When I returned to the office, the original cup of tea had been completely cold.

Lu Yanzhi didn't pour it, but still drank it.

Sitting down on the chair, he turned on his mobile phone and searched for the ID he had just seen on Weibo, and soon, he found Xiao He's Weibo.

The avatar is black.

entered the homepage, and he soon saw the latest Weibo, that is, the one posted by Xiao He before committing suicide.

I also thought that I had another fight with my mom today, or because of painting. When she cleaned up her room today, she found the tablet I had hidden under the bed, and she was so angry that she called me into the living room after school and didn't let me eat dinner. Seeing her familiar expression, I knew that she was angry again.

I had a bad feeling at the time, and sure enough, she pulled out my tablet.

I have repeatedly said that I will not let it affect my studies, and I have not touched it in this time.

But my mother didn't listen to it at all, and smashed it in a fit of rage, which I had saved up for three months to buy with my pocket money.

I was also very angry, but my father kept persuading me, saying that my studies are important, don't think about it now, work hard to take the high school entrance examination, and then take the college entrance examination, and then take the college entrance examination in the future. I feel a lot calmer. But my mother didn't know why, and when she heard this, she was even more angry, and she didn't agree with me going to the Academy of Fine Arts.

She always hoped that I could follow the route she had set for me, and she imposed all her regrets on me and wanted me to do it for her.

Later, I had something with my best friend, her birthday was on the weekend, and I prepared her gifts early, and I wanted to go out with her on the weekend, but she said that she was going out with her parents on the weekend.

But in the evening, everyone discussed in the group that they were going to xx to celebrate her birthday on the weekend, and she invited many people, but not me.

In that moment, I felt so depressed.

Later, Lu Yanzhi didn't look at it.

In fact, Xiao He wrote about some things that seem very small in the eyes of outsiders, but for a person who is sensitive and has psychological problems, these things will slowly pile up, and they will definitely collapse, and they can't bear it at all.

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In the morning, when he heard that Xiao He had woken up, Lu Yanzhi went over to take a look.

On the hospital bed, the little girl was lying there, looking at the ceiling with a somewhat empty look, Xiao He's father went out to buy breakfast, and only Xiao He's mother was by her side.

Seeing the doctor come in, Xiao He's mother gave him a place.

In front of the hospital bed, Lu Yanzhi leaned down, and his tone was crumpled and gentle, "Xiao He, is it?" How does it feel? ”

Hearing the unfamiliar voice, Xiao He's eyes gradually became more focused, and she looked at the doctor in front of her, a little dazed.

"I'm fine." She said so.

Lu Yanzhi was stunned at first, and then smiled.

"Does the wound hurt?"

Probably because his tone was too gentle, Xiao He hesitated for a moment and nodded, "Hmm." ”

Lu Yanzhi could see that her eyes were slowly turning red, and tears were also gathering in her eyes.

Hearing Xiao He's voice, Xiao He's mother was a little out of control, "I know that you can still do it if it hurts!" Are you going to scare mom and dad to death! ”

Xiao He pursed his lower lip and did not speak again.

Xiao He's mother is still talking.

Seeing that Xiao He's mood was a little unstable, Lu Yanzhi got up, "Xiao He's mother." ”

"Come out with me first."

After stabilizing Xiao He's mother's mood outside the ward, Lu Yanzhi proposed that he go in and chat with Xiao He alone, and Xiao He's mother cried and nodded in agreement.

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