Prisoner direction

It was almost two o'clock in the afternoon when Fu Guan returned to Wen's house, and as soon as he entered the door, he saw Shen Qiu walking quickly, with an anxious expression on his face.

"Mr. Fu, go up and have a look. If Xixi still doesn't open the door, you can only call the locksmith. The door of his room can't be opened with the key. Oh, what should I do? He has never done this before. If someone Three chiefs..."

"No." Fu Guan was also very worried, and before Shen Qiu could finish speaking, he prepared to go upstairs.

On the way up the stairs quickly, he felt very remorseful, knowing that BPD patients are afraid of waiting and fearing the disappearance of people around them, but he...

But it's useless to think about it now, no matter what method he uses next, he must appease him.

Breathing heavily, he ran outside the door of Wen Langxi's room, adjusted his tone as much as possible, and said softly to the crack of the door: "Langxi, are you in? If you are, answer, come out and let's eat together."

I put my ear against the crack of the door, wanting to hear the voices inside.

Unfortunately, nothing happened.

Fu Guan became more and more anxious, and grabbed the long hair that had fallen to the side of his face due to strenuous exercise just now, and his heart beat faster and faster, and he began to be afraid.

I'm afraid something will happen to Wen Langxi.

Blame yourself.

Blame yourself.

Blame yourself.

Take a deep breath, suppress the panic in your heart, and continue to say softly: "Open the door, please, I want to go in and see you."

Still no answer.

"Is it your fault that I didn't tell you before I left, that I did something wrong, and I will tell you where I go next time, come out and meet me?"

Fu Guan's hand on the doorknob was trembling, his breathing became heavier and heavier, and the sound he made was tinged with tremor.

"Langxi, what are you doing inside, just answer me, please?"

"Just say yes, and I'll go down and cook for us when you say yes, and we'll eat for the two of us later, okay..."

Panic outside the door, silence inside.

A door separated the intimacy between the two in the past.

Fu Guan's heart was getting more and more desperate. Just at this moment, his face had turned pale, and his formerly bright red lips had lost any color. If he looked closely, he still trembled slightly.

He wanted to refute it one last time, and if there was still no movement, he could only call someone.

His bony hands patted the door vigorously twice, no longer as cautious as before, with strong emotions in his voice, "Wen Langxi! Let me in! I..."

Before he finished speaking, the closed black wooden door in front of him was suddenly opened from the inside.

It's Wen Langxi.

The person who suddenly appeared in front of Fu Guan was exactly the same as in the past. His facial features made his face more distinct. His eyebrows slanted into his temples, his dark and deep eyes, and his well-dressed clothes didn't look like shutting himself in The person in the room who was silent for two hours.

But it was different from the past, the tenderness and nostalgia in his eyes when he looked at Fu Guan was not there, but only alienation and disgust.

Fu Guan was stabbed by this hostile look.

Before he had time to speak, the other party's deep and indifferent voice reached Fu Guan's ears.

"Fu Guan, what are you doing outside my door?"

The air froze.

Fu Guan stared at Wen Langxi fixedly, unable to say a word.

Seeing people not talking, Wen Langxi frowned slightly, looking at Fu Guan with undisguised boredom.

"If it's okay, don't stay outside my door, oh, move out, don't live here in the future, people like you don't deserve to be seen by me."

Fu Guan restrained the discomfort in his heart, he never thought that Wen Langxi's attitude would change so quickly.

Although he had expected this day, he just didn't expect it to be in such a situation.

At this moment, he finally realized why BPD patients make their caregivers collapse and suffer.

No one can bear such extreme emotional changes. Yesterday, he was still a close friend in his eyes, but today he has become a monster and a ghost, and has become useless.

Although there is always a voice in my heart saying, don't take it to heart, this is normal, and it will be fine in a few days.

But it was still uncomfortable, as if my heart was being pressed by a huge rock, it was difficult to breathe, and it was extremely painful.

It's still my own fault, if I'm more careful, I won't be late, and I won't arouse the emotions in Langxi's heart.

Although the incident of being late may seem like a trivial matter to others, and they may not even take it to heart, for BPD patients, it is the source of fear, despair, and anger.

This kind of emotion is not understood by the world, and one sentence after another of "as for?" is like an extremely sharp knife, piercing into their hearts fiercely.

They began to satirize, belittle, and loathe those who abandoned themselves to comfort themselves. This person is not perfect, this person is not a god in the sky, and this person does not really love him.

Fu Guan is now the kind of person in Wen Langxi's eyes.

At this moment, Fu Guan was very grateful for his understanding of BPD patients. If he didn't understand, he would definitely feel extremely hurt because of it.

During the past few days of getting along, he clearly realized that Wen Langxi is a sensitive, empty, and loveless person. This person has a soft and delicate heart, and he has no reservations about himself and is wholehearted.

