After transferring to another school, I was stared at by the student god

Qi Xiang repeatedly compared the 10-digit account numbers to rule out the possibility of Bai Ji's hacking. The only answer is that they are really fucking destined.

Carrying his bag on his back, he trotted all the way to Cang Hao's office. He had no purpose, but thought that he should ask Bai Ji to confirm and make a kiss.

After getting along with each other in the past, there were actually many clues to the truth, but they were all ignored by Qi Xiang. For example, the voices of the two of them are actually very similar. He also heard people call "Brother Bai" to play with him. Do you want to play games?

He didn't think about it deeply.

So does Bai Ji know that his boss is Lolita?

Thinking of this, Qi Xiang paused when he went upstairs, and he could reach Cang Hao's office after turning a corner, but at this moment his toes shrank back as if he had been burned.

Not to mention whether it is a bit abnormal for him to pretend to be a lolita, if Bai Ji knows that he has lied to him, and knows that he has shamelessly called his wife... Qi Xiang realizes that he is impulsive like a reckless A big moth to the fire.

His neck felt cold, and he seemed to feel Bai Ji's cold murderous eyes and his powerful knife.

I can't recognize it!If you admit it, you will be doomed!

Just as Qi Xiang was about to turn around and go downstairs, he heard Cang Hao's low growl from the office. Cang Hao had a meek temper, and usually getting angry was like playing games. This roar was like a waste of his voice that he had cultivated for three years.

Make trouble in the examination room, hand in blank papers, and do not take the exam.

Since Dan Yu opened the school, there has never been such a thing. If Bai Ji did not do one of the things, Cang Hao would not be so angry. He gloated and said, "That bastard in your class is such a jerk!"

Cang Hao scolded angrily, "Bai Ji, you are going too far! You must explain to me today! Did you do it on purpose?"

Qi Xiang rolled his eyes, he was a little worried that his classmates and neighbors would also play with him, the rabbit would bite when he was in a hurry, Cang Hao was very good at cursing people when he was in a hurry, and Bai Ji was in a hurry, the two of them should not fight .

He tiptoed and moved to the door lightly, and listened to the corner of the wall openly. The windows of the office were relatively high. He tilted his head against the window sill and took a look inside.

With his back facing the window, Bai Ji stood in front of Cang Hao with his waist straightened and his head lowered. He couldn't see the expressions of the two of them clearly, but could only feel the low air pressure inside.All the students left school at this moment, and the empty office has its own echo effect, without noise interference, Qi Xiang can easily hear the conversation inside.

In the office, the air conditioner silently creates a chilly atmosphere.

"Give me a reason, why didn't you take the exam?" Cang Hao yelled before, and now he drank a sip of tea to calm down, "How did you guarantee it before?"

"..."

Bai Ji didn't answer immediately, his lips were tightly closed, leaving only a bloodless lip slit, his index finger was clasped on the back of the desk, his eyelids were drooping, and he was thinking about how to answer.

"Where have you been all day?" Cang Hao finished venting his anger, stretched out his head and sniffed, "Going out to play? You smell like cigarettes!"

"No." Bai Ji said, "Just stay at school."

"You, you." Cang Hao was puzzled, "You skipped the exam just to stay in school and smoke?"

"No." Bai Ji finally made up his mind, he looked up at Cang Hao, the red blood clots in his eyes had not disappeared, coupled with his pale face, there was a kind of morbid horror, "I'm sorry, I have a... reason."

"..." Cang Hao sensed that there was something in his words, so he calmed down and gave Bai Ji time to organize his words.

"I have post-traumatic stress disorder." His throat was sore, and after he finished speaking hoarsely and slowly, he was afraid that Cang Hao would not understand. Bai Ji pointed to his head, as if exposing his scars to others, and his brain also This is a dull pain.

He slowed down before continuing, "Today was a bit of an accident. I couldn't control myself in the examination room, so I left."

