The two went downstairs.
Cheng Yue pushed the electric car out and frowned when he saw his daughter standing beside him stupidly: "Where's the helmet?"
"Huh? Oh."
Huang Feifei quickly ran back to get it.
"It's two!"
Cheng Yue shouted from behind.
Seeing her daughter's figure disappearing around the corner of the corridor, the worry on her face became more obvious.
Every time she took her daughter out, she would help them pick up their helmets, and she never forgot them.
I actually forgot today.
Combined with the previous anomalies, it feels more and more wrong.
When Huang Feifei came down again, the two put on their helmets and rode on the electric bike.
Cheng Yue, who was in charge of riding the bicycle, looked through the rearview mirror and saw the calm face of his daughter in the back row, especially those emotionless eyes. His heart skipped a beat and he quickly looked away.
The daughter in my impression is not like this at all.
Every time I sat in the back seat of her electric car, I liked to look around. When I saw something interesting, I couldn't help but marvel, with a lively expression.
Unlike now, it feels old-fashioned and indifferent to the world, not like a young man at all.
"Oh my God, what the hell is going on?"
Cheng Yue was terrified.
She was still hesitant at first whether to tell her father, who was working out of town, about this, but now she suddenly regretted it.
If only I had told you earlier.
If something really went wrong, she might not be able to bear it alone.
…
Although Huang Feifei verbally promised her mother to go to the hospital to see a psychiatrist.
In fact, I have another thought in my heart.
Through the rearview mirror, I saw my mother Cheng Yue's expression, which was cold, stiff, and distant.
Huang Feifei was a little scared and subconsciously clenched her pants.
I don’t know since when, my mother seemed to be a different person. She felt like a stranger, without any warmth from before.
So much so that she didn't dare to speak loudly at home now.
At first she thought it was her imagination, but after a few days, her mother was like this, which really scared her. I wanted to ask what happened, but when I saw the cold gaze of those eyes, my heart went crazy and I gave up the idea instantly.
In short, she is living a very depressed life every day now, and she can't wait for school to start immediately, so that she can go back to school early so that she doesn't have to face that familiar yet unfamiliar face every day.
"Do you want to tell dad?"
Huang Feifei was panicked.
I always feel that it is not a good thing. It would be great if my father was here. He should be able to do something about it.
…
Wucheng People's Hospital.
Psychology department.
"Huang Feifei, right?"
The doctor in a white coat looked up at the mother and daughter who came in.
Well, it is normal for minors to come to see a doctor accompanied by their parents.
"I am."
Huang Feifei was a little nervous.
She is the kind of person who tends to avoid medical treatment. She has been in good health since she was a child. If she has any problems, she will be solved at a small community clinic. At most, she will get a sling bottle. She rarely comes to such a large hospital.
"Are you her guardian?"
"Yes, yes, hello, Dr. Gao, I am her mother."
Cheng Yue nodded repeatedly and said with a polite smile: "Their head teacher said that the child will be in his senior year of high school soon and may have a lot of psychological pressure. Let me relieve him. I wonder how I understand this. I saw other parents in the group saying that they are all The psychiatrist you found, I will register and come over. Please excuse me, Dr. Gao."
Dr. Gao smiled back: "There have indeed been many similar patients coming to see us recently. Some of them are parents who are overly worried, and some do have mild or even moderate depression, anxiety, etc. Well, what's bothering you recently? Something?"
The last question is about Huang Feifei.
Huang Feifei hesitated to speak and glanced at Cheng Yue who was standing next to her.
Dr. Gao observed the words and immediately said with a smile: "Mom, you can wait on the bench outside for a while and let me communicate with the child."
Cheng Yue hesitated for two seconds and nodded: "Okay."
When Cheng Yue went out, Dr. Gao smiled and said, "Did you have a conflict with mom?"
Huang Feifei shook her head and asked hesitantly in a low voice: "Can I trust you?"
"Of course, we are psychiatrists and we will keep all secrets for our patients."
After hearing this, Huang Feifei was still hesitant. Facing Dr. Gao's sincere gaze, she said coyly: "I just... I just feel that my mother seems weird lately."
"oh?"
Dr. Gao pretended to listen.
Huang Feifei looked back at the door and whispered: "She always stares at me when she has nothing to do, and her eyes and expression are very cold. It feels like she is a different person."
Doctor Gao said calmly: "Is it different from before?"
