Li Ling stepped forward and saw the text on Zeng Shu's computer, and understood that she was anxious about the opening report that still didn't work after changing it several times.

Since breaking up with Chen Yongquan, Zeng Shu's mental condition has become worse and worse, always listless, slow thinking, moody, and often sitting on the chair in a daze for a long time when she wakes up in the morning, and no longer dances aerobics. Sometimes I get irritable because I didn't think about the topic of my essay, sometimes I panic because I dream of my ex-boyfriend or ex-boyfriend, sometimes I think I have a baby in my belly and wonder if I want to be a mother, and sometimes I feel like I'm back in my third year of high school.

Her mental state did go back to her junior year of high school.

Zeng Shu, who used to be the best academic student in her town, won the first place in every exam in the first and second years of high school, but after the third year of high school, the harder she worked, the more unsatisfactory her results became, and the monthly exam ranking was lower and lower, from first to second to tenth, or even worse.

Teachers and parents came to talk to her, first to explain her, to let her relax, not to be overly nervous, and then many times urged her not to slack off in the most critical months, not to be complacent, to correct the mentality, forget the past honors, and do her best to rush forward.

However, she has worked hard.

She ran like in a dead loop, the harder she worked, the more she struggled, the more she sagged, and she couldn't find a way out, only endless despair.

She has more and more frequent insomnia, more and more difficult to concentrate, more and more unable to remember knowledge points, more and more disgusted with herself, there seems to be an insurmountable gap between the world and herself, but she doesn't know what.

She tried to explain to the people around her, and the answers she got were "don't put too much pressure on yourself" and "you won't think so much if you do more questions".

In her freshman year, Zeng Shu knew that she had already been sick, and depression was deeply entangled in her, so she had to suspend her studies, and she was supposed to be Li Ling's senior sister, so she became a classmate.

When Li Ling first saw Zeng Shu, she couldn't see that she was a person with depression at all, but felt that she was an innocent girl, and later as the relationship deepened, Zeng Shu confided that she was taking a year off from school due to depression, but at that time she was brave enough to say how calm and relaxed she was, and it was completely a chic look that the past passed away with the wind and did not have to chase anymore, and now under the blows of not being able to find a job, a confused future and a broken love, the whole person has become a heavy and depressed colorless appearance.

Li Ling was a little distressed, moved a chair and sat down next to Zeng Shu, and said softly: "Zeng Shu, if you don't dislike it, I'll help you look at your opening report." ”

"Don't you want to delay your rest?" Zeng Shu looked as pitiful as an abandoned child.

"Not at all, I'm going to my brother's wedding today, and I'm in good spirits right now, and besides, it won't delay anything. ”

"Then you can help me see how to change it. ”

Zeng Shu's topic is not close to Li Ling's, when Li Ling understood Zeng Shu's thoughts and reimagined it for her, it was already one o'clock in the morning, after combing clearly and flexibly changing Zeng Shu's frowning brows finally stretched a little, and then fell asleep peacefully.

This time, the proposal report was finally approved by the tutor, and Zeng Shu began to write the main part. Li Ling was worried that Zeng Shu was too anxious because of this, and she didn't take care of her thesis, so she came back from work every day to help her check the information and give a few suggestions, and finally the thesis was successfully completed.

It's just that although Zeng Shu doesn't see any unusual emotions on the surface, her circle of friends is updated more and more frequently, and it can even be said that it is crazy to update, a grass branch, a flower, a rain, a sentence, no matter how boring and trivial it is, she often leaves some strange comments for others, she seems to be talking to herself, and she seems to be looking for a way to talk.

The whole dormitory was anxious, but they couldn't find a way to help Zeng Shu, except for the occasional puzzling words, most of the time she was normal when talking to her in person, and she also emphasized that she was fine.

The people in the class began to quietly discuss whether Zeng Shu had a brain problem, and some girls privately asked other people in the dormitory about Zeng Shu, and in desperation, Li Ling specially posted a circle of friends that only the classmates in the class could see except Zeng Shu: These days, her emotions are not so stable, she is eager to communicate with the outside world, she wants to be cared for, and she hopes that everyone understands some of her words and deeds.

The rumors finally subsided, and on the other hand, the audit report at work was urged again, although Li Ling was not in charge of the complex content, but the tedious things that urgently needed patience and care before the report did make her tired.

After working overtime day and night in the institute, the audit reports of the two projects were finally issued, the overwhelming affairs were handled, the busy days came to an end temporarily, and the thesis defense and graduation photos that were both expected and afraid to face were ushered in, for which Li Ling specially took five days off, one of which Li Ling went to see Jiang Zhiqing.

I learned from friends from all walks of life that Jiang Zhiqing's School of Finance took graduation photos two days earlier than the School of Accounting, so at noon on the day Jiang Zhiqing took his graduation photos, Li Ling hurried to the library after eating lunch alone, waiting for Jiang Zhiqing, who would come here to take pictures later.

The library was crowded with dense people inside and out, many of them were relatives and friends, the teacher called one class after another to gather at the door to take pictures, Li Ling pulled her ears and listened carefully to the classes coming out of the loudspeaker, when it was Jiang Zhiqing's turn, she searched for Jiang Zhiqing in the queue like an eagle.

Fortunately, Jiang Zhiqing is tall enough and has a bright appearance, so he can quickly dig in the crowd.

Wearing a loose bachelor's uniform and a bachelor's hat, he looked polite, his complexion was whiter than the boys next to him, and his innate high temperament made him even more incompatible with his surroundings.

Li Ling watched Jiang Zhiqing slowly walk up to the highest level of the group photo stand, standing at the edge of the position, looking at the camera with a cold face, everyone else alternated serious and immodest expressions and postures, only he was always like an ice sculpture.

Li Ling turned on the camera of his mobile phone, focused on Jiang Zhiqing's face, and couldn't help laughing: how to take graduation photos is also like someone else owes him money.

When the bouquet was photographed, most of the people were presented bouquets by their parents, Li Ling looked at his parents who wanted to find Jiang Zhiqing, but Jiang Zhiqing took the bouquet handed to him by a young girl.

It was the girl, the girl with her long, bright black hair like a weeping willow, who was still smiling so brightly.

Jiang Zhiqing explained his relationship with that girl, but when he saw her again many years later, she still easily defeated herself.

In what capacity should I be sad now?

Isn't it over a long time ago?

Li Ling didn't stay any longer and left through the sea of people.