"Mingxun, Mingxun is eating, today my mother stewed pork ribs for you, it's fragrant~"

In the room of eight or nine square meters, a young man named Myeongxun was tossing and turning on the hard single bed, but no matter how many layers he put the quilt on his head, the knock from his mother next to the bedside table was still endless. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Mingxun, come out quickly, you haven't eaten well for a few days, your dad has gone out to work, come out quickly, if you don't come out again, you will have to ...... the food"

"Got it!! I see!! Get out now!! ”

Before the bitter woman finished saying 'it's cold', Myungxun lifted the quilt and roared loudly.

"Okay, okay, Mingxun, don't worry, Mom won't say it, let's go and get your meal first"

The woman outside the door obviously didn't care about Myeongxun's roar, as if her brain had completely filtered out the completely disrespectful roar, and all that was left was the joy of her son finally agreeing to go out to eat, and even the tone rose with pleasure.

Inside the house, Myeongxun looked at the ceiling with blank eyes, he had a thin face, his cheeks had sunken, his long hair was scattered on the pillow, his eyes were whiter than he was a child, and at the moment he was even more bloodshot, the dark circles under his eyes were clearly visible, with his too fair complexion, like a seriously ill patient.

He lay like this, for another minute or so, and then his brows furrowed violently, his teeth quietly bitten, his hideous face full of hatred, his lips slightly opened, and the resentment in his chest seeped from between his teeth.

“…… This is a damn place."

Wearing a white vest and black shorts, he sat up from the bed, because he was tall and thin, and his schoolbag was relatively heavy when he went to school, so he had always been a little hunchbacked, stretched out his right hand and grabbed the black hair on the top of his head, through the hair, he habitually looked at the right side of the room.

There were desks and wardrobes, windows that had been curtained, curtains were very thin types, and fortunately there was no sunlight in the world now, but it was always a little uncomfortable to not even be able to hide their sight, especially since they lived in a neighborhood that was very close to the residential buildings.

His eyes swept over the clean desk, which was spotlessly clean, but Myungxun, who saw this scene, frowned again, hung his head and showed a look of disgust, and then stood up and pulled the door open and left the room.

"Mingxun, you want to ......"

Still didn't give the woman a chance to finish, he went directly to the bathroom on the right side and began to wash, the woman stood in front of the dining table and gradually closed her unfinished mouth, she looked at the food on the table again, and the corners of her eyes floated with a little joy.

Fortunately, the dish is not cold this time.

A few minutes later, Myeongxun sat down at the dining table, still slightly hunched over, he hung his head on the dining table, from the perspective of the woman opposite, he couldn't see his appearance clearly, the young man didn't eat much, only sandwiched two or three ribs and kept picking up rice.

"Myeongxun, eat more vegetables, it's not good to always eat meat"

The woman picked up a piece of greens as she spoke, but before she could give it to Myungxun, she was interrupted by a look from the pupils of his eyes, and there was no need for words, the look full of disgust was enough to explain everything.

The woman was a little embarrassed to put the dish back into her bowl, sat there and pursed her mouth, she didn't seem to be in the mood to continue eating, just watched Myeongxun pick up the rice one bite at a time, and looked at him like this for more than ten seconds, the woman took a long deep breath, reached out and took out ten hundred sheets from her trouser pocket and put them on the table, and with her movements, Myungxun's eating action also stopped.

"Mingxun, the doctor called yesterday, he said that there is a psychiatrist who can help you, this is the consultation fee, the address mother has already sent it to you before, and I have also made an appointment, today at 2 o'clock, you can go after eating in a while."

The woman looked at Myung-hoon and said slowly.

Myeongxun glanced at her, didn't speak, just stretched out his hand and silently took the thousand yuan.

"Don't let your dad know about this, but you have to take a leave of absence from school, don't let people count you as absent."

The woman continued.

"Got it"

Myeonghoon replied in a low voice, stuffed the money into his trouser pocket, picked up the chopsticks and began to continue eating, and put another piece of ribs into the bowl, he hesitated, and finally stretched out the chopsticks in the direction of the green vegetables, and in the process, the woman's voice continued.

"The doctor said before that this psychiatrist has a lot of experience in this kind of nightmare and insomnia, and most people are fine after reading it, if he can cure you this time, let's not be scared, talk to your dad well, he is also good for you, and the family's property is also ......"

"Smack!"

Myungxun slammed his chopsticks to the tabletop, and went back to the house without raising his head, leaving the woman frowning at the table alone.

A few minutes later, the door opened again, and Myung-hoon, who had already changed his clothes, walked straight through the dining room and walked straight towards the door, and the woman also stood up.

"Mingxun, don't hunch over when you go out! Don't let your dad see it! ”

Watching Myung-hoon change his shoes in the hallway, the woman finally spoke up.

"Smack!"

She was answered by the sound of the door being slammed shut.

…………

"Damn it, damn it, damn it, damn it!!!"

Sitting in the taxi, Myung-hoon kept muttering, grabbing the fabric of his pants with both hands, crumpling the slacks together.

"Little brother, are you okay?"

The driver's voice came from the front, and Mingxun hurriedly raised his head, shook his head a little flustered, and whispered:

"I didn't ...... Nothing"

"It's okay, little brother, the place has arrived, a total of twenty yuan, cash or card?"

The driver said with a sideways face.

"Cash"

After saying this, Mingxun saw that the other party was still looking at him, and then realized that he hadn't given the money yet, so he hurriedly reached out and took out a worn-out small wallet in his trouser pocket, took out a twenty from it and handed it to the driver, and then jumped out of the car like a fledgle.

The taxi left quickly, and it was 1:40 p.m., and there were not many pedestrians on the street, and he stood in front of the building and looked up with envious hope in his eyes, compared to the high-rise buildings in the center of the city, the so-called middle-class neighborhood they lived in was a slum.

Thinking of that place, and the people there, Myeongxun's eyes suddenly became cold, he lowered his head again, and walked towards the gate, at this moment his hunchback is more obvious than at home, with his figure and demeanor, no matter from any aspect, it is not the type that people want to approach, he walked straight towards the gate like this, and the pedestrians in front of him automatically gave him a way.

There was nothing surprising about this, and he had long since adapted to it.

Four minutes later

"214th Floor, Room 11"

He stood in front of the door and checked the information on his phone again, and then rang the doorbell.

The door opened.

"Mr. Shin? I'm Dr. Zuo, please come in."

A tall and handsome man stood in front of him, he was wearing a white coat, his physique under the shirt was slender but not weak, and the slightly longer Liuhaier had just reached his eyebrows, wearing a pair of rimless glasses, with a bit of bookishness.

But in Myung-hoon's eyes, there is more ...... It is a very cultivated and aristocratic atmosphere, and he looks down on himself like this......

It's like...... A ray of light shone into his gloomy world.