But now Wen Langxi has thorns all over his body and evil in his eyes. He can clearly feel that Wen Langxi doesn't want this. He longs to see himself and touch himself, but he can't do it now. Can only be dominated by that sinful emotion.

Fu Guan looked at the person in front of him who was cold to him, not angry, not angry.

Only distressed.

He couldn't bear that this person was controlled and led by BPD, couldn't bear that this person was bound by shackles, couldn't bear that this person lived in fear and despair all day long.

He wanted to take him out and help him escape the cage known as BPD.

He wanted him to be free, so that he would no longer be controlled by vain emotions.

He wants to give him the right to love and be loved.

He wants to save him.

He wanted to show Wen Langxi's beautiful and pure side.

Whether it's the benevolence or sympathy of the doctor, he just wants to hold Wen Langxi, and he must not let him continue to fall into the bottomless and dark abyss.

"What are you doing in front of me? What are the tears in your eyes, poor? Sympathy? Stop pretending!"

The more Wen Langxi said, the more excited he became, "Don't think I don't know, you don't want to stay with me, you never hugged me sincerely. I know all this, so don't put on such a savior expression now , it's disgusting, understand?"

Fu Guan looked at Wen Langxi's disdainful eyes towards him, and listened to his sarcastic words, he didn't object, but just looked at him deeply, his eyes behind the silver frame were a little moist.

Seeing that Fu Guan didn't say a word, Wen Langxi's chest gradually rose and fell violently, he clenched his fist and slammed the wooden door, and shouted: "Are you dumb! Didn't you hear me when I told you to go away! I'm pretending here What affection, do you think I will keep you? Didn’t you come here to observe me? Didn’t you just want to see how a lunatic lives? Now you see it? Yan, I really don't want to see you like this right now, if you want to leave, just go clean, what's the back and forth? Sneaking on me?"

Fu Guan felt that it was hard to breathe, and his voice trembled, "I didn't, I didn't think you were crazy, I didn't play with you, I was..."

Seeing Fu Guan's pitiful look that was different from the coldness in the past, Wen Langxi became even more angry, "Stop pretending! Did you hear me! Stop pretending! Get out! Take your..."

"Xixi, Xixi, what's the matter, why did you treat Mr. Fu like this, he..." Shen Qiu shouted as he went upstairs.

Hearing this, Wen Lang Xihong looked at Shen Qiu who was walking towards him, and then looked at Fu Guan who was pale on the opposite side, the corner of his mouth curved into a cold arc, and said in a low voice, "Raw dogs are like dogs. "

After finishing speaking, he closed the door firmly, separating Fu Guan and Shen Qiu from the door.

Shen Qiu panted slightly and walked in front of Fu Guan, "What's wrong with Xixi, why did he suddenly lose his temper, doesn't he like you very much, I thought he would treat you well, but I didn't expect..."

"Auntie, I'm fine. Langxi can't accept it for a while. Don't blame him, and don't in the future."

Shen Qiu sighed, "Okay, this kid really gets angry too easily, and no one will admit when he gets angry. I'm really worried all day long, because I'm afraid that he will suddenly be unhappy, oh, I'm too tired..."

After hearing this, Fu Guan took a deep look at Shen Qiu's sad expression, and after a long time, he said: "Aunt Shen, you should go back first, I can cook and take good care of him, and I also I know how to communicate with him next."

When Shen Qiu heard this, his eyes widened immediately, and he said loudly, "How can this be done? How can you handle Xixi by yourself, he..."

Hearing this, Fu Guan immediately silenced his voice, looked at the door, then at Shen Qiu, and then led her downstairs.

"Don't worry, it's ok. I've learned it specially. I'll go to Uncle Wen and tell him that it's just a vacation for you, okay? Besides, my father will come back in three days, so don't worry. "

Shen Qiu didn't object anymore, and nodded, "Since that's the case, that's fine, I won't bother you to treat Xixi, oh, I hope he can recover quickly, what a handsome young man, what a pity..."

Fu Guan didn't respond anymore, a wrong way of caring, no matter how sincere his feelings are, it will have no effect on the patient.

It's like in a hot and dry desert, a person who is about to die due to lack of water asks you for a glass of water, but you smile and tell him that the water is not enough, and give him a dry ration.

Self-righteous kindness hurts most.

Fu Guan calmed down and went to the kitchen, preparing to cook Wen Langxi's first lunch.

In the past, he only made breakfast, and Wen Langxi liked it very much. He only hoped that he would like to make lunch as well.

As for the bad attitude now, he didn't take it to heart at all, because he knew that this was not Wen Langxi's original intention.

Fu Guan has already made up his mind, and he is going to bring the food over to eat with that person later.

If he doesn't open the door, he will find another way to get in.

In short, he must enter today.