you're so stubborn

The psychological test was quite long, and it took about half an hour to finish.

When the psychiatrist came out of the interrogation room, he still maintained that inscrutable demeanor. Ou Chen was very eager to know Xie Lang's condition, so he rushed up and asked, "Doctor, how is Xie Lang?"

The psychiatrist didn't answer him, just smiled at him, and then said to Lawyer Shen and the police, "I need to tell you about Xie Lang's situation alone."

So several people opened another interrogation room.

Ou Chen took his father to Xie Lang's interrogation room. The reason why he took his father was to save him from worrying that he would be inappropriate.

Unscrewing the door of the interrogation room abruptly, he saw Xie Lang lying on the table dejectedly, his solitary figure revealing a strong sense of loneliness.

It seems that he has lived alone in a corner invisible to the world for many years, but today he was forcibly pulled out of that world, so his loneliness is more or less mixed with a trace of strangeness that is incompatible with this world feel.

"Xie Lang?" Ou Chen went over and put his arms around his shoulders, probably trying to help him up, but Xie Lang didn't cooperate.

Ou Ze glanced at Xie Lang, and then sat straight on the chair opposite him. He was not wearing a suit at the moment, but the dignity in his bones was still everywhere. He gently raised his hand and tapped the table, calmly He said quietly, "Sit up."

Just these three simple words, with the momentum of not getting angry.

Maybe it was because of this aura, or maybe it was because he was Ou Chen's father, so Xie Lang sat up obediently, and then slowly raised his eyelids to look at Ou Ze who was opposite him.

"What did the doctor say?" Ou Ze asked him, like an approachable parent.

Xie Lang was silent for more than ten seconds before opening his mouth softly, "Mania...he said I might have mania..."

Ou Ze nodded calmly.

Ou Chen gasped.

In fact, it was not surprising. According to Xie Lang's various performances today, he had already thought of this possibility, but the feeling he thought of was different from saying it word by word from Xie Lang's mouth.

This feeling of being confirmed was like a bayonet piercing his heart head-on, sharp and real, making his whole body ache.

"It's okay..." Ou Chen hugged Xie Lang and rubbed his side face, "It can be cured, don't worry...don't worry..."

If it wasn't for Ou Chen himself trembling a little, Xie Lang might really be comforted by him.

But the fact is that Ou Chen couldn't even comfort himself, let alone Xie Lang.

After the intervention of a psychiatrist, Xie Lang could no longer be charged with beating someone for no reason, and the police could only let him go.

When Cheng Jingwen continued to make trouble, Lawyer Shen warned her that Xie Lang still reserved the right to sue Cheng Yiming for beating the old man, and if she continued to make trouble, Xie Lang could sue Cheng Yiming in turn.

Cheng Jingwen naturally couldn't tell how much of this was true or not, she only knew that the other party was a lawyer, and she was legally illiterate, so she could only put her tail between her legs and let it go.

It was too late, Ou Ze didn't let Ou Chen go to the hospital to see Xie Yuyu again, and he was about to drive away after sending Xie Lang to the hospital.

Xie Lang was in a daze all the way, and when he got out of the car, he was blown by the cold wind, and he shivered suddenly. Then he remembered that he hadn't thanked Ou Chen's father, so he hurriedly turned around and knocked on the window of the co-pilot.

Ozer lowered the window.

Xie Lang bent down and said to Ou Ze, "I'm sorry to trouble uncle today."

"It's okay," Ou Ze said, "It's too late today, so I won't leave Chenchen with you. You should hurry back and see your brother."

"Then uncle, go slowly." Xie Lang took a step back after speaking.

Ou Ze was not in a hurry to leave, after thinking about it, he still called Xie Lang, "Xie Lang."

"Ah." Xie Lang could only bend down again.

"Don't be so impulsive in the future," Ou Ze said, "Even if you don't think about yourself, you should think about your brother."

"Got it, uncle."

Watching Ou Ze's car gradually go away, Xie Lang didn't rush back to the ward, but wandered aimlessly around the main building of the hospital.

The phone rang in his pocket, it's been a while, it must be Ou Chen who sent it to him.

He didn't take it out to look at it, and let it ring several times.

