Xie Qingcheng had once treated He Yu, and served as a family's personal doctor.\n
Although He Yu seemed like a normal person, and always gave outsiders the impression that he was kind, respectful and thrifty, with excellent character and exemplary academic behavior, the He family had a little-known secret: his "son of the other family", who was the envy of everyone, suffered from a rare mental illness since childhood.\n
This is an isolated case, of which so far only four patients have been registered. Each patient is in a similar basic state, which consists of congenital defects in the hormonal and nervous systems, and when they are unbalanced, their temperament changes drastically. They are usually painfully asleep, but when the disease attacks, they go crazy, thirsty for blood, with a strong tendency to destroy or self-destruct, with a standard antisocial personality, and physically with high fever and confusion, each attack being worse than the previous one.
The clinical term of the disease is "mental Ebola", which gradually causes the disintegration of the mind, the rigidity of the body and the double death of the body and mind. The disease deteriorates step by step, like cancer. As the patient progresses, he moves from full civilian capacity, to limited civilian capacity and, finally, to total disability, making him a complete lunatic.
Cases 1 to 3, before completely deteriorating, could not stand the torture and died.
He Yu was number 4.
His parents took him to many renowned doctors both at home and abroad, but to no avail. The doctors considered that the only way to delay it was to first hire a medical professional to accompany He Yu in a long-term supervised treatment to reduce the morbidity rate.
For various reasons, the He family finally found Xie Qingcheng, who was only twenty-one years old at the time.
That year, He Yu was only eight years old.
Now He Yu is nineteen years old and Xie Qingcheng is thirty-two.
Xie Qingcheng seemed more serene than before, one could even say indifferent. He was not prone to make too much space about things, so he did not report too much surprise at the sudden return of He Yu, and only spent a few seconds evaluating from head to toe the young man he had not seen in three or four years, before completely ignoring He Yu's courtesies.
Given his age and social status, he had no interest or need to engage in a conversation with a boy who had not yet turned twenty.
He just asked, "Why are you here?"
"I..."
"It's about this time, and this is the dormitory building of the girls' school staff."\n
He Yu smiled, and although he wanted to curse, aren't you bothering here too? But he said politely: "I haven't seen Miss Xie for a long time, I've been talking to her for so long that I forgot the time, I'm very sorry, Dr. Xie."
"You don't have to call me Dr. Xie, I'm no longer a doctor."
He Yu whispered: "I'm sorry, get used to it."
"...... oops." Xie Xue was by his side, and seeing the rigid environment between the two, he hurried to reconcile: "That, older brother, don't get so serious ...... He Yu, sit down, you don't have to be too nervous, we haven't seen each other in a long time."
In saying this, he distanced himself from He Yu, very politely. She was often like that, relaxed and more intimate when she was alone with He Yu, but once there were other people present, especially Xie Qingcheng, she maintained a very polite limit with He Yu.
He Yu calculated that her behavior was due to the fact that she had been trained by Xie Qingcheng since childhood. His feudalist brother was a standard heterosexual male cancer, and a particularly macho and paternalistic heterosexual male cancer.
This type of person is usually very sensitive to the "safety risks" of the female members of his family. When Xie Xue was little, Xie Qingcheng was not even allowed to wear skirts that did not go beyond the knees. Once the school organized a performance at home, Xie Xue danced breakdance, and Xie Qingcheng's face was overshadowed when he was on stage. Once the girl took the stage, she asked her with a surly face why she was participating in such a messy dance rehearsal, and then covered her suit with a jacket by force.
Although it was only eight or nine, I'm afraid that Xie Qingcheng would have thought it was too late, and that it was very inappropriate for He Yu and his sister to be alone together.\n
As expected, Xie Qingcheng entered the room, took out a chair and sat down. The man in charge crossed his long legs, loosened a twin as he raised his eyes to look at He Yu with indifference.\n
"Tell me, how is it a coincidence that you have entered the school where Xie Xue teaches, or the specialty he teaches?"
"......"
