Qin Younian left the family group, put his phone on the bedside table, lay back in bed contentedly, and fell asleep in a good mood. Here, the little boy finally finished his English writing practice task. He had to wait for Song Lianqing to come back to play chess, so he started doing the exercises in the exercise book by himself.
After Song Lianqing came out of the room, he bumped into Qi Xiangyu who also came out of the room. Qi Xiangyu looked at the small electric cooker, straw bottle and a bag of medicine in his hand, paused, and said, "Are you going to the kitchen?"
"Ah, yes." Song Lianqing saw Qi Xiangyu, and out of reflex, he hid the bag of Chinese medicine decoction in his hand behind him, looking evasive and a little awkward, "I'll go get some hot water to make milk powder for Little Candy."
Qi Xiangyu had doubts about the medicine Song Lianqing was taking before. Seeing him hiding the medicine reflexively, his doubts instantly magnified. He had just come out to get some fresh air, but he changed his mind and said, "That's great. I'll go to the kitchen too. Let's go together."
The place where the two people were standing looked a little dark at night, and the live broadcast equipment could not see their specific movements, but it was able to capture their voices. There was nothing wrong with their words, and the audience in the live broadcast room had no doubts.
Under the live broadcast equipment, even though he knew the purpose of Qi Xiangyu going to the kitchen, Song Lianqing couldn't refuse, so he had to nod and agree. Qi Xiangyu walked beside him and inadvertently caught a glimpse of the small name on his bag - Jieyu Anshen Soup.
Qi Xiangyu paused slightly, silently memorized the name of the medicine, and walked towards the kitchen with Song Lianqing. Along the way, Song Lianqing felt a little embarrassed as he thought of the unexpected kiss before. However, Qi Xiangyu did not feel embarrassed. Instead, he cherished the opportunity to be alone with him.
"Do you need to take this medicine with three meals a day?"
Qi Xiangyu suddenly looked at Song Lianqing, his eyes seemed to see through him completely.
"Not really. If it's just a decoction, take it once a day. The granules should be taken twice a day, and the pills should be taken three times a day."
This time when Song Lianqing went out, he not only brought decoctions, but also pills and granules. They are all the same medicine, which can inhibit and relieve symptoms such as depression and anxiety. The only difference between them is probably the dosage form.
PS: If you are not a professional, you don’t need to study it in detail.
Qi Xiangyu listened and nodded, then reached out and pushed open the curtain of the kitchen door, looking at Song Lianqing, wanting him to go in first. Song Lianqing paused, and before going in, he said, "Thank you, you don't have to do this on purpose."
"It's okay, it's just a piece of cake."
Qi Xiangyu felt a little bitter about Song Lianqing's politeness and distance, but he could still hold it in. At least he didn't treat him coldly like before.
"Let me boil some water for Candy, and you heat up your medicine."
After entering the kitchen, Qi Xiangyu took the small electric cooker from Song Lianqing's hand, said this to him, and turned around to pour mineral water. Song Lianqing didn't even have the chance to refuse. He had to walk to the tap, take another pot, fill it with water, put the medicine in it, put it on the induction cooker, covered it, plugged it in and turned on the fire.
The humming sound of the induction cooker became the loudest accompaniment at the moment. Song Lianqing stood in front of the induction cooker waiting, his eyes fixed on it, silent and not knowing what to say.
When Song Lianqing learned the reason why Qi Xiangyu broke up with him, he thought about what kind of pressure and pain Qi Xiangyu had endured in the first place that made him say those words to him with such difficulty.
Song Lianqing was stunned at the time. It was not until Qi Xiangyu left the rooftop that he realized that he was dumped. Tears streamed down his face. This was the worst time he had cried since his mother passed away.
He was in the Song family, and on the surface he looked glamorous and was the young master of the family. However, his father didn't care about him at all and married someone else three months after his mother passed away. His grandparents also didn't like him because he entered the entertainment industry and disobeyed their discipline.
