Stockholm syndrome

I hurried to open the door, my dad was carrying a bag of things, half of his mask was pulled down.A thin layer of sweat has already emerged from the tip of the nose.

"Give me the things." I took the things over, and they were quite heavy.

"I don't know what's going on today, I divided too much. The white plastic bag was for food, and I didn't tell anyone that you came back, so I divided it into 2 portions. The preparation was quite thoughtful." My dad pointed out Pointing to the tea table, motioned for me to put the food on it first.Li Weiran said on the phone that he had already greeted his father, and now it seems that it is true.

My dad and I are fine, these are optional, my only wish is to allow my mom to receive the best medical treatment.I don't know what's going on with my mother. Our family is not rich, but it is a well-to-do family, and our parents have a decent job.I am somewhat proud, and I also dismiss the children of rich and powerful families.But now, those so-called noble morals suddenly disappeared. I want to call Li Weiran and ask him to help me.

"The meal given today is pretty good." My dad took out the lunch box with our house number written on it from the bag. "Chen'er, eat quickly. I'll call your mother again." My mother's cell phone has been disconnected, and my father has been calling the M hospital to check on my mother's condition these days.I've been calling all morning and the line is busy.

"Dad, take a break. I'll call. Don't worry, my mother is sure to be fine. If there is anything to do, she will definitely call. Nonewsisgoodnews." I responded with my poor English pronunciation and handed the chopsticks to him.Trying to lighten up the atmosphere, but no matter what we can't relax.

Stress and stress can lead to stomach problems, which is why chronic gastritis is especially prevalent in stressful industries.I think my willpower is still not strong enough to regulate my body.When I went to look for ibuprofen tablets in the medicine cabinet on the bedside table in my mother's bedroom, I found an entire bottle empty.I remember that there were still half a bottle of it when I was a child last month.That's fine, since I've decided to support the family like a man, I probably don't need such weak things as painkillers.

In the evening, another call came.I rushed out of the room, and just as I was about to answer it, my dad had already picked up the phone.I stood at the side at a loss, and my first reaction was that the call was from Li Weiran.I have already thought of a set of rhetoric, if I ask him to help our family get through the difficulties.

I don't know what he will say to my dad, and I am vaguely worried.There is no relationship between us, why do I still feel guilty.Still in my heart, I don't admit the breakup at all.I can't forget him, especially at times like this, I always think of the feeling of comfort in his arms.

My dad picked up the phone and answered a few times, but he never called me over.His expression suddenly became vivid, and it seemed that for a moment, I saw his lifeless eyes suddenly appear bright.He responded again and again, and when he was anxious, he brought out his Tianjin accent. My dad grew up in Tianjin, but after staying in Beijing for so many years, he speaks Beijing dialect very fluently, and he has almost forgotten the Tianjin dialect.Probably only when you are in a hurry will you say it unconsciously.

"What's the matter, is it Mom?" I shook my dad's arm, the other party had already hung up the phone, but my dad hadn't reacted yet, the receiver of the phone was still in his hand.

"Ah." After being shaken by me, my dad reacted. "The hospital transferred your mother to the intensive care unit. Use the best medicine. She is now in a stable condition."

"Great." I shouted excitedly, jumped up and threw myself on my dad.He stretched out his arms and hugged me tightly, like when he took me to play basketball when I was a kid, I finally made a shot into the hoop after a lot of effort, and then jumped on top of him, and he just hugged me like that.

"The leaders in the hospital are really kind. They said that your mother has worked for the hospital for many years, and will definitely try her best to save her." My dad rubbed his eyes as he said.I patted his shoulder, trying to calm him down.My dad took a few deep breaths, waved his hand, and signaled that he was fine.He turned and went back to his room. Through the wooden door, I heard his loud panting. This news is probably the best news these days.I think my dad can no longer bear more bad news.

How Li Weiran did it, I don't know.He can always do what he promised me, on the contrary, I am the one who broke his promise.It seems that I didn't feel the gap between us very clearly until after we broke up.I always laugh at him, but in fact he is better than me in every aspect except his poor study.I thought I could still live well without him, but I depended on him all the time.

One thing Wang Tianyi didn't know was that behind the framed family portrait I carried with me was a photo of me and Li Weiran at the coming-of-age ceremony.Like my family, he has become my reliance without knowing it.

I brought up the breakup. If I had any backbone, I should refuse his help.But I have never been a saint, and I have no noble morals.So I won't be a bitch and set up a torii.

