sinovels Chapter 32 32
Chapter 32 32
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In order to appease the taste buds of the poor Xiayou senior who ate garbage every day in the past even though he didn't eat garbage today, Haruto began to prepare all kinds of ingredients with great care. He started stewing beef at noon and said that he would eat a luxurious version of cold noodles in the evening.
"What about noon?"
"Ah, do it yourself and make do with it."
Do people say?Don't you want to comfort Lao Tzu now?
Eating at noon is very casual, really casual.Kelp soup, fried fish, steamed eggs with clams, and a cabbage salad, that's all.
Xia Youjie felt annoyed when he looked at him, and he had to go out to work in the afternoon, Qingdou checked the cast iron pot that was slowly cooking in the oven, it seemed to be fine, so he still had to go.
"Why are you going to taste my curse spirit jade?"
That food is too unpalatable, but if you can make this guy stop eating, it's not impossible to sacrifice.After all, whoever eats that thing every day can't stand it?It's not impossible to just take a bite: "Will you still eat after I eat?"
Good question, it's difficult, Xia Youjie actually thought it was a bit weird in the morning.Others swallowed it... It's not bad to throw it away in the end, he really thinks it's strange for Haruto to eat it again.
"If you don't eat it, then I'll put it in my mouth and roll it around twice. If you still want to eat it, then I have no choice but to spit it out of my mouth and return it to you."
This wave, this wave is lore!
"I'm not going out, you can do whatever you want, I'll go play some games." Xia Youjie confessed.
"Oh, I want to play too!" Qingdou stuck to it again annoyingly, and grabbed his handle angrily, and began to search for his games by himself. Xia Youjie sighed helplessly, and went to the ground to start playing with his mobile phone .
Xia Youjie didn't care when the familiar music came from the TV. After all, GT5 is played by everyone.He didn't care about driving it again, GT5, everyone likes it.
After restarting four times, Qingdou turned around and punched him: "What kind of rubbish friend you are, you just keep dragging me, and you keep torturing me with blood, just now you sent a message to mock me!"
Xia Youjie sat up in shock in his dying illness!Where is his friend from?
"What number are you on?"
"What? Who knows, your own account automatically logged in."
Desperately looking at the screen, at the top of the ranking, on top of his ID is a super-long ID composed of a bunch of gibberish-like Latin characters, belonging to Gojo Satoru.The scene of the social death belongs to yes.
"What is he mocking you for?"
"He said you've changed."
"It's you, it's not my game!"
"I don't even know him. How did he know that I was good or bad before? If he knows me, he must say that I have improved."
What level of rubbish handicapped party must be able to confidently speak such nonsense, Xia Youjie once again snatched the handle angrily: "Trash, get up!"
This re-opening made a little progress, and he didn't fall behind the opponent for a full circle, and almost caught up with him. Unexpectedly, the other party sent another message: [Can't even run away from me? ]
Fuck you, idiot!Who did it!
Qing beat the tatami several times in a vindictive manner: "If you don't return him, scold the bastard to death! Can't you afford it!" As if he was the one who was being ridiculed, he was so angry that he even opened his hands again. First, the sixth one, Xia Youjie was still close, and the other party invited him again, but Xia Youjie refused, and went offline at the speed of light, deleting this account from the automatic login.
The operation was as fierce as a tiger, and the onlookers were dumbfounded. It turned out that Xia Youjie was the one who couldn't afford it.
The handle returned to his hand: "Go and play."
There is a problem, and a big one.Qingdou didn't bother with that account anymore, he logged into his own account after a long time, how pitiful he was, he was still busy in high school, so he didn't play games much.He took a peek at Xia Youjie, who was lying behind him watching a movie on his mobile phone, and recalled the garbled ID just now. After searching several times, there was no corresponding user. He reluctantly gave up the idea of adding that person as a friend, and then started His beloved unpopular cultivation game, the carrots in the manor were all ripe, and he collected them and sold them for money to build a house.
Xia Youjie occasionally raised his head to take a look, and realized why Qingdou was disabled.Playing this kind of shit every day is a problem if you don't have a broken hand.
The afternoon passed like this, and the two of them went to school to pick up their children in the evening. Nanako and Mimiko, who were both about to get on the school bus, were shocked, and then ran over happily, hanging on the two of them skillfully.
The cold noodles at night are indeed very luxurious, with a huge variety of dishes, as well as delicious cold dishes and drinks. I am satisfied, and the resentment of losing a spell has dissipated a lot.
Afterwards, through observation, Qingdou confirmed that Xia Youjie had early awakening insomnia. He set the alarm clock more than once to attack at four o'clock in the morning, only to find that Xia Youjie was awake, and sporadically pestered him, following him. The few times he went out to work, quarrels broke out every time because of the curse spirit jade. However, Xia Youjie couldn't easily mess with him, and Qingdou did nothing every time.
