I still want to pretend after falling off the horse

Chapter 62 Post Traumatic Stress Disorder

After that night, Yang Yixin was still laughing and playing as usual, the topic of that night seemed to be over, and he acted as if nothing had happened.

But for Shang Yuan, since he discovered the clues, it is impossible to let the matter pass by.He looked for opportunities to test several times, but failed.

Shang Yuan didn't know if what he did was exposing people's scars, so he didn't dare to press him lightly.That day he took Yang Yixin to the police station to meet the murderer who hit and killed his mother. It was a strong dose of medicine that broke his heart knot, but also hurt him.Shang Yuan regretted that he used too strong means to force him to face his heart, and even more regretted that he acted impulsively.

He didn't want to see Yang Yixin's tears again, so he wanted to deal with this matter step by step, trying not to hurt Yang Yixin.

After returning home, Shang Yuan found time to talk to the family doctor about it, and the doctor asked: "Do you still remember the day of the fight, did he have any special reaction?"

Shang Yuan said: "It was too dark that night, and I didn't pay special attention to him, but I called him several times and he didn't respond, as if... he was distracted, and he seemed to be overly frightened, and his reaction was very slow."

"Ask him about it again, and he'll evade and lie to you, even though it's been months, won't he?"

"Yes."

The doctor pondered for a moment and said, "I think it's not just about the beer bottle, but a certain scene related to the beer bottle that made him feel scared."

Shang Yuan also thought about it and said: "Could it be related to the scene of beating people with wine bottles, because he also appeared in this state once before, and it was also during a fight."

"Well, it's possible." The doctor suddenly frowned, and had a bad guess: "Speaking of which, I feel that this symptom is like a traumatic re-experiencing symptom that is triggered by the scene."

"What do you mean?"

"It's a clinical manifestation of post-traumatic stress disorder, or PTSD for short."

Shang Yuan was taken aback, his pupils constricted slightly, "Post-traumatic...stress disorder."

"I'm just guessing. I know a psychiatrist. If Yang Yixin can talk to him, maybe he can find out what's going on." The doctor comforted: "Don't worry, since he usually behaves normally , It means that he has adjusted himself very well and has little impact on his life, as long as he does not let him experience the same scene again. If you really have PTSD, you must not be anxious. It cannot be cured in a day or two, and it will last forever. "

The doctor's words weighed heavily on Shang Yuan's heart. He didn't dare to imagine what Yang Yixin had experienced, leaving an irreparable wound on such a resilient person, which still haunts him to this day.

He wanted to ask clearly, but once Yang Yixin showed an evasive attitude, he couldn't bear it, so he couldn't help being cautious.

However, Yang Yixin is so smart, he is well aware of Shang Yuan's temptation, and instead made the matter clear first: "Shang Yuan, everyone has made unspeakable mistakes, stop being curious, I can't satisfy your curiosity .”

"Do you think I'm just curious?" Shang Yuan pressed his shoulder and turned him to himself.

"But you have been probing, haven't you? It's been several days, and you still hold on to this matter, is it necessary?!" Yang Yixin couldn't help being annoyed.

Shang Yuan was silent for a while, then let go, "You don't want to say that I don't have to ask, I'm sorry."

Yang Yixin was stunned, it was rare for Shang Yuan to show weakness, he was not used to it, and realized that his tone was not good, so he slowed down his tone and said: "It's okay, no need to apologize, I lost my temper. I know you care about me, But I really have nothing to say."

Shang Yuan didn't say anything more, not wanting to make him feel more disgusted.

This unpleasant episode passed quickly, and after a while Yang Yixin felt a little regretful, he was the one who lost his temper, and he was also the one who regretted it.

He sat down next to Shang Yuan, put his homework on Shang Yuan's paper, and said, "Teach me."

Shang Yuan looked at the large blank space in his notebook, raised his eyebrows and said, "Which question?"

"All." Yang Yixin put the pen in front of him, looked at him with wide eyes, propped his head, and said slyly: "I, pay, fee, yes."

Shang Yuan turned his pen, glanced at his opening and closing mouth, couldn't help pinching his chin, stretched out his thumb to rub against his soft lower lip, and asked in a low voice, "How do you pay?"

Yang Yixin opened his mouth and didn't answer his question, but bit his thumb, the tip of his tongue rolled up quietly, showing his true intentions with actions.

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The start of school is approaching, and on the last day, Chen Wei began to cry for answers to his math homework in the group. He swiped the "kneeling and crying" emoji on the screen, and finally asked for the answers to the homework of the two big bosses. Zenith went to school with huge dark circles under her eyes.

"It's not true that someone makes up their homework until the last day, right?" Yang Yixin looked at Chen Wei and asked, "How much homework did you make up yesterday?"

Chen Wei stretched out his right hand, his middle finger and index finger were all swollen, and he said as if his soul was out of his body: "After completing the general subjects, I am the god of homework."

Yang Yixin was amused by him: "Didn't I copy it for you a few days ago if you wanted it?"

It just so happened that Wang Junyang came in from the back, and seeing Chen Wei's dejected face, he gloated and said, "Yo! Are you done with your homework?"

Chen Weibai glanced at him, "I'm going to chase it with my life, can I not finish it?"

