365 Difficult Ways To Live

In the office, Chu Yu looked at the yellow rose, and the mood that was originally lit by it was once again cast a shadow. Even if he brought another cart of roses, he could never recover.

Song Qingyang read the transcript and muttered, "She doesn't have to bear criminal responsibility."

"That's right," Muyu leaned against the window, her expression no better than Chu Yu's. Maybe the school held a meeting to criticize it, and didn’t care enough about the students.”

"No, doesn't she know that children can also suffer from depression? Depression has suicidal tendencies, so what's the difference between pushing children to die?"

"Wang Tong didn't lie, she really felt that Xiaomei was pretending to be sick." Chu Yu no longer maintained the vicious persona, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, showing a touch of melancholy.

Based on what she learned from Xiaomei's parents, she had a clear guess about Xiaomei's death.

"As far as I know, Xiaomei has no obvious depression in the last few months. When people talk to her, she still responds with a smile. I think she is a typical extroverted autism. Will hold back and maintain a good interpersonal relationship, which may be related to her original family. She is the eldest in the family, and her parents are the most strict with her, but they don’t give her enough love and attention. On the contrary, they give her all the attention He taught her to be sensible and learn to take care of her younger siblings, and at the same time had high expectations of her, hoping that she would care about people, have strong abilities, study well, and go straight to the junior high school of the school, as well as get a scholarship.

"In the last period, that is, the time when the sixth grade was about to advance to junior high school, all the pressure gathered together, and she developed depression, but it was not as severe as depression. It was more of slow thinking and declining academic performance. She could not Talk to your parents, and you can’t tell your classmates, because in their eyes, she has always been optimistic and positive. They just need to pour bitterness on her and don’t need to provide her with any help. But Wang Tong noticed her and talked to her, Xiaomei Believe her and tell her that she is not in a good state, but Wang Tong may also be an inertial thinking under the exam-oriented education. Thinking that she is in a bad mood, it should be because she feels that she can't study well and can't compete with other students, so she gave her more She had too many opportunities to express herself, but she didn't expect that it would only backfire and aggravate her depression.

"Xiaomei's grades are getting worse and worse. Wang Tong is serious. He talked to her again. Seeing that she cares about him so much, Xiaomei trusts her and tells her secret that she is ashamed to see others. She didn't expect She was not understood, and even ridiculed. Wang Tong wanted to tell her parents and other people about it. Xiaomei couldn't take it anymore. I guess she must have thought of Wang Tong's words before she jumped into the river. : "Are you depressed? How could you be depressed? It's not that I don't know what depression is like!" She probably wants to prove, to prove to everyone, that she is actually very fragile and not as optimistic as they imagined up."

Muyu sighed: "Wang Tong is really serious. She is conscientious. She has talked to students so many times, but she didn't get to the point seriously. It's better not to talk like this."

Song Qingyang felt unwilling to face such a well-recognized good teacher: "She was fast-talking for a while, let it be fine if she made a mistake, and kept concealing it, misleading the police, misleading parents, and misleading other students, making them think that Xiaomei has always been strong. Optimistic children don’t have any psychological problems until they die. The biggest possibility now is that Xiaomei committed suicide. Since she chose to commit suicide, she just wanted to take off the mask that she had been smiling all the time. After she died, she had to wear the mask forcibly. Come and help Wang Tong maintain her good image."

Chu Yu knew why Song Qingyang was so angry. She felt the same way. When she was a child, she was stared at by the teacher when she was a little stick. She had thorns on her body and wrote slowly. She was afraid of scratching the test paper. I felt that she was lazy, and criticized her several times, saying that she ate faster than a pig when she ate a meal, and crawled like a turtle when she wrote a word.

Song Qingyang was really hurt.

After finishing the notes, Mu Yu looked at Chu Yu: "Wang Tong, what are you going to do with it?"

Chu Yu put his hands on his forehead, "Shut up for 24 hours, let her reflect on it, let's review the statement and testimony, if there is no problem, let her go, and leave the rest to the school."

"Testimony? Our testimony is forged. You want to go to the Public Security Bureau to ask Xiao Huaihua for testimony?"