Cang Hao had heard of this word, but he didn't understand it, so he didn't speak hastily, and pointed to the chair beside him, asking Bai Ji to sit down, but Bai Ji stood there blankly as if he didn't see it.

He said frankly: "I am more likely to attack people when I am sick."

PTSD?attack people?

Standing outside the door, Qi Xiang heard these two sentences clearly. These two words reminded him of what Ying Qiu said in the toilet that day. Could it be that the so-called "Bai Ji beat the teacher for no reason" was because of this sick?

wrong!

His mind flashed through Bai Ji's house that was splashed with paint and the abnormality he showed that day, it should be that day that Bai Ji got sick, before that Bai Ji was normal, his face was not so pale, not so thin , Dark circles are not so heavy.

And that day in front of his house, Bai Ji kept trying to drive himself away, and didn't attack himself because of his illness, just like today, he was ill, but the preferred solution was to leave instead of making a big noise in the examination room.

Bai Ji has always been a measured person. The fragility he occasionally shows is contradictory to the ferociousness and rejection of people around him. This contradiction attracts Qi Xiang's attention, which is why he pays special attention to it. Bai Ji.

As if responding to Qi Xiang's thoughts, when Cang Hao asked Bai Ji what the teacher needed to help him, Bai Ji replied: "Don't worry, I'm taking medicine, and I won't hurt anyone casually."

Qi Xiang pinched his knuckles unconsciously, feeling uncomfortable after hearing Bai Ji's words.

"I don't really want to be known by others."

Qi Xiang left quietly after hearing this, and did not listen to their subsequent conversation.He was sitting at home now, his notebook full of information about PTSD.

PTSD refers to a mental disorder caused by an imbalance in psychological adjustment after a person encounters or witnesses a traumatic event.

Qi Xiang propped his forehead, reached out to close the notebook, and took a deep breath.

Traumatic/event?

Death threats?serious injury?What does the red paint all over the house mean?

Because of self-blame or fear, carrying the past and staggering on the road of growth alone, did he develop his indifferent and withdrawn temperament?

Bai Ji said that he was taking medicine, but this disease is difficult to treat with medicine alone. What he needs is psychological and cognitive healing. He needs a relaxed and safe environment to help him relieve stress and anxiety.

But now?

Being feared and misunderstood by others, he didn't explain a word, didn't justify a word, like an ice cube born with a heartless heart, allowing others to splash dirty water on him, dyeing him into the color of others' eyes.

And he himself, as a bystander, did he also splash ink on it inadvertently?

"Gada—"

Qi Xiang snapped his knuckles, the pain made him tremble, Qi Xiang suddenly felt a little bored at home, he felt like a pimple grew in his heart, especially after knowing that Bai Ji was the cold and soft-hearted companion to play with, the pimple became more and more The rise got bigger and bigger, as if it was going to block his entire heart.

Qi Qi had a performance at school the day after tomorrow, and now he was holding a handful of chocolates and scattered flowers in the living room.

"Brother, are you going out?"

"Yeah." Qi Xiang gently tore Qi Qi's ear, "I'll clean it up in a while, your mother will definitely scold you when she comes back."

The summer night is cool with mist, passing through the lingering sultry heat, the warm wind blows over the treetops in the community, and blows down a green leaf soaked in moonlight. At a glance, he saw a person standing by the high corner wall.

He went all the way to Bai Ji's house?

It's so late, what is Bai Ji doing outside?

The warm orange light shone on Bai Ji. He was carrying an empty schoolbag, leaning against the wall and playing with his mobile phone with his head down. His face was covered with hair, and he couldn't move his hands. He shook his head trying to shake the hair covering his eyes. Shaking more and more messy, like a pretty little tramp.

Qi Xiang raised his feet and walked over, stomped his feet specially to remind Bai Ji, and sure enough, Bai Ji glanced at him, then lowered his head as if nothing had happened, Qi Xiang didn't speak, just stood beside him and watched.

Bai Ji is playing the king, and the ID is written Blank, which is simply asking for a hammer, proving that Bai Ji is his brother Kongkong.

