Warm Water Spirits

"How did you feel last week?"

The weather is rarely sunny, and the psychological counseling room on the fourth floor faces the central lake. The lake is green, and the sun shines through the gaps in the leaves and falls on the lake.

Jiang Yunqi looked away and turned to look at the gentle prayer.

Knowing that he was in a daze, Qi Jian asked again with a smile: "How did you feel last week?"

Jiang Yunqi didn't speak immediately, praying to wait patiently.

The young man sitting on the sofa was wearing an obviously large silver-gray and dark blue team uniform. His slightly long forehead hair drooped, interlaced with the same dark eyebrows and eyelashes, and reflected in the bottom of his eyes, bringing out a small shadow.Mental illness and continuous thinness made the eye sockets and cheeks sunken, and the warm and living breath was blocked. Looking closely, there was a kind of extreme coldness that was exhausted.

For a moment, Jiang Yunqi just asked: "Doctor Qi, is the medicine going to be changed next week?" He didn't look at anyone, his blue eyes stared at the glowing halo falling into the indoor floor outside the window.

Jiang Yunqi's evasion made Qi Jian frowned slightly, expecting something in his heart, and Qi Jian said: "Yes. But your current situation——"

"I want to try changing the medicine." Jiang Yunqi raised his head, his eyes were calm, and his tone was decisive.

The sound insulation of the room is very good, and the noise of the youth students outside did not come in at all.

Qijian found that Jiang Yunqi's adaptability was the strongest among all the patients he encountered.Having spent the first two weeks of panic, Jiang Yunqi in front of him seems to be able to control his mood swings and emotional expression well.

To some extent, Qi Jian thinks, this is a set of self-defense mechanisms that Jiang Yunqi developed under stress during his long childhood.

It's just that this mechanism of damage and protection coexists.

It helped Jiang Yunqi quickly build up a strong mental barrier when he had a nervous breakdown, but at the same time, it also brought about habitual psychological defenses, causing Jiang Yunqi to suffer from heavy mental pressure year after year.

There was a slight rustling sound when the pen tip landed on the paper.

Qi Jian didn't say whether it was possible, but he took a pen and wrote a few lines on the case paper. After putting down the pen, his tone was rarely serious: "Jiang Yunqi, if there is still no effect next week, I think it is necessary to contact Mr. Pei. "

The last three words seem to be a gap.

There was a flicker of hesitation in his blue eyes, Jiang Yunqi didn't quite understand, or, in other words, the sudden mention of Qi Jian made him unnaturally confused for a short time—especially at the moment when he was under the gaze of that person.

Jiang Yunqi couldn't help but look behind Qi Jian, the man was holding a gun in his hand, blood was dripping from his fingers.

The bright halo that fell on the ground quickly disappeared, and the black-red blood spread forward on the floor.

Jiang Yunqi looked away, turned to the window, his voice was stagnant, and he opened his mouth to speak, but he didn't say a word.

Qi Jian followed Jiang Yunqi's gaze to look behind him, and immediately understood, after thinking about it, he asked: "You never told me who the person you saw was."

"Can it be said now? This will also help follow-up treatment."

Jiang Yunqi remained silent, as if he had lost the ability to speak after that one glance.

The two sat facing each other for a long time.

Finally, Qi Jian sighed: "I will ask my assistant to bring you the medicine for the next stage tomorrow. The dose this time is heavier than before, and there will be side effects, which may affect future competitions. You have to think carefully about the preparations for the summer competition."

Jiang Yunqi nodded twice.

Qi Jian got up to organize the file bag, with a helpless and worried tone: "Although the first rule is to respect the patient's wishes, you said not to contact me before and I agreed. But next week at the latest, if there is still no sign of improvement, you need to be hospitalized for treatment .In this way, I will contact Mr. Pei."

Jiang Yunqi looked up at him: "Can I contact you?"

Qi Jian smiled: "Yes."

