Why did he leave the country?-2

Although Louis and I made up, my lawless character didn't do much to curb it, though.

In the second semester, a baseball tournament was organised at school, with the same grade competing, and it was restricted to boys. Unfortunately, our class batsman was suffering from gastroenteritis and diarrhoea for a few days, so I filled in during training.

We trained until the eve of the game, and I developed strong friendships with several of the boys in the baseball game. Then the game started, the batters came back, and a few of them made it all the way to the finals, and I took crazy pictures on the sidelines, carrying the DSLR camera provided by my homeroom teacher.

In the end, our class won the grade championship, but the school forum was full of rumours that our class was playing dirty, playing behind the back, and that the championship was not deserved.

I was so angry that I had a battle with some people in the forum, and finally those people said, "If you are not satisfied with the result of the match, let's have a fight in reality."

The location of the fight was in the willow forest behind the playground, I majestically prepared to go to the appointment like a general, but was dragged by Louis: "You go to get killed?"

I waved my fist defiantly, "How do you know I can't beat them?"

Louis sneered and took a step towards me.

I subconsciously took a step back, my aura instantly weakened, whispering, "They are too much ... We got the championship by winning the match fair and square, why should we be rumoured by them?"

"Faye, do you know who those few people who argued with you are?"

Louis' voice was cold and creepy. I shrank my neck and subconsciously shook my head.

He laughed: ''Two senior sports students, tall and big, now that the examination is over, the school can't even control them, are you going to get yourself killed?''

Why would senior sports students want to control our senior games?

Louis could see the confusion on my face and said lightly, "The little batsman we played with in the finals was the 'disciple' that those two took on."

It dawned on me, but in my heart, I was not convinced, and I looked at Louis, wanting to say something.

After all, if I insisted on going to the appointment, I didn't know what kind of crazy things Louis would do.

He was silent for a moment, and said softly, "I'll handle this matter, you go to the canteen to eat first."

I didn't know exactly how Louis dealt with it, anyway, the next day, I heard that there were two gym students in the senior class who were suspended for two weeks because of fighting and brawling. After they came back, they didn't bother me again.

At that time, I was too young to understand what Louis had done, but now that I think about it, Louis should have gone to the appointment on his own and notified the teacher before doing so.

It was that "disciple" who came to block me in front of our class, and was finally kicked out by some brothers from the baseball team.

It was also at that time that I realised with a jolt that since the reunion, he had been the one protecting me and cleaning up my mess.

I had finally settled down a lot and used all my excessive energy on my studies.

I thought Louis and I would stay like this forever, but to my surprise, after the second semester of my senior year started, I saw Louis and Lily from the next class in the school's studio for art students.

Lily was an art student and was exceptionally good looking and had a good personality. Her hair is a light rose brown, let the sunlight, a little pink purple.

She was holding a brush, and after half a day of serious painting on the easel, her hands were dyed with paint, so she turned her head sideways and gently called out to Luis.

Louis, who was originally leaning against the window, immediately returned to his senses and took a wet towel to wipe her hands.

I pondered in my mind for a while, thinking that since I was a good brother I couldn't delay Louis' happiness, and withdrew at light speed.

The little bit of sadness that sporadically surfaced in my heart was also forcibly put behind me.

"Here it is."

Louis' cold, raspy voice jerked me abruptly out of my memory.

I slammed on the brakes, turned my head to look at the palm of his hand, and realised that the blood near the wound had already dried slightly, and hurriedly looked for a place to park my car, and took him all the way into the hospital.

As a rich man, Louis didn't have the habit of carrying a health insurance card with him, so I could only use cash to register him and take him to the wound.

The doctor took a cotton ball dipped in alcohol to clean up the blood, but also used tweezers to clip out the broken glass ballast in the wound, on the medicine, and finally said that the wound is a little inflamed, it is best to play tetanus and then go to lose some anti-inflammatory drugs.

Louis lowered his eyes and faintly said, "No need."

'He's always like this, he doesn't care about his life'

"It has to be," I ignored his plea, "Doctor, you write the order, I'll go downstairs and pay the bill."

Never in a million years did I expect to bump into Louis' friend Henry in the lobby when I was going downstairs to pay my bill.

This young master had a petite little girl with him, and when he saw me he even took the initiative to greet me, "Hey, who's that."

"... My name is Faye."

"Oh yes, Fay Yu, you are l Louis' sweetheart well, I know, it's just that the name is a bit hard to remember." Henry looked at me with a warm smile, "You're here, are you sick?"

I hesitated, "Not me, it's Louis, he's a little ... uncomfortable."

