Chapter 194 194 [Ding Yi's painting]
Ding Yi's father returned to the community to find his benefactor, and added a lot of new material to the incident of jumping from the building.
"It turned out that something happened to his family, so it's no wonder. His family is extremely strict with children, and no one in the whole community can compare with them. Parents look at their children like prisoners, and let them stay until three o'clock in the morning every day. Such harshness, children It’s no wonder there’s nothing wrong.”
"Children are human beings, so it's okay to force them like this. Look at this good child, who is forced to become mentally ill. These parents are really too cruel. They care about their own glory and ancestors, and they don't care about their children's life or death."
"Hey, what a pity that the children are all in Tsinghua University, and they just got this disease. So, there are times in life, and there is always time in life. Don't force it. People, you still have to learn to be content."
Everyone in the community talked about it, and it would naturally reach Song Qian's ears.
"What, Ding Yi committed suicide?! No way?" When Song Qian went to the supermarket in the afternoon, she happened to meet Wang Yidi's mother. During the chat, she was surprised when she heard the news.
"It's true, Teacher Song." Yidi's mother nodded and said, "At noon, when his father came to the community to find a life-saving benefactor, he admitted it himself."
"That's why, this kid is doing well, why did he commit suicide?" Song Qian asked puzzled, "I remember this year's college entrance examination, he did well in the exam, and he even went to Tsinghua University's finance department."
"According to his father, it's because they are usually too strict. Ding Yi wanted to go to the University of Geosciences, but the couple refused to let him go. They insisted that he apply for the Finance Department of Tsinghua University.
As a result, the child felt awkward, and this knot could not be solved. After going to school, I suffered from insomnia every day, and couldn't sleep all night, which deteriorated into severe depression.
People who suffer from this disease feel that life is meaningless, and that death is a relief. So he went up to the rooftop last night and wanted to jump off the stairs..." Yidi's mother said vividly.
Hiss! Song Qian gasped when she heard this.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the child is not dead." Yidi's mother waved her hand and smiled.
"Oh~" Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief again.
"He met a kind-hearted man, saw that he was going to commit suicide, tied him up, and then called the police for him." Yidi's mother explained, "Didn't you hear the sirens in the neighborhood last night? ?”
"I heard it, I heard it, but I didn't think about it." Song Qian waved her hand and said, "Hey, who would have thought that this child would commit suicide."
"You're right. I searched the Internet and found that I have this disease, which can't be seen on the surface at all, just like a normal person. But there is something wrong with my brain. I only think about bad things every day, and I don't think about good things. I just feel like I'm alive. It's boring." Yidi's mother explained,
"In recent years, many celebrities have committed suicide due to this disease. And I also heard that in Chunfeng Middle School, there are children who have this disease due to excessive pressure, and are now hospitalized for treatment.
So as parents, don't be too strict with your children. If the child is really forced to get sick, even if he is admitted to Tsinghua University, he will not be able to get in, so why bother. "
Hearing what she said, Song Qian couldn't help beeping in her heart.
Is she too strict with Yingzi? If she is forced to take the Tsinghua University exam and not allowed to go to Jinling University, will it also drive her out of illness? !
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Thinking of this, Song Qian lost her mind about shopping, hurriedly ended the conversation, and hurried home.
As soon as I got home downstairs, I saw Ding Yi's father.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, why are you here? Is the child okay?" She cheered up and greeted.
"Thank God, nothing serious happened to the child." Papa Ding nodded.
"That's good, that's good." Song Qian nodded repeatedly, "By the way, how did the child get sick? Is it really because of too strict control?"
"Oh, what should I do now, can it be cured?" Song Qian asked quickly.
"If it can't be cured, it will have to be cured." Dad Ding wiped away his tears and said, "This is what our husband and wife did, and we have to spend our whole life to pay it back.
Mr. Song, I really regret it now. If I knew it earlier, why would I force him to take the Tsinghua and Peking University exams? Children should be content if they are healthy and happy. well! "
Song Qian felt even more apprehensive when she heard what he said.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, don't feel too guilty." She comforted, "Would you like to come home and have a glass of water."
"No need, Mr. Song, I'm actually here to wait for you." Papa Ding waved his hand.
"Wait for me?! Is there anything else?" Song Qian asked puzzled.
"That's right, Ding Yi told me that he left a letter in the house we rented last year, which said what he wanted to say to us." Ding's father explained, "I would like to ask for your help. , tell the current tenant to find that letter, okay?"
Song Qian hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I'll take you to ask. I have no problem, but I'm afraid the tenant will not like it."
"I understand, I understand." Papa Ding nodded.
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Song Qian immediately brought Papa Ding to Ji's house, and gently rang the doorbell.
A moment later, Ji Yangyang's mother Liu Jing opened the door.
"Hey, Teacher Song, hello." Liu Jing smiled and said, "What do you want?"
"Sister Liu, let me introduce you first. This is Mr. Ding, who was the former tenant of this house." Song Qian introduced, "His son Ding Yi, who I mentioned to you, is the kid who was admitted to Tsinghua University .”
"Oh, that's amazing, Mr. Ding is so lucky." Liu Jing said enviously when she heard it.
"No, no, no, don't say that." Papa Ding waved his hands quickly.
"Sister Liu, the matter is like this..." Song Qian then told the ins and outs of the matter.
"Oh, this is really... ouch." Liu Jing sighed after hearing this.
"Sister Liu, could it be convenient for Mr. Ding to come in and look for it." Song Qian said again.
"Of course, of course." Liu Jing nodded immediately, "Please come in, please come in."
"Thank you, thank you, you are really a good person." Mr. Ding thanked without saying a word, then went into the house after changing his shoes.
"We have rearranged the house and cleared out a lot of things. I don't know if the letter is included in the package." Liu Jing said embarrassedly.
"My son said that the letter was in the small bedroom." Dad Ding said, "Can you take me there."
"Yes, but my son Yang Yang lives in that house now, and he has a lot of odds and ends there. Let's be careful when looking for it." Liu Jing reminded.
"Of course, of course." Papa Ding nodded, and then everyone came to Yang Yang's bedroom.
After a careful search, they found a painting with a strange image in the tutorial book left by Ding Yi.
(end of this chapter)