This manly gesture was a complete occupational disease. For a moment he felt like a patient who goes to the hospital to ask for help, and the doctor is in a bad mood, asking with a severe face.
"Tell me, where is the discomfort?"\n
He Yu found it a little fun thinking about it that way.\n
When Xie Qingcheng saw that he was not answering for quite some time, the corners of his mouth seemed to draw some mocking smile, and his eyes became even colder: "Can't you say it?"
"......"
He was wrong, he is not a doctor asking a patient.
This tone was almost like that of a police officer interrogating a prisoner.\n
He Yu sighed and said, "It's not that."
"Then say it."\n
"I didn't feel comfortable abroad, and I like the profession of choreographer. How do you expect me to explain that?" He Yu smiled, as if his nature were very patient: "I'm not a fortune teller."
"Do you like choreography?"
"Yes."
Xie Qingcheng did not ask any more questions, as his eyes turned to the "fried rice scramble with ham and eggs" that He Yu was serving.
Xie Qingcheng frowned: "...... What is this?"
He Yu wanted to throw the plate in Xie Qingcheng's face, who seemed to be owed him a billion dollars, and then add: "What do you care?"
But he was in Xie Xue's presence, so the boy smiled kindly at his brother and said to him: "Fried rice from Yangzhou."\n
Xie Qingcheng examined it for a few seconds and coldly put on Dad's face: "Take off your apron, I'll make a new one."
"......"
"How have you survived all these years abroad?"
"......I ordered food to take away."
The look addressed to him by Xie Qingcheng became sharper, with some reproach.\n
He Yu, under such a glance, felt for no reason that this feeling was very similar to the first time they met, in the freshly cut green grass of the villa. When Xie Qingcheng looked at him seven years old, his scathing eyes seemed to be able to examine and open his heart.
It was also He Yu's birthday, and a group of children were playing in the huge village of the He family. When the children got tired of playing, they chatted on the white sandstone floor next to the lake cliff, telling the races they wanted to have when they grew up.
"I want to be a star when I grow up!"
"I want to be a scientist."
"I want to be an astronaut!"
A chubby boy, unsure of what he wanted to be but resigned to it, looked left and right just in time to see the butler crossing the front yard with a young doctor.
On the green lawn, and the sky blue sky, the young doctor carried a bouquet of flowers purchased to visit the owner, summer hydrangeas wrapped in pale silver silk paper, with silver willow and fresh roses, the whole bouquet elegantly covered with a layer of gauze to beautify it.\n
Xie Qingcheng holds the flowers in one hand, while the other is in the pocket of her coat. He was wearing a clean and well-fitting lab coat, with two pens on his chest, and since he was not officially working, he wore the gown open, showing his gray leaden shirt inside and his long and uniform legs wrapped in casual suit pants.\n\n
The chubby little man seemed stunned, and after a while, he stretched out his short and fat sausage fingers and pointed to Xie Qingcheng, in a loud voice: "I want to be ...... I want to be a doctor!"\n
The wind suddenly blew harder, and the merchant who sold him the flowers was so damn inattentive that the wind really blew up the veil of the bouquet in Xie Qingcheng's arms. The white veil floated on the lawn immediately, and then fell when the wind stopped.
All the children looked at the white veil, which ended in front of He Yu, the only one who was not interested.\n\n
"......" He Yu was used to being polite and courteous, although he did not like the medical, pharmacological and scientific staff who used to appear at home, he still bowed his head, picked up the soft veil from the ground and approached...
"Doctor, you dropped this."
He raised his face and found a pair of indifferent eyes, staring at him.
It was midsummer, but he made He Yu, who at that time learned Tang poetry, think inexplicably about the phrase: "the snow whispers when it falls into the neighboring bamboo forest."
Xie Qingcheng bowed his head and took the veil, the laboratory uniform fell slightly with the movement, like the feathers of a white crane after having transformed into a demon.
"Thank you."\n
At that moment, He Yu suddenly felt a slight smell of remedy among them.
There was a study that said that a large part of what people feel about others depended on the smell of the other person's body.
