Professor, your rose has run away

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In the early hours of the morning, Cen Weiming had a dream about something that happened a long time ago, so long ago that he was not what he is now.

For a long time, his dreams were all a piece of white mist, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't feel anything.But today this dream is not the same as usual, it is not a piece of white mist, it has content.

In the dream, there appeared many scenes that had never appeared before, kind parents, a strange house, and a man whose face could not be seen clearly...

He vaguely felt that his parents seemed to be different from the one he remembered. This kind look had basically never appeared on his parents' faces. They had always been strict and unsmiling to him. How could they be so gentle as in a dream? to myself.

In fact, he doesn't know that in all his memories, his parents have not had such strict requirements on him for a long time, and it can even be said to be indulgent.Knowing that he can't stand it, and knowing how to deal with his current mental state, why is being a parent so humble?

But he doesn't know these things, and he may not know them all his life.

Cen Weiming reached out to touch the person in the dream, but before he could touch everything in the dream, they turned into a sea of ​​flames and turned into ashes before his eyes.And he could only kneel down on the ground and cry and scream powerlessly, but he couldn't save everything, and finally trapped himself in this unending nightmare...

The next day, Jiang Wangshu knocked on his door to explain something before going out, but there was no movement in the room.The inexplicable sense of unease became more and more intense, and he quickly took out the spare key at home to open the door. The door was opened, but the picture inside was so dazzling.

Cen Weiming sat stiffly on the bed, the bed was loosely laid on his body, his face was pale and bloodless like a dead person, those smart eyes were looking out the window empty and lifeless.The sound of the door opening didn't disturb him, and he kept staring out of the window, as if something was looking at him from outside the window, and his spirit was always in high tension.

"Little monster?" Jiang Wangshu tentatively patted him, trying to wake him up from the nightmare.

The person on the bed turned his head, with deep fear in his eyes, he slapped his hands away, and hit him as long as there were hands stretched out, no matter what, he would not let anyone approach him.

"Don't come here!! I beg you, don't come here!" There was a piercing cry in the room.

If you still can't see that Cen Weiming's state is wrong at this time, then his psychology is in vain.When he took a lot of effort to hug him, his whole body was in a mess, and his hands were covered with mottled and glaring bruises.

But the person in his arms was still struggling restlessly, holding him down hard and tearing his wounds, his face was so dark.

After a long time, the person in his arms calmed down, gave him time to breathe a sigh of relief, and then drove to the hospital without any delay.

In the corridor of the hospital where people come and go, Jiang Wangshu looked at the medical certificate in his hand and didn't know how to describe his mood.According to the attending doctor, this is not a temporary illness, but an old illness that has not been cured.

PTSD, Post Traumatic Stress Disorder.

A mental illness that results from severe physical and mental damage.Sufferers often heal themselves slowly by forgetting the experience, with very poor results, and are often stimulated to relapse because they dare not treat themselves by more direct means.

How could he suffer from such a serious mental illness when he was old and ill and had both parents?He couldn't figure it out, the only ones in this world who knew the truth were the little monster's parents.

Jiang Wangshu has always felt that there is something wrong with the parents of this little monster, and there are really few parents who can spoil their children like this.Now that I think about it, I'm afraid I know the baby's situation, so I don't dare to push him too hard, and I don't dare to make him think about it.

Looking at the injuries on his body, Jiang Wangshu let out a long sigh.What kind of tragic illness did you go through to make it so serious?There is obviously nothing related to him in his home, so why does it suddenly trigger a stress response?

But these, he won't have the chance to ask again.Firstly, Cen Weiming's state does not allow it, and secondly, Cen Weiming will only forget more after waking up.No one would take the initiative to expose their own wounds, let alone Cen Weiming who has been avoiding him for so many years.

Folding the report into his pocket, Jiang Wangshu walked towards the opposite direction of the ward, ready to buy some white rice porridge, even if he was sick, he had to eat.

When he returned to the ward with the porridge, Cen Weiming had already woken up and was staring at the blue sky outside the window in a daze, and he didn't know how long he had been staring at it.

When he heard the sound of the door opening, he turned his head and saw Jiang Wangshu's mouth moved slightly, but he still couldn't get the words out of his mouth.

Jiang Wangshu didn't force him, put down the things in his hand, and touched his head in a comforting way.He pulled his trembling hand back to his side, he still dared to move the needle in his hand, it would feel good when the needle moved later.

Jiang Wangshu was angry and distressed, so he had to scold himself for what he deserved.It's really a crime to be reluctant to open your mouth when you can relieve your anger by cursing a few words.

As for why this is so, it may be because of distress, after all, who can look at that look and not feel distressed?Or maybe it's because of some unknown thoughts.

His subconscious mind told him it was the latter, but his rationality told him no, so he was always rejecting this answer, because he didn't think he would be attracted to this little monster he hadn't been with for a long time, and he didn't know why he was attracted.

"Hungry?" Jiang Wangshu pulled out a chair and sat by the bed, and didn't tell him about his illness, for fear that the little monster would faint again when he mentioned it later.

Cen Weiming didn't say anything, but nodded slightly.He eats whatever is delivered to his mouth, and he is very obedient.After eating a bowl of porridge, his stomach felt better. After hesitating for a long time, he still spoke, but the voice was so small that it was hard to hear: "Big beauty."