"I reminded you to write a long time ago. You are not in a hurry every time. Who is to blame?" Wang Junyang put the coffee in his hand on his desk. life."

"Good brother, thank you." Chen Wei opened the lid and took a sip, his expression twisted in bitterness.

Zhuang Yuxie wrote the timetable on the blackboard, and after finishing writing, she turned around and shouted, "The group leader accepts the Chinese homework!"

As soon as she finished shouting, the class representatives of several subjects also began to collect homework one after another.Chen Wei put the homework of each subject on the table one by one, hid the math of Goupaozi under it, and continued to turn around and say, "I heard that the international class is coming back."

"International class?" Yang Yixin asked.

"Yes, they are going to study abroad." When talking about gossip, Chen Weiman revived his blood: "They have been attending classes at foreign branch schools before, and I heard that because of the lax management there, some people took the lead in cutting classes and caused a lot of trouble. So they were sent back by their parents to be reformed."

Yang Yixin was not very interested in gossip, nor was he interested in any weird people in the international class, so Chen Wei went to gossip with others, but let him listen to it again.Those who have money at home do whatever they want, those who skip classes every day, those who are on two boats, those who have a chaotic private life, and those who fight with teachers, everyone has it.

Yang Yixin picked his ears, and these words suddenly sounded familiar to him—except for the fact that the family has money, isn’t everything else a standard match in the [-]th?

In the class meeting, Jingxin was full of joy. In the last final exam, Shang Yuan was not only the first in the school, but also the first in the college entrance exam. So this time, the school is going to send her to participate in the teacher's symposium in the city.

She saw teachers from various schools discussing who this Shang Yuan who turned out to be was. She had never paid attention to this student in the entrance exam before, so why did she rush to the first place this time.She was secretly proud, because she knew that Shang Yuan had this strength, but she was unwilling to work hard before.

According to this momentum, this year's college entrance examination champion might be able to compete for Shang Yuan.As a teacher, nothing makes her happier than her students' hard work and progress. If there is, it is her students who are the first in the exam.

After Jing Xinran finished speaking, he called Shang Yuan out and said, "The [-]-day swearing-in meeting for the college entrance examination will be held in a few days. The principal wants you to speak on stage as a student representative."

"Respect teacher, I'm not suitable." Shang Yuan said.

Jing Xinran had an expression of "I knew it", she was used to it, every year there were competitions and activities, and she was always rejected when she asked Shangyuan to participate.

"Then tell me, what do you think?" Jing Xinran asked.

At this time, the dean happened to be inspecting the work in the next class, and gave Shang Yuan a glare.Shang Yuan smiled, Jing Xin turned around and saw the director, and couldn't help but have a headache.

Shang Yuan said: "I fell asleep in class, contradicted the director, and got into fights, so it's not suitable for me to be a student representative. Even if you let me speak, I can't say anything good."

Jing Xin sighed, "But the principal asked you to speak on stage, it's useless if you refuse me."

"Respect teacher, let me tell you this, the principal asked me to speak, in fact, he wanted to give my family face. The school plans to expand the library and build a new gymnasium, all of which need money." Shang Yuan lowered his voice: "But you also know that my family and I The relationship with him is not good, I don't want to give this face."

Jing Xinran was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect Shang Yuan to think so much.In fact, she also felt that asking Shang Yuan to take the stage was too merit-based and not particularly suitable.Now that I think about it carefully, the principal's actions are indeed mostly because of Shang Yuan's father, and everything Shang Yuan said makes sense.

Shang Yuan's tone was very firm, and Jing Xinran had no choice but to say: "Okay, I'll go tell the principal, you can go in."

"Thank you."

Shang Yuan thought it was over if he refused, but he didn't expect the principal to come over in person two days later, but instead of calling him, he called Yang Yixin out.

"Yang Yixin, in a few days, you will take the [-]-day swearing-in. You can speak on stage. Write the manuscript well. I'll show you when you write it." The principal said with a smile.

When the principal said this, anyone would be flattered, but Yang Yixin smiled reluctantly.

He knew about Shang Yuan's refusal to speak, and he also heard Shang Yuan's reasons for his refusal. In short, he wanted to draw a line with Shang Yinxiao. The experience of speaking in front of the whole school, I... I am nervous, and I just transferred last year, so everyone may not be convinced."

This is of course a lie. Yang Yixin often reads self-criticism on the rostrum, and he is the best at speaking in public.

The principal still smiled and said: "Hahaha, if you are nervous, you should practice more! What's the impact of being a transfer student? You can get the principal's bonus, you can speak on stage, and I think you are very popular in the school. Don't worry about those things." Ethereal."

The phrase "principal's bonus" made Yang Yixin's eyelids twitch, and he continued to play Tai Chi with him: "You are right, but I still don't have confidence. I think the school committee of the next class is more suitable. I have been an announcer, excellent in character and learning, I have always followed him to study hard, and I am willing to give him the opportunity!"

"You gave way one by one." The principal sighed, and the smile on his face faded, "Shang Yuan refused, and you refused, this is a good opportunity, and it's not a hot potato! Okay, don't say any more, It’s up to you, write your speech carefully, and go back!”

Yang Yixin was helpless, he couldn't be as shameless as Shang Yuan, the principal came to him, and when it came to this, he couldn't help but agree, so he had to agree.