What bad thoughts does the little milk dog have?

Argument 9

Outside the window was lightning and thunder, accompanied by heavy rain, knocking on the window to make a sound, and the atmosphere inside the house was a little subtle.

The distance between the two is also a bit too close.

Seeing Fu Xingran huddled himself between the chairs, Su Lixu stared at him with pitch-black eyes, he didn't intend to answer for a long time: "I'll talk about skipping class next time, you rest, I'll go to sleep on the sofa."

After speaking, he stood up.

But Fu Xingran still maintained this posture without moving, as if he didn't intend to let him go.

"Want to answer?" Su Lixu asked.

"I won't tell you." Fu Xingran let go of his hands and stood up.

Su Lixu laughed out loud, he had nothing to do, he turned sideways, closed the computer and walked out of the room.

He thought, Fu Xingran was really good at handling him, knowing that acting like a baby to him would soften his heart.

But he also has to tell Fu Xingran clearly that this liking is not a willful preference, and he doesn't care about other things, but he still needs to understand some proportions.

Fu Xingran didn't move, he watched Su Lixu leave the room sideways, staring at the direction in which the man left.The weakness on his face gradually disappeared, replaced by annoyance.

You shouldn't have acted too hastily, you shouldn't have snatched your brother's cell phone because of jealousy, it's really not right, my brother doesn't like rude people, he was rude just now.

But luckily that person was just a colleague, luckily.

He walked to the French windows.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the heavy rain was still there, hitting the windows, and the rainwater slid off the glass. The glass reflected the appearance of the young man at this time, with lowered eyebrows, silent, quiet, and so docile and pathetic, that one couldn't bear to say harsh words.

In the next moment, he saw Fu Xingran's brows and eyes stretched, his eyes were still half quiet and obedient just now, and there was a smile and paranoia in his eyes, he laughed and said:

"It must be that my expression was not in place just now, so my brother doesn't feel sorry for me. I will do better next time, and my brother will definitely not be willing to scold me."

Then, as if thinking of something, the smile on Fu Xingran's face became brighter, but he looked like a vicious devil.

With the rain in late autumn, the weather is much cooler.

Su Lixu turned on the heating in the room but forgot to turn on the central air conditioner in the living room. He felt a little cold when he slept on the sofa in the living room until midnight.

In a daze, I just felt that there was some heat source squeezed in in front of me, because my hands and feet were a little cold, I subconsciously stuck to the heat source, and I didn't feel that there was an extra person on the sofa, and I was hugged into a warm embrace.

Also completely unaware of softness and warmth, danger is approaching.

There is no light left in the living room, only the light from the window enters the room vaguely, and the reflection of the protective net on the balcony falls on the ground.And the shadow on the ground overlaps with the shadow hugging on the sofa, and the whispering and shaking shadows overlap and are ambiguous.

"……elder brother."

"Brother, I'm afraid."

"My brother is thundering, I dare not sleep alone..."

"...I'll sleep with you in my arms, okay?"

Su Lixu fell into a drowsy sleep, when suddenly he heard a sound that kept ringing next to his ears, his ears were scorched by the heat, making it itchy and uncomfortable, he let out a light hey, and turned his face away with a frown.

"Brother, can you hear me?"

"... Star Burning?"

At this moment, Su Lixu gradually regained consciousness from his confusion. He heard Fu Xingran's call, but his mind was not completely clear, and he even forgot why he was on the sofa.

At this moment, he felt his left chest being pulled.

As if some nerve was touched, his brain instantly woke up. He wanted to sit up reflexively, but at this moment he found that his waist was tightly surrounded by Fu Xingran behind him, and he was lying on Fu Xingran's body. In Xing Ran's arms.

The sofa is not too small, but two grown men are lying here, but it looks extra compact.

This guy actually came to the sofa?

"Fu Xingran." Su Lixu raised his hand to hold Fu Xingran's hand on his heart: "What are you doing?"

Fu Xingran listened to Su Lixu's slightly sleepy, hoarse and lazy voice. On the sofa, in such an intimate distance, the voice seemed like a leavening agent, making his greedy thoughts more and more inflated.

It swelled almost to the point of overflowing.

He buried his face in Su Lixu's shoulders and closed his eyes, he didn't respond, he didn't let go of the person in his arms, he called 'Brother' softly, and let himself cry with extreme concentration, as if he was extremely frightened .

Su Lixu noticed that Fu Xingran didn't respond to him, but cried and called to himself in fear, hugging him tightly.He frowned, is this sleepwalking?

"Xing Ran?" He called out tentatively.

He didn't get Fu Xingran's response but got Fu Xingran's behavior of continuing to stimulate his nerves. Su Lixu tightened his back and immediately pressed Fu Xingran's hand. The environment was too quiet, and he heard his breathing was disordered.

