slightly, what was waiting for him inside?

He was bold since he was a child, and he never refused all kinds of extreme sports, but at this moment, he was persuaded, yes, he had to admit that he was indeed counseled.

……

Yan Qiaotian slept soundly, there was still a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, she must be dreaming some sweet dream.

Sitting in front of the computer, Wu Fuqian had just watched all the videos on the computer, not only the last diagnosis and treatment records but also today's.

Wu Fuqian didn't know what words to use to describe his mood at this moment: helpless?Eager to try?Or let it go?

Judging from the records after Yang Ming hypnotized Yan Qiaotian, he lost his father when he was young, and his mother remarried when he was two or three years old, so there was a man named stepfather by his side. For a girl who was [-] years old, the whole family lived in peace at first, until the girl grew up.

Maybe girls are more sensitive to feelings, so thirteen or fourteen-year-old girls already know how to find boyfriends, not only that, but also bring boys home.

From the treatment records, it can be seen that Yan Qiaotian was once teased by these wild children. As for the method, he did not say, and Yang Ming wanted to get rid of the fear hidden deep in his heart, but the two temptations were all because of Yan Qiaotian's resistance ended.

Wu Fuqian turned off the computer, looked at Yan Qiaotian who was still sleeping, and sighed secretly.

Maybe if this mystery is solved, Yan Qiaotian's illness will be cured.

Wu Fuqian thought so, and did the same.

Fanwai II Modern Chapter Part [-]

After returning to school, the relationship between them seemed to be back to the past. Whenever Wu Fuqian had time, he ate chicken in the dormitory, and Yan Qiaotian hurried to the library to have a meal when he had time. The two of them seemed to have become strangers again.

The only difference is that Yan Qiaotian no longer resists the food that Wu Fuqian prepared for him. After all, he is indeed short of living expenses, and he still wants to continue his postgraduate studies, and that will be a big expense.

In the past few days, Wu Fuqian found that Yan Qiao was always talking in his sleep at night, what he said was not very clear, but he still heard some fragments of words.

He seemed to have called his own name, Yang Ming, and some names he had never heard before, and there seemed to be a lot of fighting and killing in his dream, which made Wu Fuqian somewhat uneasy. I also became anxious when I was sleeping.

The night was full of thunder again. Originally, the lights in the dormitory would be turned on for rest at night, but after a few thunderstorms today, the lights went out. Even the night light that Wu Fuqian would usually reserve was turned off because it was not charged a few days ago. It was getting darker and darker.

Wu Fuqian had already woken up when the first thunder sounded, he sat on the bed and looked at Yan Qiaotian on the opposite bed.

He seemed a little uneasy tonight, turning over all the time, and muttering something in his mouth.

Wu Fu walked down to Yan Qiaotian's bed, he wanted to reach out his hand to caress the other's frowning brow, but he stopped halfway.

As the lights in the room went out, Yan Qiaotian became more disturbed, cold sweat leaked from his forehead, his lips became pale, and his hands trembled uncontrollably.

Knowing that he was ill, Wu Fuqian immediately sat down on the side of the bed, hugged his head tightly, and whispered, "I'm here... I'm here, don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

"Don't...don't come here, don't..." Yan Qiaotian yelled in horror, her hands trembling even more.

Wu Fuqian wanted to hold down his body and keep him from moving, but at this moment he found that even with all his strength, he couldn't make him completely quiet.

Yan Qiaotian waved her hands wildly, as if she wanted to catch the invisible ghost in the sky, and kept muttering: "Go away...you guys go away..."

Wu Fuqian grabbed his hands, pressed him to his chest, and whispered in his ear: "Wake up, wake up, stop talking, stop talking..."

With Wu Fuqian's efforts, Yan Qiaotian finally woke up from the nightmare, but soon he fell into boundless fear, the surrounding was pitch black, as if countless invisible hands were gradually strangling his neck, making him He couldn't breathe.

Wu Fuqian noticed that Yan Qiaotian who had just opened his eyes began to roll his eyes, his teeth clenched his lips tightly, a lot of sweat stains ooze from his body, his hands no longer fluttered, but his body began to shake uncontrollably.

Wu Fuqian wanted to get out of bed to get medicine, but last time Yang Ming said that if he often relies on medicine for a long time, there will be side effects.