Jiang Wangshu's cell phone rang suddenly, just when Cen Weiming spoke, the cell phone rang just overwhelmed Cen Weiming's voice.

Taking out his mobile phone to look at it, he murmured in his heart: Oops, there are still classes to attend, but he is really worried about Cen Weiming's situation. He is alone, and today's class will not be able to attend anyway.

Jiang Wangshu went to the window and connected the phone. Cen Weiming, who had no one in front of him, began to feel a little uneasy again, but this time he didn't look out the window, but lowered his eyes to look at the person by the window.

"Well, something happened at home."

"No, I can handle it."

"OK, bye."

After Jiang Wangshu took back his phone, he was almost scared to death. He hurriedly carried the person who almost fell back to the bed. The needle hanging from his hand fell off completely, and the blood began to seep out. Jiang Wangshu was so angry that he wanted to beat him for what he just said. up?

He wanted to stuff him back into the quilt, but Cen Weiming grabbed his clothes so tightly that they were wrinkled.

"Hey, let go, the little monster is obedient." Jiang Wangshu had no choice but to lower his voice to coax him.

"No, not loose."

"Don't leave me..."

"I am obedient."

The voice was very small, but Jiang Wangshu still heard it. His voice was hoarse in his throat and he couldn't speak out.A few short words revealed the uneasiness in Cen Weiming's heart. Jiang Wangshu felt that his heart was put on the shelf of a knife, and he was being cut alive with a knife. His heart, which was originally reluctant to kill him, softened.

That inexplicable intention was surrounded by a thick city wall, and no light could come out. At this moment, a crack suddenly appeared, and the dazzling light shot straight into the city wall, covering up the hidden signs. Pulled out again.

When exactly did the absurd idea arise?

When did he become completely moved?

He didn't know anymore, and now he just wanted to hug him tightly and comfort him.Jiang Wangshu patted him on the back lightly, his voice was a little hoarse, but a little gentler than usual: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, I won't go, I won't go anywhere here."

Hearing his words, Cen Weiming held onto his hand tightly before releasing his strength, the place where the needle fell off had completely seeped blood.But Cen Weiming didn't seem to feel anything, he didn't cry or make trouble, it was extremely normal.

Just as Jiang Wangshu was thinking of calling the doctor, the doctor came to make rounds.The doctor helped to reinsert the needle and called Jiang Wangshu out, saying that he had something to say.Fearing that the little monster would hurt him again, he coaxed him for a while before going out, and made sure that he would not leave him before going out.

"Yisheng, what do you want to tell me?" After leaving the ward, the address of the two became less businesslike.

"Old Jiang, where did you get this little guy?" Dr. Chen asked curiously.

Just as Jiang Wangshu wanted to fool him with reasons to fool others, he was blocked: "Well, don't use your tricks to fool me. I don't know if you have such relatives in your family?"

"I picked it up at the door."

"Tsk, you're really lucky..." The doctor has always been ruthless when teasing his friends, and he loves to talk ironically.

Yeah, good luck.

I was smashed by him on the first day, then I was threatened by him for more than a week, and after a while, I was fascinated...

"Wang Shu, you should find his family members as soon as possible. Heart diseases need heart medicine. If you want to cure diseases, you still need to know the past." I have never met a family member of a patient who is willing to open the wound, and they are often very sick when they find it, and a touch would kill half their lives.

"Yeah." What the doctor said was his idea, but if the little monster's parents were so easy to find, he wouldn't be able to raise them for days, so he could only do his best.

After staying in the hospital for almost a week, it was confirmed that Cen Weiming had no other problems before returning home.Fortunately, the doctor in charge met Jiang Wangshu, otherwise Jiang Wangshu would go back to school for a class, this little monster would not know what he was going to do with himself.After a few days of quarreling, Cen Weiming couldn't quarrel anymore, this doctor is handsome and has a good temper, making trouble with him is like punching cotton with a punch, very weak.

On the day of leaving, the doctor was still a little bit reluctant to part with the child, so he went downstairs to see the two of them off.Seeing his posture of looking back three times at this step, those who didn't know thought he had lost his wife.So the doctor got a supercilious look from Jiang Wangshu: "Who are you looking at with affection?"

Not wanting to talk to this foolish friend anymore, Jiang Wangshu took Cen Weiming's hand and got into the car.While waiting for the red light, he couldn't help but look down at Cen Weiming. If your parents could hear it, would they allow you to expose your own wounds?

If the little monster's parents disagree, he can only understand it. After all, to be honest, he is also reluctant now, and it must not be the kind of knot that can be easily resolved that allows him to escape.

At night, two dark figures appeared in Cen Weiming's room, a man and a woman.The two stood cautiously beside the bed, not daring to get close to the person who was sleeping on the bed for fear of irritating them.

During the day, the two of them actually heard their conversation.But if it was really that easy, why did their family suffer so far.Heart disease still needs heart medicine, but their children are still unwilling to face the past, obviously it is not his fault...

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The author has something to say:

Jiang Wangshu: Too bad, I'm tempted...

Cen Weiming: Huh, I don't want to get sick...

Cen's father and Cen's mother: Good baby, the wound will heal only if it is broken, don't be afraid.

Cen Weiming: (┯_┯) I don’t want to, I don’t want to.

Crazy bug fixes.