He felt Fu Xingran's intentions, but he didn't know whether Fu Xingran was sleepwalking or did it for a reason.

But for the sake of safety, he didn't move, he just restrained Fu Xingran's hand and didn't break free.

"... a lot of blood, my mother bleeds a lot, I dare not come out... There is thunder, what should I do, it's so scary..."

At this moment, a bright flash of lightning flashed outside the window, and with a bang, thunder struck, and Fu Xingran behind him seemed to be crying from fright, his body trembling with fear, and he hugged him even tighter.

And Fu Xingran's intermittent murmurs were like sleepwalking in an unconscious state, making Su Lixu feel that this guy is indeed sleepwalking, and now he can't do anything, the only thing he can do is to stay still.

But just because he doesn't move doesn't mean Fu Xingran doesn't move, the next second Fu Xingran grabbed his waist and turned him over.

On the sofa, facing each other so close at hand, the distance between their backs facing each other was instantly broken.

Su Lixu could see Fu Xingran's appearance clearly, this guy was indeed crying with his eyes tightly closed, his appearance was extremely pitiful, but... his hands were completely different from his pitiful appearance, very vile.

Suddenly, Fu Xingran lowered his head.

Su Lixu's pupils shrank slightly, as if he couldn't believe it, his hand holding the edge of the sofa was trembling due to the extreme force, and his knuckles gradually turned white.

Through the clothes, this guy bit him.

"Fu Xingran!"

The shameful scolding was not loud, it could be heard that the anger was suppressed, and the anger could still be heard from the tone.But in someone's ears, this scolding can be misinterpreted as if the mountain road had eighteen bends.

Fu Xingran relaxed a little bit, but not completely, and then maintained this posture without moving.

Like this for about 1 minute.

The culprit bit down and fell asleep.

Su Lixu took a deep breath: "..."

It's going crazy. .

The city that has been washed by the rain seems to have a new look, but the temperature has dropped a few degrees, making it cooler.

The heavy curtains in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows have been pulled away, leaving only a layer of beige white gauze curtains. The light from the window slightly enters the room, enveloping the young man who is still sleeping on the sofa.

Fu Xingran slowly opened his eyes, and when he felt a pillow stuffed in his arms, his head went blank for a few seconds.

"elder brother?"

His voice echoed in the huge living room, but no one answered.

Fu Xingran sat up abruptly, the drowsiness in his eyes was instantly swallowed by the emotion of worrying about gains and losses, he looked around the living room nervously, as if he was looking for something.

At this moment, only a "beep" was heard, and the beige screens in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows were slowly opened to both sides, and the sunlight outside the window completely poured into the room.

Melodious and soothing pure music is playing on the stereo in the living room.

The smart incubator in the kitchen is automatically adjusted to the heating mode, and after a while, the mellow aroma of latte can be smelled.

"The wake-up mode is on, you have a voice message, and it will be played automatically for you now." The display screen on the wall lit up, and it was the artificial AI mechanical voice of the whole house smart home system: "Xing Ran, good morning, I have something to do at school. Go back and deal with it first. There are lattes and toast in the incubator in the kitchen, which will be heated automatically after you wake up, Su Lixu stay."

It was obviously a cold and emotionless mechanical voice, but I could still hear Su Lixu's gentleness and carefulness.

Fu Xingran stood in the living room in a daze for two seconds, and finally laughed contentedly like a child who has eaten candy.

So Su Lixu didn't mean not to want him, that's really great.

He pursed his lips.

As if reminiscing about something. .

"Always worried about being abandoned? Are you still going through the case of your brother?"

During the lunch break, Su Lixu was reviewing the previous cases in the consulting room. When the person sitting across from him said that, he couldn't help but frowned, and looked up at the man in the black shirt across from him.

He Shi leaned on the back of the chair, and the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose made him elegant and academic.

"No." Su Lixu lowered his eyes to hide the emotions in his eyes, and turned off Fu Xingran's case on the screen: "It was a patient I was still in a mental hospital before."

"It's also a borderline personality disorder with more obvious symptoms?"

"Yeah." Su Lixu picked up the coffee in hand and took a sip. He looked at He Shi: "I resigned from the hospital four years ago, but he misunderstood that I refused to treat him because I couldn't accept him like this. A while ago I met him by chance, and his performance made me a little... confused."

"for example?"

"He has changed so much that I hardly recognize him, but I can often meet him in school. Every time he sees me, he will greet me warmly. He looks like a sunny and cheerful boy. Later, he took the initiative to tell me I am who he is. After I recognized who he is, he was very dependent and uneasy on me. He also asked me why I left him in a very stable mood several times, and he returned to normal emotions in the next second. So he The more enthusiastic I am, the more wrong I feel."

He Shi's originally more casual sitting posture was slightly straightened because of this question, and his expression became a little serious: "Are you a student from our school?"