When he met with the doctor, he was very depressed: "I don't think I can do anything. He hasn't changed anything. I thought I could use it to the fullest, but in fact there is none."
This is a very common state of mind among relatives and friends of patients with depression. The disease is difficult to treat, and negative emotions can also be contagious. It is normal to make this happen.The doctor put aside the patient he had never met, and began to enlighten the person in front of him.It is useless to continue to support him to cheer up, because even if he cheers up, he still faces the same predicament and the current result.
She could only tell the truth: "Qingdou, the relapse rate of depression is extremely high, and it is difficult to recover. If you want to help, you will face this dilemma in the future. You can only try to find some help while maintaining the status quo as much as possible. The little things that can help him, no matter how small. If you give up on him, he will have nothing."
"I know, I just..." He couldn't tell what he was thinking, he was very confused.He's put a lot of energy into it, and he certainly doesn't want to just give up.But if he didn't give up, he couldn't find any breakthrough, and even found that Xia Youjie's situation was worse than he thought before.
It is inevitable that he will start to substitute himself, eat that kind of ghost every day, see that kind of ghost, and it is still made by ordinary people, he will probably hate ordinary people.Rubbish was created unconsciously, all of which were given to the magicians who couldn't make rubbish.
He rubbed his face and took a deep breath: "I will continue to work hard."
"But don't have any expectations that there will be results, and lower it. At least if you can maintain the status quo, it is also a victory."
He prescribed some more medicine, he was sleepy and hungry easily, his energy during the day would be slightly better, and his mood would not be so depressed, and he even tolerated Haruto throwing away his Cursed Spirit Orb a few times.
It is indeed a victory. Qingdou borrowed psychology-related books from the school library and read them. Aside from the self-healing guidance, he was basically reading more professional behavior analysis and cognitive-behavioral therapy. , This seems to be not symptomatic.
He didn't hide the fact that he saw these things. Xia Youjie took a few glances and knew who it was for. He was a little angry, but it was not completely unacceptable.Isn't it all because of Haruto's behavior and why he moved here in the first place?Then there was a weird scene where Haruto, the rookie, was facing the book, reading it while doing "psychological consultation".
Everyone was numb, Xia Youjie couldn't bear it anymore: "Are you playing a house-playing game between a doctor and a patient?"
Furious, Haruto left with his book in his arms.
Whether it's because he started taking medicine again or because he was accompanied by someone, Xia Youjie's condition has indeed improved again, and he is no longer suffering from insomnia.It's been a year, and I can't go home during the winter vacation. Apart from the New Year's reasons, my grandfather's health is not as good as before, and he has been hospitalized frequently recently.
He is almost 90 years old, his kidneys can't keep up, his appetite has become very bad, and his vision is a little blurred. After Haruto came back, he touched his grandson's face with his hands: "Uh...no Thin, that's good. Haruto needs to eat more."
"I eat well, Grandpa."
The old man nodded: "I know, Qingdou has a good mother, she taught you a lot."
In order to be with his grandfather, he simply didn't go to class for the few days after the winter vacation. After asking for leave from school, he took a vacation with the spring vacation until the school started in April before returning to Tokyo.The old man is not in good health. Although he calls every day to greet him, it probably won't last long. The despair of losing his relatives and his powerlessness begins to envelop him.Even knowing that there is nothing to be done for the elderly at this age, it is still difficult to accept.
The psychological counseling given to Xia Youjie is now in use by him himself. Xia Youjie's condition may not always be stable, and sometimes he will become irritable for no reason. One night, he suddenly opened his door, Hold him down and pinch his neck.
The faint moonlight came in from outside the door, and the early summer wind blew in. Haruto could only see the dark figure in front of him, he was still a little confused, and then someone grabbed his neck.It's not particularly tight, but with the silhouette on the body, it is also particularly oppressive.He didn't speak, and after a while, the hand on his neck was loosened. Xia Youjie left his room without saying anything.
The next day he went to a psychiatrist, and he talked about what happened at night in a low voice: "Could it be that everything I did was useless? I'm the one he should hate. Maybe one day he plans to continue to stick to his Daoyi, then I should be the first person to be killed by him, right?"
The doctor didn't comfort him, just listened to him talk about these things.There is nothing I can do about my grandfather's physical condition, or my friend's mental condition. Bad things are all piled up together, and I am desperate all the time.
To get rid of this situation, what he needs is a turning point.
It’s just that no one can tell whether the turning point is good or bad. In short, misfortunes never come singly. He returned to Panxingjiao from the doctor’s side. Xia Youjie was sitting in his room, with an oval white tablet in a sealed bag on the table: "Haruto, what is this?"