52 Hz: see whales in the ocean

The conversation finally came to an end after Old Man Yan said, "If you need help, you can come to me at any time".

Wen Liang walked out of the office, leaned against the wall of the corridor and took a deep breath, as if she had finally returned to her own safe zone.

He rubbed his eyes, but he couldn't remember what old man Yan said.

Footsteps could be heard from the other side of the stairs, Wen Liang looked up and saw a somewhat familiar person walking towards this side.

I can't tell the name, but it is probably a classmate of the same major, maybe he was also called by Old Man Yan to talk.

Wen Liang felt that he must look awkward and strange leaning against the wall, so he turned around and walked towards the stairs on the other side with his heavy legs.

The stairs here are obviously a bit more remote, Wen Liang was inexplicably tired, he squatted down holding the handrail of the stairs, and didn't bother to take a step.

Qiao Shuo finished three readings in the library by himself, but Wen Liang didn't come back. He stretched his waist and glanced at the time.

Where have you been, bro?Qiao Shuo thought in his heart, if he didn't come back, it would be time for lunch.

Qiuqiu's chat interface was also quiet, and Qiao Shuo couldn't help guessing why Old Man Yan called Wen Liang there.

He couldn't hold back anymore, and sent Wen Liang a Qiuqiu message.

Qiao Shuo: Brother Bear (/smirk).

Qiao Shuo: Why haven't you come back yet?

Qiao Shuo: Qiao Qiao waited until the flowers were gone.

The other party did not send a message, Qiao Shuo was a little melancholy in a daze.

On the other hand, there were light and even footsteps on the other side of the stairs. Qiao Shuo looked over there, and it was indeed warm and cool.

Qiao Shuo's staring eyes really embarrassed Wen Liang, and as Wen Liang got closer, his eyes began to dodge.

Qiao Shuo stood up to make way for Wen Liang, and stretched his sedentary legs by the way.

As usual, Wen Liang pursed her lips and gave Qiao Shuo a friendly smile as she passed by.

But this time Qiao Shuo always felt that something was wrong with Wen Liang, even though it was a smiling expression, his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.

There was a sense of helplessness and troubled fatigue in the warm and cool eyes, as if there was something bothering him.

"Brother Xiong, what did Old Man Yan call you for?" Qiao Shuo guessed that it might have something to do with Old Man Yan.

"Huh?" Wen Liang sat on the seat a little absent-minded.

"Wow, why does Little Bear look so stupid?" Qiao Shuo teased.

These words made a big detour in Wen Liang's mind, and Wen Liang finally realized it.

"Old man Yan, he came to me...to chat, nothing important." Wen Liang smiled with a guilty conscience.

Qiao Shuo didn't believe it, but he saw that Wen Liang didn't want to reveal it, so he didn't continue to ask.

"Ha, I know old man Yan, he is very good at nagging." Qiao Shuo looked at his phone casually, "Brother Xiong, learn quickly, and let's go to Wenhe cafeteria to eat rice noodles later."

"En." Wen Liang nodded, quietly picked up a pen and opened the book.

Qiao Shuo was on the side, crossing his hands on the back of his head, stretching his shoulders left and right, but looking at Wen Liang involuntarily.

Seen from this angle, Wen Liang's side face looks very cold, Qiao Shuo seems to be able to really feel Wen Liang's depressed mood.

He suddenly felt that he didn't understand Wen Liang at all. He had glimpsed the tip of the iceberg, but he could no longer approach it in the mist.

No matter how much she trusted and cared about herself, Wen Liang was still unable to say anything openly. This sense of distance made Qiao Shuo feel very boring.

It's as if... he treated Wen Liang with great enthusiasm, but the feedback he got made him feel ashamed.

Qiao Shuo lifted the cap of the pen depressedly, and roughly crossed out the study tasks completed today on the sticky note.