When he walked to the door, Qi Jian suddenly turned around and said to Jiang Yunqi: "Actually, Mr. Pei asked me about your situation during the spring finals."

Jiang Yunqi turned his head and said unconsciously: "I was in good condition at that time..."

Qijian nodded: "That's right. I'm just wondering. Mr. Pei hasn't contacted you during this time? You have changed so much before and after, and Mr. Pei didn't notice the problem that can be exposed in a video?"

Jiang Yunqi's lips moved slightly, and he whispered for a moment: "I didn't video with him."

Qi Jian anxiously glanced at Jiang Yunqi, opened the door and walked out without asking any more questions.

In his opinion, Jiang Yunqi is like the younger generation in the family who thinks he is hiding from the adults, and he can only hide it for a while.

When the door closed, Jiang Yunqi's cell phone rang.

It's Pei Zhe.

The bell rang for a while.

Jiang Yunqi stared at the phone screen, then lowered his head into his knees after a while, closed his eyes, put the phone to his ear, and connected the call.

"Yun Qi."

Jiang Yunqi felt that the short and gentle tone was not real at all.

With his head down, his voice was a little heavy when he breathed.

When Pei Zhe heard it, he asked, "Have you recovered from the cold yet?"

Jiang Yunqi said "hmm": "I have already taken the medicine. It will be better in two days."

Pei Zhe pressed his fingers between his eyebrows, but didn't say anything immediately.

It rained early in the morning, and the ground at the airport was slippery. The staff put up yellow warning signs at the entrance.The scheduled plane was late, and the airport specially arranged a separate lounge for them. Outside the huge floor-to-ceiling windows, the straight and smooth silver wings were reflected on the thin layer of water on the ground, and across the clouds in the sky.

Pei Zhe suddenly felt a strange feeling, similar to the weightlessness before take-off.The heart was gripped by the invisible air pressure, causing an instant pain.

Maybe it's because of the busy running around during this time.

Pei Zhe looked back at his colleagues, most of them were lying on the sofa with their eyes closed and rested, dusty and exhausted.Some were still chatting softly, and they were using their laptops to compare the terms and conditions before the meeting. Everyone had their second cup of coffee in hand.

Jiang Yunqi on the other end of the phone didn't speak, Pei Zhe smiled: "What's wrong? Are you unhappy?"

He was only answered by the sound of breathing gradually.

"Yun Qi?"

Jiang Yunqi took a deep breath: "Brother Pei, I miss you."

The feeling of weightlessness did not disappear, on the contrary, it gave Pei Che a bit of heartache.

Pei Zhe closed his eyes: "It will be over at the end of the month, as agreed, will I take you out to play in July?"

"Okay." blurted out, Jiang Yunqi answered without hesitation.

Compared with the previous moment, Jiang Yunqi seems to have got some kind of luck from Pei Zhe's words at this time, so he answered like this...

relieved.

The feeling of relief.

Pei Zhe frowned, watching the plane slide forward slowly with his dark eyes, and his voice suddenly softened.The glass reflected his tall figure, broad and straight, his hands in his pockets were stretched out, and he was caressing with his fingertips hanging by his side.

He was already thoughtful, even through the phone line, the emotions leaked by Jiang Yunqi's words seldom escaped.

Pei Zhe could still clearly remember what Qi Jian said last time.

——"Jiang Yunqi has been in a good state during this time. Very stable. The situation in the World Championship has never happened again."

Pei Zhe's tone was the same as usual, even with a hint of a smile, he asked Jiang Yunqi who suddenly became less talkative on the other end of the phone: "Yunqi, how have you slept recently?"

Unexpectedly, Jiang Yunqi was a little incoherent at first: "Okay, okay...Brother Pei, I slept pretty well."

Listen carefully to the last sentence, it is repeating Pei Zhe's question.

--lie.

Pei Zhe raised his eyes and said calmly, "I'm going back to China next week, you come to the airport to pick me up."

Almost immediately, the other end of the phone stopped breathing.

