admire the ordinary

When Mu Fan woke up, he found that he was covered with a quilt, and there was a snoring sleeper on his chest.

Mu Fan shouted luck, yesterday he hugged Lulu with his twisted legs and worked so hard, he even walked and crawled for a while, then fell to the ground unconsciously, unexpectedly someone picked him up, there are still people in this year This kind of live Lei Feng...

Mu Fan stared at the dusty roof, his whole body was in severe pain, he tried his best to prop up his body sideways, and Lulu, who was sleeping on his chest in a mess, fell down in a daze, and opened his eyes in a daze. Open your eyes, look at Mu Fan who is leaning sideways, let out an aggrieved "meow~", then stretch out a claw with a small bamboo board in front of Mu Fan, narrow your big eyes...

It's cute again... Mu Fan rolled his eyes in his heart, but he still couldn't help reaching out his hand to touch that little white head, and when he wanted to raise his hand, he realized that his arm was covered with a thick bandage...

"Ah!" The deafening high-pitched female voice frightened Mu Fan's heart almost to stop working, and one of them couldn't hold it back and fell back heavily. When grinning with painful teeth, Mu Fan heard the girl who ran out quickly screaming loudly...

"Father, you cheated..."

Fraud? !Mu Fan's head is full of black lines, and I'm not dead, so what kind of corpse is it!

After a while, a white-haired old man walked in with a kind face, and the nervous girl shivered behind him.

"Is it better?" The old man sat on the bed and asked with a smile, the wrinkles on his face were full of vicissitudes.

"Well, it's much better, thank you for saving..." Before Mu Fan finished speaking, he was interrupted by the girl behind the old man.

"Father, you are so powerful, you have saved the dead..."

Dad... what kind of name is that, if Mu Fan hadn't seen the clothes on the two of them and the worn-out TV in the room, he really thought he had hung up and time-traveled!

"Xiaofang, don't talk nonsense." The old man said angrily.

The girl stuck out her tongue, but never spoke again.

Looking at the white-haired old man, Mu Fan couldn't help but feel a little guilty. For such an old man, he still has to trouble others to see a doctor for you, so what is his conscience?

Just about to take out something to write, boom!A thunder from the blue rang through Mu Fan's brain, my suitcase!my money!OMG!Thinking of how much effort he had spent dragging the tattered suitcase on the ground, Mu Fan's chest was filled with grief... At this time...

"By the way, young man, is this your bag? We yesterday..."

Seeing Mu Fan's extremely excited expression when he saw the tattered box, the old man's face darkened inexplicably.

Mu Fan smiled and said, his big eyes bent into half moons: "Thank you, thank you, this is mine..."

The old man still smiled kindly, stretched out his hand and pushed the nervous girl, beckoning her to go out, the girl lowered her face, and walked out reluctantly...

Mu Fan looked at the kind old man in surprise, hesitant in his heart.The old man didn't speak, but still looked at Mu Fan kindly, which made Mu Fan even more uneasy...

"Thank you for saving me, I will report to you..."

"What can't you think about at a young age?" The old man's eyes are still full of kindness...

"Ah!?" Mu Fan was a little confused, not knowing what the old man would say.

"Is it post-traumatic stress disorder? It's been a long time since I've seen this kind of illness..." The old man said thoughtfully, but Mu Fan's whole body was covered with goosebumps... Facing the old man's eyes was thick fear...

The old man looked at Mu Fan whose mask was shattered and smiled, "You don't have to be afraid of me, I know it's because..." The old man paused, as if recalling something, then shook his head, "Because I used to know something about this kind of psychological problem, and you, There are too many performances for me to confirm, you were talking in your sleep and your expression was extremely frightened last night, you didn’t have any money in your pocket, but you had some sleeping pills, the most important thing is your pulse..."

Seeing the person in front of him shrinking into the ground as if he wanted to hide himself in the ground, the old man sighed, stretched out his hand to comfort him, but withdrew it after hesitating. "...But don't worry, I didn't tell others, young man, maybe I shouldn't have mentioned this to you, but I think your situation is not very optimistic anymore, although self-emotional regulation and psychological suggestion are important It's a good solution, but it's not tried for you..."

It could be seen that the ostrich-like boy on the bed was helpless but still resisted. The old man paused before continuing, "If there is a chance, I hope you can receive regular treatment, otherwise..."

"I won't commit suicide..." Mu Fan raised his head and stared into the old man's eyes...the initial fear faded away, and there was a calmness in his eyes...

"..." The old man stared blankly at the firm look of the person in front of him, just like seeing himself back then.

"That…"

"Zhi, it's time to eat..." An old but spirited man walked in outside the door, his eyes seemed to be a little gentle on the old man...

"Here we come, here we come..." The old man responded, and looked back at Mu Fan, "Then protect yourself..." Slowly trying to sit up, it seemed that it was a little difficult, but the man who walked in stretched out his hand to lift him up, the picture was unexpected Warmth, Mu Fan's heart is astringent... I always thought that I was pretending well, but I didn't expect that I was just deceiving myself...

Walking out the door, the old man sighed softly... the old man couldn't help touching the scar on the old arm in his sleeve.

"What's the matter? Are you in a bad mood?" the person next to him said

"No, I just saw a familiar person, I hope...he can be stronger..."

"You're so old, you still meddle in your own business..."

"I am willing, what's the matter..."