When he continued to walk forward, he saw an old man squatting next to the flower bed in front of him smoking a cigarette. Xie Lang didn't have much craving for cigarettes at the moment, but he still unconsciously walked towards that man.

"Uncle..." he said weakly, "Can I borrow a cigarette?"

People who can't sleep in the hospital in the middle of the night and wander around looking for cigarettes are either under too much pressure in their hearts or too much pain in their bodies.

Looking around, there are all poor people, and no one is more relaxed than the other.

The uncle didn't say a word, took out his cigarette and lighter and threw them to Xie Lang.

Xie Lang caught it, opened the cigarette case and saw that there were few cigarettes left in it, and when he glanced at the cigarette butts scattered at the buddy's feet, he knew how hard he was smoking.

But Xie Lang didn't say much, after all, he was just a stranger, a stranger who came to borrow cigarettes.

So he quickly looked back and took out a cigarette from the cigarette case, and when he put it in his mouth to light it, the lighter couldn't light it anyway.

My heart is too depressed, and any little emotion that is as light as a feather can overwhelm me until I can't breathe.

Xie Lang cursed inwardly a little irritably, and was about to return the lighter to the buddy when he heard the uncle say, "Shut it up."

Xie Lang frowned and shook it, and when he lit it again, a cluster of pitiful little flames popped out, he hurriedly moved the cigarette over and took a deep puff, and it was over.

"Thank you." Xie Lang returned the lighter and cigarettes to the uncle, and then squatted down side by side with the uncle.

The two squatted here like stray dogs, pitiful and lonely.

"Seeing people and seeing a doctor?" the uncle asked him, his voice was a little hoarse, which is not surprising, anyone who smokes so much will get hoarse.

Xie Lang took a puff of cigarette, and when he exhaled slowly, he looked at the smoke and replied, "It depends on people, they are also sick."

"Oh," said the uncle, "that's very pitiful."

Xie Lang didn't respond to this sentence, perhaps because his own conditions have always been excellent, so he never felt how pitiful his life was, it was just a dull life.

"I'm not sick," the uncle probably needed someone to confide in so much, so even if Xie Lang didn't answer him, he could continue on his own, "I'm here to see someone."

Xie Lang tilted his head and glanced at him, the reason why he looked over was because he heard that the man's hoarse voice suddenly became more choked up.

"Look at my mother, cerebral hemorrhage," the uncle took a puff of cigarette, "the doctor said that there is no need to cure it, just let me take him home and wait for him to die."

Xie Lang didn't know much about cerebral hemorrhage, let alone understand this sentence, and everyone's sadness is not interlinked, maybe the uncle doesn't need his comfort.

"But I'm not reconciled," the uncle sniffed, and roughly wiped the tears on his face with his sleeve, "I just had a fight with her this morning, and she was so angry that she wanted to hit me, but I didn't let her do it." Waiting... who knew that he wouldn't be able to move when he came back in the afternoon..."

"My mother has a stubborn temper. If she doesn't get up and punch me, I'm afraid that she won't feel at ease this trip...but she can't move...and her eyes won't open...I Let her beat her hard..."

The uncle cried quite aggrieved, like a child discarded by his mother.

Xie Lang has always been like a silent listener, listening to the pain of others and looking at the smoke in the void.

Life is short and short, and long is also long. The rising and setting of the sun every day can bring many unknown regrets.

In this life, the uncle would never have thought that his momentary dodge would turn out to be a lifetime regret.

It's a pity that this kind of emotion is so pervasive.

Everyone can't get rid of it.

Some people often say that I must do this thing now, and if I don't do it, I will regret it for the rest of my life.

Can people really tell where the regret comes from?

Will there be regrets if I don't do it?

Or will there be regrets after doing this?

Xie Lang didn't know, nor did he understand.

Just like what the psychiatrist asked him today, why did you have to protect yourself in such a cruel way?

Xie Lang didn't understand how this problem came about at the time, should he just do nothing and wait for Xie Zhicheng's conscience to discover and save himself?

If that's the case, I guess he can do something more regrettable.

So Xie Lang didn't feel sorry for the consequences of his temporary extremes.

There are all kinds of regrets in life, what should I do, I can only move forward.

