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Chapter 54

In addition to the decline in sleep quality, Xu Jiangtong's appetite also visibly decreased, and his body soon fell into a state of overload.

Even if the alarm clock is turned off, the body still follows the work and rest habits formed over the years every morning, and will naturally wake up before seven o'clock.He didn't sleep well all night, and Xu Jiangtong woke up with a terrible headache and didn't have the energy to get up to work.

For people who are accustomed to self-discipline, lying in bed for a day is tantamount to slow suicide.

In just a few days, Xu Jiangtong felt that his memory had seriously declined. Sometimes after reading a passage, he could not remember the content clearly after closing the book, as if he did not go through his brain when doing things.

He had to take two weeks off from school.Seeing that a week has passed, but his body has not improved at all, Xu Jiangtong's emotions are a little out of control.

Tao Xihong skipped school and slept with him every day until he woke up early in the morning, and then went out to make breakfast.

Xu Jiangtong hid in the quilt and cried alone while he was away, feeling like he had returned to the winter when he first arrived in Russia.At that time, my condition was more serious than now, and I was not used to the climate, so I often lay in bed for a whole day without eating or drinking.As a result, my studies were delayed and I was almost dismissed by the school.

This state made him extremely uneasy.

Although Tao Xihong didn't say it clearly, he knew what happened when he came out of the bedroom with red eyes.

He cooked a table of dishes for Xu Jiangtong. Xu Jiangtong only picked vegetables and ate no meat.

Tao Xihong didn't know how to persuade him, and Xu Jiangtong didn't want to say that it was because of the psychological shadow left by being tied up with the corpse. The atmosphere at the dinner table was extremely dull.

After dinner, Xu Jiangtong nestled on the sofa to change the courseware. After Tao Xihong cleared the dining table, he sat in the living room to accompany him.

"You haven't had class these days?"

"There were few classes in the first four weeks." Tao Xihong looked at the densely packed schedule and lied without changing his face.

Xu Jiangtong raised his eyebrows: "It seems that he is a professional student who skipped classes."

"You just control me." Tao Xihong admitted with a playful smile, "I didn't expect to control a boyfriend, did you?"

Xu Jiangtong was noncommittal and continued to read the courseware.When preparing lessons before, his outline was very simple. Now that he is recovering from a serious illness, his response is much slower, and many details cannot be connected.

He can only reorganize the outline and string together words to ensure that he will not make mistakes in class.

Skipping class is skipping class, Tao Xihong did not dare to skip the training of the volleyball team, and would obediently go back to school to play every night.Xu Jiangtong used this time to chat with the psychiatrist.

This doctor is an old acquaintance with him. Later, when Xu Jiangtong went abroad to study, he would also consult him regularly online.

After connecting to the video, Xu Jiangtong briefly talked about the recent situation.It took more than ten days for a person to digest it before he had the courage to mention this matter to others.

"You recovered much better than I expected." The doctor praised after listening, "Are you going to get a new mailbox?"

Xu Jiangtong hugged the cushion and buried half of his face in the pillow: "This information is public. If I send him another time, it will give him a sense of accomplishment. The most important thing now is to make him pay for his actions."

"You haven't given up on this?"

"Mental illness should not be a reason to exonerate the crime. Even if he is really sick, he should still obey the law if he remains awake during the crime." Xu Jiangtong shrank on the sofa, as if he still had lingering fears, but his tone was firm.

The doctor chatted with him for a while, and told him about medication and diet.

"Is your work going well recently? I feel that you are in a relaxed state." Before the consultation ended, the doctor asked suddenly.

"That's right." Xu Jiangtong smiled embarrassedly, "I met someone who understands me."

"Such a high evaluation?"

"He's the first." Xu Jiangtong's eyes brightened a little, and there was a little childish showing off in his tone.

Chatting with a professional doctor was not that painful. After hanging up the phone, Xu Jiangtong felt a lot more relaxed.

He opened a can for Tela, warmed himself a glass of milk, and sat on the plush rug in the living room to play with the dog.

When Tao Xihong came back, Xu Jiangtong was making out with his big marshmallow.Xu Jiangtong sat barefoot on the ground with a cushion in his arms, and Tela lay beside him, her snow-white tail sweeping rhythmically at his ankles.

Seeing that Tela took his place again, Tao Xihong put down his schoolbag and cut pettyly: "Want to have supper?"

"I just drank milk." Xu Jiangtong got up and sat back on the sofa, "Why don't you wash some fruit for me."

"Okay," Tao Xihong put away the glasses on the coffee table and walked to the kitchen, "You seem to be in a good mood today."

"I straightened out the content of the courseware, and I should be able to go back to school next week."

"But you still can't eat." Tao Xihong was worried about his health.

"It's okay, there are so many vegetarians in the world, don't they live well?" Xu Jiangtong leaned lazily on the back of the chair, "I just have no appetite for the time being."

"Don't be brave, if you feel uncomfortable, send me a message." Tao Xihong came out with a bowl of strawberries.

Xu Jiangtong tasted it contentedly, then picked up another one and stuffed it into Tela's mouth.

Tela snorted happily when he saw the red and pink fresh fruit, tilted his head and began to eat with relish.

"You don't even feed me!" Tao Xihong's vinegar jar suddenly overturned, and he sat down next to him.

