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Chapter 86 A Friend With a Secret
Luo Weiwei still clearly remembered the scene on the playground a few hours ago.

She shouted Fan Yihang's name desperately, but Fan Yihang remained motionless, as if petrified.

She also remembered Fan Yihang's appearance just after he attacked the suspect, like a marionette, lifeless.

She even remembered the figure of Fan Yihang squatting next to the cement pipe. He was about 1.8 meters tall, curled up like a bewildered little hedgehog, and could only wrap himself up.

That's not what a normal person would look like, including his usual indifferent look, it's not what he should be at this age.

All these "abnormal phenomena" point to Fan Yihang's abnormality, but facing Mr. Fan, she dare not express her guess.

One is that he is afraid that Mr. Fan will be angry, and the other is that she herself does not want to admit it.

Fan Yihang looks like a normal person.

"Do you know why he is wrong tonight?" After Mr. Fan asked this question, he turned his head to look at her, and pointed his chopsticks to throw this difficult problem: "Tell me, what do you think is wrong with him."

The corners of Luo Weiwei's mouth twitched, she wanted to cry but she couldn't answer, so she kept silent, okay?

In the end, Luo Weiwei gave a half-hearted answer: "Did he get a fever because of the rain today, and his brain got confused?"

Fan Zengming looked at her with aged but clear eyes, put away his smile and said, "Wei Wei, tell the truth, what do you think is wrong with Hang Hang?"

Luo Weiwei was sitting upright, gently tugging on the long sleeves of the school uniform that Fan Yihang lent her with both hands.

After hesitating in her mind for a moment, she let out a bad breath and said, "Grandpa Fan, my mother used to be a psychiatrist, but her license was revoked for personal reasons, and she is now working as a psychological counselor in college."

Speaking of this, she paused and took a breath. These were all foreshadowing. After two seconds, she continued: "So, I also had contact with some patients when I was young. Grandpa Fan... I'm actually a little worried. Fan Yi Hang may be prone to depression."

Depression and depressive tendencies are completely different things. The former is already a mental illness, while the latter can only be regarded as mentally unhealthy, and it can be restored to normal after self-adjustment.

What Luo Weiwei said was very euphemistic.

Fan Zengming laughed, but after laughing twice, he couldn't laugh anymore. He looked far away, looking at the street outside the transparent tarpaulin. The three-wheeler was neatly stacked with recycled waste products, and there were more than a dozen empty bottles for blending oil hanging on both sides of the three-wheeler.

There are always so many people in this world who are suffering so much and trying their best to live, but they still can't get a reciprocal return.

So what are these people insisting on?Where does the meaning of life lie?
Many questions will never be answered, but the answer may appear in the next second. These are unknown, but what he knows is that he is powerless to his grandson.

Stretching out his hands, but not knowing where to help Fan Yihang is powerless.

But after meeting Luo Weiwei, he felt relieved.

Fan Zengming has always been very accurate in judging people. Luo Weiwei, who has a completely different personality from Fan Yihang, maybe...can help, right?Until now, he has become more and more convinced of one point.The gear of fate is in the dark, and there will indeed be arrangements.

The old man finally pulled the tricycle to the highest point of the uphill and rode the tricycle away. Fan Zengming looked away and said to Luo Weiwei not in the tone of an elder, but in the tone of a friend: "Hanghang is not prone to depression, he After that car accident, PTSD. Have you ever heard of it?"

Luo Weiwei shook her head, and then nodded after a few seconds: "I haven't heard it from my mother, but I read it in a book. It said that a veteran suffered from this disease after the end of the Korean War. Every time On National Day, he couldn't even hear the sound of fireworks exploding. Is it this?"

"Yes." Fan Zengming nodded and said, "Hanghang is the same as that veteran, but it's not that he can't hear the sound of fireworks, he can't hear the sound of thunder. Because the night of the car accident was a thunderstorm night, just like tonight. "

Luo Weiwei suddenly understood why Fan Yihang curled up next to the cement pipe and remained motionless. He was sick...

Inexplicably, she felt a pain in her heart.

Fan Zengming continued: "They always felt that Hang Hang needed treatment, but he himself didn't think he needed treatment. And I...have always insisted that my grandson can't get sick. But after contacting this time, I really... Weiwei, I hope you can help me help him."

"Me?" Luo Weiwei pointed at herself and shook her head: "I can't, but my mother might be able to. Although she is no longer a doctor, she once helped a man with bipolar disorder..."

"No, no." Fan Zengming waved his hand: "What Hanghang needs is not an excellent psychiatrist. What he needs is a friend who can bring him out of the abyss. After all, I still don't want him to be treated as a psychotherapist." The patient goes to treatment, I believe he can get out on his own, but he also needs help, your help."

"Me?" Luo Weiwei wasn't sure that just her... a person with no knowledge of psychology could help Fan Yihang.

"Weiwei, when grandpa saw you for the first time, he thought you were like a little sun. Grandpa believed that your happiness would definitely infect him, so I promised grandpa that I would come to home every Saturday to do my homework, okay?"

Fan Zengming's tone can be regarded as pleading, Luo Weiwei has no way to refuse someone talking to her in this tone, especially the other party is a kind old man who treats her very well.

"...Okay." She nodded in agreement.

"But there is one thing, grandpa hopes you can promise me." Fan Zengming put down his chopsticks with a serious look.

Luo Weiwei was about to finish the last sip of condensed milk, but when Fan Zengming was like this, she hurriedly put down the cup, said "um", and listened carefully.

"I hope no third person will know about our conversation tonight. I don't want... Hang Hang to be looked at by other students in school with strange eyes. The child may not care about other people's eyes, but... I am a grandfather I can't bear it."

Luo Weiwei nodded again in agreement.

Don't worry, she won't tell anyone!She, Luo Weiwei, dared to say anything, but there was only one thing, and that was her friend's secret, and she was absolutely tight-lipped!This is her way of walking the "river and lake".

Fan Zengming breathed a sigh of relief: "Grandpa believes in you! Then the two of us will be friends with secrets in the future!"

Luo Weiwei laughed, she felt that Grandpa Fan was really fun, he was completely different from Fan Yihang, who was simply a big boring gourd.

It is really difficult for her to save such a boring gourd.

Luo Weiwei told herself so in her heart, but there was a little bit of happiness in her heart that she didn't know where it came from.

(End of this chapter)