He decided to try not to take medicine this time to see if he could survive.

Wu Fuqian hugged Yan Qiaotian's shoulders and shouted desperately, "I'm here, I'm here, don't be afraid, I'm here..."

"Dirty, so dirty, I want to take a shower, I want to take a shower..." Yan Qiaotian kept repeating,

"It's not dirty, I've washed it, I washed it with 84, you smell it..." Wu Fuqian put his hand under Yan Qiaotian's nose, but the other party seemed to hear it at all, and continued to repeat, "It's so dark, so dirty... ..."

Wu Fugan kept saying: "Look at me, look at me, I am Wu Fugan, I am Wu Fugan..."

Yan Qiaotian's struggle became smaller and smaller, his breathing became more and more rapid, and the heaving of his chest became more and more urgent.

Wu Fuqian felt something was wrong, he patted Yan Qiaotian's cheeks, and shouted: "Don't sleep, don't sleep..."

The opponent's breath became smaller and smaller, and the jumping in his chest seemed to have gradually stopped.

An unprecedented sense of fear hit Wu Fuqian's heart. Without thinking about it, he pressed his lips together. He couldn't let the other party die like this, absolutely not.

His lips were so cold, like a lifeless corpse, Wu Fuqian slowly injected his own breath into the opponent's mouth, and gently pressed the opponent's chest with his hand.

Although he didn't learn first aid seriously, Yang Ming taught her how to do artificial respiration before going to university.

Xu Shi's breath hadn't dissipated in the first place, but Wu Fuqian's breath had an effect soon.

Yan Qiaotian woke up leisurely, he was obviously not as nervous as before, and his body seemed to gradually relax.

Wu Fuqian was unwilling to let go of those soft and sweet lips. At this moment, he would rather lie to himself or help the other party do artificial respiration.

Yan Qiaotian felt something strange, he pushed away Wu Fugan, who was still immersed in tenderness, with a frightened look on his face: "You...what are you doing?"

With a "click", the lights in the room turned on, and everything became clear. Wu Fuqian could clearly see the panic on Yan Qiaotian's face.

He got off the bed in embarrassment, and after a while, he said with a smile: "Well...you were crazy just now, I'm afraid you may have any accidents, so I'll give you an excuse in advance." Just after he finished speaking, Wu Fuqian couldn't help it in his heart With a bah, he scolded: I don't know how to make up a better reason. How can I have the nerve to say such a bad reason?

Yan Qiaotian tightly grasped his clothes, his whole body was sticky and made him very uncomfortable, he lowered his head and got out of bed, without looking at Wu Fuqian, he ran to the bathroom.

Wu Fuqian knew that he must have wiped his body recklessly all night, so he walked to the door of the bathroom and said with a smile, "Well...do you want me to wipe it for you? You may not be able to wipe it yourself later. It’s a little effort to help you.”

"roll……"

……

After that night, Wu Fuqian felt that the relationship between himself and Yan Qiaotian seemed to have undergone subtle changes.

On this day, Wu Fuqian took Truman and the others to accept the next-door challenge, and the whole class skipped class collectively just to cheer Wu Fugan and them.

Yan Qiaotian still sat in the classroom well-behaved and waited for the teacher to come to class, but he waited for half an hour without seeing a single hair from the teacher. Finally, he learned from the students in the next class that the teacher also Went to watch the game.

Yan Qiaotian's heart sank, thinking that he should go to the library, he couldn't just sit here and spend the afternoon, right?

To go to the library, you have to go through the playground. To be honest, Yan Qiao really didn’t want to go there. First, there were too many people, and he hated them the most. He always felt that even the air was dirty. Watching the game, there must be very few people in the library, so I can naturally read a book at ease

Thinking of this, he still decided to go to the library to read a book. At worst, he ran over when he passed the playground, and just held his breath by the way.

Yan Qiaotian thought so, and did the same, but his body was too thin, and he couldn't dodge the speeding basketball on the playground. This time, he was knocked to the ground again.

Seeing this situation, Wu Fuqian didn't care about the many teachers and professors beside him, he stepped forward and gave the passer a heavy punch, and then ran towards Yan Qiaotian.

The girls around who were still committing nympho for Wu Fu immediately quieted down and turned their heads to look at his back.