Pei Zhe's expression darkened.

It was already certain that Jiang Yunqi had something to hide from him, and Pei Zhe began to think about when it started.

This time I caught a cold, last time I was busy training youth trainees, and preparing for the summer competition...

Pei Zhe recalled that night two weeks ago, when Jiang Yunqi called him, crying, and huddled under the quilt for a while, the moans mixed with the soft panting sound were both sweet and greasy, which immediately set Pei Zhe on fire. Lift up.It was very late later, and the battery of the mobile phone was almost dead. Pei Zhe didn't think about Jiang Yunqi's continuous crying. After all, Jiang Yunqi always loves to cry about this matter.

Thinking about it now, that cry was actually different from every cry in bed before. Jiang Yunqi was really crying, exhausted, trembling and choking, not half happy.

Over the next week, it became more frequent.

Jiang Yunqi was like a young boy who didn't know how to be satisfied and had just tasted human affairs. Stuck in the quilt, he kept asking for money from Pei Zhe, and Pei Zhe coaxed him, entangled him tightly and tightly.It seemed that as long as Pei Zhe's voice disappeared from his ear for a second, Jiang Yunqi would collapse.

At that time, perhaps because of the inoculation given in advance, Pei Zhe didn't think in other directions, only thought that Jiang Yunqi really missed him, young and vigorous, with a taste for taste, it was understandable that Jiang Yunqi wanted to get up without restraint.

Now that I think about it, there are actually many things that are not normal.

For example, Jiang Yunqi was stuffed under the quilt from the beginning to the end, and Pei Zhe heard Jiang Yunqi's breath choking and coughing several times.There is also a short-term addiction-like frequency.

The most important thing is crying.

It's not a comfortable cry when emotional, but a painful cry that is suppressed to the extreme.

My heart sank little by little.Pei Zhe stared at the empty tarmac in front of him, looking a little gloomy for a moment.

It certainly wasn't the start two weeks ago.

When did it first start.

Pei Zhe remembered that Jiang Yunqi said that the hot pot he ate was too spicy.He ran out to call himself, his tone relaxed and mischievous, clinging to people and acting like a baby, saying that he wanted to use his aftershave.

Then.

Pei Zhe couldn't remember the circumstances of the subsequent phone call.During that time, he was so busy that there was a six-hour time difference between Jiang Yunqi and Jiang Yunqi. Often when he called Jiang Yunqi, Jiang Yunqi was either going to bed or busy training.

So that week, in my impression, they should have only made two long phone calls.

After Jiang Yunqi woke up, Pei Zhe had just returned to the hotel after the meeting.During that phone call, Pei Zhe was the one who asked most of the time, and Jiang Yunqi responded slowly and rarely.Pei Zhe thought he hadn't woken up, so he asked Jiang Yunqi to go to bed again, but Jiang Yunqi said he couldn't sleep anymore, so he asked Pei Zhe to rest early.

The second call was from Jiang Yunqi, who said he had a nightmare, but didn't elaborate on what the nightmare was, and asked Pei Che not to hang up.

Although that time was long, Jiang Yunqi still spoke very little.

Pei Zhe talked to Jiang Yunqi about trivial matters at work and coaxed Jiang Yunqi to sleep.

Later, Jiang Yunqi should have fallen asleep.

Because Pei Zhe heard Jiang Yunqi say something in his sleep.

——Pei Zhe thought it was a dream.

Jiang Yunqi said: "Brother Pei, it snows a lot."

Pei Zhe laughed silently, thinking that he dreamed of snow in June.

The standard sound for prompting boarding sounds.

Pei Zhe stood still.

If it started at that time, what Jiang Yunqi said was not a dream.

Even if it was a dream talk, it should not be the "snow" he thought.

Because Jiang Yunqi said he had a nightmare.

Pei Zhe closed his eyes, and his expression became more and more serious.

What Jiang Yunqi said should be:

"Brother Pei, there's a lot of blood."