[Korean Entertainment] Simple, not simple

Before Xu Qingman returned to Quan Zhilong's side, no one knew that he actually couldn't sleep every night.In the middle of the night, he was often lying on the bed alone, with his eyes open, thinking about the messages on the Internet, what the policemen in the procuratorate had said when they interrogated him, and their expressions when they spoke.Then it was daylight.He actually wanted to sleep very much, and especially wanted to fall asleep, and then he could stop thinking about those things.However, he couldn't sleep.Sometimes he forced himself not to think about it, and he still didn't fall asleep after counting tens of thousands.In order not to affect his family, he could only suffer alone, lying motionless on the bed.If one day I can fall asleep for an hour or two before dawn, it is already a very lucky thing.

Xu Qingman lay on the bed with Quan Zhilong, leaning against his chest.He tried to close his eyes, telling himself to fall asleep quickly.However, he still couldn't sleep.In the past, as long as he held Xu Qingman on the bed, he could fall asleep quickly.He doesn't think about any big things.But it doesn't work now, he is also very upset, why can't he fall asleep?

He was annoyed, and his breathing became short of breath.Xu Qingman frowned slightly, looking at him distressedly.The way he opened his nostrils slightly and closed his eyes tightly made her feel distressed.She knew that he must not have slept well these two days, just look at the dark circles under his eyes.But he didn't expect that it would be so difficult for him to fall asleep now.

That night, Xu Qingman also stayed up all night.She was waiting for Quan Zhilong to fall asleep, but at five o'clock in the morning, Quan Zhilong's body was still stiff and did not relax.He was restless himself, but he did not want to disturb her, so he lay still.And she leaned in his arms, closed her eyes, and pretended to be asleep.

Sister Quan told Xu Qingman that she had gone to a psychiatrist and told the doctor about Quan Zhilong's situation.The doctor said that Quan Zhilong has symptoms of depression, if it continues like this, it will be very dangerous.Xu Qingman lowered his head, such a strong person was tortured like this by this incident.But she couldn't do anything.

The doctor suggested that Quan Zhilong can go there in person, and let her see it before he can determine what is going on and prescribe the right medicine.But how could someone as proud as Quan Zhilong go to see a psychiatrist?Isn't that tantamount to admitting that you can't bear the pressure?They knew him so well that they didn't know what to do.

Sister Quan winked at Xu Qingman, and said in a low voice, "I told him he was my classmate, and then he came to visit us at home, what do you think?" Xu Qingman glanced at Quan Zhilong's bedroom, he is such a shrewd person, she Not sure I could fool him.

Sister Quan sighed herself, and said, "I also know that this is not feasible. If it is really my friend, he must hide in the room and never come out. If you force yourself to talk to him, he will definitely find out .”

Xu Qingman bit his lower lip, made a decision, and said, "Let's talk to him directly, okay? Although it may be too much for him, it may be the best way to confess to him." He must be out of his mind The problem is that there is no need for a doctor to see this. Everyone knows it.It's just that to what extent it has developed, they have no way of knowing.

Quan's father also agreed with what Xu Qingman said, and told Quan Zhilong directly, and then invited the psychiatrist to his home, and talked to him like gossip at that time.

Xu Qingman returned to the bedroom, wrapped his arms around Quan Zhilong's neck from behind, lay on his back, and blew into his ears.Quan Zhilong held her hand, looked back at her, and asked: "What are you talking about to my parents?" Xu Qingman looked into his eyes, paused for a while, and then said: "Oppa, let's go see a psychiatrist, okay? good?"

She knew that if she said it, it might hurt his self-esteem again.However, his current situation is really worrying.She was so afraid that one day he would do something that hurt herself like those mental patients.

Quan Zhilong looked at her blankly, his face darkened, and said, "You think I'm sick?" His closest relatives actually got together to discuss whether he was mentally ill!These are his closest relatives, the whole world, and he trusts them the most.However, they did not trust him.They thought he was mentally ill!

Seeing that his emotions were getting more and more agitated, Xu Qingman hurriedly hugged him, patted his back lightly, comforted him, and said, "We are just worried about you. Oppa, it's normal to feel uncomfortable when encountering such a thing." .You are just an ordinary person and you have your own emotions. Let's face it together, shall we?"

Quan Zhilong pushed her away and shouted: "No! I'm unhappy, but that doesn't mean I'm sick."

He exerted too much force, and Xu Qingman's back hit the back of the bed hard, the pain made her tears almost come out.Quan Zhilong wanted to reach out to support her, but the moment he stretched out his hand, he retracted it.Turning around, turning her back to her, she said, "I can control my emotions and deal with my affairs. You don't need to discuss this behind my back."

What he resents is that his closest relatives are researching whether he is sick behind his back.This feeling of betrayal made him really go crazy.He is just in a bad mood, why can't even his closest relatives understand his current mood?He was just in a bad mood, not sick.Could it be that in their hearts, he is someone who will be easily defeated by setbacks?Is that why they don't trust him?

Xu Qingman bit her lips tightly, looked at his back, and held back her tears, but couldn't help being full of sadness.If he could really control his emotions, he wouldn't be unable to sleep all night, wouldn't be so angry, wouldn't see her fall, and wouldn't come to pick her up.He was no longer the usual him, but he himself didn't realize it.In other words, he has already realized it, but he is unwilling to face it.

That night, Xu Qingman had a dream.In the dream, Quan Zhilong smiled at her, a very nice smile.Then, he took out a dagger, a very exquisite dagger with patterns engraved on the handle.The blade is sharp, shining brightly in the dark.That light is bloodthirsty.He smiled, picked up the knife, and cut towards his wrist.One, two, three... He kept cutting his wrist, and blood kept flowing from the wound.His blood was all over the floor, thick and fishy.She wanted to stop him, wanted to hold him, but she couldn't move, she couldn't do anything, she could only watch him cut her wrist, watch his face turn whiter and whiter, and watch him In a pool of blood.