Without even thinking about it, Wu Fuqian hugged Yan Qiaotian up, and then a group of people on the playground said: "Who the hell dares to touch him in the future, I will make it hard for you every day."

Yan Qiaotian wanted to break free from his embrace, but was hugged even tighter by the other party. In desperation, he could only softly say: "Put me down quickly, it's so dirty...so dirty..."

Wu Fuqian couldn't tolerate his resistance at all, so he turned around and walked towards the dormitory with him in his arms, "It's okay, after I go back, I will wash it clean for you...use 84 disinfectant..."

Everyone was talking about it. Seeing this situation, most of the girls felt that their eyes were probably blind. How could such a handsome man who is good at playing basketball stand out for another man?Is he gay?

Well, after this incident, rumors that Wu Fuqian was gay quickly spread on campus.

……

When Wu Fuqian first entered this school, he basically came in with the minimum admission line, but his family was rich, so after donating a few cow hairs to the school's laboratory for research funds, he naturally transferred to the school's best student. The department is also the best class came.

The Wu family has only one son, Wu Fugan, and someone has to inherit the wealth left behind by his parents, so how can he watch his son fall into the gay circle without knowing it?

So shortly after the playground gate incident, Wu Qiong came.

His hair is slightly gray, but it can be seen from the skin that it is well maintained

He should know the purpose of his visit. How could Wu Fuqian live in the same dormitory with such a man?It's okay to change, even to the girls' dormitory.Also, that boy must be expelled, how can he stay in the school and tarnish the atmosphere of the school building?

The headmaster didn't say anything and thought in his heart: This also needs the consent of the girls in the girls' dormitory!

Naturally, the discussion was fruitless. The principal only agreed to help change seats and change dormitories, but he could not agree to expel Yan Qiaotian. After all, there are not many hardworking and talented children like Yan Qiaotian. He will continue to stay for graduate school. Maybe he will become a blockbuster when he is a graduate student?

After sending Wu Qiong away, the principal called Yan Qiaotian's head teacher to the office. No matter what, they had to find a way to deal with Wu Qiong, otherwise who would they ask for the funds for the second half of the year?

Sure enough, the head teacher asked Wu Fuqian to move out of Yan Qiaotian's dormitory in the afternoon, but he was not so easy to mess with. Since Lao Tzu had already interfered in the school, he didn't need to worry so much.

Wu Fuqian pushed away the principal's office, with an angry expression on his face, he went straight to the desk, sat down, and put his legs on the edge of the desk, "It seems that you are afraid that he will not be afraid of me? Don't forget, wait for him The money is mine after death."

The principal smiled obsequiously: "Your father is still very young, how could it be so early..."

Wu Fuqian smiled contemptuously and said, "You are also very young. If my source is correct, you seem to be much younger than him. Who knows whether you are in front or he is in front?"

"How can you say that?" the headmaster said unhappily with a dark face.

"Although it sounds ugly, it's just the truth. Tell him that if you interfere with my affairs again, I will let him die without a son." Wu Fuqian turned around to leave, but suddenly he stood still and said, "The principal is also smart. , you should know how to tell him."

"I said Mr. Wu, why don't we let Yan Qiaotian move out first, and when the gust of wind passes, we can..." the principal said awkwardly.

"What if I disagree?"

"But you and him are boys after all, this gossip is too ugly."

Wu Fuqian stared at the principal and said, "Let me tell you, I don't care if he is a man or not, as long as he is what I like, no one will want to tear him apart."

The headmaster looked at Wu Fuqian's duty-bound back, and couldn't help frowning. The two father and son had conflicts, and he was asking for trouble in the middle.

……

After Wu Fu made such a fuss, the matter of changing the office and changing seats could only be let go, but Yan Qiaotian had strange eyes everywhere he went, which made him really unbearable.

On this day, Yan Qiaotian came to Yang Ming's clinic for a routine checkup, and Wu Fuqian happened to be there too, but his face was strangely ugly, and he felt uncomfortable when looking at him.

"I've said it all, I'll come with you. What's wrong with you, are you deaf?" Wu Fuqian wanted to grab Yan Qiaotian's shoulders, but the other party backed away slightly, and Wu Fuqian had no choice but to give up and take it back. The half-stretched hand.

Yan Qiaotian said embarrassingly: "I can do it by myself. For so many years, I have lived alone, so..."

