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Wen Jingcheng didn't expect that Jiang Xu would come back suddenly between lunch. There were almost no dishes on the dinner table that he had touched much, which made Wen Jingcheng's face pale.

Jiang Xu walked straight into the study as if he didn't see anything.Wen Jingcheng felt uneasy in his heart, always feeling that Jiang Xu seemed to know something.

Huge uneasiness shrouded Wen Jingcheng's surroundings, so much so that Jiang Xu came out from the study to sort out his thoughts and saw the scene of Wen Jingcheng sitting on the sofa with a sluggish face, and the apex of his heart couldn't help but ache.Walk over and sit beside Wen Jingcheng, holding him tightly in his arms like every time before.

Feeling the tightness of the person in his arms, Jiang Xu couldn't help feeling Wen Jingcheng's sensitivity.

Gently stroking Wen Jingcheng's lower back with his hand, Jiang Xu softly said the first sentence that made Wen Jingcheng lose consciousness.

"How long have you been like this?"

Regardless of whether the person in his arms didn't answer him, Jiang Xu's tone was gentle and relaxed, just like he usually told Wen Jingcheng the funny things in the studio when he went home.

"I can't eat, and I can't sleep when I'm not around. It looks like I'm reading a book every day, but my mind is blank, and I even have thoughts of suicide." Jiang Xu said that his heart hurts like a knife cut , "How long have you been like this...?"

Wen Jingcheng felt as if he was being put on a torture rack. Jiang Xu was the one holding the knife, cutting his body one by one.

Jiang Xu's gentle voice was still in his ears, a voice that would make him feel warm no matter how many times he listened to it.

He's asking, "How long have you been like this?"

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Wen Jingcheng was a little dazed, as if the memory of this period of time had been taken away by someone, Wen Jingcheng looked through the memory of this period of time in his mind like a dying person.

At first, I just felt dizzy and nauseated, but then I couldn't eat.Even though he was very hungry, even though his body had issued an early warning, he still didn't want to eat.As if his mind had been separated from his body, he instinctively refused to eat.And then later... Later, he didn't even want to say anything.

Aunt Qiu knows that he likes to be quiet, usually as long as he is sitting on the sofa with a book, Aunt Qiu will not bother him to do his own things anymore.But what was said in the book, Wen Jingcheng had no idea.He couldn't even read a simple word.Wen Xuyan crawling around him couldn't make him concentrate, he would often look at Wen Xuyan who was playing around in a daze, but he didn't dare to reach out to hug him, he was afraid that he would accidentally strangle his child to death.

Later... Later he couldn't fall asleep, as long as he closed his eyes, he would think of things from his childhood.Even though more than ten years have passed, he still recorded every detail of that year completely and played it over and over again in the dream.Later, what Yan Muqi did to him was broadcasted in a loop along with the things he did when he was a child. He seemed to be abandoned in a private movie room.

He couldn't find a way to open the door, so he was forced to look at the ugly handwriting on the big screen again and again.After a long time, Wen Jingcheng didn't want to sleep anymore. When he fell asleep, he was usually in a light sleep, and a little movement around him could wake him up.

It was good that Jiang Xu was by his side, he was able to sleep until Jiang Xu left.Once the temperature around him disappeared, Wen Jingcheng woke up subconsciously, and then kept his eyes open until dawn.

Now Jiang Xu asked him how long he had been like this, but Wen Jingcheng couldn't answer at all.How long has it been?It seems like it's been like this since the beginning, and it's been like this since a long, long time ago.

When he saw the kitchen knife, he would think about what it would be like if it was cut on his own hand. He even thought about setting another fire and truly burying himself in the fire.

Wen Jingcheng's body trembled uncontrollably, but Jiang Xu still acted as if he hadn't seen it, and asked him gently, "Tell me, how long have you been like this?"

It's been a long time...

Wen Jingcheng finally couldn't stop crying in Jiang Xu's arms, even his protruding shoulder blades couldn't help trembling with him, Jiang Xu finally closed his mouth in pity, and patted Wen Jingcheng's back again and again Help him feel better.

"Let's go for treatment, Jing Cheng."

He heard Jiang Xu's unquestionable voice ringing in his ears, with a distant light.

