I was on the clouds

Two hours later, Ye Desheng called Ye Xi.

When the phone rang, Ye Xi was drying the pink nail polish on his nails. Chi Xiangnuan took a brush and applied another layer of transparent primer to Ye Xi's nails: "This is a solid color. The nail polish doesn't come off easily after finishing."

Ye Xi swung his hand to press the connection and turned on the speakerphone. Ye Desheng's serious voice came out of the microphone: "Ye Xi, you know that your friend has bipolar disorder, and I don't agree with you continuing to talk to him." She lives with her."

Chi Xiang, who was holding the brush, shook his warm hands, and looked at the screen of the phone with his round eyes.

Ye Xi continued to shake his hands twice, and said lightly: "What's wrong with bipolar disorder?".

Ye Desheng said: "Bipolar disorder is a mental illness, I don't want you to live with people with mental problems."

Ye Xi's tone was a bit mocking: "My mother is mentally ill, and I have been with her day and night for 11 years. I don't know where you were at that time."

Ye Desheng on the other end of the phone was silent, and his slight breathing came from the microphone.

Ye Xi was also silent, and they were confronting each other through the mobile phone, both guessing what the other was thinking at the moment.

The silence was a bit long, Ye Xi rubbed the center of his brows, and said softly: "Forget it, she is already dead."

Ye Desheng said in a low voice: "Ye Xi, Dad is sorry."

Ye Xi smiled, with a self-deprecating expression on his face: "Forget it".

There was another silence, Ye Xi's eyes were full of tears, she quickly wiped her eyes, and said very forcefully: "You don't need to worry about this matter, I know more about bipolar disorder than you, you If you think that people with bipolar disorder are mentally ill, then I have nothing to say, but you don't talk to me about this topic in the future."

Ye Desheng sighed softly from the microphone: "Well, Ye Xi, I know I can never convince you, you are really too selfish".

Ye Xi flicked her hair, she said indifferently: "I know, you have said this sentence too many times, I am very glad that you can take time out of your busy schedule to evaluate me so accurately, you really treat me It’s so understanding, it’s really gratifying to me.”

Ye Desheng was stabbed by these words, he was silent for two seconds, and said coldly in the same mocking tone: "You can do it yourself, Ye Xi".

"What does he want me to do for myself?" Ye Xi shouted angrily.

It was rare for her to have such a big emotional ups and downs, and her face was flushed with anger. Chi Xiangnuan sat aside and persuaded: "Don't be so concerned, Chinese parents are always very indifferent to teenagers' mental health problems. This requires the development of the times and the spread of knowledge".

Ye Xi looked at her with an indescribable expression on his face, and said quietly: "Do you think my place is Sunflower Classroom?".

Chi Xiangnuan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and nodded solemnly: "Yes, I'm going to tell you, in fact, your father loves you very much. If you say that you have bipolar disorder, He will definitely run over to see you with anxiety, wishing he could hang his eyes on you 24 hours a day."

"My dad won't, you think highly of her, and he hung up on me when my mom died."

The amount of information was a bit large, Chi Xiangnuan looked at Ye Xi in shock.

Ye Xi tied her loose hair into a ponytail. When talking about this past event, it was like talking about what to eat tonight: "My mother is a lunatic, and the timing of her madness is very precise. Killed himself on my bed, slashed my pulse, cut several times."

Chi Xiangnuan asked in confusion: "May I ask, why did you commit suicide on your bed?".

Ye Xi shrugged his shoulders, smiled with his lips curled up, and his eyes were indifferent: "Who knows, that day was my birthday, she cooked a table of sumptuous dishes after a busy day, and even bought me a cake and watched me blow it up." Candles, I was very happy that day, so happy and trembling, at night she said that she had never hugged me to sleep, so she slept with me in the same bed, I remember her arms were on my waist, and she sang to me A nursery rhyme, I fell asleep with her in my arms, and when I woke up, she was dead, bleeding all over the bed."

Chi Xiangnuan looked much sadder than Ye Xi, with red eye circles.

Ye Xi looked at her expression, her indifferent expression was choked by something, she handed Chi Xiangnuan a tissue, and said softly: "It's not a particularly tragic experience, I just feel that I have been fooled and deceived , special anger, special hatred".

Chi Xiangnuan took the paper and burst into tears with a 'wow'. She cried like hell, ten thousand times more sad than Ye Xi, the unlucky client.

She has an innate strong empathy ability and unparalleled abundant emotions. These two talents make her write novels with ease, and even cover up her lack of writing ability.

But when such innate skills are put into real life, it is really a crying bag with a fragile heart.

