Confucian General [Ancient and Modern]

After Su Shang returned home, he didn't have time to look at the document he put in the drawer.

Because today happened to be Su Miao's birthday.

It just came from Su Miao's own intention, so the family just had a simple meal and bought a cake.

Su Miao drank some wine, her stamina probably picked up after the meal, her face was flushed, her expression was depressed and emotional, "After today I will be 26... I even touched a man with a small hand and kissed a small mouth None... Well, A Shang, you and Dad don't count."

Su Miao hiccupped, looked at Fang Li who was silently burying his head in the food, and said, "This little brat doesn't count either."

After speaking, he hiccupped again and lay down.

Only then did Fang Li raise his head with a sigh, and took a bite of the chicken leg in his hand, "Sister Miaomiao is still so miserable..."

Su Shang picked up the wine in Su Miao's hand and smelled it, and was immediately suffocated by the pungent smell, "How much alcohol is this?"

Fang Li took a look, "I put a lot of sugar in it, Miss Miaomiao didn't notice it? Tsk tsk, this is 75% liquor..."

"No, I have to hide." Fang Li nodded, looked at Su Miao's messy hair, and laughed a few times, "She stripped me naked and took a fruit photo at my fifteenth place, I still remember it ,snort."

Su Shang rubbed his forehead helplessly, "You two really are."

Fang Lile chuckled, stuffed two peanuts into his mouth, and went home like a little old man with his hands behind his back.

Su Shang looked helplessly at Su Miao's obedient sleeping position, so he had no choice but to prop up her arms, hug her directly, and send her back to the bedroom.

It's really a pity that Su Shaoqing went to Linshi suddenly yesterday and couldn't come back, otherwise Fang Li might be tormented.

After tidying up Su Miao and putting him on the bed, Su Shang went back to his room.

There was no one in the room, and it seemed extraordinarily quiet. There were bursts of crickets chirping outside the window, adding to the excitement.

Su Shang turned on the small light in the room, and suddenly the warm yellow light poured down, covering a small table that wasn't too big.

The document was wrapped in a thick piece of yellow kraft paper, and the degree of friction on the edges showed that the document had indeed been stored for several years. Su Shang paused for a while before finally opening the button and taking out the thick stack of paper .

The first one is Su Cong's personal resume. Apart from the simple name and date of birth, there are some basic information. In the upper right corner, there is a simple photo.

It's not the ID photo with red and blue background in my impression, but Su Cong on it, with a gloomy expression and expressionless face, wrapping his hands around his legs, curled up in a small corner of the room, like a bird driven to a corner, But still brandishing its own minion leopard.

Su Shang's fingers lightly touched the photo, as if he was stroking Su Cong's immature face through the photo.

He couldn't help thinking whether it was a good choice for him to exchange his life for the security of the country at that time.

It seems that thinking about it now, although all this was a mess left to him by the late emperor, everything after that was his own choice.

At that time, Aobie had just ascended the throne, and he had no relatives except his younger sisters.

There are a lot of treacherous officials in the court, and there are other old officials who stayed from the previous dynasty. It is not good to plan. The rules of the past dynasties were not followed in the harem, and all the concubines were allowed to enter the nunnery. While saving their lives, they also left a lot. Trouble.

Su Shang suddenly thought that on the day Su Cong forced him to question him, he once said that he had endured 20 years of hard work to kill himself, but when he woke up... he was still alive.

Seeing the clear words in his hand, as if the desperation belonging to a teenager's mind could be conveyed through paper, Su Shang was completely silent.

The handwriting on these flimsy papers is very beautiful, and it was not written by Fang Ping, but should be written by the female doctor named Gentle.

Here, the case from Su Cong's first treatment at the age of eight to... the day after Su Cong met himself is very clear.

Su Shang watched bit by bit, from this simple and transparent medical record, he seemed to see how panicked and frightened Su Cong was after waking up.

Su Shang's mood became heavy in an instant, and just at this moment, the mobile phone that was put aside gave out bursts of pleasant ringtones.

Su Shang let out a long breath, and reached out to pass the phone.

"Ah Shang." Over there is Su Cong's deep voice, the voice of a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old is always so unique, when it came through the phone, Su Shang only felt that his ears felt comfortable after some vibrations.

"Ok?"

At this time, what Su Shang saw was Su Cong's second act of committing suicide just a month after he woke up when he was eight years old.

For the first time, he tried to take the paper knife in his room—it only had a small blade. He cut his neck with that blade, but because the housekeeper suddenly went upstairs to pack things, the blade hadn’t scratched yet. He was knocked out by the housekeeper in a panic, and then the house was filled with family doctors.

