Ding Yi's father returned to the community to look for his benefactor, adding a lot of new information to the jumping off building incident.
"It turns out that something happened to his family. It's no wonder. His family is extremely strict with their children. No one in the whole community can compare with them. The parents treat their children like prisoners and make them go to school at three in the morning every day. Such harshness, the children It would be strange if nothing happens."
"Children are human beings, so there's no point in forcing them like this. Look at this good child who is forced to become mentally ill. These parents are so cruel. They only care about their own ancestors and don't care about the life and death of their children."
"Hey, what a pity that the child went to Tsinghua University and got this disease. So, there is a time in life that must be there, but there is no time in life, so don't force it. People, you still have to learn to be content."
Everyone in the community was talking about it, and it would naturally reach Song Qian's ears.
"What, Ding Yi committed suicide?! That's not possible, right?" When Song Qian went to the supermarket in the afternoon, she happened to meet Wang Yidi's mother. During the chat, she was shocked to learn the news.
"It's true, Teacher Song." Yidi's mother nodded and said, "His father admitted it himself when he came to the community to look for his savior at noon."
"Why is that? This kid is so good, why did he commit suicide?" Song Qian asked in confusion, "I remember that he did well in the college entrance examination this year, and he went to the finance department of Tsinghua University."
"According to his father, it was because they were usually too strict. Ding wanted to go to the University of Geosciences, but the couple refused to let him go and insisted that he apply for the Department of Finance at Tsinghua University.
As a result, the child felt awkward and could not get rid of this knot. After going to school, I suffered from insomnia every day and could not sleep all night long, which worsened into severe depression.
People suffering from this disease feel that life is meaningless and death is the only way to escape. So last night he went up to the rooftop and wanted to jump off the building..." Yidi's mother said vividly.
hiss! Song Qian took a deep breath when she heard this.
"Don't be afraid, don't be afraid, the child is not dead." Yidi's mother waved her hands and smiled.
"Oh~" Song Qian breathed a sigh of relief again.
"He met a kind-hearted person. Seeing that he was about to commit suicide, he tied him up and then called the police for him." Yidi's mother explained, "The police siren in the community was so loud last night, didn't you hear it? ?”
"I heard it, I heard it, but I didn't think about it." Song Qian waved her hands and said, "Hey, who would have thought that this child would commit suicide."
"That's right. I checked online and found out that you have this kind of disease. You can't see it on the surface. It's just like a normal person. But there's something wrong with your brain. I think about bad things every day and don't think about good things. I 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 contracted this disease due to excessive stress and are now hospitalized.
So we parents should not be too harsh on our children. If you really force your child to get sick, he won't be able to get into Tsinghua University, so why bother. "
When Song Qian heard what she said, she couldn't help but trembled in her heart.
Is she too strict with Yingzi? If she is not allowed to go to Tsinghua University or Jinling University, will it also force her to get sick? !
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Thinking of this, Song Qian had no intention of shopping anymore, so she hurriedly ended the conversation and hurried back home.
As soon as he arrived downstairs, he met Ding Yi's father.
"Hey, Mr. Ding, why are you here? Is the child okay?" She quickly cheered up and asked.
"Thank God, nothing serious happened to the child." Ding's father nodded.
"That's good, that's good." Song Qian nodded repeatedly, "By the way, how did the child get the disease? Is it really because the control is too strict?"
"Yes." Ding's father nodded sadly, "The doctor said that we put too much pressure on the child, and he had nowhere to vent so he could only keep it in his heart. It became more and more painful and awkward, and finally... It became depression.”
"Oh, what should we do now? Can it be cured?" Song Qian asked quickly.
"It needs to be cured even if it can't be cured." Ding's father wiped his tears and said, "This is a sin we have done as a couple, and we will have to spend our lives repaying it.
Teacher Song, I really regret it now. If I had known, I would have forced him to take the exam at Tsinghua University or Peking University. If your children can be healthy and happy, you should be content. well! "
Song Qian felt even more worried 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, Teacher Song. In fact, I'm here just to wait for you." Ding's father waved his hand.
"Wait for me?! Is there anything else?" Song Qian asked in confusion.
"It's like this. Ding Yi told me that he left a letter in the house we rented last year. He wrote something he wanted to say to us." Ding's father explained, "I want to ask you to help me." , tell the current tenant to find that letter, okay?"
Song Qian hesitated for a moment, "Okay, I'll take you to ask. I don't have a problem, I'm just afraid that the tenant won't be happy."
"I understand, I understand." Ding's father nodded.
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Song Qian then brought Ding's father to Ji's house and gently pressed the doorbell.
After a while, Ji Yangyang's mother Liu Jing opened the door.
"Hey, Teacher Song, hello." Liu Jing said with a smile, "What can I do for you?"
"Sister Liu, let me introduce you first. This is Mr. Ding, he was the previous tenant of this house." Song Qian introduced, "His son Ding Yi is the child I mentioned to you, who was admitted to Tsinghua University. .”
"Oh, that's amazing. Mr. Ding is so lucky." Liu Jing said with great envy upon hearing this.
"No, no, no, don't say that." Ding's father waved his hand quickly.
"Sister Liu, what happened is like this..." Song Qian then told the whole story.
"Ouch, this is really... ouch." Liu Jing sighed after hearing this.
"Sister Liu, do you think it would be convenient for you to ask Mr. Ding to come in and look for you?" Song Qian said again.
"Of course, of course." Liu Jing nodded immediately, "Please come in, please come in."
"Thank you, thank you, you are such a good person." Mr. Ding thanked him silently, then changed his shoes and entered the house.
"We have rearranged this 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 placed 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 bits and pieces there. Let's be careful when looking for it," Liu Jing reminded.
"Of course, of course." Ding's father nodded, and then everyone came to Yang Yang's bedroom.
After a detailed search, they found a painting with a strange image in the tutorial book left by Ding Yi.
