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The night wind passed through the window at the end of the corridor and poured into the dark and old corridor.

Wen Liang stood in front of the window in a daze for a long time, and there were used toiletries on the window sill.

There are pitch-black empty dormitories on both sides, and the sounds of those energetic and noisy people seem to be far away.

It's already May, but the weather is inexplicably colder. The short-sleeved clothes can't resist the coldness. It's warm and windy, so I don't bother to move.

His mind was filled with the feeling of being ashamed standing at the door of the dormitory, under the gaze of all his roommates.

I kept it a secret for so long, so my roommates already knew about it, what would they think?

A hypocritical and cowardly depression, now has another adjective - hypocrisy.

Wherever I go, I am really spoiling the scenery, and my roommates still pretend not to know or care about it, but he himself understands it.

The night wind couldn't wake the chaotic and confused person, and he closed his eyes wearily in a warm and cold manner. At this moment, he really wanted to fall into a deep sleep, and disappear together with the omnipresent shadow.

He didn't know how to face his roommates in the days to come, the world was so big, but where could he hide.

"Brother Xiong." A familiar voice, accompanied by footsteps getting closer.

Wen Liang opened his eyes, heaved a long sigh, thinking: Can I pretend I didn't hear it?

He turned his head to meet Qiao Shuo's gaze, and wanted to smile at Qiao Shuo, but he could only raise the corner of his mouth forcefully.

Qiao Shuo's expression was obviously nervous: "What are you doing here?"

"Stand stupidly." Wen Liang felt that this scene seemed familiar, so he said so casually.

Qiao Shuo nodded, glanced at the open window, and asked cautiously, "Aren't you cold?"

"It's okay." Wen Liang looked at Qiao Shuo's short sleeves, and reached out to close the window.

Qiao Shuo seemed relieved, he nodded, but he seemed obviously worried.

In fact, they could more or less guess what the other party wanted to say, but these words were difficult to say, they hesitated and fell silent for a while.

Wen Liang suddenly had many details that he hadn't noticed before, when did it start? Qiao Shuo always looked nervously into the bed curtain, and asked him how he drank his coffee a few days ago.

"Old Qiao," Wen Liang paused, as if something was choked in his throat, "When did you know I have depression?"

There was some helpless self-abandonment in the warm and cool tone, and Qiao Shuo was a little dazed for a while.

He thought that he could help Wen Liang keep it a secret, that one day Wen Liang would trust him enough to tell him this, but he didn't expect that the first time he heard about depression from Wen Liang's mouth was such a depressing situation.

"It was last semester. I saw the medicine box on the ground and thought it was medicine for stomach problems. Seeing that you had an empty box, I went to the infirmary to buy it for you, but I didn't find it. I checked it later, but I didn't expect it to be for depression. " Qiao Shuo said truthfully, after thinking for a while, he quickly added, "Brother Xiong, don't take this depression too seriously, I really hope you can be well, depression is nothing, I think you This guy is really nice."

Wen Liang was surprised by Qiao Shuo's last few words for a moment, but his thoughts went back to the coldest time last semester. He was in a very bad state that morning. After washing up, he dragged himself back to the dormitory. Take the pill box.

At that time, Qiao Shuo smiled and said, "I tell you not to eat spicy food all the time, it will spoil your stomach, and I will take you to see a doctor."

Hearing what Qiao Shuo said, he was relieved and didn't think too much about it. Who knows...

If it wasn't for that time, Qiao Shuo wouldn't know the secret, and he wouldn't argue with Jiang Chuan Li Meng because of depression today, so no one would know.

Qiao Shuo was kind, he only blamed himself for dropping the medicine box on the ground, Wen Liang thought, and felt more and more like a fool pretending to deceive himself.

It's been a long time since I've been encouraged by anyone, but I'm just pretending to be pretty good on the surface.