"You want to escape from me, it's too late..." Wu Fuqian said unhappily, then turned and walked out of the room.

He was so angry that he usually prepared food for him, prepared bath water for him, collected his clothes and quilts, and even helped him wash his clothes. He had never done these things before, and he thought he would change them. It's good to be close to the other party now, and the distance between him and him is getting farther and farther.

Yang Ming looked at his angry face and said with a smile: "You kid is too anxious, he is still sick, you want to take him down?"

"What are you talking about, do you think it's what a big brother said?" Wu Fuqian was already in a bad mood, and if Yang Ming said such eccentric words, he would be even more angry.

"Okay, don't be angry. What's yours is yours after all. It's not yours. It's useless to force it." After Yang Ming finished speaking, he opened the door and went in.

Wu Fugan stared at the door, turned around and left in displeasure.

……

Yang Ming knew that it was not easy to open Yan Qiaotian's heart, but today he really gained something.

"Can we just chat like this for a while today?" Yan Qiaotian stopped Yang Ming's hypnosis, he was a little irritable, Tebi wanted to find someone to vomit his bitterness to.

Yang Ming put away the props, leaned lazily on the chair, put down the recording pen in his hand, and even turned off the video recorder beside him.

"Do you want to talk?" Yang Ming asked softly.

Yan Qiaotian glanced at him and asked, "Are you married to that man named Qiu Zui outside? I think you look at him differently from other people."

Yang Ming's face was filled with a warm smile, "You are very observant. You are usually silent, but I didn't expect everything to be in your eyes."

Yan Qiaotian smiled shyly: "Actually, it's just a guess. I'm always too slow when it comes to feelings."

"I believe this sentence, if it wasn't because of his slowness, how could that boy be so neurotic, uncertain." After Yang Ming finished speaking, he secretly observed He Yan Qiaotian's subtle expressions.

Yan Qiaotian's eyes darkened, and she replied awkwardly: "Doctor Yang, I'm different from you, I'm not gay, I like the opposite sex."

"How dare you say that you have no feelings for him at all." Yang Ming tried again.

Yan Qiaotian was shocked at first, and then his expression gradually returned to normal, "Don't say that I have all kinds of strange illnesses, even if I am normal, I can't have any feelings for him, I just want to study hard now, Fight for more opportunities to go to school, don't waste your life."

Yang Ming's shrewd eyes flashed across Yan Qiaotian's face, "I guess you probably had an unhappy family when you were young, so you want to go to school to escape all this and get rid of all this at the same time?"

Yan Qiaotian was not surprised, he sighed and said: "I think Wu Fuqian must have told you about my matter, and I know very well that I have a disease in my heart, and I know it is impossible to completely cure it, but I would like to be relieved, but this does not include selling one's spiritual wisdom to seek relief."

"I really want to know what he did to make you use such words to describe him?" Yang Ming moved his body unnaturally.

Yan Qiaotian stood up, walked to a place far away from Yang Ming, and said slowly: "Just because I don't resist doesn't mean I will accept it, so I hope he can understand that I have nothing but gratitude to him."

"I won't come here again. Today is the last day, and I won't go to school again, because I have a better place to go." Yan Qiaotian turned around and continued without waiting for Yang Ming to finish speaking.

Yang Ming's eyes became puzzled, and he paused for a few seconds before asking, "Are you here to say goodbye?"

"Yes, things have to have a beginning and an end. I was very grateful when you agreed to treat me for free. Since I want to leave, I have to come and say it in person."

"Does he know?" Yang Ming's face became serious.

Yan Qiaotian said expressionlessly: "I don't know, of course I didn't want to tell him. After all, I have no other relationship with him other than being at the same table or being roommates."

"You want me to tell him?" Yang Ming asked tentatively.

"Whatever you want," Yan Qiaotian thought for a while, then sighed secretly. "I don't think I'll have a chance to meet him again."

"Goodbye..." Yan Qiaotian walked to the door and said softly.

Yang Ming had never seen such Yan Qiaotian before. He seemed to be a different person, completely different from the slightly submissive person in the past.

Yang Ming didn't know whether he should tell Wu Fuqian, after all, the other party didn't care about him, and he was not the same Yan Qiaotian as before.