What's more, he openly came out as gay and offended them when they were trying to find a marriage partner for him. They disliked him even more. Even if they didn't drive him away, he never returned to that home. He hated that home, but he didn't hate it just because they didn't like him, because he didn't care.
But he didn't expect that the ray of light that appeared in his most painful moment would suddenly disappear when he felt the hope of life, leaving him alone wandering in the same place like a walking corpse for many years.
Song Lianqing was grateful for this unforgettable redemption and love, but also resentful. He always thought that Qi Xiangyu was the light that illuminated his dark world and came to save him, but he did not expect that his departure almost cost him half his life. Later he realized that even angels have to leave. He hated the injustice of the world, but he could do nothing about it.
Now many years have passed, and when he meets Qi Xiangyu again, Qi Xiangyu tells him that he was forced into a dilemma. His mind goes blank for a moment, and he doesn't know how to react, but the sudden realization and joy that gradually rises in his heart cannot be faked.
He knew that he could never forget him. From the moment he appeared in his life, he had taken root deep in his heart. It would hurt if he pulled him out, and it would also hurt if he didn't. No matter what, he could not forget him.
"Hey! Don't be in a daze," Qi Xiangyu pulled Song Lianqing, who was looking at the rising pot lid indifferently, into his arms and moved to the side. He turned off the induction cooker with his long hands, then looked at Song Lianqing and frowned, "What are you thinking about? The hot water is boiling, what if you get burned?"
"Huh? Sorry, I was distracted."
Song Lianqing broke away from Qi Xiangyu's arms with red ears, and looked back at the live broadcast equipment awkwardly. She found that the live broadcast equipment in the kitchen had been turned off at some point. She breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly felt her heart beating fast in her chest. The excitement and desire to do something reappeared.
Song Lianqing suppressed this emotion and looked at the live broadcast equipment that was turned off. He suddenly remembered that the owner had come to tell the director before that when the kitchen was not in use at night, the lights and equipment should be turned off to save electricity.
The owner said that some households in the village committee complained about excessive electricity consumption, which resulted in them having no electricity, so the director turned off the kitchen equipment at night.
"Lian Qing, just tell me the truth. What disease do you have?" Qi Xiangyu saw that Song Lianqing's brows were frowning and his face did not look too good, so he walked up to him, held his shoulders and looked at him, "There are no outsiders here, and we don't have microphones, so no one can hear it."
Song Lianqing's mood fluctuated greatly today. He just thought of many bad things in the past. He didn't take medicine today. He couldn't control himself at this moment. He frowned and tried to push Qi Xiangyu away, but found that he couldn't push him away at all. He could only frown and said to him with difficulty, "Help me... put the medicine in the bowl, I... am sick."
As soon as Song Lianqing finished speaking, his legs went limp. Qi Xiangyu hurried to support him. He fell on top of him, trembling and gasping for breath. His body temperature was dropping, and his hands and feet were gradually becoming cold. It looked like the condition was very serious.
"Lian Qing! Don't scare me!"
Qi Xiangyu hugged Song Lianqing, and the sadness between his brows instantly spread between his pupils. He helped Song Lianqing to sit down on a stool beside him, and found that he was biting his lips. He didn't bother to get the medicine, but kissed his lips directly, and used brute force to pry open his teeth to stop him from biting himself.
-The author has something to say: The above medical knowledge and reactions to bipolar disorder are non-professional and are only for the needs of the plot. There are also some real-life references and there is no need to go into detail. In addition, if anyone reading this novel is suffering from bipolar disorder or has had bipolar disorder, I hope you will be healthy and will definitely get better.
I also want to say that I have a friend who also has this disease. When his condition becomes severe, it is similar to the above situation, with convulsions all over his body and heavy breathing. The other extreme is that he beats people unconsciously, but he has undergone long-term treatment.
He is now much better and can live a normal life, so, babies, don't give up, you will definitely get better. Love you, muah ︿3︿
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