Lovers suffer from depression [Quick Transmigration]

"Wen Ran..." Meng Miandong licked the cream on the spoon, called vaguely, and then said enviously, "Your name is a very warm name, it sounds so nice."

In the real world, Meng Miandong is an orphan, whose name was given by the director of the orphanage. The director did not study any books, because the little Meng Miandong was sleeping peacefully at that time, and he picked up Meng Miandong in the middle of winter. Miandong was named Miandong for Meng Miandong, and Meng was the surname of the dean.

The dean must not have thought that the name she chose would cause Meng Miandong to be ridiculed.

Wen Ran was heartbroken, thinking about Meng Miandong's experience at school, and also thinking about Meng Miandong's self-harm, he just wanted to protect Meng Miandong right now.

But he still can't do anything.

Therefore, he could only smile and said, "I also like your name, Miandong."

"Really?" Hearing what Meng Miandong said, he knew that Meng Miandong didn't take it seriously at all, and he emphasized: "I really like your name."

Meng Miandong didn't believe that someone would like such a casual and ridiculous name, raised his head, looked at Wen Ran and said, "Why do you like this name?"

For Wen Ran, the name Meng Miandong is an ordinary name, but since Meng Miandong who bears this name is his favorite person in the world, Meng Miandong has also become his favorite person in the world. favorite name.

Of course, he couldn't say that just yet.

He met Meng Miandong's gaze and asked, "Why can't I like this name?"

Meng Miandong said without thinking, "Because it's a very casual and ridiculous name."

"Don't say your name like that." Wen Ran couldn't help persuading, "Miandong, please like yourself more, including your name."

After speaking, he suddenly felt that his behavior was too abrupt.

The next moment, he saw anger appearing on Meng Miandong's immature face, and said sharply: "Whether I like myself or not, and whether I like my name is up to me, and we don't know each other well, why do you Preach to me?"

Meng Miandong stood up abruptly and walked outside, but her sleeve accidentally touched the plate.

The plate fell to the ground immediately, and because it was made of bone china, it shattered all over the floor, and the remaining half of the strawberry and blueberry cheesecake on it was also smashed into disrepair.

He didn't look back, the sudden anger took him under control.

After he walked out, he stared at Wen Ran bitterly.

But Wen Ran still had a gentle look on his face, even a little distressed.

Distress him?Wen Ran is just a stranger, what right does he have to love him?

By the time he walked home, his anger hadn't dissipated.

After many years of wandering, my elder sister went to health school. My elder sister is working as a nurse in a hospital. Today, my elder sister is on the evening shift and won’t be able to go home until morning.

Therefore, he smashed all the non-breakable things in the house without any scruples, sat on the ground and cried loudly.

Weeping and crying, he felt that he had been greatly wronged, but not long after, he felt that Wen Ran was willing to talk to him and give him a taste of new products, it was already his luck.

After hesitating for a long time, he went to the pastry shop.

The pastry shop was already closed, and it was pitch black inside. He knocked on the door, but no one answered him.

He knocked harder, almost breaking the glass door.

When he ran out of strength, he squatted in front of the glass door, like an abandoned puppy.

He looked at the extraordinarily bright moon, and calmly said to himself: "Meng Miandong, you are a worthless person."

After about 10 minutes, all the lights in the store were turned on, and the light came through the glass door and sprinkled on him.

He suddenly felt warm in his body, turned around, Wen Ran's figure immediately caught his eyes, Wen Ran was wearing home clothes, his hair was still dripping, but he was so handsome that he couldn't describe it in words.

The glass door was opened immediately, Wen Ran walked up to him, stretched out his hand to him, and asked him with concern: "Your hands are all red, do they hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt." He instinctively held Wen Ran's hand, Wen Ran's palm was moist and warm, making him want to rely on it.

But he knew very well that he couldn't rely on others, because everyone would abandon him, and he couldn't keep anyone.

When he was a child, he cried and asked his mother not to leave, but his mother lied, sent him away, and never came back.

