Chapter 6

Araki felt uneasy on his way to class, but he checked around and found nothing unusual. He thought it was because he hadn't been out recently and was a little suspicious. He forced himself to suppress his uneasiness. After arriving at school and attending class, he still felt that he couldn't just let it go. After thinking about it, he asked the teacher to go home.

"Ask for leave? This is not a good thing! You are a student. The first and most important thing for students is to study. How can you go home instead of studying when you should be studying? Okay. Even if you have something to go home, then you have to tell me why you are leaving here and going home, right? I think there is nothing wrong with teaching. Other students are normal too."

The teacher looked at Araki hoping to get a normal and understandable answer.

Araki lowered his eyes and said, "I feel very uncomfortable."

The teacher sighed, "It's not that I can't understand you. You do need to rest when you're not feeling well, but look, it's this weather, the sun is shining, it's noon, and if you run out, I'm afraid you'll fall apart before you get home. This is not the time to rest. Besides, even if I let you go home now, can you guarantee that you'll be fine after you get home? If you're sick, you have to see a doctor. If

you see a doctor, you can't go home, you have to go to the hospital. Even if you don't go to the hospital, you can go to the infirmary. Why go home?"

He showed a disappointed expression, "I always thought you were a very good student, with good grades, strong learning ability, good memory, friendly and polite, and well-behaved. But why are you suddenly like this today? Have you reached your rebellious period? This won't do! As a student, the most important thing for you is to Love is learning. Is there anything more important than learning?

I can't think of it.

If you are really not feeling well, I can let you go. However, if you want to go to the hospital and see a doctor, you can also go to the infirmary. I will take you there, or I will let a student accompany you there and then take you back. If the doctor in the infirmary says that you must go home to rest, I will let you go home, okay?"

Araki said, "Okay."

The teacher sighed with increasing disappointment, as if he suddenly saw a good student smoking and drinking with his back to him. He waved to a student very disappointedly and said, "Come here, accompany your classmate to the infirmary. He is feeling a little uncomfortable. If the doctor says that he can go home to rest, you can take him to the door and come back to class by yourself. I will arrange for other students to give him a note for leave."

The student nodded and looked at Araki, as if he wanted to ask if he wanted me to help him.

Araki shook his head and left the teacher's office.

The student followed Araki and whispered, "Don't you want to go to the infirmary?"

Araki nodded.

The student thought he was not feeling well so he didn't want to talk more, so he asked again, "So you want to go home and rest but the teacher doesn't agree?"

Araki nodded.

The student thought he understood the truth: "No matter how much the teacher wants the students to learn, there is no reason to ask a student who is not feeling well to stay in the classroom. This is too embarrassing. Fortunately, it was not someone else, otherwise, he would have jumped up and quarreled. Although students cannot quarrel with teachers, teachers sometimes go too far, and this is not the students' problem."

He sighed and said: "People are different, and it is normal for teachers to have differences. Although the teacher's style and ethics are something that the school strives to promote, whether it can be achieved still depends on the person. If it doesn't exist, it doesn't exist. It's no wonder that the students have to speak it out. It's not that the facts don't exist if they are not said. Some things are just like this, don't mind it too much. After all, teachers are also for students."

Araki nodded.

The two went to the infirmary.

The doctor looked at Araki and asked, "Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

Araki said, "I think something bad is going to happen. I want to go home. I'll just take a look and be back soon."

The doctor said, "That won't work. I'm a doctor and I can't lie to you. I'm only responsible for medical matters. If it's something else, you shouldn't look for me, but your teacher. If your teacher agrees, I can certainly perform my duties. But if you come to ask me without the teacher's consent, can I think you are making things difficult for me?"

Araki said, "Forget it."

The doctor smiled at Araki and said, "Well, since you're here, it must be your teacher who asked you to come for a check-up. Come and sit down. I'll give you Check. If you are not sick, you can go back to the classroom to attend classes. If you are found to be feeling unwell, I will give you a certificate, call your teacher, and send you home from school, okay?"

Araki said, "Okay."

The doctor nodded with satisfaction, feeling that he had done a good job, and asked Araki, "May I ask what is wrong with you?"

Araki replied, "My heart is beating very fast, my mood is unstable, and I feel that I can't stay here any longer."

