Chapter Forty-Five

  Wang Ji has returned to Macau again, he said to let Xiao Yun rest assured, after a few days he will be back.

  Good luck can only nod, now he has no job, and can only run back and forth between the psychological counseling center and the dormitory every day. The dormitory is small, but living alone still feels empty.

  "Excuse me, doctor," Lucky asked, "can I go home for a while? The environment here is making me anxious."

  That fifty-year-old sister smiled and said: "If you had said this two days ago, I would have agreed, but now it's not possible."

  "Why?" asked the puzzled Lucky.

  The doctor said: "Because your condition has relapsed in the past two days, the illness which was originally getting better has worsened again. Therefore, you cannot stop treatment."

  Lucky lay on the chaise longue, and was gradually lulled to sleep.

  The doctor in charge of him is an expert in treating post-traumatic stress disorder, and many soldiers and officers who have retired from the battlefield will have such psychological illnesses.

  In the first five years, there was no such treatment in the army. Later, investigators found that many soldiers who returned from the Sino-Vietnamese War in the 1980s had major psychological problems. Most of them lived in anxiety, fear and contradiction for the rest of their lives. Many people even appeared to be self-mutilated, suicidal or became abnormal killers under this psychological pressure.

  It wasn't until after the report came out that the country began to pay attention to post-war psychological counseling and construction.

  The psychological problem of good fortune is quite serious, and the doctor has many doubts about his condition. Why? Why did he still feel relaxed in his mood during the communication process the day before yesterday?

  Just one night passed, how did his mental tension and panic state become more severe again?

  The most difficult thing about mental illness is the outcome, because there are many outcomes and many facets.

  There hasn't been much progress after three days of hypnosis for good luck.

  His lucky mental state was still poor, he still wanted to go home and rest.

  Xing Hai arrived in Beijing, he received a call from Gong Xi, telling him about Xun's current situation. They both agreed that they couldn't let Xing's parents know, so as to avoid worrying them.

  But fortunately, there was only one person in that small dormitory, and during the day and night, he was alone in a small space, which made Jingxi worried.

  So Gong Xi contacted Xing Hai, although he knew that Xing Hai didn't want to see him, but for good luck, he didn't care about anything.

  As expected, Xing Hai answered the phone and almost hung up directly. Gong Xi had to persuade him repeatedly before Xing Hai let him finish speaking.

  How did your brother end up like this?! Xing Hai was suddenly panicked, and didn't care about anything else. He took leave from work and immediately took the overnight train to Beijing.

  Xing Hai looked at Lucky walking into that bright and spacious room with no energy, and then coming out with no energy, and knew it had no effect.

  He asked Lucky to wait outside the door for a moment and went in to find that doctor.

  "Doctor,"

  "Call a doctor." The woman in pink suit smiled slightly at Xing Hai today.

  "Oh, doctor."

  "I want to take my brother back home for a few days. My family is especially missing him and he himself is also especially homesick. Can you give me a certificate?"

  Xing Hai carefully took out money from his pocket and stealthily handed it over.

  The female doctor's face suddenly changed from a smile to one of surprise, "What? What are you doing?"

  "It's me, I'm just... You see, for..."

  "What nonsense!" The well-bred doctor was so angry that he didn't know what to say to Xing Hai.

  "He's currently in a bad mental state and needs to actively cooperate with treatment, and what is this behavior? Hmm? This is bribery!"

  "Ah, no, no..." Xing Hai was flustered, hastily putting away the money, his face flushing with embarrassment, unsure of where to put his hands and feet.

  "I can understand how family members feel, but how could they do such a thing?"

  Xing Hai didn't know how long he was criticized before being let out.

  Like a defeated rooster, both its head and tail drooped down.

  Luckily I don't know what happened, but after brother went in for a while and came out like this?

  "Hey, bro, what's going on..."

  "Never mind, don't ask. Go back first."

  "Oh, right, I've never been to Beijing either, take me on a tour around." The female doctor said that it would be beneficial for his treatment to have a good mood and a carefree mind.