"It's very different. My mother was very kind to me in the past. She never looked down on me, let alone got angry. If I had any problems, I would always talk and communicate with her. I would tell her anything."
"Then has your mother done anything unusual recently, or what do you think is the cause?"
"have no idea."
Huang Feifei shook her head blankly, "It just suddenly became like this."
Dr. Gao asked some other questions.
Judging from the little girl's answer, it is difficult to draw a conclusion for the time being, as the information is a bit lacking.
The good news is that at least he wasn't lying and was willing to communicate.
However, it is certain that the little girl's condition is somewhat abnormal, and it may be a mental problem.
…
Dr. Gao planned to call Cheng Yue in to ask some questions.
In fact, many times, parents' psychological problems are much more serious than their children's, but they don't think so.
"Hello, Huang Feifei's mother, I have just learned a little bit about the situation with your daughter, and I still have some questions that need to be consulted."
Dr. Gao looked into the eyes of the woman in front of him: "Has your daughter done anything unusual recently?"
Cheng Yue looked worried: "She gets up very early every morning to sing Cantonese opera, but when I asked her, she had no impression at all and said she had just woken up."
"Doctor, is my daughter schizophrenic? Or is she suffering from an evil spirit? I now suspect that there is another soul in her body. She has never been exposed to Cantonese opera before and is not interested in it, let alone can sing."
Doctor Gao: "..."
Why do you feel that neither mother nor daughter is normal?
…
After coming out of the hospital, neither mother nor daughter spoke.
Dr. Gao just said something to them respectively, and then told them to come for follow-up consultation at the same time next week.
Doesn't it seem like a big problem?
Or is this doctor's level limited?
Cheng Yue sighed inwardly, thought for a moment, and said, "It's still early, let's go for a walk in the park, and then stop by the supermarket to buy some food later."
"Oh." Huang Feifei had no objection.
In fact, taking a walk is just an excuse.
In Rose Lake Park, there are many Cantonese opera lovers performing here every Saturday and Sunday.
Sure enough, when I first arrived here, I heard someone singing Cantonese opera in the distance.
Huang Feifei's ears suddenly stood up.
Cheng Yue parked the car and walked over there pretending to be casual.
In a pavilion by the lake, there was a group of retired uncles and aunts singing enthusiastically. They had two string instruments, bamboo fiddles, gaolhus, coconut husks, flutes, canto cymbals, high-sided gongs and other instruments. There was no sound at all. Lose professional theater troupe.
Huang Feifei couldn't move her feet directly and stared straight into her eyes.
Seeing this scene, Cheng Yue became increasingly worried.
She felt that that existence must have affected her daughter. Although it was not clear whether it was good or bad at the moment, it would be difficult to say if it dragged on for a long time.
…
After singing the scene, Huang Feifei took the initiative to step forward.
There are all kinds of retired old men and women here. She is a little girl dressed as a student, so she naturally attracts attention.
It immediately attracted a lot of attention.
"Hello, can I come?" Huang Feifei asked politely.
The old lady with snow-white hair who just sang Wenwu Sheng was surprised: "You can sing?"
"I know a little."
"Okay, what do you want to sing?"
""Zhaojun Leaving the Fortress", is that okay?"
As soon as this statement came out, the Cantonese opera lovers present were immediately surprised.
"Zhaojun goes out of the country" is not a simple song.
But since the little girl said it, let’s give it a try. It’s entertainment in nature anyway, so you can sing whatever you want. It doesn’t matter if you don’t sing well. You should encourage the newcomers and the younger generations.
Music starts.
Wang Zhaojun, played by Huang Feifei, sang:
"Today I am alone with my pipa in my arms~"
"Complain all your sorrows~"
"Sigh and say goodbye to my hometown~"
An expert will know if there is one as soon as he takes action.
As soon as she opened her mouth, everyone present widened their eyes.
ha?
This is what you said, a little bit?
If you only know a little bit, then everyone here is not even getting started.
Don't underestimate this group of retired old men and women. Among them, there are former official members of the Cantonese Opera Troupe.
Suddenly I was curious, when did Wucheng produce such an excellent Cantonese opera actress?
Whose disciple is this? !
Cheng Yue, who was not far away, stared at this scene blankly. This was the first time she saw her daughter singing Cantonese opera with her own eyes.
It's just that the girl in front of her who looks the same as her daughter has a completely different temperament at the moment.
Definitely not the same person!
(End of chapter)