Qi Xiang: "..."

Unexpectedly, Bai Ji was playing Yaomei, 10-0-21. Not surprisingly, he was able to win the MVP of this game through K head. At the last second, he danced by the spring water, and even after leaving the battlefield, he praised his opponents and teammates one by one.

He quit the game and looked up at Qi Xiang who was rarely silent, his eyes beckoning him to speak.

"What a loss." Qi Xiang asked after finishing his evaluation, "Why don't you go home?"

According to Bai Ji's previous temperament, he would definitely reply "it's none of your business" at this time, but when the words came to his lips, Bai Ji thought about Qi Xiang's rumors for himself, so he changed the subject and replied, "I have smoke on me." Smell, spread the smell outside."

Qi Xiang was shocked, "..."

He actually talked to me nicely?

Qi Xiang felt even more guilty!

"I heard that you helped me." Bai Ji put on a wooden face, and he was cool when he thanked him, with a reluctant and awkward look, "Thank you."

"You're welcome, it's okay, it should be." Qi Xiang was polite again and again.Bai Ji gave him a strange look, "Why are you so strange today?"

Qi Xiang pointed to himself, "Me?"

"That's right." Bai Ji wanted to let go of the usual, when he said thank you, Qi Xiang had to raise his tail and froze.

"You... um..." He hesitated for a moment, "Shouldn't you tell me something more?"

Qi Xiang blinked, and Bai Ji blinked after him. This pair of eyes made Qi Xiang suddenly realize that because of guilt, they became strangers instead.

Bai Ji doesn't want others to know about his illness, and he probably doesn't want others to treat him as a fragile product and accommodate him. The guilt and avoidance of Qi Xiang are actually meaningless to Bai Ji.

The knot in Qi Xiang's heart was finally untied, and his whole body was freed from the tense state, and Bai Ji's familiar smile appeared on his face again, with a smile that was half spring and half teasing.

"You are looking for trouble for yourself." Qi Xiang looked like a bully, with his hips akimbo, "Then how are you going to thank me?"

"..." Bai Ji regretted it, he should have turned and left when Qi Xiang said no thanks.

"Well, you call me brother, and I call you brother."

Qi Xiang's face was serious, he called Bai Ji "brother" dozens of times if not a hundred times, and Bai Ji was younger than himself, so it would be worthwhile to call him brother!

"..."

This time, Bai Ji's ears were not red, he opened his mouth, unable to speak, his cheeks were hot with embarrassment, as if all the blood in his body was having a meeting there.

"Change to another one." He scratched his nails, feeling that Qi Xiang was embarrassing himself, "Don't act like a pervert."

Qi Xiang stroked his chin, as if thinking in distress, "I'll think about it."

Seeing that he couldn't hold back a fart for a long time, Bai Ji spit out the word brother in a hurry, only to see Qi Xiang's eyes lit up, staring at him, as if he had thought of a more brilliant plan to embarrass him.

"Smile for me." Qi Xiang said, "Come and show a happy expression with a cold face every day."

"..."

For a minute, Bai Ji's body remained motionless, not even blinking.

It seemed that he hadn't been happy for a long time and didn't know how to make an expression. The corners of his lips curled up unnaturally, and he made a standard smirk with lightning speed, and then the corners of his lips quickly fell back, taking advantage of Qi Xiang The moment he didn't pay attention, he kicked him angrily.

"Hiss." Qi Xiang wrinkled his face and rubbed his legs, "Thank you so much."

"Climb." Bai Ji turned his head and left, "Seeing you get nervous at night, what kind of requests are you asking for?"

"Wait." Qi Xiang grabbed his schoolbag and stuffed a piece of chocolate in his pocket, "Your reward, go."

Bai Ji staggered and asked, "What?"

Qi Xiang: "Time bomb/bomb."

"..." Bai Ji had never had such an elementary school conversation with anyone in his life, and he asked sincerely, "Qi Xiang, tell me the truth, is there something wrong with you?"