Although more than five years have passed, I still remember the teenager, who was also the first patient with mental illness I came into contact with in my life. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

I still remember that when I walked to the village with Qin Xin, the whole village seemed to disappear, until I met the man who knocked me to the ground.

I got up from the ground, pulled Qin Xin and walked in the direction that the man rushed over, and when we walked through two small intersections, we saw a group of people in the middle of a road that was not wide, out of curiosity, and out of the original intention of looking for a place to spend the night, the two of us glanced at each other and decided to go over to see what was going on.

One group of people was busy there, while another group of unhelpful people were around, blocking out the scene inside, and they were all talking about what was going on inside.

Maybe everyone was too focused, and when Qin Xin and I stood behind them, no one noticed us, so we stood outside the crowd and learned about the whole thing through their discussions.

With the painful wails of the parties from time to time, I finally sorted out the original situation from the communication between the people.

In the middle of the crowd lay a teenager, a teenager of seventeen or eighteen, who was now lying on the ground as if he had been stricken, foaming at the mouth and convulsing his body.

A few days ago, the teenager went fishing in the river with his partner, not knowing what happened, his partner accidentally fell into the water, the teenager did not panic because he knew that partner could swim.

After the partner fell into the water, it was like someone grabbed his feet, desperately struggling to ask the boy for help, the boy thought that his partner was playing a prank, so he kept smiling and looking at the companion who was living like a clown inside, and from time to time he said: "Don't pretend, hurry up!" ”

The boy's partner plunged his head into the water several times, then floated up, and plunged down, and floated up again, but the boy was indifferent, and finally never floated again after his partner plunged down for the last time.

When the boy finally realized that something was wrong, it was too late, and he shouted many times towards the center of the river without a response, and in a moment of panic, he was about to go into the water to see what was going on, but he stumbled upon a green rope on the bank.

The boy hurriedly walked over and pulled up the rope, and then he knew why his partner had stuck his head down several times, because the rope that the boy pulled up was the end of a broken net that had been discarded, and the other was a broken net that had been washed by the river and the branches and garbage that had been washed together, and in the broken net, there was also his partner whose eyes had been strangled and bulging, and the partner's series of actions at that time must have been to find a way to untie the entangled foot.

From that moment on, the boy was depressed all day, and his parents heard him talking to himself in the room several times, sometimes laughing, sometimes crying.

Finally, today, the boy collapsed here after walking out of the house, convulsing and foaming at the mouth.

I don't know where I got the courage at that time, so I pushed through the crowd and walked over, and when I saw the young man's face, I knew what a painful torture he had inflicted on himself in the past few days. He should have been so thin that all the organs on his face were sunken in, and the white foam he spit out formed a small puddle of water on his already bowl-shaped lips and teeth, and the people next to him were still cleaning up the white foam in the puddle to prevent him from choking.

In the boy's distracted eyes, I saw an empty world, an empty world with only his partner who was caught in a net and drowned.

Without saying a word, I picked up the boy and ran wildly towards the river where his partner had an accident, and before the surrounding crowd could react, we had already run a distance of more than ten meters, and when they reacted, the whole village immediately chased after them.

The boy was physically exhausted, and almost fell down several times, seeing that the people behind me were getting closer and closer, I simply stopped and carried the boy on my shoulder, to my surprise, the boy's weight had reached the point where it would not affect my speed in the slightest, according to the route in the boy's memory, I quickly found the river, and then threw the boy on the river like a sack.

The person behind me was almost there, and I didn't dare to slack off and grabbed the boy's head and pulled him to the surface of the water, so that his face was facing the river that had swallowed his best friend.

The clear water reflected the young man's emaciated face, his eyes began to focus, and it was not long before he began to struggle, the fear caused by the river caused him to pull him back desperately, and if I hadn't reached out and stuck in his thigh, I was really afraid that I would have strangled him to death.

"Show me! You show me clearly! He's dead! He will not appear in your life again! It won't make any difference to your life again! If you feel guilty, come and burn some paper for him every year! Stop doing these things that hurt yourself and the people around you! My almost hysterical roar reached his ears, and the ears of the people who were chasing after him.

The crowd slowed down and stopped not far from us, and I knew they knew I was helping the boy exorcise his demons.

The boy slowly gave up the struggle, and I slowly let go of my grip on him, and when he finally stopped resisting, a long-held sadness instantly turned into an outburst of howling.

"Ah Hai, I'm sorry for you, Ah Hai, you forgive me!" The boy kept repeating these words, one hand supporting his body, and the other hand pounding the ground fiercely, and ripples rippled in the river.

After a long time, he slowly stopped crying, stood up tremblingly and walked to the side of a middle-aged woman in the crowd, hugged the woman and cried, "Mom, I'm sorry, I'm sorry......"

Funnily enough, the first thing my aunt said after walking up to me and bowing deeply was: "Although you stole my clothes, you saved my child, thank you......"

I smiled awkwardly, stealing clothes was a real deal, but I had something more important to say.

"Auntie...... That one...... I have one more important thing to tell you. "Maybe I was really serious at the time, and my aunt looked at me a little timidly.

"What's the matter, you can say it......" Hearing this, the aunt's heart was full of panic.

"That...... I'm hungry, is there anything to eat at home...... "I swear, all the embarrassment of my life happened on that day, but I was really hungry at the time, and I really felt hungry when I ran all the way......