Feeling time and tears, hating the bird frightened, empathy is too strong, every little detail can arouse her infinite emotions and ups and downs like a flash flood.

She was crying so hard that she could hardly breathe, Ye Xi patted her on the back and wiped her tears with a tissue.

"I didn't cry, why are you crying?".

"Wow, you were so young at the time, you must have cried so much that you don't know how sad you are."

Chi Xiangnuan raised his tear-stained face to look at her, the tears in his eyes and broken beads fell down, and several drops fell on the back of Ye Xi's hand.

Ye Xi, whose tears were hot, retracted her hands reflexively, and said dryly, "I'm sorry to disappoint you, I didn't shed a single tear."

"Wow...".

Chi Xiangnuan cried louder.

Ye Xi rarely experienced the feeling of being overwhelmed. Under the attack of Chi Xiangnuan's tears, she seemed completely unable to maintain her usual calmness.

She took a deep breath through her teeth, and said tangledly: "When will you realize the fact that you are six years older than me, you let a yellow-haired girl who smiles six years older than you coax you not to cry, you Don't you have any shame in your heart?"

Chi Xiangnuan's eyes were dim with tears, and he said confidently but softly: "No, I think you should coax me, I'm sad, I want to cry, I need a loving hug."

Ye Xi: "...".

Crying, Chi Xiangnuan broke Ye Xi's shoulder and plunged into Ye Xi's arms, knocking Ye Xi back.

Ye Xi's whole body was in a mess. She waved her arm stiffly and took the phone. After opening the Baidu interface, she typed with one hand: "What should a girl do when she's crying?"

She looked at the various answers below, and for the first time felt that her IQ was not as high as what others said, maybe she was stupid after taking Sertraline and Zoloft, and her IQ fell off a cliff. I can't even understand the meaning.

Chi Xiangnuan's snot was about to cry. She wanted to get a tissue, but when she turned her head, she saw Ye Xi's phone interface.

Ye Xi stared at her with a stiff face, one black and one golden pupil looked at her with the eyes of a prehistoric creature, Chi Xiangnuan blinked his eyes, wiped away his tears, and smiled aggrievedly .

Ye Xi took back his mobile phone, turned off the interface immediately, and said with a stiff face: "Don't laugh, your nose is almost sticking to your face."

Chi Xiangnuan wiped his snot with a paper, lying down on the sofa in despair, weeping, and said mournfully, "I can't control it at all."

At dusk, she was already able to cook in a normal mood, Ye Xi was relieved, but after dinner, Chi Xiangnuan, who was typing in the room, suddenly burst into an earth-shattering cry.

Ye Xi, who was reading a paper in a mathematics journal, was taken aback. She strode out barefoot without any slippers on. She opened the door, and Chi Xiangnuan was holding the computer and crying. skewered.

Seeing this scene, Ye Xi calmly opened the door and walked out. She picked up the mathematics journal and read two pages quietly. After a while, Chi Xiangnuan ran in crying holding the computer.

Ye Xi turned the page and asked without raising his head, "Who did you write down again?".

"Male three, I wrote the male three to death."

"Okay, you're going to cry again after you finish writing, okay, you're hopeless."

Chi Xiangnuan's eyes were swollen from crying, she climbed onto the bed and lay on Ye Xi's lap, rubbing back and forth, Ye Xi put down the magazine, and covered Chi Xiangnuan's eyes with her hands.

Her hand was always cold, as cold as a piece of ice, Chi Xiangnuan pressed her hand, sighed comfortably, lifted the quilt with his feet and squeezed into Ye Xi's bed, Chi Xiangnuan's whole body was warm , bringing fresh heat.

Her furry head rested on Ye Xi's knee, Ye Xi hugged her, and the two of them stuck together quietly. Chi Xiangnuan raised his head, rubbed his eyes, stretched lazily, and said coquettishly: " I'm a little sad tonight and want to sleep with you."

Ye Xi hesitated for a while, but agreed with hesitation. She found that she always had a special tolerance for Chi Xiangnuan, a very special kind of tolerance, and she could always break through her bottom line again and again.

Chi Xiangnuan was a warm ball in the bed at night, the cold and dark memory was driven out bit by bit by her body temperature, Ye Xi closed his eyes and was half asleep, quietly feeling the long-lost peace in his heart and serenity.

At this moment, the warm body beside her suddenly moved, and a few soft hairs brushed her face lightly, followed by warm breath spraying on her face.

Ye Xi's mind suddenly cleared up, she knew what would happen, she waited quietly, every second was infinitely extended with her warm breath.

That expected kiss landed on Ye Xi's chin.

Soft and warm, it is the light that shines on the skin through the window in late spring in March, warm enough but not too hot.