I need Li Weiran, his help is the courage I need most.I am grateful to him from the bottom of my heart, no matter what reason he helped me, it's okay if he doesn't want me.Or because he felt that he slept with me, so he had to make up for it.I am really grateful and fortunate that he was once my lover.

Li Weiran once said, I am a person who is very easily moved, this is not good.It's really bad, and I understand that too.But he did too many things that touched me, and he did things that were clearly irresponsible.Perhaps in his eyes, it is just alms from the high and powerful to the common people, but to me, it is a life-saving straw, which often allows me to see a glimmer of life in despair.

Sometimes, things are not as beautiful as imagined. I thought things would develop like a good side, but they turned to the other side.I don't know if this counts as a trick.

Just when my dad and I thought that our family would be able to overcome the difficulties and life was gradually getting on the right track.Suddenly, I received news that my mother was critically ill.The microphone fell out of my dad's hand, and he suddenly fell to his knees.Covering his face with his hands, he cried for a long time.

I picked up the microphone, but luckily the other party didn't hang up.Tell me the situation again.Seeing my dad's appearance, I was also terrified.At least my mother is still alive, and there is hope in life.He is also a doctor in the hospital. The hospital is afraid of taking responsibility for things like critical illness notices, so he leaves when nothing happens. There are a few that are really useful.I wanted to comfort myself so much, and I also wanted to comfort my dad, but the words came to my lips, but I couldn't say anything.When I was young, my outlook on life was always so positive, and everything would be considered as a positive side, that's right.But if the result is a tragedy, the huge gap is unbearable.

My dad got up suddenly, stumbled and ran to the bedroom, and suddenly knelt down in front of the Buddha statue.Put your hands together, bend down and worship continuously.My dad is very fat. He kneels like this, with his stomach nestled there, which looks very funny.Perhaps this is the irony of fate.In the face of force majeure, such as life and death, human beings are really small and terrifying.No matter how reluctant and unwilling, the gears of fate will never stop.

As soon as I turned around, the snot remained, which was really strange. It took a lot of effort to hold back the tears, but I couldn't control my nose.I simply raised my sleeve and rubbed it on my nose. If my mother saw it, she would blame me for not being hygienic again.

Mom, I don't pay attention to hygiene now, I don't study hard, and I don't clean up the house.You scolded me for not even wiping the table after eating.You just need to say one word, and I will immediately clean up the house, just like the Chinese New Year, even the glass will be clean.

Maybe it was because of excessive anxiety, I had a terrible headache and couldn't sleep no matter what.I wanted to get up and find water to drink, but my joints were sore and I couldn't even walk steadily.I raised my hand and slowly placed it on my forehead. My hands were shaking so badly that I was afraid.The scalding temperature came, and I really had a fever.

The enamel pole placed on the desk was accidentally pulled to the ground by me.The sound of landing was amplified in the silent night.My dad ran over immediately, turned on the light, and saw me half kneeling on the ground, with the enamel pole tilted to one side, and the water spilled all over the floor.

"Chen'er, what's wrong with you, you look so ugly." My dad stretched out his hand to pull me.

"Dad, don't touch me." I yelled suddenly, my dad was startled by me, and stopped abruptly. "Dad, go and put on your mask. Get dressed and come here with disinfectant!"

"Chen'er, do you have a fever?" My dad is a doctor, although he is not an internal medicine doctor, but he has some medical knowledge. When he saw my appearance, he immediately noticed it.

"Don't touch me. Don't touch me!" I yelled loudly, backed up with a bowed body, picked up the pillow and threw it at my dad.My dad's eye sockets turned red instantly, he pursed his lips tightly, withdrew his hands, turned and went back to his room.Seeing him leave, I ran over immediately and locked the door tightly.Then he began to throw clothes on himself indiscriminately, and it hurt even to blink.

What happened to me, was it a common fever, or was I infected with a virus?I took a half-used bottle of sanitizer from the glove box in the corner and sprayed it around the room.The pungent smell came, and I couldn't help coughing.

"Chen'er, I put on my mask and put on my clothes. Open the door for me!" My dad slammed on the door and shouted.

"Dad, I'm sorry. I'm sorry. I originally wanted to accompany you through the difficulties, but I dragged you down unexpectedly. I'm sorry, I'm a bastard!" The eyes hurt from the disinfectant, and the tears could not be suppressed.I sat down close to the door, still tightly holding the half bottle of disinfectant in my hand.