"Old Qiao, do you think I'm fine?" A thin layer of water appeared in Wen Liang's eyes, "If you think so, you will definitely be disappointed, because you don't understand me at all."

Qiao Shuo had to admit that what Wen Liang said was right, even though they always stayed together, he didn't know anything about what Wen Liang deliberately hid.

Perhaps for Wen Liang, he is no different from "others", and Wen Liang never thought of letting him understand herself from the very beginning.

Qiao Shuo was not reconciled, he was silent for a while before speaking: "You let me know, how will you know if you don't try?"

"Old Qiao, no one wants to get along with a depressed patient who is full of energy." Wen Liang laughed a little self-deprecatingly, "So we keep a proper distance, leave some room for each other, and make a good impression...isn't that good? ?”

Qiao Shuo opened his mouth, but couldn't say a word for a long time. He looked deeply into Wen Liang's dim eyes, and suddenly felt that there was a thick fog between him and Wen Liang, and his heart sank deep.

Wen Liang's words were like pouring cold water on Qiao Shuo's heart. He suddenly remembered that not long ago he was sitting on the green field and stubbornly said to Guo Shaojie: I believe that as long as the two really like each other, they will be willing to overcome all difficulties for each other.

How ridiculous, the premise of rushing to each other is that the other party has to like himself, but Wen Liang seems to have drawn a clear boundary - you are you, I am me, don't get closer.

Qiao Shuo was sad and at the same time felt extremely embarrassed. How could he be so sincere and enthusiastic towards Wen Liang, but Wen Liang could coldly reject all his overtures and concerns.

Qiao Shuo felt like a slap in the face when he swore at first, and he seemed to be overconfident in his feelings.

The voice-activated light above the head was off, half of the warm and cool face was illuminated by the faint light from the window, and the other half was completely hidden in the darkness, revealing a gloomy and intense sadness.

Qiao Shuo couldn't bear the stinging pain caused by damaged self-esteem any longer, and he didn't dare to look into Wen Liang's gray eyes anymore. He picked up his things from the window sill, turned around and left, and smashed a fist on the wall as if venting his anger. fist.

The voice-activated light turned on in response to the sound, and Wen Liang watched Qiao Shuo's leaving back in the reflection of the glass window, feeling that the light was extremely dazzling.

He rested his elbows on the window sill, covered his face with trembling hands, and waited for the voice-activated lights to dim again.

He is a different kind, he doesn't need light, he just needs darkness so that he can hide with peace of mind.

The shadows of the trees outside the window swayed, and the wind rushed towards the window as if invisible, making a low-pitched wail through the crack of the window.

Wen Liang looked out the window and didn't know what he was looking at, but he was sure that he didn't want to go back to the dormitory, he couldn't face his roommates like before, especially when he thought of their pretending not to care.

"2018.5.11. Friday. Strong wind. I thought summer was coming and the weather was getting warmer, but suddenly there was a cold snap, and it seemed to be back to winter. It would be better to close the windows."

I can't remember exactly how many days, Wen Liang didn't go to study in the old place by the window on the fifth floor of the library, Qiao Shuo sat there feeling empty in his heart.

Although they are roommates, their usual rhythms of life do not always overlap. Qiao Shuo has to go to the track and field team to train every day, and Wen Liang's morning exercises, reading, and breakfast are staggered, and they have to train after class in the afternoon.

Except that he could see Wen Liang in class, Wen Liang seemed to be missing at other times. The most annoying thing was that Wen Liang didn't even sit in the same row with them in class.

Both Jiang Chuan and Li Meng never mentioned anything about depression, but they were helpless in the face of Wen Liang's alienation. backpack.

Every day after returning to the dormitory, Wen Liang pulled the bed curtain and was silent inside, but Qiao Shuo could smell the strong coffee smell almost every day.

Qiao Shuo wanted to talk to Wen Liang many times, wanted to poke his head into the bed curtain to see how Wen Liang was, but after hesitating for a long time, he gave up the idea. He felt that Wen Liang seemed to be separated by a copper wall and an iron wall.

