My little boyfriend is cruel and obedient

Accompanied by Ding Cheng, Jiang Biegu went to the hospital. The 34-year-old Jiang Biegu sat on the patient's chair like a babbling child and was asked to pronounce by the doctor over and over again. Ding Cheng could see the pinyin of the initials and finals Jiang Biegu was embarrassed and uncomfortable, but if he didn't want to lose his voice, this was a necessary check.

But even so, the result is not ideal.

Whether it is many years ago or now, there is almost no big difference between the doctor's rhetoric:

"Any kind of language rehabilitation training is based on the perception of external sounds or one's own voice, and then through training to restore to the level of communication or ordinary people. In such a situation where you can't hear at all, even if the training is meaningless It will be very big, it will take a lot of time and people will be accompanied to correct it all the way.”

Ding Cheng came to consult quietly by himself not long ago. He had long been prepared for what the doctor said, but even if he felt uncomfortable, he was just a bystander. The uncomfortable feeling might not even compare to one-tenth of the person involved.He subconsciously looked at Jiang Biegu, he still had the same expression and posture, sitting on the chair, looking at the doctor, but there was no reaction, as if he couldn't even speak his lips.

Ding Cheng couldn't bear it, and asked the doctor, "Is there no other way?"

"Since he is mentally deaf, let's find a way to overcome it mentally first. As long as he passes his level, he can recover his language without training." Question: "Why does he have such a psychological barrier? It hasn't been good for more than ten years?"

Ding Cheng glanced at Jiang Biegu and said nothing, not knowing how to answer, but Jiang Biegu opened his mouth:

"Doctor, I want to know, if I can't hear it all the time, what will happen to me in the end?"

Jiang Biegu's individual accent was a bit vague, and the old doctor took a while to understand, and said:

"As time goes on, your situation will only get worse, but because you have a complete language system before you become deaf, you won't be completely speechless, you will be slurred, maybe one day It’s possible that people won’t know what you’re talking about.”

Jiang Biegu stood up from his seat in silence for a few seconds: "Thank you doctor."

The old doctor couldn't bear to say a few more words: "Young man, there is nothing you can't live with, not to mention it's been more than ten years, you have to learn to let go, there are so many people who care about you around you, you have to do it for them , isn’t it? If you want treatment, I can recommend you a good psychiatrist, who will help you.”

Jiang Biegu nodded lightly, thanked him again, turned and left the consulting room, and Ding Cheng also left with him, but Jiang Biegu didn't say a word until he got in the car.

Ding Cheng got into the car but didn't start the engine right away. He turned around and looked at Jiang Biegu about to say something, but Jiang Biegu slowly closed his eyes, which meant that he didn't want to be persuaded, at least at this moment, he didn't want to .

In fact, Jiang Biegu might not be ignorant of what Ding Cheng wanted to say, he was just trying to persuade him to let go, let go of the past, and let go of himself.

But Jiang Biegu didn't feel that he couldn't let it go, he was used to this world without Ji Mian, he was used to being alone, isn't that enough?

It seems that it is still not enough. If it is enough, he will not be in the current situation.

The car drove all the way to the villa, Jiang Biegu got out of the car, and Ding Cheng followed, wanting to go back to the villa with Jiang Biegu, but Jiang Biegu didn't speak, just waved his hand, blocking Ding Cheng's footsteps.

He wanted to be alone.

Ding Cheng gritted his teeth, and walked over to stop him: "The doctor said, you should communicate more now, the less you speak, the worse it will be for you."

Jiang Biegu looked at Ding Cheng: "The doctor also said that any training is meaningless. You can hear my words now, but it doesn't mean you can hear them tomorrow."

"Ji Mian doesn't want to see you like this."

"But he's dead." Jiang Biegu said.

One sentence made Ding Cheng stunned in place, Jiang Biegu didn't say anything else, bypassed Ding Cheng and went back to the villa.

Bean Sprout had heard the sound of the car talking to them a long time ago, and waited at the door early, expecting Jiang Biegu to give him a touch when he came back, after all, he had been obediently waiting at home all day.

But Jiang Biegu didn't seem to see it, changed his shoes and went upstairs without even giving it a look.

Bean Sprout squatted at the entrance for a while, watched Jiang Bie Gu go upstairs and followed him, hoping to attract his attention, but Dou Sprout probably didn't expect that the bedroom could be easily opened by herself even if the door was closed, It was locked from the inside.