It was nearly ten o'clock in the evening, and everyone returned to the dormitory. Qiao Shuo sat on the warm bed with his legs drooping, leaning against the warm quilt and looking at his mobile phone leisurely.

Wen Liang sat on the bed against the wall, with a serious face, and selected the Chinese translation of the English words on the phone one by one.

The dormitory door opened, Li Meng wiped his face with a towel in one hand, and came back with toiletries in the other. He was usually the first one in the dormitory to wash up.

This time he heard interesting things from other dormitories, and couldn't wait to tell his roommates.

"I'm dying of laughter. Do you know that a classmate in the dormitory diagonally opposite was called by Old Man Yan to have a conversation today. Guess what?" Li Meng kept his mouth shut on purpose.

"Who, he's freaking out. Does he keep animals in the dormitory?" Jiang Chuan asked casually without taking his eyes off the phone.

As soon as Qiao Shuo heard the phrase "I was called to talk by old man Yan", he became sensitive all of a sudden. He didn't interrupt, but subconsciously looked at Wen Liang.

As expected, Wen Liang was also attracted by Li Meng's words. She raised her head to silently glance at Li Meng's back, then lowered her eyes again, but her mind was obviously not on the phone.

Seeing this, Qiao Shuo couldn't help but become more curious about Old Man Yan's conversation.

"No, no, it's not because of this, it's because of the mental health thing a few days ago, he chose randomly hahaha..." Li Meng laughed.

Qiao Shuo captured the key information and quickly searched in his mind, remembering the mental health test for college students that he had done a few days ago.

Could it be that Old Man Yan talked to Brother Xiong because of this...Qiao Shuo suddenly became nervous, and he also saw uneasiness on Wen Liang's face.

"Why are you smiling like an idiot? I've been so busy recently, how can anyone choose seriously," Jiang Chuan said with a smile, "Isn't that just a questionnaire survey? I also chose blindly. What's the matter?"

"Then your blind choice must not be too good. That person chose every question blindly. Today, old man Yan called him to give a training, saying that he interfered with the test results."

The dormitory seems to be divided in the middle, on one side are Li Meng and Jiang Chuan chatting casually about the tests of the previous few days, and on the other side are Qiao Shuo and Wen Liang who have their own thoughts without saying a word.

Qiao Shuo had secretly watched Wen Liang several times, and he was a little worried that Old Man Yan might mistake Wen Liang for someone who randomly chose answers to interfere with the test.

Wen Liang's condition is not very good recently, if old man Yan called Wen Liang over to give him a training because of this, it would be too cruel!

"I didn't expect the school to attach so much importance to this test. Hey, what results can you tell from such multiple-choice questions?" Jiang Chuan asked puzzled.

"I heard that it can detect depression, anxiety, and obsessive-compulsive disorder. Anyway, it is the kind of psychological problem, but it has a certain degree of credibility. There are symptoms in those questions."

Listening to the conversation between the two of them, Qiao Shuo became more and more uneasy, especially when she heard the symptoms Li Meng mentioned.

Wen Liang's mobile phone had already turned off the screen automatically, and he sat there with his eyes downcast in a daze quietly, unable to see any emotions like a pool of stagnant water.

Qiao Shuo didn't know what to say, but he was sure that Wen Liang must be listening and caring about those words.

"It's useless to clean up these things. Can anyone really get these diseases? I think everyone is normal." Jiang Chuan smiled helplessly.

"I can't tell. The child of my mother's colleague graduated from college last year and found a pretty good job. Everyone envied him, but he resigned naked not long after he became a regular. He stayed at home and said he was suffering from depression. I don’t go out, sometimes I break down and cry, and once I swallowed medicine. I called 120 in the middle of the night and went to the hospital for gastric lavage before being rescued. I happened to go to his house during the holidays. After seeing him, it was really... my God Ah, his eyes are all gone, and his reaction is extremely slow, as if he is stupid. He is the kind who has been excellent since childhood, who would have thought it would be like this."