Qiao Shuo was sitting in the library, and the test preparation materials on the desk hadn't been turned over for a long time. Suddenly someone appeared by the desk, and Qiao Shuo was pleasantly surprised.

"Brother Xiong!" He raised his head without thinking, but his smile froze.

The strange boy at the table pulled the backpack strap and asked politely, "Can I sit inside you?"

Qiao Shuo nodded in embarrassment, then stood up unhappily and let the boy sit in.

Qiao Shuo stared blankly at the open book on the table, and out of the corner of her eye, she caught a glimpse of the stranger taking out a book from his backpack.

That's not right, Qiao Shuo thought to himself, it should be said that this seat is occupied just now, if Wen Liang comes, where should he sit?

But this idea was quickly denied by him, and it turned into an indescribable bitterness—what exactly was he looking forward to.

He lowered his head, pondering for a long time and couldn't understand why he and Wen Liang had held hands in the dark cave not long ago, how they suddenly reached the point of ignoring them.

With a lot of messy thoughts in his mind, Qiao Shuo sighed, closed the book, put it in his backpack, and went downstairs quickly.

The weather was muggy and there was no sunshine. Qiao Shuo moved slowly in the open space in front of the library. He didn't know where he was going.

He usually learns to climb to the fifth floor of the library, his motivation is not pure, but he wants to stick with Wen Liang in a limited time.

But now he was sitting in the library and couldn't calm down at all. Wen Liang wasn't sitting next to him, but his mind was full of Wen Liang.

Qiao Shuo took out his mobile phone sullenly and looked at it. It was still a long time before the training time. He really wanted to go to the playground and have a hearty run to vent out these tormenting emotions.

The class group kept getting new news. Qiao Shuo clicked in and found that the students were discussing majors.

Qiao Shuo was puzzled, and turned up the news all the time. The reason was that the class leader talked about changing majors next semester in the group.

Zhang Wenyao: Let me remind you again that everyone can start preparing for the final exam. Mr. Yan mentioned in the last meeting that if you want to change your major, you must pay attention to this exam.

Zhang Wenyao: @All Members Anyone in our class who intends to change majors, chat with me privately, and I will investigate and count.

Qiao Shuo raised his eyebrows, changing his major, it's fine, it doesn't matter a dime.

He put his mobile phone in his pocket, walked to the cafeteria road, looked around, and decided to go to the second teaching building to find a classroom with few people.

As soon as Qiao Shuo turned the corner, he saw Wen Liang standing at the door of a certain classroom ahead, talking with the class monitor.

After seeing him, Wen Liang looked a little flustered, nodded to the monitor, turned around and entered the classroom without saying a few words.

hide?Qiao Shuo was so angry that he almost stomped his feet, but everyone didn't like him, why are you so awkward!

Qiao Shuo clenched his backpack strap tightly, and walked towards that classroom aggressively.

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The author has something to say:

Wen Liang's behavior of trying to hide his depression can probably be regarded as a shame. Like Wen Liang, many depressed patients don't want others to know at all, otherwise they will feel ashamed and ashamed for this disease.There is a sentence in this chapter that says "the warm and cool throat seems to be choked with something". In fact, some patients, especially those with anxiety disorders, will have symptoms of throat discomfort.Wen Liang's action of closing the window in this chapter has another meaning, that is, Wen Liang closed his heart again to Qiao Shuo.This chapter also wrote about the memories of last semester. I actually read it on purpose, but I didn’t put the original words up. Uh, I always feel that it is impossible for Wen Liang to remember every word clearly in the past few months.Alas, this second volume feels like there are so many things I want to write that haven’t been written yet. The timeline has only reached the No.12 teaching week. Sure enough, sometimes I can’t stop writing. Puff hahaha, the next volume There must be a sweet two-way crush~