Back in the ward, grandma slept on a small bed, and grandpa slept on the sofa. His left foot was wrapped in a layer of gauze. It seemed that no bones were injured.

Xie Lang breathed a sigh of relief, and then walked lightly towards the bed. Just as he was about to take out the stool and was about to sit down, Xie Duo opened his eyes in bewilderment.

"Brother..." he yelled stickily.

"Hey," Xie Lang was afraid that he would wake up with a fever, so he quickly touched his forehead, but he didn't have a fever, so he felt relieved, "Why did you wake up?"

"It hurts..." Xie Yuyu pouted his little mouth and was about to cry, "Brother hug..."

"I'm cold, so I won't hold you anymore," Xie Lang sat down and patted the child's hand through the quilt, "Go to sleep, I'll sit here and sleep with you."

"Don't..." Xie Yuyu seldom lost his temper, and it was because of the fever and wound pain that made him so fragile and clingy, "I want my brother to hug..."

When Grandma heard Xie Yuyu crying, she got up from the bed and took a look here. The old man's eyesight was not good, and there was no light in the room, so she couldn't see Xie clearly for a long time. Lang's face, only tentatively called, "Xie Lang?"

"Well," Xie Lang sighed, stood up and took off his coat, "It's me."

"What's wrong with the excess?" Grandma asked him.

"It's okay, I'm clingy," Xie Lang took out his phone from his jacket, "Grandma, go to sleep."

"Hey, then you can coax him a little bit." Grandma said and lay down again.

Xie Lang lifted the quilt and lay down, Xie had to open his mouth to speak, Xie Lang took a step ahead of him, "Your body is cold, I will stick to you when it is warm."

"Then how about a leg?" The child was very clingy and wanted to be next to his elder brother.

"There are many things." Xie Lang picked up one of his legs and put it on his body.

Now Xie Duo was more satisfied, and stopped crying. He blinked and asked his brother, "Brother, what did you do?"

"I went to beat up the bad guys." Xie Lang answered him, while turning on his phone to send a message back to Ouchen.

"Did you win?"

"Won."

"Are you injured?"

"No."

"Is the bad guy hurt?"

"sleep."

"Brother, don't fight anymore, it's not good to fight."

"sleep."

"You don't want to fight..."

"Are you still asleep?" Xie Lang finished sending a message to Ou Chen, put down his phone and looked at him.

"Then brother, don't fight in the future." Xie Yu was persistently wanting an answer.

"Why don't you let my brother fight?" Xie Lang didn't seem to notice when Xie Yuyu kept nagging him not to let him fight. Anyway, every time he let the child know that he was fighting or was injured, he had to heal Chatting for a while.

"I'm afraid..." Xie Yuyu's voice became more crying, "I'm afraid when my brother fights..."

"Why are you afraid?" Xie Lang wiped away the tears from the child's face, "My brother is very good at fighting and has never lost."

Xie shook his head too much, because of the wound on his neck, he shook his head very little.

"Then don't fight..." The child pressed his forehead to his brother's heart, "Once a brother fights, he is no longer a brother..."

Xie Lang thought for a while and said, "Understood, go to bed quickly."

Xie Lang didn't know why Xie Yuyu said that at the time, and it was only after a long time that he remembered that when he beat Xie Zhicheng, Xie Yuyu was right next to him. , can't speak or walk, only know to cling to brother.

But in the few days after Xie Lang finished beating Xie Zhicheng, the child suddenly stopped being clingy to his brother, and even cried when he saw him.

At that time, Xie Lang didn't realize that he had frightened the child, and he carried the child around to see the doctor.

It wasn't until later that he thought about it that he realized what Xie Yue said.

Once a brother fights, he is no longer a brother...

It's neurosis...

On the way back, his father didn't speak all the time. Ou Chen knew that his father was unhappy, but he didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only stay silent with his father.

The low air pressure in the carriage was maintained until the gate of the community, and Ouchen began to think about whether to say something, otherwise, the father and son would have to continue their unhappiness until tomorrow when they each went back to their rooms after returning home.

What a fuck.

When the car started to turn towards the garage at home, Ou Chen hesitated and opened his mouth, "Dad..."

"En." Ou Ze responded, and then it was time to stop the car, turn off the engine, and he couldn't see any other emotions.