Li Meng and Jiang Chuan didn't know anything about Wen Liang's depression, and they were still chatting with interest at the moment.

And Qiao Shuo has always pretended not to know in front of Wen Liang, but now he really encountered a problem.

He wanted to pretend to interrupt this topic inadvertently, but he was afraid that he would hurt Wen Liang again by saying something wrong.

The conversation between the two roommates was going in a bad direction, Qiao Shuo thought, if they didn't get involved, they would say something that made Wen Liang extremely uncomfortable.

"Maybe it's because the pressure is too much and you need to take a break. Excellent people always have high demands on themselves, it's inevitable." Qiao Shuo interjected to distract everyone, "Speaking of the pressure recently, I, Qiao Youyou, really want to Go out and eat a big buffet."

However, Qiao Shuo's words didn't have any effect, and the roommates haven't had enough chatting about a new topic.

"Damn, what is there to overcome? A good person wants to die, he is too cowardly. In fact, he doesn't want to die at all. He was rescued in the end." Jiang Chuan frowned, completely unable to understand.

"I also think, what should he do to his parents and relatives like this? After such a toss, the family will follow him and feel uneasy." Li Meng shook her head.

Qiao Shuo curled his lips helplessly, raised his head and rolled his eyes, he was really afraid of something.

He glanced at the warm left wrist, recalling the intertwined white lines of the scar, the blurred shadows, and the unsmooth touch.

He didn't know how desperate Wen Liang was when he cut his wrist, the most important thing right now was - how sad Wen Liang would be when he heard those words.

"You can't say that. You may not be able to imagine the pain that others are suffering. If he is alive and happy, why would he want to die? We don't know the specific situation of others, so don't make random guesses. You two are so boring. You can talk about it for half a day."

Qiao Shuo deliberately added the last sentence in an attempt to stop them from continuing, but his rebuttal seemed to make Jiang Chuan more energetic.

"No, what kind of setbacks can there be? As for this, Mengmeng has already said that that person is very good and has a good life. Everyone envies him. Isn't it a little bit in the blessing and doesn't know the blessing?" Jiang Chuan spread his hands, "How strange! , what kind of disease is this, isn't this just hypocrisy?"

"It's this kind of feeling. To be honest, his parents are so good to him. Why does he insist on hurting himself to scare his family? I think it's a bit distorted." Li Meng gestured with her index finger and thumb, " Eh? If you put it this way, your mind is indeed sick.”

Qiao Shuo felt his heart beating fast suddenly, he was so uncomfortable as a bystander, let alone Wen Liang, a living depression patient.

At this moment, Wen Liang leaned against the wall in a daze, and remained silent for a long time, like a sculpture without breathing.

Wen Liang was usually taciturn, Li Meng and Jiang Chuan didn't notice anything wrong at all, they just thought he was reading novels and dazed again.

Qiao Shuo couldn't take it anymore, gritted his teeth, stood up abruptly, and said angrily, "Stop talking, it's so annoying!"

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The author has something to say:

Aw, I was hesitant to write this chapter, because these words are too hurtful. Li Meng and Jiang Chuan's views on depression, this is what happened in real life.But please don’t blame Okawa and Mengmeng, they are both optimistic, upright and kind-hearted people, but it’s hard for people with a healthy mind to understand the true thoughts of depression patients... Did you find a detail, Mengmeng I said "depression". This is not because I slipped my hand and typed it wrong, but because Mengmeng really doesn't understand this. The two words are very similar, but there are still some differences.Recently, my life, body and mind have collapsed at the same time. I actually still have time after I get home from get off work, but a lot of things happened that made me emo. I wanted to go home and work hard to type, but I lay down and cried for an hour or two.But life still has to go on, but I don't know when I can survive this hopeless life.The happiest thing now is probably that the novels I wrote are found by readers. I open the Jinjiang APP to read N times every day. The data has not changed for many days. Today’s column suddenly has an extra reader. I am super happy!