Chu Yu didn't speak for a while, she sat obliquely on the swivel chair, half of her face was hidden in the shadow, her eyebrows looked deep and gloomy.

"Now I finally understand how this incident has affected Xiaohuaihua."

Chu Yu raised his head, and the light and shadow on his face moved, "It was around then that she began to dislike 'mind control', and she also had doubts about the police's ability."

She recalled that the policeman in charge of the investigation five years ago recalled that some children had sued Wang Tong at that time, saying that the teacher was too strict and treated the students badly. It's not good, I just go against the teacher.

Since Mu Han single-handedly went to Wang Tong and confronted her, did he also go to the police?After responding to the situation, the police found that she was a bad student with a withdrawn and surly personality. She was badly evaluated by teachers and classmates, and her words were not credible, so they did not pay attention to her.

So after three days of investigation at Suxun Elementary School, a conclusion was reached: the homeroom teacher had fulfilled his responsibilities, and student Xia Yihan died accidentally, so no case was filed.

......

Five years ago, on May [-]th, Friday.

The holiday was approaching, and the faces of the students were filled with relief like liberation. The boys were booing and playing in the corridor, playing more crazy than usual, like wild boars rushing out of the siege of hunting.

The corridor is neither wide nor narrow. We installed railings and glass windows to prevent the students from falling. If the children ran wild, they would bump into the railings and nothing would happen.

Mu Han was standing by the window, she was wearing a school uniform, a white shirt, a blue skirt, the shirt was tucked into the skirt, her figure was slender, her hair was neither long nor short, below the collarbone, hanging down straight, the hair around her ears was Putting it behind the ear, the whole person looks quiet and well-behaved.

The day before yesterday, the day before yesterday, yesterday, after school, she sat in the long pavilion, the bougainvillea bloomed, and some fell to her feet and onto her body, but she sat for a long time, Xiaomei did not come, no one came.

After school, the teachers and classmates left the school one after another. The huge school was quiet, and finally became quiet, like a sleeping golden retriever.

She sat until the sunset in the sky faded, then stood up, picked up a bougainvillea at random, and walked home.

This Friday, after school, she also wanted to sit in the pavilion.She knew Xiaomei was dead, but she didn't feel sad, just out of habit, she wanted to go to the place where she met, to see those bougainvilleas.

A tall boy next to him was so crazy that he didn't pay attention. When he bumped into her, she dodged to the side and backed away.

The tall man didn't care about apologizing, and continued to play wildly with his companions, and the booing became louder and louder.

Mu Han raised his hand, opened the window they were facing, then backed away, and stood by the classroom window.

The tall man who was just mad was pushed to the window, held on to the railing, panted heavily and cursed with a smile: "You two, do you want to murder me?"

"Jump down."

The corridor was originally noisy and noisy, with crazy noises, booing, and chattering sounds, and it was hard to distinguish who was whose voice, but a small voice came out of nowhere, and suddenly silenced an area. The classmates all looked at one person at the same time.

Mu Han stood by the window with a quiet expression, looked at the tall boy seriously, his eyes were dark, "jump down."

The tall man looked back at the open window, and then at her, without the hippie smile he had when he was just crazy: "Are you kidding me?"

Mu Han was serious, facing the window. The sunlight outlined her outline delicately, but it did not make up for the chill emanating from her body at all. Even though she was bathed in the warm sun, it was as if she had just come out of a freezer, and her pupils were frozen. .

Just being watched by her like this, the tall man shivered and was frightened. He couldn't help taking a few steps back to avoid the open window, but his momentum remained stubborn, and he pointed at her and shouted: "You are sick!" , you are...in..."

The boy was "in" for a long time, and he was short of words for a while. Finally, he had a flash of inspiration and spit out an appropriate and powerful word: "I am committing a crime!"

Mu Han suddenly smiled, the corners of his lips raised, but there was no smile in his eyes, he seemed to be looking at the boy, but at the same time he seemed to turn a blind eye to him.

"You also know I'm committing a crime."

As she spoke, she turned around and went straight back to the classroom, standing by the classroom window, overlooking the long pavilion full of bougainvilleas below.