As he spoke, he licked his lips.

No. 199 asked again, “Brother, why did you suddenly think of asking this?”

He said, "I... imagine a normal person with joy and sorrow."What he said and did now is in accordance with his teaching, they told him to love his brother, he loved his brother, they told him to respect the teacher, he respected the teacher.

He suddenly felt that this was very meaningless, and he wanted to feel what he liked and what was angry.

"Don't worry, you're still young."

The way is loud.

What does not tell the course of No. 199 is that many people with emotional deficit will be isolated by the world in adulthood, because they can not feel any feelings, the days are like boiling water, bland and tasteless, and gradually, some people will lose their desire to live.

Many of these patients have committed suicide.

After that day, the course became more silent.

Fang Yusheng and Qiao Weixi felt the change of their son, and they were particularly worried, for which they took him to a psychiatrist every three or five.

The psychiatrist is called Zhuo Yu, and he is a doctor recommended by Ji Qing.

The first time he saw Zhuo Yu, the man wearing a very warm goose-yellow knitted sweater, not wearing a white coat like other doctors.When the square door opened to enter the office, Zhuo Yu was staring at the fish in the fish tank.

Hearing the movement, he looked back at the square path, and he looked at the child in front of him.

This patient, as Ji Qing said, is too cold, young age, those green eyes, there is no child to the world should have curiosity and vision.His eyes were cold and calm as if he were a lake of dead water.

Zhuo Yu's heart sank.

He ticked his lips, and the other person said, "Hello, I'm Zhuo Yu."He uses the language of an adult.

The square nods, and it sounds very polite, but in fact it seems indifferent voice, "Dr. Zhuo, hello, I am the square."

There was a carpet on the ground, and they sat directly on the ground.

Zhuo Yu handed him a piece of paper, a pen, and he said, "Drink something."

Fang Zicheng took the paper, did not ask the east and west as the others, he stared at the paper, hesitated for a moment, and picked up the pen.He sat down behind the table and looked at the papers.He sat on the couch, staring at the paper, and was always quiet.

About half an hour later, Zhuo Yu said, “Is it ready to paint?”He stood up and walked over to the side of the road.

He looked up at him and said softly, "I can't draw."

Needless to say, he found out too.He stared at the blank piece of paper on the table, his eyebrows slightly stumbling.“Why can’t I paint?”

He said honestly, "My mind is blank."He has nothing to love, nothing to love, and nothing to hate.He picked up the pen and didn’t want to paint anything at all.Zhuo Yu was silent for a moment before he asked, "You can try to draw your parents."

Fang Zicheng opened his mouth, and Zhuo Yu heard him say, "I don't know why I painted them."

“Where is your brother?”

The path continues to shake its head.

He asked, "Let's make an assumption."

He nodded and said, "Okay."

Zhuo Yu drew several people on the paper, representing Qiao Weixi, Fang Yusheng and Fang Zikai.He said, "If one day your parents leave you."Seeing that the course listened carefully, Zhuo Yu said, "If they die."

“Hmm.”

Zhuo Yu pointed to Fangzi and said, "Then he will be your only relative."

“Hmm.”

He drew a fork in Fang Kai's body again, and said, "If he is not, then you are alone in this world."

I listened quietly, and my face was calm.

Zhuo Yu found that when he made these assumptions, the expression of the square was always calm, and ordinary children would cry or panic when they heard such things.He alone is always calm and quiet, or merciless and indifferent.

He sighed in his heart.

How good a child can get this disease.

The choir suddenly asked Zhuo Yu, “Am I not healed?”

Zhuo Yu was in a moment of heart, wanting to say that there was still hope, but he heard the square say, "If it really comes to the day you say it."He stared into Zhuo Yu’s eyes and said, “I’ll find a place to die peacefully.”He also added, “It will not cause trouble to others.”

He looked at him deeply.

Outside the door, Fang Yusheng and Qiao Weixi heard this from the monitor, and their expressions changed.

They heard Zoe ask, “Why?You can live well alone.”

The three-year-old said, “What are you doing alive?”Every day repeats the same thing, live, and die, almost.”

He said, "But you are alive now, and you are repeating the same thing."Zhuo Yu asked the last question of the square, "Tell me, obviously now are doing the same thing, why do you want to live?"And when your parents and brothers die, you feel like you are dead and alive."

“Tell me, why?”

He opened his mouth, but could not speak.

He also asked, “Why?”He said, "I don't know."

Zhuo Yu said, "Because you love them, they are the driving force for you to live, even if you have to go to school every day, you have to eat, you have to sleep, and the world you live in will never change."But there are people around you, and you love them, and you don't want them, so you stay alive."

The look in the eye seemed to be fluctuating.He thought about Zhuo Yu's words, but shook his head and said, "I don't know what love is, I can't feel it."

He smiled and said, "Live well, your love for your loved ones."

...

When I left the psychological clinic, the square had been thinking about what Zhuo Yu said.

Is it the love of the people who live?

Fang Yusheng suddenly took a look at his head and smiled and asked him, “What do you think!Three-year-old boy has a lot of trouble.”

Fang Zicheng looked at his father, and then reached out and touched his own hair, he suddenly said to Fang Yusheng, "Dad, touch it again."Fang Yusheng froze, and then rubbed it on the head of the square again.

He put his hand in the place where his father had rubbed his hands.

When my father rubbed his head, it was completely different from his own.

The path suddenly understood one truth: Why does he want to live?Perhaps because he died, he could not feel the temperature of his father's hand, so he chose to live.

The method does not understand that this phenomenon is called love, it is called dependence and greed.

- Externally - -

May the egg meet someone who can save him.