The bean sprouts couldn't be opened, so it yelled twice, but the people inside couldn't hear it at all. Finally, its tail slowly dropped, and after squatting on the ground and waiting for a while, it fell down on the spot.

Jiang Biegu never went to bed wearing a coat, but this time he didn't care too much, he couldn't care about anything, and threw himself on the bed directly.

The lights were not turned on in the room, and the light was dim. He opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his thoughts were confused, but he went back and forth and returned to the problem of the language barrier.

The doctor said that in the near future no one would understand what he said.

Although some doctors are used to exaggerating the results, Jiang Biegu believed what the old doctor said, otherwise he would not have let everyone see the clues in just two months.

It is an indisputable fact that his voice has serious problems.

If one day no one can understand his words, what will happen to him?At that time, even life would be inconvenient, and I was afraid that I would not be able to communicate when I went out to buy something.

Jiang Biegu was silent for a long time, took out his mobile phone, opened the voice input software, thought of a paragraph and input the voice, then looked at the screen and converted his words into words bit by bit, the meaning of the words probably meant what he said , but some words are still different from what I said.

Jiang Biegu said one paragraph after another, typed it over and over again, and occasionally there was no error, but in the test he tried for nearly an hour, the probability of this was relatively low, and most of the voice conversions would have some unfamiliar words , and occasionally skip a word directly.

It wasn't until this moment that Jiang Biegu finally tried to accept the fact that he really seemed to be unable to speak soon.

For more than ten years, he has never thought that not being able to hear would be a very troublesome thing, but at this moment he was confused, the feeling of not being able to hear and not being able to speak, as long as he associates it, he will feel a sense of suffocation.

And he may have to learn to make peace with that feeling.

Will you adapt?

Maybe.

But it's also possible not to.

At least at this moment, Jiang Biegu cannot accept it.

Jiang Biegu was silent for a long time, then picked up the phone again, and pressed the voice input button: "Ji Mian."

The word Ji Mian appeared on the screen, it was correct.

He pressed the enter key again: "Tolerance."

Tolerance appears on the screen and is also correct.

Looking at the name on the screen, Jiang Biegu breathed a sigh of relief, put down his phone, put his arm on his forehead, and closed his eyes.

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The summer vacation is long, and there is no need to go to practice for fault tolerance, so Jiang Zheng urged everyone to go on a self-driving tour. Of course, the main reason is that he finally pestered his old father to buy him a car that he had wanted for a long time, and he couldn't help wanting it se.

There are not many people, only four or five people they have a good relationship with.

Fault Tolerance is not very interested in this, but he will not refuse. After all, he should have nothing else to do other than watch stocks and funds at home during the summer vacation. It is not a bad idea to go for a walk. Cheng Ming, who did not cooperate with Jiang Zheng in these activities, took the initiative to speak and asked Jiang Zheng:

"Where are you going?"

Hearing what Cheng Ming said, Jiang Zheng was stunned for a moment, and immediately hooked his shoulders, excitedly persuading:

"What? Are you interested in going together? We are going to Tibet, do you want to go together?"

Cheng Ming smiled: "Can I bring one more person?"

Jiang Zheng's eyes were straightened: "Girlfriend? Finally willing to give up? It took two years for us to meet, we must be able to, but our brothers are all single dogs, there is no girl you want to take, you have to Ask your girlfriend first if she is willing, and don't be abrupt again."

Cheng Ming nodded: "Okay, I'll discuss it with him, and if we agree, add the two of us."

Cheng Ming brought back the news the next day, and the other party agreed. Jiang Zheng couldn't wait to see you when he was leaving. He arranged a dinner that night. It had no other meaning, but he felt that Cheng Ming finally brought his girlfriend to meet them. Brother, no matter what, you have to make a gesture to show your welcome.

Cheng Ming also agreed, but no one expected that Cheng Ming would bring a man who was about the same age as them. He was dressed in black, a black T-shirt and black pants, and his hairstyle was so short that his scalp was exposed. They all carry an unruly wildness, and they are not students at first glance.

There was a moment of silence in the noisy private room, and Jiang Zheng was the first to react:

"I'll wait for you, come and sit down."

Cheng Ming smiled, and looked back at the man: "Let's go."

After sitting down, Jiang Zheng looked at Cheng Ming with teasing eyes:

"No introduction?"

