Zongman: My daily life is not normal

"I'll take a look at Nitro."

"Since the decision has been made, please don't bother us anymore! She is suffering enough!"

"She's vulnerable right now."

Mu Lin was like a crew member on a search and rescue boat, shouting to the captain in the wind and rain that someone died in the distance.

But this captain is more sensible.

"You will make her more vulnerable by coming here!"

The harsh accusations pierced the hearts of the crew mercilessly.

But who knew, this crew member was once the captain of a larger search and rescue ship?It's just that he retired and became a temporary worker by chance.

But the retired captain was powerless to refute.

Or because of guilt and dare not refute.

Because he suddenly remembered that he was the one who pushed the troubled girl down.

And it was bound by a rope that only he could untie.

"We don't welcome you here!"

boom! !

The cold wind from the door blows short hair!

At this time, the dark clouds also beat out the muffled thunder.

Mu Lin stared blankly at the door for a long time.

Then slowly turned around and walked towards the stairs step by step.

The confusion made him not even know when he came to the stairs.

At this time, a tomboy sitting in the stairwell was already waiting there.

She was no longer as enthusiastic as before, but silently handed over a medical form.

【Name: Nishinomiya Glass】

[Diagnosed: severe depression. 】

[Suggestions for treatment: It must be taken care of by family members and take medicines regularly. The disease is likely to last for life. 】

[Drugs: ... (one month's supply)]

[Drug cost: 34.24w yen]

His eyes stopped at the box of the medical bill.

Accompanied by lifelong severe depression, family members must take care of it, and the cost of medicines is enough to overwhelm ordinary families.

Mu Lin rarely showed a wry smile.

The optimistic Yuzuru poked his arm with his elbow, stretched out with a breath, and brushed past him with his head in his arms.

"The end of the string."

"Huh?" Yuxian turned around and looked back in doubt.

"How long do you think it will rain?"

"How would I know?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru felt baffled.

"On a dark rainy night, there are no lights and no pedestrians. The emptiness makes people seem to be isolated from the world. Standing on a high platform, like a performer, he spreads his hands, fantasizes that he is an angel and takes a step forward."

"Huh?" Yuzuru frowned.

"I remember that on Thursday, your mother had to work overtime until late at night, right?"

"correct."

猫,九:老.字:,号'小''说"群'"9''4'?0!7.5!7?3,:0'!3":编;码　　“明天晚上你能让硝子一个人在家吗？”

"what?"

"Just find something to distract your grandma, and then don't stay at home."

"Why?" Nishinomiya Yuzuru was a little annoyed.

"Give her a chance to fly."

"what?"

"Make her understand that I will always catch her."

Leaving behind these confusing words, the boy disappeared into the darkness between the buildings.

Only the tomboy still hesitated, and finally complained:

"What a bastard! If you want to speak clearly, speak clearly!! Play tricks!"

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He got into the car silently, and was greeted by two strange eyes.

"What's for dinner tonight?" Shizuka Hiratsuka asked again.

"Hand-Pulled Noodle."

"OK! Shiwa has no objection?"

"No."

"Then let's go!!"

The roaring luxury car galloped forward, diluting the depression outside the car.

It's just that the atmosphere inside the car is heavier than before.

Arriving at the destination, the three got out of the car and sat down and ordered a ramen each.

"Hey, don't be so sad!"

Perhaps because he couldn't stand the oppressive atmosphere, Hiratsuka patted Mu Lin's shoulder and complained.

"I'm not sad."

"Tsk!" Xiazhiqiu Shiyu on the side didn't bother to make a sound because of Mu Lin's stubborn mouth.

She looked at the woods disdainfully at this time, as if she wanted to teach but hesitated to speak.

Hiratsuka was speechless: "I said I'm not sad, I almost wrote these two words on my face!"

"I'm just regretting."

"Regret what?"

"If only I could stand on the top of a cold tall building and watch the world in silence."

"Huh?" The two women were puzzled.

"Someone once said: A generation rises up because of me, and perishes because of me. That is the pinnacle that a person should have, but loses all authority because of me."

"?" X2

"Sister Jing, do you think the victims would be happier if I didn't save them?"

Perhaps the teenager who spoke already knew the answer, and his tone was not confused.

Shizuka Hiratsuka raised his head and said, "What a troublesome problem boy! This is the same problem as you live in this world and don't want to affect others!"

She pointed out: "People will definitely affect others when they are alive! Whether it is a good influence or a bad influence, please be aware of this! And! You also said that you are saved! If you don't save it, how can the victims be saved?" Happier?"

"Some victims need constant help. The savior and the victim will naturally have unnecessary relationships and entanglements. If the two are destined not to be part of the same world, wouldn't that just add to the sadness?"

Just after saying this sentence, Mu Lin suddenly thought of the answer.

Heh, he actually lost his mind because of the momentary confusion.

Maybe it's because I long for such a life too much, and subconsciously weaken myself?

Shizuka Hiratsuka gave his answer:

"Idiot! Since you can save her, you must be in the same world with her! How sentimental!"

Hiratsuka Shizuka took the ramen from the waiter and thanked him, then said:

"Also! What does it mean to increase sorrow? Since there is sorrow, there must be corresponding happiness!"

"If you can't even feel happiness, how can you feel sad? This is relative! So, young people! Take advantage of the present, and boldly use your ability to save others!"

"is it?"

Mu Lin exhaled, his tone still in the mist.

But at least there is some looseness.

In the past, he was indeed the kind of person who boldly saved others, but then...

Maybe the old way of life is right now?

The premise is that the status quo will not change.

Mu Lin swept away the gloom in his heart for a while, picked up the chopsticks and sucked the ramen fragrantly.

"Yeah! It's delicious!"

In the world, there are always a group of people who are born with such powerful influence.

When they are happy, so are the people around them.

They grieve, and so do those around them.

They are passionate, and so are those around them.

Maybe ordinary people also have this kind of influence, but it is not as deep and direct as theirs.

For example, Mulin has regained his emotions.

Kasumigaoka Shiwa, who felt depressed, and Hiratsuka Shizuka secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

The ramen restaurant also became lively, and the people around finally started talking and laughing.

Chapter 110 1997.9.20

The favorite situation for people with major depressive disorder is to live in their own world.

The sound of the rain outside, the crackling of the windows, the gently raised curtains, and the ticking of the dying clock.

This dark bedroom was overshadowed, perhaps, by the loss of the ivy.

It was originally a bedroom for two people, but now it is a ward that belongs to the crying girl in a corner.

Torn dolls and confetti lay at their feet.

Only one notebook survives.

With curled nails, the withered hand with confetti and cotton picked up the notebook.

Turning page by page.

There are conversations full of melancholy looking for friends.

There are too many useless apologies for blaming yourself.

And the self-loathing of first-time depression.

Then there is the man who enters his own gray world.

That was the first time since she was born, in a world where her father left, her mother taught her strictly, and others hated her, she felt that she was alive.

A bottle of fruit juice made her smile sweetly.

There are a large number of handwritings belonging to two people on the pages of the book.

Homework, life, interests, and troubles are all told here.

That boy had a lot of troubles, even though they were fake, she still listened carefully and taught him how to solve them with her inexperienced life.

Then, perhaps infected, she also began to pour out her troubles.

"I hate myself," she said.