When he grows up, he stays at relatives' homes. He studies hard every day and is obedient, but he will still be driven away in the end.

After being taken back by his father, he was often beaten and scolded by his father, and he never dared to resist, but his father still wanted to use him as gambling money.

So far, he has only his sister by his side.

And his sister was left behind by cutting his wrist with a utility knife in front of her.

If my sister hadn't softened her heart at the time, he would be alone now, right?Or maybe he was already a handful of bones.

Therefore, he can't rely on Wen Ran, even relatives with blood relationship won't let him depend on him, so why should Wen Ran let him depend on him?

He smiled, and said to Wen Ran with a straight face: "I did something wrong just now, I'm sorry."

One of the clinical manifestations of borderline personality disorder is that it is difficult to control emotions, prone to anger, irritability, tension, panic, anxiety, despair...

Wen Ran had no reason, and was not willing to blame Meng Miandong, but said softly: "No, Miandong, you did nothing wrong, I was too abrupt."

Faced with Wen Ran's tenderness, Meng Miandong was at a loss like a baby who was completely unable to move.

Wen Ran glanced at the time, it was already a quarter past nine in the evening, and he said to Meng Miandong, "May I take you home? I'm afraid it won't be safe for you to go back alone."

My sister has always cared about him only verbally, he tried to come home very late, and my sister just asked him why it was so late, but Wen Ran in front of him said that he would send him back.

Meng Miandong asked in confusion, "Why do you care about my safety?"

Wen Ran was speechless by Meng Miandong's question, and after a while, he replied: "Because I like you very much."

He expected that Meng Miandong would not associate the liking he said with the liking between lovers, so he said that.

Sure enough, Meng Miandong asked, "I'm not likable at all, why do you like me?"

Wen Ran smiled and said: "Because you like the pastry I made."

Meng Miandong asked again: "There must be others who like your pastry, right? So you like others too?"

Wen Ran denied it: "I don't like others. When others eat my pastry, they don't have the satisfaction on your face."

Meng Miandong murmured, "So I feel satisfied when I eat pastries?"

Wen Ran said affirmatively: "Yes, the satisfaction on your face makes me feel very accomplished."

In fact, he didn't lie from the beginning to the end, but he just avoided the important ones.

Meng Miandong touched his face, and then said to Wen Ran: "Then please take me home."

Wen Ran nodded, and said again: "Can you wait for me for a while? I'll dry my hair and change clothes."

"Okay." Meng Miandong watched Wen Ran go upstairs from the back kitchen, and then sat on a chair.

There are no more pastries in the window, is that what it should be?After all, the desserts made by Wen Ran are so delicious.

How nice it would be if he could eat it every day...

He has no job yet and has to rely on his sister to live. When he earns his own money, he can eat as much as he wants every day. A smart person like him will definitely make a lot of money. At that time, he will even You can ask Wen Ran to cook it only for him to eat.

He instantly became extremely optimistic, but after being optimistic, he was extremely pessimistic.

Wen Ran came down from upstairs, saw Meng Miandong's changed expression, and sighed secretly.

But when he walked in front of Meng Miandong, he pretended not to see it, and said with a smile, "Let's go, I'll take you home."

After walking out of the pastry shop, he locked the door.

It only takes a quarter of an hour to walk from the pastry shop to Meng Miandong's house.

Meng Miandong walked a little slower than Wen Ran, her eyes involuntarily stuck to Wen Ran's hands.

He endured and endured, finally indulged his self-willedness, and said to Wen Ran: "Can I hold your hand?"

Wen Ran was slightly surprised, but without hesitation, he immediately stretched out his hand.

His hand was immediately held by Meng Miandong, and Meng Miandong's hand was very cold, like a piece of ice.

He didn't dare to use too much force for fear of hurting Meng Miandong's hand, so he just took Meng Miandong's hand and put it in his coat pocket.

Meng Miandong felt an unprecedented warmth and didn't want to let go even at the door.

But that won't work, he can't rely on Wen Ran.

So, he pulled his hand out of Wen Ran's palm and Wen Ran's pocket, and said to Wen Ran: "Thank you for sending me back."

