Healing Guide

The irritable bking young master x the cute and dull little mute Half campus, half city | Reunion after a long absence | SC | Sweet and sour bedtime reading Copywriting Expand⬇️ Duan Lingjiang is mute. She has never had in-depth contact with anyone, except Jiang Yin. In her senior year of high school, Duan Lingjiang transferred to a new school, and her head teacher asked Jiang Ying to tutor for her. ——The vicious and vicious guy who scared her on the first day. The first tutoring session was really not a pleasant one. Jiang Yin looked fierce throughout the whole process, just like a real-life Rakshasa. After the incident, he also asked Duan Lingjiang to treat him to dinner as compensation. Since Duan Lingjiang had short hands, he bought him a bowl of wontons with the only two yuan and fifty cents left in his wallet. Two dollars and fifty cents, how about feeding a beggar? ? ? Looking at the clear soup in front of him, Jiang Yin's face became even more gloomy. - One day, Jiang Yin fell ill. Duan Lingjiang was entrusted by someone to take care of him. The gauze of the bedroom in the evening was fluttering, and the dim yellow fell on large areas of Jiang Yin's exposed skin, making even her eyelids burn red. Duan Lingjiang suddenly felt his heart beating like a pounding and his forehead felt hot. In their countryside, there are many shirtless men in summer. Is it possible that fever can be contagious? She forced down the chaos in her mind, swallowed, and leaned forward to feel his forehead. The next second, someone clamped his wrist. The moment he met Jiang Yin's gaze, Duan Lingjiang was so nervous that he couldn't stand still and fell straight onto him. I was caught off guard and was burned by his body. Then I opened my eyes and touched my nose, breathing staggered. The self in his dark eyes was stared at for an unknown length of time. Standing up and smoothing the messy and crooked skirt of his clothes, Duan Lingjiang was prepared to be scolded, but rarely, Jiang Yin said nothing. - Winter has arrived, but spring has not yet arrived. In the last semester of his senior year of high school, Duan Lingjiang transferred to another school. In just a few months, she traveled from city to city and lost contact with everyone. Even her memory was lost in a car accident. Only the photo in her wallet could remind her of her a little bit, which was better than nothing. Many years later, her friend's plane crashed, and her last wish was that she could recover. So, she used the money she had saved to go to the hospital for psychological consultation at a cost of 600 yuan an hour. In the elevator after finishing, Duan Lingjiang accidentally bumped into the man in the photo. Memories of the past came to mind one after another. She touched the menthol cigarettes he once loved to smoke in her pocket, mustered up her courage, and slowly said: "Well... Long time no see." Jiang Yin picked up the medical records that had fallen on the floor for her and read the contents blatantly. "I've been doing research in this area recently, are you willing to be my subject?" Free medical treatment(?) Duan Lingjiang nodded. Under Jiang Yin's guidance, Duan Lingjiang started desensitization therapy with one-hour daily video sessions and weekly meetings. It's just that Jiang Yin's signal didn't seem to be very good. Sometimes the video screen would suddenly go black, and it would take a long time to get a few hoarse responses. - In my senior year of high school, a girl transferred to my class. At first glance, Jiang Yin thought she was dull and stupid. At the second glance, Jiang Yin noticed her silly flailing hands while doing sign language. Those hands were two circles smaller than his, and the fingertips were covered with calluses. They looked rough just by looking at them. I didn't know what they felt like when they were touched. Later he found out that it was numb, and it stabbed all the way to his heart. Mission: Caring for classmates, friendship comes first