It has to be said that Su Cong wanted to take his own life very strongly at that time - the second time, he almost succeeded.

Since the first time, under the advice of the psychiatrist, the entire Su family has installed surveillance cameras wherever Su Cong would be alone. Individuals took turns monitoring those images, not daring to delay for a moment.

Su Cong was quiet for a long time after that. He huddled in the corner of his bed, almost indifferently watching the construction team knocking around in his room—even the small dark places like the closet and under the table. , are not missed.

Su Cong observed indifferently for a long time, and finally, he chose the bathroom.

It's a coincidence that the heating in Su's house just broke down that day. When Su Cong was taking a bath, he specially put hot water in the bathroom for half an hour to make the bathroom warmer. At the same time, there was more smoke.

And he himself put a whole bathtub of hot water in that smoky environment, then took a fruit knife from the restaurant, and chose to cut his wrists in the bathroom.

Su Shang's breathing suddenly became heavy, and Su Cong, who was hesitating over there and didn't know what to say, suddenly had a topic, "Ah Shang, what are you doing?"

"... just read some information." Su Shang said, and then continued to look down, all the knuckles holding the phone turned white.

That accident plunged the entire Su family into a cloud of gloom. If the person in charge of surveillance hadn't noticed something was wrong and went up to check, I'm afraid Su Cong would have died that time.

Then it was the third time, less than a month later, Su Cong, who lived only on nutrient solution every day, did the same thing again in the hospital room—this time, he didn’t have anything that could act as a murder weapon: he was One bite at a time, he bit off his own wrist.

Su Shang's eyes suddenly turned red.

He could even think of the pain when his teeth tore his flesh and blood, and how sad it was when the child grimaced again and again, or was holding back, but continued this kind of suicide like self-mutilation.

He didn't understand why he had seen the grown-up children like that since he was a child.

The Aobie in my impression was the one who would smile at him warmly and gently under the peach blossom tree or beside the pillar every day.

He is indifferent to outsiders, but he always treats himself with a smile.

He will be afraid when he does something wrong, and will tell some trivial lies like children of the same age.

He couldn't connect the brightly smiling child in his memory with the person in the photo who lived in the shadows like a beast who couldn't see the light.

There are still traces of something being torn off on these resumes. It looks like a photo, but it looks like something else.

Su Cong's nose was sore and uncomfortable, so he raised his head, looked at the already dark night sky, and took a deep breath of air.

Afterwards, he said to the other end of the phone with complicated emotions: "Cong Cong, I have some business to leave the capital for a while, you stay at home, don't wander around."

"Where are you going?" The voice on the other end of the phone came out quickly, almost the moment after Su Shang's voice fell.

"Go to see someone." After Su Shang finished speaking, he said again: "Ao Bie, listen to me."

Su Cong's nasal snort almost hit Su Shang's face through the phone, but he still showed a distorted smile on the phone and said, "Okay. I'll wait for you."

Su Shang just hung up the phone, sat quietly on the chair, and suddenly it was dawn.

Doctor Rou Wen went to S City for some personal reasons, which is next door to Kyoto, very close, Su Shang bought a short-distance train ticket, and started on the road with simple luggage.

Before leaving, he purposely made a confession with Fang Li to fool Su Miao, saying that he would go on a trip and come back in a week.

The address in Su Shang's hand was the address in Kyoto. The next day after that day, when it was just dawn, he left the door with his sour eyes and his body making noise when he walked.

Of course, he rushed to nothing.

So, he immediately called Su Heng. Su Heng didn't know the whereabouts of the psychiatrist, so he called Su Shang.

Su Shang then called the doctor, and after explaining his purpose of coming, the other party gave him the address very simply, and after consulting Su Shang, the two agreed on a place to meet at [-]:[-] noon the next day .

Su Shang already knows how to use the thousand-degree map very well. After Dr. Wen finished telling the address, he quickly typed the name of the place on the phone, and then found a hotel nearby, registered and checked in smoothly.

There are computers and wireless network provided in the hotel. Su Shang looked around and then went into the bathroom.

When the hot water sprayed on his body from top to bottom, Su Shang was more or less relieved, closed his eyes and enjoyed the relaxation of this moment comfortably.

After washing, he was at least a little more energetic, but his eyes were really sore. Su Shang checked the time on the phone again, and finally turned off the screen, lay down on the big soft bed in the hotel, closed his eyes, and fell asleep quickly. past.