Sharp first test

Liu Bingyang was in a mental state and went home to recuperate.The news was like a thunderbolt that exploded between classes A and B. For a while, in the corridor after class and on the way home, the students all lowered their heads and quietly guessed the ins and outs of the incident.

Some people said that it was because Liu Bingyang had a weird temper and bad character, so someone found some gangsters in the society to beat him up, making Liu Bingyang a fool; others said that it was because Liu Zhichun and Liu Bingyang were together There was a big quarrel in the office, Liu Zhichun asked him to suspend class to reflect, and Liu Bingyang was driven crazy; some people said that Liu Bingyang had been weak and sick since he was a child, staying up late and overworked for a long time, coupled with the fact that there were many top students in Class B and the pressure of competition was high, as time went by The body couldn't take it anymore, and the mind was a little confused, so I went to the hospital to recuperate...

Liu Bingyang was crazy, and the news spread quickly.The person sitting next to him even said that in recent weeks, he often saw Liu Bingyang running to the corridor to recite words aloud to the second floor in his self-study class... like a mentally abnormal fool.

The storm of discussion intensified, and some people on the third floor were panicked for a while.On the fourth day when Liu Bingyang did not come to class, Liu Zhichun, the head teacher, used the class meeting to talk about this issue seriously, and also clarified some rumors outside: "Student Liu Bingyang currently chooses to study at home due to some personal reasons. As a result of the discussion together, Liu Bingyang also has his own considerations. In the past few days, I have also heard that some students in our class care too much about Liu Bingyang-there is still more than a month left in the end, I hope the students will be strict with themselves, Don't let up."

After these words, the students in the class naturally didn't dare to say anything more, and just buried their heads in writing their homework silently.Occasionally, someone would mention Liu Bingyang's current situation during the break when school was over. He was said to be staying at home every day, eating too much, losing control of his emotions and quarreling with his parents. He was in a bad state.

Yang Shiqing actually understood him a little bit.

Liu Bingyang is under too much pressure, and the high-intensity depressive atmosphere in the classroom is not suitable for him. Maybe going home to study is a better choice.In my impression, Liu Bingyang is a person who has high demands on himself.A little narrow-minded, selfish and jealous, mean-speaking, very concerned about other people's opinions... Liu Bingyang has been tensing the string in his head, and constantly putting pressure on himself-sooner or later, there will be a day when this continues.

But this is just Yang Shiqing's guess, what happened to Liu Bingyang, maybe only he knows...

This kind of calm was maintained until the day when Liu Bingyang's mother came to school.

That day was Thursday, just finished the quiz in the morning. At lunch, Yang Shiqing and Wen Ze were facing the answers when a tall woman in a black skirt and red high-heeled shoes broke into Liu Bingyang's room. Beside the seat, he put all the test papers in his drawer into the bag.Those are the test paper exercises issued by the school during this period, some are homework, and some are for in-class tests.After Liu Bingyang returns home, his deskmate will kindly leave a copy for him and put it in his drawer.

Could this person be Liu Bingyang's mother?Yang Shiqing and Wen Ze looked at each other in blank dismay.

Unexpectedly, the woman came again in the afternoon.This time, I stayed at the door of the classroom, waiting for the political teacher to finish class, and stopped the teacher at the door.

The woman nodded to the political teacher, and stepped forward enthusiastically: "Teacher, I am Liu Bingyang's mother. He has been studying at home for a while, so I just want to copy your recent courseware to him so that he can read it at home." one look……"

A look of embarrassment suddenly flashed across the political teacher's face, and then he looked around at the curious students, only smiled apologetically at the woman, "Mother Liu, let's go to the office and talk about it."

At that time, Yang Shiqing happened to be in the office helping Lao Ding sort out the test paper answer sheets. The political teacher took Liu Bingyang's mother into the Wenzong office, pulled up two stools and sat down and started talking. Yang Shiqing listened to every word of the whole process.

It was then that Yang Shiqing knew that Liu Bingyang was suffering from depression.

The political teacher's wording is very euphemistic. It probably means that your son has already suffered from moderate depression, and his current state is not suitable for high-pressure review. It is recommended that you let your son rest at home, adjust his emotions first, and don't put too much pressure on him.

But what she said made Liu's mother very annoyed, and she stood up immediately: "Teacher, what you said is a bit wrong, right? My child is about to take the college entrance examination in just one month. Do you dare to let him relax? If it was your child, would you dare? If you fail the college entrance examination, it will be a lifetime thing! My child has been excellent since he was a child, and I don’t want my child to make a mistake. Forget it, if you don’t want to copy the courseware to me, forget it! I’ll go online and spend money to buy it myself, so that’s it, excuse me.”

Mother Liu turned around and left gracefully without looking back.The political teacher was left alone in the office, staring at the floor in a silent trance.Finally sighed, turned around and picked up the water glass to drink, and suddenly found Yang Shiqing: "Uh, you..."

Yang Shiqing came back to his senses in astonishment, and immediately packed up the answer sheet after a few huh, "Teacher, I, I'm here to get the test paper..."

The political teacher didn't take it seriously, took another sip of tea, then sighed, looked at Yang Shiqing, and advised him earnestly: "Yang Shiqing, if you have any pressure or negative emotions...it's normal, but You must learn to solve it in time, and don’t squeeze it in your heart. If you want, you can come to the teacher to talk to you at any time. Any of our teachers welcomes you to come.”