"I know it myself, you don't have to worry about me so much," Ou Chen said with a relaxed smile, probably trying to soothe his father's tense and overly calm emotions at the moment, "You make me look like a girl , quite precious."

Ou Ze didn't speak, and he didn't get out of the car in a hurry, he untied his seat belt and looked at Ou Chen sideways, "Do you know what mania is?"

Before Ou Chen could answer, Ou Ze said again, "Mania is quite a serious type of neurosis, and it's impossible to cure it completely. Besides, he has a neurotic mother. What if... ..”

"No chance!" Ou Chen knew what his father was going to say, and quickly interrupted him, "Dad, Xie Lang is Xie Lang, he will not be like his mother, nor will he be his mother, he is Xie Lang, he is not Will be as fucking crazy, not so crazy as to stab me with a knife...."

Then he laughed softly, "Dad, even if you don't believe him, you have to trust your son's vision in choosing people."

Looking at Ou Chen's firm eyes, Ou Ze was unable to refute for a long time.

Young people are always lonely and brave, willing to give it a go for their young and sincere love.

Ou Ze also came here in the same way. Although he failed, he still understood Ou Chen's mood very well, so he couldn't bear to break the fearlessness that only belonged to young people, so he could only sigh softly, "One day Gentle, I really don't know who you followed...get out of the car."

This means no matter what he does, whatever he does.

Ou Chen happily got out of the car, two steps to catch up with his father and his brother as if they put his shoulders, "Who else can I do, I can do it with you."

"I'm not as brave as you." Ou Ze looked at him with a smile.

Ou Chen thought for a while, then blurted out, "Then I may have followed Dad, he said that he only likes one person in his life... Tsk! Awesome, hey Dad, have you seen Dad and Daughter?" Are you friends? How are you? Are you pretty?"

Ou Chen was only concerned with gossip, and didn't notice that Dad's eyes dimmed suddenly when he finished saying this, as if filled with some kind of long-lasting sadness, but it was quickly blown away by the cold wind, and he blinked. It became clear again, "Children, don't ask about adults' affairs."

"Who's a child?" Ou Chen pressed the password to open the door, pushed the door open, and raised eyebrows at his father in disbelief, "I'm an adult, okay?"

"Hey," Ou Ze turned on the light in the entrance, and the moment the light came on, it softened his clear and handsome face, "You can take off as an adult, right?"

Ou Chen smiled awkwardly, and looked pretty, "That can't be done, my dad hasn't bought me a plane yet."

"Airplane...you work hard on your own, boy," Ou Ze patted his shoulder in fear, "Okay, hurry up and wash up, what time is it?"

"Isn't this going up..." Ou Chen walked up the steps, suddenly thought of something and hurriedly said to his father, "Hey! Dad! You can ask Uncle Shen to give me the phone number of the psychiatrist today , I have a few questions I want to ask him."

"Got it, let him send it to you tomorrow."

"Okay," the two just walked to the stairs, and Ou Chen waved to his father, "Good night, Dad, you have worked hard today."

"Tch, you just opened your mouth," Ou Chen smiled, "Okay, go to bed quickly."

"Hmm..." Ou Chen nodded and was about to go to his own room, but he turned back to stop his father after two steps, "Hey! Dad!"

Ou Ze turned around, "What are you doing?"

"Xu... No, why did Auntie go recently? Why haven't I seen her?" Ou Chen asked.

Ou Ze was naturally stunned for a while, and then said, "Oh, she has gone abroad, and someone asked her to act in a stage play."

"Going abroad again?" Ou Chen frowned, "Does she still want such an older son?"

"Then worry about you, it's useless for you to control Ziyu," Ou Ze said and turned to leave, "Go to sleep."

"Oh..." Ou Chen obediently went back to the house to wash and sleep.

The next day, Aunt Jiang came early in the morning. When he came, Xie Yuyu was infusing fluids. Seeing Aunt Jiang walking in with fruit, he hurriedly yelled sweetly, "Auntie!"

"Hey!" Aunt Jiang saw Xie Yuyu today, although she no longer cried as much as yesterday, but her eyes were still red, "Do you miss Auntie?"

"Think!" Xie Yu looked at his aunt and smiled.