Cheng Ming introduced fault tolerance to them all, and finally said the man's name: "Yu Hen, my boyfriend."

Jiang Zheng patted the table, and raised the wine glass in his hand proudly: "Respect to you, respect to love."

Rong Quo smiled, and also reached for the wine glass, but just as his fingers touched the glass, Yu Hen said:

"Cheng Ming is joking with everyone. I'm not his boyfriend, just a friend."

One sentence brought the lively atmosphere down to freezing point again. Everyone looked at each other in blank dismay. Even Jiang Zheng couldn't say anything to ease it immediately. Cheng Ming looked at Yu Hen with no embarrassment or any blame in his eyes, just a little distressed.

Jiang Zheng reacted:

"Brother, we don't discriminate. If you like it, you like it. It doesn't matter what your gender or other people's eyes are. Likes are the most important thing. Cheng Ming is so brave, so don't be cowardly, right?"

Yu Hen looked at Jiang Zheng:

"I have nothing to dare to admit. I like men, but I am not Cheng Ming's boyfriend."

Jiang Zheng was stunned again, looking at Cheng Ming, this time he didn't know what to say at all, but fortunately, Cheng Ming didn't have any social fears, and all the people present were good friends, so there was no need to be embarrassed or not to step down. He raised his wine glass and looked around the crowd:

"I was in a hurry and mistakenly thought that he agreed to go on a self-driving tour with me as agreeing to be with me, but I am not disappointed, anyway, I like him, whether he admits it or denies it, I will recognize him, and I am not chasing him now. Come on, I'll keep working hard."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and drank the wine completely, Yu Hen looked at Cheng Ming and frowned, Rong Fault could see a little bit of unbearable on his face, there is a story between these two people.

But everyone has a story, even though Tolerance is curious, he doesn't ask.

After Cheng Ming drank, Jiang Zheng took charge of the atmosphere again:

"Ming'er, I respect you! I also believe in you, this cool guy will be yours sooner or later."

Yu Hen opened his mouth to say something, but he didn't say anything, and if he said anything else, he might not be able to finish the meal.

No one mentioned it again, and the topic changed back to the self-driving tour that was due to depart in two days, and the awkward atmosphere became lively and cheerful again. Jiang Zheng would take care of others, even though Yu Hen and them were just meeting for the first time, he didn't let anyone feel indifferent.

After the dinner was over, Cheng Ming and Yu Hen left, and Jiang Zheng and Xia Chen took a taxi back to school.

It's getting late, and Tolerant wanted to go back and read for a while, but Jiang Zheng said he ate too much, and dragged them to the playground. Xia Chen was unwilling to move, so he ran away because of a stomachache, and Tolerant wanted to run too. But Jiang Zheng grabbed him tightly, so he had no choice but to follow.

Tomorrow will be a holiday, and those who have no class will leave today, half of the people on the playground will be reduced, and half of the remaining half will be the couple who are temporarily separated because of tomorrow's holiday. It didn't feel right for him and Jiang Zheng to just walk in such a scene.

"Have you finished digesting?" Rong Quo said, "I'm almost back."

"What are you going back to do?" Jiang Zheng knew what Tolerant was thinking: "I am a straight man of steel who is not afraid of being passed on to me. Why do you care so much because you have already been bent?"

It's not that I don't care, it's just that other people inserted the two men in the pair, which is a bit weird.

But since Jiang Zheng didn't care, there was nothing to be tweaked about making mistakes, and he never cared what others thought of him.

"Tell me, what happened to Yu Hen and Ming'er?" Jiang Zheng asked suddenly.

Fault tolerance glanced at him sideways: "Too much."

"As long as you don't pay attention, I don't believe that you are not curious." Jiang Zheng clicked his tongue: "What are you pretending to do?"

Tolerance smiled: "No pretending."

"I think the probability is the same as you." Jiang Zheng patted Rong Fault on the shoulder: "You can't love it."

"I have a different opinion from yours." Tolerance said, "I think Yu Hen also likes Cheng Ming, but he dare not admit it."

"why?"

"I don't know." Rong Fault said, "If you want to know, you can ask Cheng Ming."

Jiang Zheng glared at him and stopped talking, but within a minute of silence, he began to express his views again:

"If it's really like what you said, Cheng Ming is much luckier than you, at least his love may be responded to soon."