Su Lixu thought this was still your student, but out of professional ethics, he couldn't say who it was even if he was a former patient:

"Ah."

"Why did he misunderstand that you refused to treat him?" He Shi caught the key phrase.

"Mostly because of his father."

"Did his father explain the situation?"

"No."

He Shi's expression was heavy, and he looked at Su Lixu: "Su Lixu, if this is the case, you will be in danger. Four years have passed, and you don't know whether this child has received treatment, and to what extent."

"According to what you said, his dependence and anxiety on you now is precisely because "your rejection" in the past caused him irritation, and he desperately needs an answer from you. If he doesn't get what he wants If you don’t have an answer, then he will try to get it from you, so you will be very dangerous.”

Su Lixu is naturally clear, but also confused: "I know very well that borderline personality disorder is difficult to overcome and cure, but he can manage his emotions very well. I thought he had been receiving dialectical behavior therapy."

"Think?"

Su Lixu shook his head: "Actually not."

"Then what was his attitude towards you when you were still in the hospital? Is it any different from his attitude towards you now?"

Su Lixu thought for a few seconds: "Because there are no rules, it's more clingy."

Fu Xingran's current sense of dependence on him doesn't seem to have diminished because of these four years, on the contrary, he treats him warmly and cares about gains and losses as before, and has a strong desire to possess.

It seems that for Fu Xingran, his father's rhetoric about his departure four years ago did not stimulate him, but it was actually impossible.

It is in such a situation that he finds it a little tricky, and now his identity is no longer a doctor for Fu Xingran, but a teacher, or a closer one can be said to be an elder brother.

There are no treatment rules between them, and the relationship that is easier to approach than a doctor makes Fu Xingran more enthusiastic about him, and he can really feel that Fu Xingran has a purpose for him.

Such purpose made him feel subtle.

Could it be that Fu Xingran wanted to take revenge on him?

"Li Xu, with borderline personality disorder, their world is black and white upside down. It is very difficult to talk about reason and right and wrong with them, because they are constantly wavering about their own existence, and it is this wavering that makes them very uneasy about maintaining interpersonal relationships. Stable. So no matter what happened four years ago, it may not be your problem at all, but the problem now is that he thinks so of you, and what he wants to do must follow what he thinks to happen.”

He Shi leaned forward, clasped his hands on the table, and looked at Su Lixu earnestly: "I know you are soft-hearted, but you can't treat him as Li Yang. Li Xu, you have ended the doctor-patient relationship for four years, and you also You've done what you were supposed to do, so you don't need to take responsibility that wasn't yours."

As if being poked at the center, Su Lixu turned the swivel chair to the window on one side, and sat on the back of the chair in silence.

There was silence in the consultation room for a while.

The warm autumn light outside the window poured into the room, falling on the man in the snow-white sweater, gently outlining his handsome profile, his thin lips slightly pursed, as if he was stubborn, but more like he was following himself Against.

He Shi's eyes fell on Su Lixu's pursed lips, as if realizing what he said just now, his eyes were slightly annoyed: "Are you angry?"

The name Su Liyang is like a thorn in Su Lixu's heart, even if he pulls it out, it will pierce a little deeper into his heart.

"No, you're right." Su Lixu looked out the window at the towering tree that almost reached the window: "I shouldn't think that I can cure every borderline personality disorder just because I lost Li Yang. There is no such affirmation in the world, and I can’t be so sure.”

He just felt that losing Su Liyang was the most regrettable thing in his life, and he didn't want to let the patients he took over with borderline personality disorder get lost in emotions, lose himself in the end, and choose to abandon the world.

"Then what are you going to do?"

"I am not his doctor in charge, and I have no right to diagnose him, but if he is willing to talk to me, then I will listen to him as a friend. If he has resentment towards me in his heart, then I hope he can speak out instead of endure."

After Su Lixu finished speaking, he felt that He Shi had been staring at him: "...what's wrong?"

He Shi laughed helplessly, he looked at Su Lixu: "You, when you are rational, you are very rational, but when you are soft-hearted, you are really soft-hearted."

Su Lixu seemed to hear He Shi's evaluation of himself in He Shi's tone: "Are you complimenting or derogating?"

"Praise you." He Shi laughed out loud, and he raised his eyebrows: "I am so happy to be able to work with such a gentle Teacher Su."

Su Lixu thought he was gentle?

He is not gentle.

"So protect yourself."

Su Lixu met He Shi's deep and serious eyes, as if he was thinking about the possibility that he needed to be vigilant against Fu Xingran, and he could not help but think of last night, subconsciously his left heart felt numb.

"understood."

He Shi lightly raised his glasses, and from the corner of his eye he had a panoramic view of the strangeness on Su Lixu's face: "Please tell me if there is anything, don't be alone, do you hear me?"

"it is good."