Xie Lang took the fruit from his aunt, "Why did I buy so much fruit again, I didn't eat much from Uncle Xu's gift yesterday."

"Then why don't you give my baby some fruit?" Aunt Jiang squinted at him.

"It's so cold." Xie Lang put the fruit on the cabinet, "You baby will have diarrhea after eating it."

"That's right," Aunt Jiang thought about the reasoning, so she nodded, "Then you should eat more."

Xie Lang was not polite, took an apple from the bag and went to the bathroom to wash it. After washing, Aunt Jiang asked him, "Cheng Jingwen didn't come back yesterday, did she?"

"What's wrong with that?" Xie Lang shook the water off the apple, "Don't say that in front of us."

"Xiao Yu'er, do you know what Auntie is talking about?" Aunt Jiang turned her head and asked Xie Yu.

Xie Yuyu rolled his eyes and said, "Auntie is asking if Cheng Jingwen is here."

"Awesome." Aunt Jiang praised him, and then smiled at Xie Lang, which meant, see, children don't understand.

Xie Lang pretended not to see Aunt Jiang's eyes that his family Xie Yuyu was a little fool, took a bite of the apple, and said concisely, "Here we are, and we left after a while."

"She actually dared to come! Really..."

"Hey!" Xie Lang hurriedly stopped Aunt Jiang from cursing, "Speak well, Auntie."

Aunt Jiang was furious, but she still swallowed the curse words abruptly. "Then did she see your grandparents? Did the old couple give her money?"

"See you, I didn't give it." Xie Lang sat sideways on the edge of the bed and handed the apple to the child who was staring at him. The child was about to reach out to pick it up, but he immediately pulled it away again, "It's cold, you can only eat it Take a bite."

Thank you for poking your lips.

"Don't eat?" Xie Lang said, "Forget it."

"Eat!" Xie Yudu hurriedly said.

"A small bite," Xie Lang deliberately threatened him, "Bite too many teeth."

"Yeah!" In fact, the kid couldn't take a big bite of an apple even without threats from his brother, but he still nodded obediently.

"Tsk!" Aunt Jiang couldn't help but say, "Can't you cut a little tooth for him?"

"No, he can't eat so much cold food, gastroenteritis is just right," Xie Lang asked Xie Yuyu to take a small bite of an apple to satisfy his cravings, then looked at his unsatisfied eyes and said, "I'll warm you up after the infusion Milk to drink."

"Really!" Xie Yuyu's eyes lit up, his brother hadn't let him drink milk for several days.

"Virtue," Xie Lang smiled and nodded his nose, "Milk is closer than my brother, right?"

Xie Yuyu just laughed silly and didn't speak.

Aunt Jiang was still busy in the store, seeing that Xie Lang had nothing to help, she left.

Not long after they left, grandparents came over with lunch, and brought two autumn clothes and two sets of thin pajamas for Xie Yuyu.

Xie Lang wasn't in a hurry to change the child, he was thinking about changing it when a doctor came to change the medicine tomorrow, and once he put the clothes away in the closet, he helped grandma give Xie an extra dining table.

"Grandpa, your feet are inconvenient, don't come here in the afternoon," Xie Lang said and looked at grandma again, "Grandma, you don't have to run here anymore, just stay at home and take care of grandpa, Ou Chen will come over to deliver the dinner tonight. "

"My foot is fine, and I haven't hurt my bones. It's okay to bring food to my little grandson," the grandfather said, and went to tease and thank the superfluous, "Is it superfluous."

"No," Xie Yu put on a very serious face, "Grandpa rests at home, and brother can order takeaway."

"Oh, that's fine." Grandma immediately became displeased. "The takeaway food is not as delicious as grandma's cooking, and it's not clean, but you can't eat it."

"Don't eat takeaway, let brother Ouchen deliver it." Xie Lang flicked Xie's redundant forehead, "It's just that we also enjoy the taste of the meal cooked by their rich family's nanny."

Xie Yu didn't understand the concept of a rich family's nanny, so he just echoed his brother and said, "That's fine."

"What's the difference?" Grandma was still not happy, "It's not all rice, oil and salt."