……

The spring breeze in March brushes the cheeks with the fragrance of soil and grass, which makes people feel refreshed.

Wu Fuqian dragged his exhausted body back to the dormitory. Since Yan Qiaotian left without a word, his life has changed completely. He no longer plays basketball or plays games. Whenever he has time on weekdays, he will Yan Qiaotian used to go to the library to read books, as if only being in the sea of ​​books could make him forget his troubles.

No one else lived in the dormitory, and the bed on the opposite side remained as if Yan Qiao was there, and even the shoes and clothes he didn't take away were neatly placed on the bed.

On the day Yan Qiaotian arrived, he had rushed to the airport, but he didn't find Yan Qiaotian's shadow. In the end, he even used his father's relationship to find out the list of people who left the city that day, and Yan Qiaotian was not among them. He was confused about the name, and he searched the city for days like a headless chicken, but still found nothing.

Wu Fuqian knew autumn from summer, and winter from autumn. Now that it is spring, he still has not given up.

"Boss, we are short of digging up the city three feet!" Truman obviously didn't help to find it every day or two, so he was already full of complaints.

Wu Fu gave him a blank look, "Then hurry up and find someone to dig the ground, I'm waiting for your good news."

Trumen reluctantly walked to Yan Qiaotian's side and said, "Boss, I think he must have left by car, or simply beat him up. We can't find out about these things."

"I said a long time ago that even if it takes me a lifetime to find him, you will find him for me." Wu Fuqian's tone was unquestionable.

Truman shook his head and left one after another with others. At this time, Yang Ming, who had never been in school, rushed into his dormitory.

"I found a strange thing. I don't know if it has something to do with Yan Qiaotian?" Yang Ming said out of breath.

Wu Fuqian didn't care about letting him catch his breath, and asked eagerly, "What's the matter?"

Yang Ming calmed down and continued: "I had a classmate in the United States. He was claustrophobic. Last year I heard that he didn't want to go back to China and wanted to stay in the United States. But recently I heard that he came back. Not only that, but also published a sensational paper in an internationally renowned journal."

"What does this have to do with Yan Qiaotian?" Wu Fuqian asked in confusion.

"Don't listen to me in a hurry." Yang Ming raised the herbal tea on the table and drank it in one gulp. "I've read that paper. It mentioned a very typical case, which I think is very similar to Yan Qiaotian."

Wu Fuqian shook his head lightly and said, "There are many claustrophobic people in this world. Why do you feel that you are similar to him?"

"You should know that I also wanted Yan Qiaotian to stay and do some research, but this not only requires his active cooperation, but also needs to be supplemented by medical treatment, but those drugs have not passed the test, so I finally gave up. It’s just that I didn’t expect him to use such illegal means to do research.” Yang Ming looked at Wu Fuqian and said firmly, “I believe that person must be Yan Qiaotian, he not only has claustrophobia but also typical obsessive-compulsive disorder. It is almost exactly the same as the person mentioned in the article, and the author explained at the end of the paper that he has been tracking this patient for nearly a year, which also coincides with the time when Yan Qiaotian disappeared."

"Do you know where your classmate is?" Wu Fuqian's eyes flashed with anger.

Yang Ming patted him on the shoulder and said, "I can take you there, but you have to promise me not to mess around, otherwise..."

"I only want him, and I don't care about anything else."

……

For a person with claustrophobia, being locked in a small room all day is really a crushing thing.

Yan Qiaotian should have become stupid because of being treated like this.

When Wu Fuqian saw him, his eye sockets were slightly moist, and no one knew the pain in his heart.

Wu Fuqian walked towards him slowly, Yan Qiaotian's eyes didn't seem to have any focus, and kept looking around aimlessly.

He was finally no longer afraid of himself. When he approached, except for those confused eyes, he was no longer short of breath and his heart beat faster.

Wu Fuqian didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing for Odie. It was his pursuit to be by his side all the time, but when he could get close to him, he could hold his hand tightly and hug him tightly. In his arms, he no longer knew himself.

"I'll take you home." Wu Fugan hugged him tightly, and he was like a child, snuggling against his chest with a smile.

Wu Fuqian knew that there were still many setbacks waiting for him in the future, but as long as Yan Qiaotian was by his side, everything would be fine in the near future.

He firmly believes, and he also firmly believes…………………………