The doctor was a little surprised to hear such an answer. He glanced at Araki and smiled, "It's rare for you to be able to talk about your physical discomfort so frankly at your age. You don't know that other students, when they come to me, they either talk nonsense and try to explain themselves." They are trying to delay time and not go back to the classroom for class, or they are talking nonsense thinking they can fool me, trying to attract attention by having smallpox fall down.

Or, they are very shy and feel that these things cannot be told to others, including me, a doctor. Although they are patients and they are not feeling well, they cannot tell me, so they don’t say anything, which makes me spend a lot of effort every time to tell them tactfully that it is not a mistake, it is not their problem, they just need to do a simple thing. Only then

did they agree to tell me.

I felt like I was about to collapse from exhaustion when I prescribed medicine for them.

But I don’t feel that way when talking to you, you are like a young adult.

There are many kinds of adults, clear stupidity, unwillingness to accept the possibility of bad But being irritable, not knowing how to deal with all the changes, and unable to accept your own mediocrity and incompetence...

you are different.

Your future is bright, and you can see it from your present.

You can keep calm.

If you are in pain, such calmness shows that you have strong endurance.

If you are not in pain, but you still want to go home, it means you are confident. "

Araki stood up and said, "I'm sorry, I want to go to the toilet and will be back soon. I don't think we need to discuss other things. You are a doctor."

The doctor was stunned for a moment, nodded, and smiled, "Yes, I am a doctor. You can go to the toilet. I'll wait for you here. We still have to continue the unfinished topic, such as, what is your condition."

Araki nodded.

The toilet was dark after the door was closed. The lights were not on. It was bright outside, but it was dark and chilly inside.

Araki was not afraid. He took out the compass he carried with him from his pocket. Part of the compass was a very sharp hard object. Araki held the compass and stabbed it into his arm, starting from the shoulder and pulling it down. The sharp part cut open the surface of his skin, letting the blood inside flow out.

The blood was bright red, but in the dim light of the toilet, it looked a little black, as if there was poison hidden in it.

Araki confirmed that the wound would not heal in a short time, and it was not just the size of a fingernail. The doctor could not send him back to the classroom with a Band-Aid.

He put away the compass, wiped off the blood on the sharp part of the compass, pushed open the toilet door and walked out. He rinsed the blood off his hands in the sink and glanced at the mirror opposite. The person in the mirror had a pale face, bright lips, and dark pupils. He looked a little scary in the dark, but his smile was particularly gentle and warm, as if all the good things in the world were on this face.

If he used this face to smile at a naive little girl, he might be able to deceive her of everything on her body.

Araki restrained his smile, lowered his eyes to look at the wound on his arm, and smelled the increasingly strong smell of blood on his body.

He walked out with satisfaction.

The doctor felt something was wrong when he walked out. He suddenly saw a wound on his arm. He was stunned for a moment, then stood up, almost unable to suppress his anger: "What did you do?"

Araki said: "As you can see, I feel a little uncomfortable and I want to go home."

The doctor gritted his teeth and said: "Okay. I will give you a certificate. But you can't tell the teacher that you were injured here."

Araki smiled gently: "I felt uncomfortable before I came here, how could I be injured here?"

The doctor nodded and said coldly: "I hope you keep your word."

He gave Araki a certificate.

The students waiting outside the infirmary were a little bored. They squatted on the ground not far away and watched the ants line up to enter the bushes.

Araki walked up to him and said, "You can go back to class. Remember to tell the teacher to write me a note and send someone to deliver it."

The student nodded and ran away quickly.

The teacher quickly called the doctor and was very shocked: "Is he really not feeling well?!"

The doctor replied sadly: "Yes."

The teacher hung up the phone and walked to the school gate with the note. He saw Araki waiting to leave. Araki's arm was still bleeding. The blood flowed from his fingers to his nails and fell on the ground. It looked particularly shocking.

The teacher couldn't help but take a breath of cool air, and rushed over, trying to grab Araki's hand and check it carefully, but Araki avoided him: "Teacher, where is the leave application?"

The teacher no longer doubted, handed him the leave application, and said: "Don't delay..."

The servants from the palace saw Araki and shouted: "Prince! It's bad, a very beautiful bird fell into the water and seems to be dying. We don't know what to do!"

Araki knew it was the world of truth as soon as he heard it, and gritted his teeth: "I know."