As soon as he walked into the house, he began to tidy up the mess he had made in a mess.

After packing up, he went to do his homework.

The homework of each subject is very simple for him, but within an hour, he has already finished five test papers.

After finishing the test paper, he finished the rest of his homework and went to bed.

He had a nightmare, in which his mother pointed to his nose and said, "I shouldn't have given birth to you back then."

He didn't know how to refute, and cried helplessly.

When he woke up, his face was covered with tears, and he took out a tissue to wipe away the tears before getting out of bed.

After brushing his teeth and washing his face, he went to school.

When passing by the pastry shop, he saw Wen Ran again.

Wen Ran noticed Meng Miandong's eyes were slightly swollen at a glance, and was afraid of irritating Meng Miandong, so it was inconvenient to express his concern, so he just said to Meng Miandong: "Good morning, Miandong."

When the words fell, he stuffed the paper bag into Meng Miandong's hands.

"Good morning, Wen Ran." Meng Miandong glanced at the paper bag, saw a red bean bread inside, and asked, "How much?"

"Three yuan." Wen Ran knew that her sister didn't give Meng Miandong much pocket money, so the price she said was half the price in the store.

Meng Miandong paid Wen Ran, walked a few steps, and waved to Wen Ran again: "I'm going to school."

Wen Ran also waved: "Be careful on the road."

"Yeah." Meng Miandong took a bite of the red bean bread, and walked away while eating.

Because of Wen Ran, he was in a good mood all day long, but before he walked into the house, his mood went down again because that man came.

As soon as he saw the man's car, he turned around sharply.

Normally, he would do his homework on the bench by the river, but today he wanted to go to Wen Ran's shop.

The business in Wen Ran's shop is very good, Wen Ran is entertaining customers, will he disturb Wen Ran if he goes in now?

But in an instant, he became angry again: Wen Ran should just circle around me.

He tried his best to suppress his anger, his chest was heaving violently, he was about to walk to the river when he saw Wen Ran coming out of the shop, and said hello to him: "Mian Dong, are you out of school yet?"

For some reason, his anger was easily dispelled by Wen Ran's smile.

He raised his head, looked at Wen Ran and said, "Can I do my homework in your shop?"

"Of course, but the store is a bit noisy right now." Wen Ran suggested, "If you don't mind, may I take you upstairs?"

go upstairs?Wen Ran came down from upstairs yesterday, so Wen Ran lives upstairs?

He was a little embarrassed: "No, just downstairs."

"Okay." Wen Ran brought Meng Miandong into the store, and made another cup of hot chocolate for Meng Miandong.

Meng Miandong drank hot chocolate from a mug. The hot chocolate tasted sweet and warm, which made him feel very comfortable.

He was reluctant to drink it in one gulp, so he made a test paper and took a sip. In the end, the hot chocolate had cooled down.

He was about to finish the remaining hot chocolate, but the mug was snatched away by Wen Ran.

He looked at Wen Ran puzzled, and Wen Ran actually gave him another cup of hot chocolate emitting white smoke.

"Thank you." He suddenly felt that his eyes were a little blurry, was it because of the white smoke?

He looked at Wen Ran through the white smoke, Wen Ran had already gone to entertain guests, Wen Ran's side face and back were very pretty.

After a long time, he realized that he had been watching Wen Ran.

He gulped down the cold hot chocolate in the mug before concentrating on his homework.

After he finished all his homework, he knew that he had to say goodbye to Wen Ran.

After living with my sister, he did all the housework except cooking, and now the man should have left, and he had to wash the dirty sheets.

He put all his homework into his schoolbag, and walked towards Wen Ran. When he walked in front of Wen Ran, his lips moved, and finally he spit out: "Can I stay a little longer?"

Of course Wen Ran would not reject Meng Miandong: "Miandong, do you want to have dinner together?"

"Dinner?" Meng Miandong shook her head, then nodded again, "Well, I want to have dinner with you."