  For seven days, Lucky took Xing Hai on a whirlwind tour of Beijing. They visited all the major and minor scenic spots, alleys, tea houses, distilleries, and shops.

  Lucky quietly called Gong Xi and said: "My goodness! It's more tiring than our military training in school!"

  Jiayu is delighted by the music on the other side.

  "You're still gloating?! Wait till you get back, take my brother with you to play at the Thirteen Tombs, Badaling and the Wild Mountain Temple!"

  Jiayu laughed non-stop and said: "Alright, when I get back, I'll take you two ice-skating."

  Lucky shook his head repeatedly, "Spare me, I won't travel for the rest of my life."

  Gong Xi really came back soon, and his supervisor was furious: "This is self-destruction! Do you know that if this case is followed to the end, you will get another first-class merit, not to mention promotion by three ranks, and your future career will also have a meritorious record!"

  Gong Xi knew that his bald and shiny boss was good for him. But what's more important in this world than luck? Career? Prospects? A smooth path to success?

  Nothing else matters. Even if he's just an ordinary person, as long as he lives with good fortune, that's the happiest thing.

  Gong Xi came back and said: "Brother, let's go see the Ming Tombs tomorrow."

  Xing Haigang almost choked on a mouthful of beer.

  Xing Hai whispered to Gong Xi while they were cooling off in the courtyard: "It was that female doctor who said it, she told me to take Lucky out for a walk to clear my mind. I've been exhausted these past few days, my legs are about to give out and I'll need to use crutches soon. Now that you're back, didn't you say you love Lucky? It's your turn now, why don't the two of you go to the Ming Tombs tomorrow? I'll stay home and rest."

  Jiayu finally understood, it was all because of a doctor's sentence.

  Gong Xi said he had resigned and there would be no more danger from now on.

  The patient's condition improved suddenly and he stood up. The doctor was surprised again, how did he recover so quickly?

  Xingyun took a month off and went back to his hometown. Xing Hai said, "Let Gong Xi accompany you back together." My unit's vacation is limited, I'll go back first.

  Before leaving, Gong Xi invited Xing Hai to Quanjude for roast duck.

  Unexpectedly met Ding Ling, and together with Ding Ling, even more surprising is that it was Ming Lang.

  Four people, eight eyes staring at each other, with different expressions.

  Ding Ling excitedly stepped forward and punched Gong Xi with a fist, while hugging Xing Yun. Ming Lang stood behind Ding Ling, his eyes fixed on Xing Yun, the desperate gaze making Xing Yun at a loss for what to do.

  Ji Gong and Ming Lang greeted each other: "Let's have a drink together!"

  Ding Ling's face suddenly turned sour: "Not today, his dad is my dad, and Grandpa will be here soon. The two of us are just here to take up space."

  "Oh, is this a family reunion?" Ming Lang's face suddenly turned pale at Guan Xi's words, and he swallowed hard, his Adam's apple moving with difficulty.

  Good fortune still doesn't know what to do with itself, Ding Ling and Ming Lang, this pair, is too unexpected for him.

  "Alright, we won't disturb you anymore. Our private room is ready, let's go up." The front door of Quanjude Roast Duck Restaurant was always like this, crowded with customers all day long, and people had to wait in line every day.

  Three people went upstairs first.

  Jianguo stole a glance at Xingyun, his face somewhat unnatural, distressed? Sorrowful? Reluctant?...

  Jiayu felt uncomfortable in her heart.

  In her heart, she couldn't help but hate herself for missing out on those three years, allowing another person to walk into Lucky's heart.

  The autumn has passed, but Beijing is still so hot. The dry air is filled with dust and exhaust gases. The gray buildings seem to have an ancient color, but they look very depressing.

  One antique shop after another, small ones like pigeon coops, out of this one and into that one.

  Xingyun said, "Why don't we just buy two pairs of gold bangles?" Last time Gongxi brought back a gold lock, Xingyun was going for the first time and couldn't go empty-handed. Gongxi wanted to bring some fun things for his little nephew that could be passed down.