That is, if a person emits a body odor that you like, you are more likely to fall in love at first sight. And if that person's smell makes you feel upset or scared, I'm afraid that their future relationship will not develop in a healthy way.
He Yu didn't like the smell of Xie Qingcheng.\n
It was cold and hard, like the countless bitter pills he had swallowed since he was a child, the iodine that was rubbed on his skin before an injection, or the smell of disinfectant that permeated the pale and cold hospital room in which company is not allowed.
He had an almost instinctive fear of smell and shrugged unconsciously.\n
But he was grabbed by the shoulders by the butler uncle, who smiled and introduced it to the older brother doctor who was bothering him: "Doctor Xie, this is the son of our boss."\n
Xie Qingcheng's gaze, who was about to move away, stopped for a moment, with deep eyes as he looked at He Yu: "...... So it's you."
That look reminded He Yu of a scalpel for no apparent reason, so sharp that He Yu had the strange feeling that his heart would be cut and placed under a microscope.
The young doctor said: "This is our first meeting. I may be the one who treats your disease from now on."
He Yu was afraid of doctors, and even a kind doctor made him resist, not to mention this guy who gave off a serious and cold aura. The eight-year-old boy suddenly felt bad. So he smiled reluctantly and then turned around.
The scene was witnessed by her mother on the terrace, and when she finished her affairs that night, Madame LĂź Zhishu called her son to her studio, where a cup of hot chocolate, warmed at the right temperature, lay on the tea table covered in emerald velvet, and pushed her towards He Yu.
"Have you met this year's doctor? Dr. Xie"
"I've seen it." He Yu had a strict education, and he was not so accessible in front of his mother.\n
Lu Zhishu was very disappointed by this corrupt son; by then he had already had his second child, and although the second baby was not as intelligent as his eldest son, at least he was cute, talkative and healthy, so he was completely dedicated to his second child. As for He Yu, he had little patience to speak: "His name is Xie Qingcheng, he will be your personal doctor from now on, he will come to our house every week to see you, you must cooperate well, and if you feel any discomfort, you can also ask him to come at any time."
"Mm."\n
Lu ZhiShu looked at the eight-year-old boy in front of him, with so much composure that he always made her feel a little frustrated. To eliminate this uncomfortable atmosphere, he sighed and made a slight mockery of him, "He Yu, Dr. Xie has signed a contract with our family, if he can't cure you, then he will become a long-term worker of our family, without rest all year round, without salary, and he won't even be able to marry a wife, do you understand what that means?"\n\n
"Not much."\n\n
"It means that if you do not cooperate, and cause her treatment to be less effective, you will delay her freedom and prevent her from marrying a wife in the future. You will be responsible for him and you will have to take care of him for the rest of his life."
He Yu was too small at the time, and although he was intelligent, he was only eight years old after all, so he was still in shock. He immediately looked up: "Can I break the contract with him?"
"You can't." Mrs. Lu, who had become fond of watching dramas of bitter loves and domestic fights while taking his flight these days, thought about it and actually added an even more harmful phrase: "And maybe the way he asks you to take responsibility is that you are his wife, look at yourself, you are so cute that you would be a good childish girlfriend for someone."\n\n
At that time, He Yu was not curious about love affairs and was too lazy to get into them, so he did not know that marriage in this world was limited to men and women. Upon hearing this from Mrs. Lu, the psychological footprint became even heavier, and for a while even the figure of Xie Qingcheng appeared in his nightmares: "No, I don't like you ...... I don't want to marry you! ......!"
This nightmare didn't break until six months later, when He Jiwei found out.
He Jiwei then scolded his wife: "What nonsense have you said to the child?"
He also scolded He Yu: "How can you believe that story? Where is your usual wits? You are a man, and Dr. Xie too, what do you mean that you are going to marry him and be responsible for him?
He Yu was very gloomy.
During the last six months, since he thought that if he did not cooperate and let Dr. Xie cured her mental illness, she could have to be used as a child girlfriend by that doctor who exuded an icy aura, she had been deliberately making a fool of herself in front of Dr. Xie, in the hope of making this man have an extremely bad impression of him, even if things really reached that point in the future, this man would definitely not be interested in him in a way that he should not.