When it was time to eat dinner, he realized that he was not alone with Wen Ran at all, besides Wen Ran, there were two shop assistants.

This is a very normal thing, right?But he somehow felt unhappy, obviously just now Wen Ran said to have dinner with him.

He sulked and chewed hard on his food.

Dinner is Wen Ran Dian's takeaway, which is the most reputable restaurant in the neighborhood. Meng Miandong only ate there once with his sister, but he still remembers the taste.

He didn't expect the taste in his memory to be so unpalatable.

After dinner, he had to go home, it couldn't be too late, it would be bad if he made his sister angry, what should he do if her sister abandoned him because of this?

He hurriedly said to Wen Ran: "I'm leaving, goodbye."

After running a few steps, he heard Wen Ran say behind him: "Miandong, run slowly, beware of falling."

He couldn't help complaining in his heart: Are you my mother?I was also worried about whether I would fall.

But my mother never cared about him so much. My mother thinks about how to get rid of him every day.

He stopped, turned his head, and said, "I will be careful."

He had a sulky breath in his heart, but he stopped being angry when he heard and looked at each other.

Instead of running, he walked home.

Sure enough, the man's car was gone. My sister was sitting on the sofa, and there were leftover instant noodle bowls on the coffee table.

My sister glanced at him and said, "Are you hungry? There are instant noodles in the kitchen. If you are hungry, cook it yourself. Remember to wash the sheets after eating, and mop the floor at home again."

He didn't dare to disobey his sister, nodded obediently, and went to wash the sheets.

In addition to the turbid fluid, there was also blood on the bed sheet. He suddenly remembered that his sister should have her period today.

That scum.

He was angry and helpless, and after washing the sheets, he vomited again with nausea.

After rinsing his mouth, he started mopping the floor.

My sister was sitting on the sofa reading a book, and didn't ask him why he didn't cook instant noodles.

After mopping the floor, he wiped all the furniture again.

After all this was done, there was no older sister on the sofa, and my older sister must have gone to sleep.

He suddenly felt lonely.

What's the point of him not allowing his sister to abandon him so shamelessly?

Totally pointless.

Although he and his elder sister are related by blood, they are not much different from strangers. They never talked about each other, and his elder sister never asked him about his studies. He was about to take the college entrance examination, and his elder sister never asked him what university he was going to. What did you study.

Maybe my sister even forgot about his college entrance examination this year?

He sat down on the ground, which happened to be the place where his sister had sat, but there was no temperature on it.

It's cold.

He hugged himself tightly and curled up on the sofa.

He suddenly got off the sofa again, rushed to the door of his sister's room, and knocked on the door desperately: "Sister, sister, sister, don't want me, I will be very good..."

The elder sister in the room said calmly: "Go to sleep, Miandong, you have to go to school tomorrow."

Is my sister planning to abandon him?

Will my sister be gone tomorrow?

don't want……

He cried out in fear for a moment, until his voice became hoarse from crying, and his sister opened the door.

The elder sister sighed at him: "Miandong, get up, I won't let you go."

Judging from the elder sister's expression, it was obvious that the elder sister said this reluctantly, but he was easily satisfied.

He jumped up from the ground, hugged his sister, and cheered, "That's great."

My sister let him hug her for a while, then pushed him away, saying: "Go to sleep."

"Yeah." He let go of his sister, smiling through tears, "Sister, good night."

As soon as he took a step, his sister closed the door.

He went to the bathroom in despair, and after stripping off his clothes, he saw marks of utility knives all over his body, and most of the marks had faded away.

He grabbed his thigh vigorously, and after feeling the pain, he felt more comfortable.

After taking a bath, he went to bed, and he had another nightmare. In the nightmare, his father first hugged the young boy kindly, fed him, and then grabbed his neck and asked, "You didn't know that day?" Why run away?"

Yes, he ran away when he overheard that his father was going to use him as gambling money. The reason why his father had a car accident was to catch him back.

So, he killed his father.

He is a murderer.

If he didn't run away, if he was obediently lost to others by his father, his father wouldn't die.