After the breakup, I brought glory to my family and country

054Please help me
"Then he still..."

Song Zhi paused, looking complicated.

Then he came to show off and wanted to protect me.

Zhou Ziyu's eyes deepened: "That's why I say he treats you differently from others."

Song Zhi's heart skipped a beat, and his eyes flickered.

"Maybe it's because he recognized you as his sister." Zhou Ziyu touched his chin, "That's how he is. He will protect a recognized person even if he risks his life, and the same is true for the promises he made. Sometimes I feel He is really stupid, he is already like this, and he still tries to act like a hero."

Song Zhi's eyes turned dull, and the corner of his mouth curled up with a hint of self-mockery.

Yes, it's just sister, Song Zhi, what are you wishing for?All he cares about is the promise he made in his childhood. You are nothing but a fool. How dare you think that you can be worthy of this proud man of heaven.

Zhou Ziyu looked at Jiang Yu and pursed his lips: "If you have nothing to do, I will take Jiang Yu back first. He needs a good rest now."

Song Zhi frowned a little deeper and said nothing.

Zhou Ziyu walked past her.

"Wait." Song Zhi said.

Zhou Ziyu stopped and turned to look at her.

Song Zhi turned his attention to Jiang Yu. He was as panicked as a child. He was sitting stiffly on the chair, his hands tightly clenching the corners of his clothes, and his head lowered in an attempt to hide himself.

This is not how he should be.

Song Zhi withdrew his gaze: "Do you want him to get rid of this nightmare?"

The tone was firm and not like a question.

The corners of Zhou Ziyu's lips trembled slightly: "I want to, why don't I want to. But do you think I haven't tried it? During the days when he was seriously ill, his parents and I tried all kinds of methods, including brain surgery, neurology, Top experts in the field of psychology have read it all over, and I even asked a goddess who is a great dancer, but it was all in vain."

Song Zhi stopped her eyes on his face: "Do you want to help him come out completely with me?"

Zhou Ziyu looked at her serious face and was slightly taken aback. Then he shook his head: "It's useless. We have tried many methods before but it backfired and made him more serious. We can't afford to gamble. Besides..." He hesitated. After thinking for a moment, he said, "He is doing well as he is now. As long as he is not exposed to triggers, he can live like a normal person."

When Song Zhi heard this, his face turned ugly and his voice became louder: "Are you really willing to let him be unable to hold his head up on the court for the rest of his life?"

Zhou Ziyu bit his lower lip and shook his head.

Song Zhi softened his tone: "I need you, please help me."

Zhou Ziyu's face was tense, the corners of his mouth were slightly drooped, and his fingers were tapping the seams of his pants rhythmically.

After a while, his eyes suddenly came together: "Okay."

"What do you want me to do?" His face was full of enthusiasm.

The corners of Song Zhi's mouth raised slightly: "Go back and wait for my news."

"it is good."

Zhou Ziyu turned around and went to the chair on the roadside, helping Jiang Yu up.

The two of them were walking on the road and passed by Li Muzi who was holding two 1.5 liter bottles of mineral water.

Looking at the familiar large bottle of mineral water, Zhou Ziyu subconsciously avoided it and touched his butt that was still slightly aching.

Li Muzi walked to the court and handed her the mineral water.

"Give."

Song Zhi lowered her eyes, staring at the ground and thinking about something. The sudden appearance of water in front of her eyes brought her back to her senses, and she took the water.

"Thank you."

After opening it, I didn't take a sip, so I closed the lid again and put it at my feet.

Li Muzi picked up the ball from the ground and handed it to her.

"What's wrong with you? Are you restless? Are you worried?" Song Zhi took the basketball, still looking at the ground, and threw it forward.

"Shh-"

The basketball scraped the net and entered the basket, a beautiful hollow ball.

Li Muzi: "..."

This accuracy is absolutely amazing.

"No."

Song Zhi ran to the basket, picked up the ball, put it next to the basketball stand, and looked towards Li Muzi.

"I'll leave if I have something else to do. I've transferred the money to you, so remember to collect it."

"It's just a bottle of mineral water. Why are you so polite? Hey, hey, Song Zhi, you didn't bring any water."

Seeing that Song Zhi was about to leave, Li Muzi hurriedly bent down to pick up the water she had boiled. When he got up again, he could only see her hurried back. He didn't respond even to her and kept walking forward.

Li Muzi shook his head and chuckled: "He said he had nothing to worry about."

-

Song Zhi returned to the dormitory, and it was pitch dark inside.

She raised her hand to turn on the light, and the originally blurry items became clearly visible under the light.

Song Zhi quickly walked to his seat, sat down, and turned on the computer.

She opened the browser and entered in the search bar: [How to treat mental disorders]

Several advertisements for psychiatric hospitals quickly popped up on the computer screen, and she rummaged down.

At this time, a sharp sound came from the door of the dormitory.

"What's so strange about that pair of shoes? Look at the clothes she wears all day long. You can tell she looks poor. Don't hang around her. She might be relying on you to borrow money one day. "

With a "click", the dormitory door was opened from the outside.

Gu Anran walked in first, and Su Chuchu followed her, but was blocked by Gu Anran. She did not see Song Zhi.

Su Chuchu closed the door with her back to the dormitory: "An Ran, you are right. Moreover, she has a draggy look on her face, her face is smelly and long, and she doesn't pay any attention to me. Talking to me is like asking her for money."

She turned around and saw Song Zhi sitting in the dormitory, with a snarky look on her face, her eyes wandering around uneasily, praying that Song Zhi didn't hear what they said.

Song Zhi's position was closest to the door. Just walk to the left after entering the door. She naturally heard their comments about her.

Su Chuchu laughed twice and stammered: "Song...Song Zhi, you came back really early today."

Song Zhi did not answer. His expressionless face reflected the white light of the computer screen, and he stared at the computer intently.

The smile on Su Chuchu's face was almost unbearable, and she cleared her throat to relieve the embarrassment of no response.

Gu Anran's sinister voice sounded: "Some people have great scores, but not everyone can take their word for it."

"Chu Chu, how could someone in this world vote not for their roommate, but for a boy they don't know? Do you think she is jealous that I can run for office?"

Not a single word of Gu Anran's words mentioned Song Zhi, but everything was about Song Zhi.

Su Chuchu saw that her hot face was pressed against her cold ass, and she completely ignored her roommates' friendship. She squinted and chimed in, "Why are there such people? She must be jealous that you are rich and good-looking, and she doesn't think twice about it." Weigh how much you weigh."

There seemed to be a natural barrier around Song Zhi, isolating them from the outside and searching for information on their own.

Gu Anran glanced at Song Zhi's computer and spat out word by word: "How to treat mental disorders."

He quickly looked away, a trace of mocking pride appeared on his face, and he rolled his eyes: "Why can any mentally ill person live in the dormitory? If one day he gets sick, wouldn't we be in danger?"

Song Zhi's finger stopped scrolling the mouse.

(End of this chapter)