  Luckily, I was already fed up with all these dazzling things that made my eyes spin.

  "No way, with a golden lock on my neck and golden cuffs on my hands and feet, I'd look like a rich family's golden doll, it's not good."

  Good fortune glared at him: "You said I'm stupid."

  "Huh? Haha" Gong Xi immediately reached out to stroke Lucky's head, "No, no, I mean you're a rich man."

  Hmph!

  Finally selected a carnelian pendant, red like sunset, with delicate inner texture, like floating clouds passing by the sun.

  The string was tied and the box was packed. Gong Xi said: "First carry it on me, you love to lose things, I'll give it back to you when we get back."

  Good grief! Just now you said you were too rustic, and now you're saying you're careless. Hmph!

  We haven't even spent a day together yet, and you're already getting tired of me!

  Gong Xi thought he had picked out something delightful and was feeling pleased with himself, but didn't notice the unhappiness on his lucky face.

  At night, I returned to the dormitory, took a bath, and squeezed onto the small bed. Guan Xi's hand reached out again and started rubbing that bumpy place.

  Lucky one palm slapped down, that wandering hand.

  Before long, a sturdy bear came over and rubbed against Lucky's side.

  "Ugh! Sleep!"

  Jiayu is puzzled, why? I didn't make a mistake today.

  Spent the whole day with him shopping, he said to eat ice cream, today also didn't stop him from not having it, cake? Is it because I ate less of that piece of cake?

  That sweet stuff can't be eaten too much, eating too much and then not eating rice.

  What a petty ghost!

  "Okay, don't be angry, I'll buy that cake for you again tomorrow. It's just Black Forest, right? I'll go buy it for you early tomorrow morning, is that okay?"

  Good luck to him anyway.

  Gong Xi thought it was tacitly agreed, and his hands moved again.

  "Hmm! Are you asleep?"

  Jiayu was stunned by the scolding, what's going on here?

  He turned over and sat up, no longer sleeping, with a hint of resentment in his voice, asking: "What are you doing?"

  "What's wrong? Just sleeping, what's wrong, annoying." Originally, it wasn't that angry, but somehow this small anger just kept getting bigger and bigger until it became uncontrollable.

  Now even Wang Xing himself doesn't understand what's going on. How did such a small matter get blown up so big? Now Gong Xi asks him, and he himself doesn't know how to respond. Should he say it's because you said I'm stupid? You said I'm careless? That's why I got angry?

  What kind of crappy excuse is this?!

  Just muddle along and bluff your way through.

  A hood was pulled over his head, covering himself from head to toe.

  Jiawei only wore shorts and stood barefoot on the ground, waiting for a lucky explanation, but saw that guy, huffing and puffing, sleeping soundly, completely ignoring himself.

  Also don't know what to do with this anger.

  The weather in early autumn is hot during the day and cool at night. He was barefoot, and the coolness pierced through his soles.

  It's even more heart-wrenching, always trying to please him like this, what is it all for?

  He went to bed and Lucky also fell asleep with his back facing him.

  After a while, I couldn't sleep, so I turned my head to look at Lucky, who was still wrapped from head to toe. I let out a sigh.

  Turning around, she whispered beside him: "Good luck, good luck, put your head out. Don't cover it like that, the air in the quilt is not good."

  "Lucky, listen to me, don't get angry. Is it not enough that I'm at fault?"

  "I was wrong. I'll make it up to you, okay? Tomorrow morning, I'll buy you a cake. Listen, first put down the quilt."

  Luckily, I don't know why, but suddenly felt a pang of sadness, and my nose also became sour.

  Jiayu had already pulled the quilt over his head, and Yunxiang, afraid of being discovered, quickly wiped away his tears and put down the quilt, saying in an impatient tone: "Alright, alright, go to sleep."

  But her face didn't dare turn around.

  Jiayin had no choice but to hold him and sleep with him.