"Let's go for treatment, and then I'll take you and Xiaojuzi to various places and take many, many beautiful photos."

It was as if someone had suddenly dug a small hole in the long-dark room, and the sunlight scrambled to get in through that small hole, even if it was only a little bit, it was enough to make him feel precious.Wen Jingcheng couldn't help but slipped into Jiang Xu's arms, even though he was now tightly pressed against Jiang Xu's chest.

"You can write more and better novels, and then we can ask Xiaoju to play the piano. Didn't you say that you always wanted to buy a piano for your home?"

I don't know how long it took before Wen Jingcheng heard the voice squeezed out of his throat. It was the voice of him yearning for sunshine.

He heard himself say, "...OK."

Wen Jingcheng, who was supposed to see a psychiatrist when he was ten years old, was dragged by Jiang Xu to receive consultation from a psychiatrist when he was 26 years old.

Wen Jingcheng didn't need to look at Jiang Xu's face to know that the result of his consultation must be very bad, because the psychiatrist didn't say anything more after talking with him, but frowned and remained silent for several minutes.

Hypnosis, conversation, and treatment with drugs, Wen Jingcheng once thought about giving up.Because of the drowsiness and powerlessness caused by the drug, he is drowsy every day. Sometimes he can fall asleep while sitting on the sofa, but he cannot sleep peacefully.No matter what, he was always immersed in the dream and couldn't get out.

Wen Jingcheng became more depressed than before, and the sunshine and meekness he had pretended in front of Jiang Xu disappeared.When alone, he just sits in one place without any expression, and often doesn't move his position all afternoon.He couldn't eat anything, the food was chewed and slid down the esophagus, and he vomited it all before it reached his stomach.

Jiang Xu, who always loved him, showed a rare tough attitude. After Wen Jingcheng almost knelt on the ground three or five times to beg him to give up his treatment but failed, Wen Jingcheng's condition finally began to improve little by little.

During this period, all Jiang Xu's work was moved to his home, and he did not allow Wen Jingcheng to be out of his sight for a minute. 1 minute is enough for Wen Jingcheng to do many things that scare him, and it is also enough for him to regret for a lifetime in the future.

In the fifth week of cooperating with the doctor's treatment, some other emotions finally appeared on Wen Jingcheng's face, which seemed to have necrotic facial nerves.When he was by Jiang Xu's side, he could occasionally laugh. He was no longer shrouded in clouds like before. Jiang Xu could see the Wen Jingcheng from the beginning returning to his side bit by bit.

Psychological treatment is the easiest to repeat and also the easiest to deteriorate. In the first month of Wen Jingcheng's treatment, Jiang Xu dared not sleep soundly every night, worried that Wen Jingcheng would secretly get up to do something without knowing when.

Fortunately, God favored Jiang Xu and Wen Jingcheng in the end. On the way of his recovery bit by bit, there was no recurrence or deterioration.Wen Jingcheng's medicines also began to get the doctor's approval, and many medicines with serious side effects were reduced. Jiang Xu could clearly feel that Wen Jingcheng's smiles were increasing.

The afternoon sun gently shone on the two of them. As soon as Wen Jingcheng walked out of the psychiatrist's consultation room, he saw Jiang Xu standing by the car waving at him.The sunlight shone on his face, outlining a soft outline, which made him stunned for a while.

"Just now the doctor told me that you have been doing very well recently. If you persist, you will soon be able to stop relying on drugs." Jiang Xu's condition also improved little by little, and he shaved off the beard on his chin one by one. The dark circles under his eyes are gone, and he looks like the gentle and handsome actor Jiang from before.

Wen Jingcheng walked up and stood beside him with a faint smile, and followed his pace for a walk in the small garden behind the consultation room. The chirping of birds came from the woods, and the air breathed into the lungs made people feel comfortable.

"I think our goal of traveling around the world will be achieved soon. Where do you want to go first? I think Paris is very good. After all, there is the Seine River, which has a high rate of marriage proposals. What do you think?"

Wen Jingcheng listened carefully to Jiang Xu's words with his head turned sideways, with a slight smile on his lips.Facing the slightly dazzling sunlight, Jiang Xu nodded in anticipation.

"Okay."