quickly transmigration bl : cute devil

Arc 9. 8 : He has bipolar disorder

In a certain sense, Wei Changxiu did not care too much about his illness. Even if he suffered from all kinds of different eyes because of this disease, he could not do life like a normal person on weekdays.

However, these days, the boss turned to the normal state and began to actively contact foreign doctors, and even make an appointment for treatment. This made Wei Ming amazed. He intuitively said that this was because he was a young boy, so he was more respectful to him.

Qing Yun did not take Wei Ming’s warning seriously. His attention was only on the man’s state today, and then he asked two sentences and took his bag into the study.

Seeing the figure of the teenager through the single-sided glass on the screen, Wei Changxiu looked harsh and even a gloomy expression finally eased a little. He leaned against the bed and extinguished the tobacco in his hand. He said with a low voice: "Where?"

But when the sound is exported, the man brings an unconscious softness.

"Nothing, it is just back home." Qing Yun put his bag on the side, took out the piano, and asked, "Do you want to listen to the piano?"

"I heard that you have a lot of homework today." Wei Chang shook his head. His eyes swept over the clocks on the table. Today, the boy returned thirty-two minutes and six seconds later than usual.

Come back home? What happened to the family to hold him?

When Chang Weichang was in a state of depression, there was no turning in his thoughts. Because he did not even have the ** survival, how could he consider other things?

But now it is different. He can turn a blind eye to everything else, but he can't ignore the slight exception of the boy.

Seeing his status is okay, Qingyun did not insist on playing the piano. The man’s current situation is not good, and he has a lot to do with the old wounds in his soul. His piano sound can’t solve the problem fundamentally, because this idiot will not absorb the energy carried in his piano sound as before. Instead, he will give back some energy to him by the sound of the piano.

This made Qingyun very troubled. He thought that he should quickly become famous, and then held several charity concerts in the name of men to accumulate some faith in men.

Qingyun opened the music box and put the sound of the piano he had recorded before. However, he opened the bag and tried to do his homework. Although he is already a college student, his tutor is very close to the morning and the present, so his attitude towards him has always been bad. Today, Chen Yu is inexplicably more A paper to write.

Looking at the juvenile on the desk on the side, quietly flipping through the book to find the literature, Wei Changxiu sullen for an afternoon, the mood slowly improved.

His expression became quiet and quiet, and he didn't know why, even if he was separated by a screen, he could only calm his mood in the air as soon as he noticed that the boy was by his side, and the anxiety that had been hovering in his brain was also comforted.

The teenager is like his half body. Wei Changxiu feels that only by finding him, he is complete.

Slowly, Wei Changjian had the feeling of handling the work. He sat on the sofa next to him and looked at the documents at hand.

The atmosphere in the study is warm and quiet, the sound of typing when the teenager writes the thesis, and the sound of the book in the sand, make Wei Changxiu feel happy and beautiful, he even wants to stop the time forever at this time, let him slightly side The head can see the figure of the teenager.

However, the voice of the outside housekeeper’s announcement soon interrupted Wei’s thoughts: “Young master, the master of the family wants to see you.”