Because I wasn't sure if Henry knew about Kiyan's past condition, I subconsciously didn't want to tell him about his injury.

With the general environment still prejudiced against people with bipolar disorder, I wasn't very keen on letting Louis take that risk.

However, while I was vague, Henry's expression became serious.

He turned his head and said a couple of words to the girl beside him, and took out a card, coaxing the person away first, before he looked up, straight at me, ''Louis him, is his condition relapsing again?''

Seeing my stunned face, Henry let out a soft laugh, "Didn't Louis tell you how he and I met?"

I shook my head.

''He and my mother were sick friends and lived in the same nursing home when we were abroad.''

Henry turned his head to look around him, people were coming and going in the outpatient hall, it seemed that no matter what time of day it was, places associated with life and death were never cold. Every moment in this world, there are people living and dying; people suffering from illnesses and pains, and people gradually healing.

When I was in high school, I also witnessed Louis having a seizure on several occasions.

He wasn't a talker, he was gentle and quiet in the eyes of others, but when he had a seizure, he would keep talking over and over again about how much he hated his father and how much he resented his mother, whom he had never even met, and then he would find a nearby sharp object and slice and stab it through his arm.

Strangely enough, although I grew up with a big grin, I have a strong ability to empathise, so I could clearly feel the bitterness and misery in Louis' heart

There was even a time when he stood in front of me, carrying a blood-stained compass, and looked at me with a sullen gaze.

I didn't say a word, snatched the compass with my chopping hand, and brought the man to the infirmary for bandaging.

Louis trusted me, he never hid his emotions in front of me, and I hid it so well that by the time he left the country in his senior year of high school, no one but me knew that he had been sick for the past few years.

"Louis left the country at that time because his condition was already very serious, and the doctor suggested that he should leave the familiar environment at home and try a new place. But after he left the country, his original number was deactivated and he didn't reply to WeChat or emails, so I thought he wouldn't come back."

"He didn't return because there was no way to return to you." Henry's lips were adorned with a hint of a mocking smile, how it looked cold, "Faye, like my mother, Louis' condition is too serious, to avoid stimulating emotions, communication devices are not allowed to be used. In addition to taking medication every day, when the condition is serious, it needs to be supplemented with electric shock treatment."

The words "Electroshock" pierced into my eardrums and my brain buzzed.

I looked at Henry in front of me and couldn't tell if there was pity or mockery in his eyes.

Louis ...

"Don't think he's gone abroad to enjoy his happiness, it's true that foreign students are full of uneducated foppish kids, but Louis is certainly not. He's had a pretty rough life, in order to fight his dad, he took two years to finish his four years of credits, and paid a great price to create the jewellery company he has now."

Henry paused, and my heart hung high.

"The only thing keeping Louis alive, other than getting back at his dad, is probably just coming back to see you."

I opened my mouth and found that I couldn't say a single word, my heart felt like it had been sprinkled with a handful of crushed ice beads by someone, rubbing them into my flesh and blood, rolling them in cold and pain.

I couldn't help but think about the reason he left the country that year.

His father never cared for him all this time, and his stepmother has been setting him up in all sorts of ways.

I'd seen his dad come to school a few times during the school year, and every time, Louis would argue with his dad

Henry let out a laugh, "Come on, I'll go with you to see Louis."

"... What about the girl who was with you just now? What is she here for?"

Henry said lightly, "Abortion, she can go alone, it's not her first time anyway."

I held my tongue for a long time before I could get the phrase "scum" out of my mouth.

When he entered the lift, Henry turned his head to look at me and suddenly revealed a smirk, ''The few children she carried before, none of them were mine. This time, if she hadn't tied holes in the set herself and tried to force a marriage, she wouldn't have had a child either."

"Faye, put away your cheap sympathy, the adult world has its own rules, I'm not Louis."

He's mocking me, this guy is really too annoying

He tilted his head to look at me with a cold smile in his eyes and walked out first. As it turned out, because he didn't know where Louis' hospital room was, after taking two steps, he could only stand silently in the same place and wait for me.

I snorted coldly and didn't stop for half a second as I passed by him.

When I entered, Louis was sitting in a chair by the window, looking out of it with his head tilted.

The light swept past his beautiful face, falling in deep and light shadows, his eyelashes lowered, making me unable to see the emotions under his eyes.

Hearing the movement, he turned his head to look over, and when he saw Henry behind me, his brows furrowed, "Why are you here?"

Henry's lips picked up a little arc: ''I heard you were injured, came to see you.''

Louis pursed his lips and stopped paying attention to him and just rushed over to me, ''Faye, come here.''