This matter can be said to be stabbed in the heart of Fault Tolerance, but Fault Tolerance didn't have any special reaction. He glanced at Jiang Zheng and smiled and continued to walk forward. Jiang Zheng thought of something and stopped, and Fault Tolerance took two steps forward. I found that he didn't keep up and looked back at him:

"Not leaving? Go back?"

"Tolerance, there is one thing I have been curious about for a long time, and I want to ask you."

Tolerance laughed: "Ask, don't turn around and hold you back."

Jiang Zheng smiled: "You know that there is someone in Jiang Biegu's heart who is deeply affectionate and well-known, why do you still like him? Do you have any little-known hobbies? For example... Masochist?"

Tolerance didn't speak, and stared at Jiang Zheng, who immediately raised his hand in surrender:

"No, no, no hands."

"I'm not a masochist." Rong Rong said with a smile: "But I don't have a switch in my heart, and I can't say that I like it. I can't control it, but I can see it. After all, if all the people in this world could do what they can't do, maybe they wouldn't have so much difficulty."

After Fault Tolerance finished speaking, he stepped forward, and Jiang Zheng followed in silence for a few seconds:

"But I still feel wronged. If Jiang Biegu accepts you in the future, won't you be sad because he once liked another person?"

"This assumption is not valid." Tolerance said: "It is impossible for him to accept me, and I never thought he would accept me."

Jiang Zheng was taken aback:

"Then what do you like this person to do? Not for being together, but for spiritual sustenance?"

"Your question goes back to the previous one, and I can't control it." Fault Tolerance looked at him: "I have tried hard, and I no longer like or think about it. I even observed other people and thought I would One day I let go and moved on, but I failed, I couldn't do not like him."

"Why don't you go after him if you like him?" Jiang Zheng was full of doubts: "I've wanted to ask you this question for a long time. You obviously like him, but after finding out and being found out, you didn't do anything, and he kicked you out. So, you just stay outside obediently, only thinking about it secretly, not even daring to see him. Why? Forgive me, this is not you. "

"Because I shouldn't like him." Fault Tolerance said almost without hesitation.

The doubts on Jiang Zheng's face acted out into a book of one hundred thousand whys. He walked up to Fault Tolerance and asked him:

"Where shouldn't it be?"

"He is my brother, my family, Brother Ji Mian's lover." Rong Rong said, "But I have feelings for him that I shouldn't have, that's what I shouldn't, and besides, I also promised Brother Ji Mian to take good care of him." of."

Jiang Zheng was somewhat speechless, scratched his hair before saying again:

"Are you related by blood? Is it on the same household registration book? If not, brother, you can also be a love brother, and family members can also be lovers. Which family didn't start out because of lovers, not because of love? Why can't you like it? As for the Ji Mian you mentioned, I haven’t understood it, but if I were him, I hope that the person who stays will have a good person to accompany him for the rest of his life. If Ji Mian can’t even do this If you can't do it, I don't think it's worthy of your brother's affection for so many years, right?"

Jiang Zheng's words made Rong Fault unable to react for a while. Looking at him, Jiang Zheng was even more excited when he saw Fault Rong's reaction:

"Am I right? Also, you said you promised Ji Mian to take care of him. I don't know how you agreed. He's been dead for so many years, but there are many kinds of care, right? I think Ji Mian I probably don't want you to take care of Jiang Biegu's life, because as long as the money is in place, the nanny will do a better job than you. If I were Ji Mian, I would hope that you would save Jiang Biegu from the pain of losing his lover. Take it out and start a new life, no kind of care can make Ji Mian feel more at ease than this."

"Although love itself is a selfish thing, if he really loves Jiang Bie Gu, Ji Mian will definitely hope so."

Jiang Zheng finished speaking, but Tolerance still didn't react. This was the first time he heard such an argument. Although it was different from what he had insisted on before, it seemed that he didn't feel that there was anything wrong.

At least he didn't know what to say if he wanted to refute.

Fault Tolerance froze in place, but Jiang Zheng found confidence in Fault Tolerance's response:

"Why do I think what I said is so reasonable? Do you think it's okay to be a relationship counselor? How is the fee more appropriate?"

Fault Tolerant ignored him, but it was undeniable that Jiang Zheng's words gave Fault Tolerance a completely different feeling. It was as if he had been living in a closed and dark room all this time, and suddenly someone was in a place he didn't have at all. A hole was dug for him where he thought.

The light shone in, and he saw hope.