"Maybe, maybe all the firewood, rice, oil, and salt are imported." Xie Lang unscrewed a thermos bucket, used the lid of the bucket as a bowl, poured out a bowl of soup, and let the children drink it later.

"You are the only one who eats fresh!" Grandma glanced at him.

"I don't want to eat it, give it to Yu Yu," Xie Lang picked up a chopstick of vegetables and fed it to Xie Yu Yu, "Isn't it?"

"Yes," Xie Duo laughed, "Then I want to eat meat!"

"Okay," Xie Lang wiped his mouth with a piece of paper, "Brother Ou Chen will cook a big goose for us tonight."

"Haha..." Xie Yuyu was so happy that he could see his teeth but not his eyes, "That's called a big goose! It's not called a big ne, brother, you're wrong!"

"Hey, you don't understand, this is the dialect of our northerners." Xie Lang said.

"Why don't I understand? Am I not from the north?"

"You are the little swan in the north..." Xie Lang laughed to himself after speaking, feeling quite sick.

"Then is his condition easy to treat?" Ou Chen asked Dr. Sun, who was the doctor who went to the police station to give Xie Lang a psychological test yesterday.

As soon as Lawyer Shen sent him Dr. Sun's phone number, he couldn't wait to slip away from the class.

"It's easy to cure, but it's not easy to cure," Dr. Sun said on the phone. "It mainly depends on whether the patient's etiology is more due to genetic factors or due to the stimulation caused by some bad emotions."

"Then what if genetic factors account for more?" The wind on the roof was very cold, Ou Chen didn't wear a coat when he came up, and now he was only wearing a school uniform, but he didn't feel it at all. How cold the body is.

It's just that when he suddenly remembered Zeng Jia's crazy appearance, and when he put it on Xie Lang again, he felt chills in his heart, as if the cold wind from the entire rooftop swept the wind blade towards his heart.

"If there are too many genetic factors, then it is impossible to completely cure it. He can only rely on him to control his emotions more usually..."

Ou Chen couldn't hear what Dr. Sun said later, and his brain froze instantly when he heard the sentence that it was impossible to completely cure it.

In fact, he wasn't worried that Xie Lang wouldn't get well. Just like what he told his dad yesterday, Xie Lang was Xie Lang, and he wouldn't become someone like Zeng Jia who was so crazy that even Xie Yuyu would hurt him.

Because Xie Lang has concerns and weaknesses, he will not easily let his emotions develop in uncontrollable ways.

But then again, even if Xie Lang won't become a real psycho, his disordered nerves will still give him the title of 'crazy'.

This is not good for Xie Lang's future.

So Ou Chen said, "Then how can we confirm whether he is genetic or over-stimulated?"

"Then I have to come to the hospital for a comprehensive examination." Dr. Sun said.

Ou Chen took a deep breath of cold air, and then let it out in a long breath, "Okay, then I'll go back and discuss the time with him, and then I'll make an appointment with you again."

After hanging up Dr. Sun's call, Ou Chen rubbed his face very tiredly.

The messy emotions slowly dormant, and Ouchen realized that his whole body was cold, but he didn't bother to move, and just sat there with his face in his hands, thinking about life.

In fact, his mind is quite empty at the moment, there is nothing worth thinking about, just too lazy to move, and he has no strength to move, the feeling of powerlessness in his heart makes him full of exhaustion.

Suddenly the get out of class bell rang downstairs. This was already the last class in the afternoon, and Ou Chen had already asked for leave for the rest of the evening self-study.

Ou Chen still didn't want to move much, but his empty brain kept reminding him over and over again that he had to get up now, go home to get food, and then go to thank the redundant...

With a long sigh, Ou Chen raised his head from the palm of his hand, he didn't know whether it was rubbed by himself or the cold wind squinted his eyes, his eye sockets looked red and wronged, but his face was surprisingly calm, rubbing his eyes Rubbing his frozen hands, he turned on his phone and sent Xie Lang a message.

- school is over

- i ' m going home to get dinner now

- then go to you

When he was about to get up and go downstairs after posting, Ou Chen added another sentence with some concern.

- Be good! ! !

Xie Lang quickly returned to him.

- wait for you

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I forgot to tell you happy Lantern Festival yesterday, so let’s be happy today and tomorrow~