Yang Shiqing's heart warmed, and the words stuck in his throat were filled with bitterness.Finally, Yang Shiqing bowed slightly and solemnly said "thank you" to the teacher.

When going home at night, Yang Shiqing was always distracted unconsciously with his schoolbag on his back.He thought of Liu Bingyang's bad words to him before, although recalling it now, he was still so angry that he wanted to rush up and beat him up, but after thinking about it, there must be something pitiful for a hateful person.

Yang Shiqing was in a trance all the way, and when crossing the road, Mingxu was so frightened that he wanted to carry someone across his shoulders several times.Finally returned home, as soon as the door was closed, Mingxu stepped forward and patted Yang Shiqing on the shoulder, asking him: "What are you thinking? I'm out of my mind."

Yang Shiqing told Mingxu about this matter, but withdrew Liu Bingyang's name.

Mingxu was silent for a while, then said: "Actually, this kind of thing...is quite common. One's family environment is too important."

Yang Shiqing sighed and fell down on the sofa.

Mingxu said again: "Do you know that someone in the third year of the school next door had an accident?"

Startled, Yang Shiqing sat up from the sofa: "I don't know—what's the matter?"

"During evening self-study, the head teacher came to inspect the classroom and saw a student sleeping on the desk, so he went up to wake him up." Ming Xu sat down on the other side of the sofa and continued thoughtfully, "The result The student couldn’t wake up, and then found out that he was not breathing—he was sent to the hospital and found out that he had been in shock for more than half an hour.”

"Fuck!" Yang Shiqing was so shocked that he crawled to Ming Xu's side, "Why? It's too sudden?!"

"I don't know, maybe he has a history of heart disease... It's a boy. His roommate said that he played basketball for an hour during dinner that afternoon, and took a cold shower when he went home. When he went back to the classroom for evening self-study, he suddenly said I was sleepy and wanted to sleep for a while, but in the end—I couldn’t wake up.”

Yang Shiqing has mixed feelings in his heart, I'm stupid, how dare he play basketball in the future!

Mingxu's eyes were a bit complicated, and he only sighed softly for a long time: "Such accidents... actually happen every year in the third year of high school. There are not a few cases of suicide due to pressure from all sides."

Yang Shiqing trembled in fright, subconsciously held Mingxu's hand: "Mingxu, if you have anything to do, please tell me, we can solve it together, don't hold it in your heart!"

Mingxu raised his eyes to look at him, Yang Shiqing's eyes were serious and depressing, making people feel a little distressed for no reason, but warm in his heart.Mingxu stretched out his arms to hug him, but Yang Shiqing obediently did not resist.

Mingxu smiled: "I still feel that I don't have enough time with you, why would I have the idea of ​​suicide?"

Yang Shiqing didn't smile, and stretched out his arms to hug Mingxu tightly, muttering: "That's good, there's only one month left, no matter how hard it is, you'll get over it, if you persist, we'll win... ..."

Ming Xu kissed Yang Shiqing's forehead, but said nothing.

When sleeping at night, Yang Shiqing had a dream.In the dream, it returned to the days when Liu Bingyang was still in school.That day, he was standing on the announcement wall copying his mock test results, surrounded by lively classmates, all with bright smiles on their faces, discussing who made more progress in this test... At this time, Liu Bingyang suddenly rushed He came up and pressed Yang Shiqing to the ground viciously, strangling his neck.The frightened crowd fled in all directions, and the background of the dream became dark and strange——

Liu Bingyang's eyes were bloodshot and red, with a distorted smile on his face, he pinched him fiercely, tore up the report card and threw it into his mouth to chew.Liu Bingyang put the low-level swear words on his lips, and roared like crazy:

"It's all because of you, Yang Shiqing! It's all because of you that I became like this!! What the hell are you doing!? You are lazy, stupid, stupid, and only make disgusting jokes on your lips. You are like a classmate. The moth! But why the hell did you climb on top of me!? I really can’t figure it out, how the hell did you get it with your fingers when I risked my life to vomit blood in exchange for it!? So much better than you, but why are you always luckier than me!!"

"You are wild and playful. When you read novels all night long and your mobile phone is flying, I gave up all my hobbies and hobbies to study and study! But in the end my hard work is so worthless? Why do you You can easily throw me down several blocks and crush everything I cherish under your feet!??"

Yang Shiqing was woken up by Ming Xu's patting, and when he sat up from the bed, he was drenched in cold sweat.Mingxu hugged Yang Shiqing tightly in his arms, kissed his cheeks and earsides comfortingly, and patted his back lightly until Yang Shiqing calmed down slowly and stopped trembling all over.

"Yang Shiqing? Are you feeling better? Huh?" Ming Xu gently pressed Yang Shiqing's forehead, and said softly, "It's okay, it's just a dream. It's over... Come, sit up, and hug me."

Yang Shiqing's eye circles were red, showing a shocked expression.It made Mingxu feel even more distressed.After holding him like this for several minutes——slowly, Yang Shiqing's emotions finally stabilized, and his eyes became clear.Leaning in Ming Xu's arms, Yang Shiqing suddenly had a sore nose, and said in a muffled voice, "I'm so useless, idiot, I should go back straight away...but why can't I speak? Can't even say a word..."

Mingxu didn't speak, just fed Yang Shiqing a few sips of water, patiently coaxed him softly, until Yang Shiqing nestled under the quilt and fell asleep again.