The result was that after six months of pretending to be crazy in front of Xie Qingcheng, the only thing he got was a comment from his father.
"Your mother is teasing you."
If it were not for He Yu's good manners, he could have exploded and released a direct curse: "@#$@&!" But he was too disciplined. Unfortunately, He Yu was so disciplined that at the age of eight not even the word "son of a bitch" entered his encyclopedic dictionary of children and adolescents, not to mention those swear words.
But in any case, through these six months of persistent efforts and after persistently embarrassing himself in front of Xie Qingcheng, He Yu had almost achieved the feat that no matter how hard he tried, the next six or seven years ......\n
No, maybe more than six or seven years old, even after he stopped seeing Xie Qingcheng at the age of fourteen, even today perhaps, in the opinion of Xie Qingcheng -
For him, He Yu was still a GREAT IDIOT, who breathes and gasps.
The bowl of fried rice he held at the time was, in the eyes of Xie Qingcheng, the strongest proof that, after four years, he was still an incredible idiot who could not even fry a bowl of fried rice.\n
The boy left the fried rice and gave his apron to the older brother of the Xie family, with a calm and calm appearance, but actually a little gloomy: it was a mistake, he shouldn't have cooked it himself. Didn't this do Xie Qingcheng a favor so that she could reprimand him for nothing?
Minitheater.\nHe Yu: The author seems to be a little late.\nXie Qingcheng: Why?\nYu: How can anyone be a doctor at the age of 21?\nXie Qingcheng: It's a part-time job at school.\nHe Yu: And where is the license to practice medicine?\nXie Qingcheng: I was hired privately.\nHe Yu: Why do you have to be you?\nXie Qingcheng: Because I'm handsome.\nHe Yu: Just because something looks good does it mean that it is edible?\nXie Qingcheng: And I have a good brain.\nHe Yu: So why does it have to be at 21 years old? He is too young, I am going to do the math for you, even if you are a medical student with an eight-year bachelor's degree, you will be 18 years old when you enter university, and 26 after eight years of study, and you still lack training, internships and rotations in several departments\nXie Qingcheng: Haven't you read the text?\nHe Yu: Yes, this story is purely fictitious, but why can't it be more realistic?\nXie Qingcheng: Okay, the first time I came to your house 28, you were 8 years old then, I saw you for 7 years, and I was separated from you for 4 years, so you were still 19 when you showed up, have you counted how old I am?\nHe is: 39. Not bad. I can accept it.\nXie Qingcheng: Now let's develop the story a little more and draw a timeline that spans, say, ten years. How old am I then?\nHe Yu: 49 ...... it's okay, I don't like you anyway. I am a heterosexual man.\nXie Qingcheng: Coincidentally, so do I. @jinjiangliterarycity, open a self-help column for middle-aged retards, He Yu wants to write.\nHe Yu: I have said that I am not gay, gays are ridiculous and offensive, I am heterosexual, heterosexual steel.\nXie Qingcheng: Open a self-help column for middle-aged heterosexual retards and danmei elderly people.\nHe Yu: ..................\nXie Xue: Everyone ignores the two fools in the closet upstairs ...... oh older brother I'm not talking about you, uh ...... Anyway, Happy Tanabata!!!
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Translator's note:\nThe concepts of full capacity, semi-pacity and total disability are concepts of law, and I feel that perhaps they deserve an explanation.
When people reach the age of majority, they have the full capacity to assume the consequences of their actions, and consequently they are allowed to do whatever they want.
But when there is a mental illness that makes it difficult for them to understand the severity or consequences of their actions, what they can do must be limited. Always trying to limit the autonomy of the person as little as possible so as not to harm their rights.
Semicpacity is when the person has periods of lucidity, followed by periods of disability. Then someone gets ready to watch over him and check that what he does is correct. A tutor. It is considered that the person is not fully capable, but that he is conditional.
Total disability is when the person is completely out of himself, and does not see, he does not understand the consequences of what he does at any time.