Xu Jiangtong snickered by eating fruit, and handed him a strawberry: "How's your training going?"

"It's not bad. I've got the qualifying spot in Jingzhou. I'm going to play against schools in other provinces next week."

"Want me to come and see?"

"Of course." Tao Xihong answered excitedly, half of the strawberry almost fell out of his mouth.

"But when it comes to volleyball, I have a game I like very much saved in my mobile phone. Does Mr. Jiang want to watch it?"

Xu Jiang thought it was too early, so he turned on the TV.Tao Xihong turned on the Bluetooth and cast the game on the screen.

It was the bronze medal match for the men's volleyball team in the last Olympic Games.

Seeing the names of the two teams, Xu Jiangtong pondered: "I have an impression of this game."

"Let's see first." Tao Xihong smiled mysteriously.

Hearing this, Xu Jiangtong picked up the pillow, leaned on the sofa with a fruit plate, and watched the game intently.

As a world-renowned team, Country F's performance in the opening game was very unsatisfactory. Not to mention frequent serving and losing points, the team's strongest main attack was suppressed by the opponent's tactics, which greatly weakened the team's offensive ability.

Xu Jiangtong had a strong sense of substitution, and unconsciously put down the plate, and was not in the mood to eat fruit.Seeing that the second pass had randomly shifted a near-tennis ball to the fourth position, he shouted anxiously: "This ball is not passed correctly."

"Then how should we deal with it?"

"Just rub the ball in the second pass." Xu Jiangtong replied without thinking.

The so-called rubbing is to use the palm of the hand to give the ball a topspin force at the moment of impact, and the ball will swing by about 10 degrees, making it difficult for the opponent to judge the landing point, which is even more difficult to catch than a lob.

Tao Xihong laughed angrily when he heard the words: "If I am the counterattack, I will be pissed off by you sooner or later."

"The pass is not deceptive enough, so what is it called a setter?" Xu Jiangtong looked at him proudly, "Anyway, my round in the front row was an invisible attacker."

"It seems that you are enjoying the process of playing the side attack?" Tao Xihong scratched his waist maliciously.

"I..." Xu Jiang fell on Tao Xihong with his head, and he held his shoulders again, his cheeks flushed, "Don't you like blocking the net?"

"I like it," Tao Xihong held him in his arms like teasing a cat, "but blocking the ball passed by Teacher Xiaojiang will give you a sense of accomplishment."

"So when will you fully recover? I really want to watch the scenery on the three-meter line with you."

"As soon as possible." Xu Jiangtong took a lot of effort to sit upright again.

On the field, the third game was already halfway through, country F lost two games in a row, and now fell behind the opponent by 5 points. Obviously, the general situation was over.In the auditorium, the fans of country B are waving the national flag excitedly, beating gongs and drums, it seems that the outcome is a foregone conclusion.

But under such a disadvantage, the country F team suddenly started to catch up.The players especially cherish every moment of touching the ball. Libero strictly guards against sticking to the ground, flying to save the ball again and again, even ignoring the risk of hitting the billboard, and hitting the ball back into the court.The setters are no longer in disorder, and the attackers are actively running, smashing, blocking, and covering, just like the last gear that drives the machine to work, and the whole team starts to run quickly.

Faced with their fierce offensive, country B, which had a chance to win, was instantly shattered, and began to lose points one after another.

"It's amazing." Xu Jiangtong was dumbfounded.

"I think the most classic part of this game is that country F bottomed out and rebounded when the opponent was approaching the match point and it was almost impossible to come back." Tao Xihong said, "Perhaps in the eyes of the audience, this is just a bronze medal game However, for the players from country F, this medal means far more than No.3."

Having not played together for a long time, Xu Jiangtong has forgotten how serious he is, and now he is fascinated by his deep and calm eyes.

He remembered what he had said to the therapist a few hours ago—he was the first person to understand me, and felt that this description was indeed apt.

"Are you comforting me?"

"It's also encouraging myself." Tao Xihong smiled absent-mindedly, "It seems to be the first time to share something I like with you."

He also hopes that one day, he will represent the national team in a stadium that accommodates tens of thousands of people, listen to the noise of the crowd, watch the grand occasion of the crowd, and then win their trophy under the bright spotlight.

Xu Jiangtong vaguely guessed his thoughts, held his hand and patted it a few times: "You will have that day too."

"Huh?" Tao Xihong straightened his body with an ambiguous nasal voice, and looked down at him, "Mr. Xiaojiang must be responsible for all of that."

Xu Jiangtong unconsciously lowered his head, as if a hot wet kiss was about to fall on his forehead in the next second, but was ruthlessly interrupted by the sudden ringtone of the mobile phone.

Xu Jiangtong came back to his senses, and when he saw the note on the caller ID, his face suddenly became solemn.

Pressing the answer button, a familiar Italian sounded in my ears: "Master, according to the conditions you gave, we have already screened out possible candidates, and there are only three candidates in total."

"Okay," Xu Jiangtong breathed out, "how is the painting going?"

"Already done."

"Send me all the materials." After a pause for a few seconds, Xu Jiangtong glanced at Tao Xihong who was sitting aside and couldn't understand anything, and added, "Prepare another copy in Chinese."

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