Four years of crisis [entertainment]

Outside the shopping mall, Guan Xue ran to the three young men with dyed hair, quickly got on the back seat of the motorcycle with blue-gray hair, started the motorcycle with blue-gray hair, and ran away quickly.

There were two gangsters left, one of them laughed and whistled at Guan Mingsong, and was about to get on the motorcycle too, but unexpectedly, Guan Mingsong strode forward, grabbed his forearm, and dragged him down abruptly , and then he stepped onto his locomotive.

The gangster was stunned to see this gentle man occupying his car so easily.Guan Mingsong nodded to him, and said flatly, "Let me borrow your car." After speaking, he squeezed the clutch, stepped on the gear, and accelerated the gas.The gangster who was robbed of the car only felt a gust of wind in front of him, and Guan Mingsong had long since disappeared.

Guan Mingsong chased Guan Xue all the way.The blue-gray hair is a person who has run a rally. It can be seen that Guan Mingsong's skills are not weak, and he has the intention of competing.

The two motorcycles ran for an unknown distance, and on the side of an outskirts road, the blue-gray hair stopped first.He took off his helmet, revealed a cool face, and said to Guan Mingsong, "Not bad, brother."

"'Brother' don't bark." Guan Mingsong pointed at Guan Xue with a cold face and said, "Guan Xue, come here."

Before Guan Xue could speak, the blue-gray hair asked again: "Which team do you belong to?"

"No team. I'm not a driver. I just like to watch MotoGP races." Guan Mingsong looked at Guan Xue and said again: "Guan Xue, come here."

With blue-gray hair and a sullen face, she turned her head and asked Guan Xue, "Your boyfriend?"

"No, my brother."

Blue-gray hair frowns.

"It's my real brother." Guan Xue said again.

Only then did the blue-gray hair breathe a sigh of relief.

This suburban road is not a good place. Although it has beautiful scenery, it is close to a big river. In three years, five people committed suicide by jumping into the river here. When these people committed suicide, there were well-meaning passers-by who tried to rescue them, but none of them were successful. Therefore, this place is called the "Holy Place of the Dead".

Thinking of this, Guan Mingsong couldn't help feeling that the surrounding area was gloomy. He asked Guan Xue and the blue-gray hair: "What are you doing here?"

Guan Xue answered first: "I heard that the scenery here is beautiful, and I've always wanted to see it. But the place is too remote, there are no buses, and I don't even want to come by taxi, so I can only ask him for help."

As she spoke, she jumped out of the back seat of the car with the blue-gray hair.Guan Mingsong felt something was wrong, and followed Guan Xue with his eyes.Guan Xue walked to the road guardrail and looked down.Outside the guardrail is a frightening cliff, and under the cliff is a rushing river. The cliff is as deep as a blade, and the river is galloping like a horse.Guan Xue was standing on the side of the road in such a weird way, suddenly, she stepped over the guardrail at a very fast speed like lightning, and she wanted to jump down!

At the critical moment, Guan Mingsong rushed forward. He kept staring at Guan Xue, paying attention to Guan Xue's every move. When Guan Xue moved, he immediately reacted.

Guan Mingsong tightly strangled Guan Xue's upper body, hugged her and dragged her in hard. Guan Xue screamed and struggled, as if suddenly possessed by an evil spirit, she was almost crazy.In the panic, Guan Mingsong was slapped several times by Guan Xue, and his glasses fell off, but Guan Mingsong refused to let go, and he dragged Guan Xue with all his strength.

The blue-gray hair also came to help, and the two of them tried their best to drag Guan Xue away from the danger zone, but Guan Xue was screaming and struggling for some reason.

When holding down Guan Xue, Guan Mingsong felt that his hands were shaking.During the struggle, Guan Xue's sleeves slid up, revealing shocking red scars one after another, which were clearly traces of self-mutilation.

The blue-gray hair was stunned and asked tremblingly, "What should I do?"

Guan Mingsong yelled loudly: "Call the police!"

Guan Xue wanted to commit suicide, Guan Xue had hurt herself before, what happened, what happened?Beads of sweat flowed down from Guan Mingsong's forehead along his temples. Guan Mingsong was terrified and panicked.

The police car arrived at the fastest speed, and the police quickly sent Guan Xue to the Municipal Psychological Crisis Research and Intervention Center. Guan Mingsong followed. During this process, he called Guan Xiuqi and told him the situation.

"Guan Xue's condition is very bad." A doctor from the psychological rescue team said to Guan Mingsong worriedly, "She was diagnosed with juvenile bipolar disorder, and the suicide rate of this mood disorder is even higher than that of depression."

Guan Mingsong went through that experience just now, and now he is still in shock, his hands are soft.

"Should we do this now?" Guan Mingsong asked.

"Hospitalization is recommended. Where are her parents?"

"Her father is on the way and will be there soon. I am her brother."

"Where's her mother?"

"Her mother separated from her father shortly after she was born and worked away from home."

"Haven't come back?"

"It seems to be, I don't know."

The doctor looked up at Guan Mingsong, "Not sure? Aren't you two the same mother?"

Guan Mingsong shook his head, "No."

The doctor nodded and wrote down the situation.

Guan Mingsong was allowed to enter the ward, and Guan Xue sat on the bed in a deadpan state, without the domineering spirit of yesterday, like a doll without a soul.

Guan Mingsong thought, how can the same person have two completely different sides?

Guan Mingsong carefully took a stool and sat beside her, and asked her: "What happened? If you trust me, you can tell me. I am your brother."

Guan Xue's eyeballs didn't move, "It's not the same mother."

Guan Mingsong didn't speak.

Guan Xue suddenly asked Guan Mingsong: "Do you hate him?"

"Who do you hate?"

"Guan Xiuqi."

Guan Mingsong didn't answer, Guan Xue said to herself: "Before when people told me that my mother didn't want me anymore, I would proudly take out my bank card and tell them that my mother would give me money every month. I sent money, and my mother was busy working in other cities, so she didn’t come back. But one day, I found out that the money in the bank card was not called by my mother, but by my grandfather. My grandmother was worried that my mother's failure to pay me child support would violate the law and she would have to bear civil liability, so she used my mother's name to send me money. My mother didn't want to give me a penny at all, even though she is not short of money now."

Guan Mingsong listened quietly.

"She hates me, and she wishes I would disappear from this world. Only by my disappearance can the traces of her ignorance and mistakes made in her youth be erased." Guan Xue suddenly smiled coldly, "But I don't blame my mother, because of all of this. In the final analysis, it was all caused by Guan Xiuqi. People like Guan Xiuqi are not worthy of anything good."

Guan Mingsong did not comment on her point of view, but asked softly: "You don't study, and you hang around outside school, is it all for revenge on Guan Xiuqi?"

"Yes." Guan Xue replied bluntly, "Guan Xiuqi can't live a good life. I'm happy only if everyone related to him is doing better than him. Su Wenru is doing well after remarriage. Her daughter Zhou Yanyan looks good. Good at studying and good, he is a man of the noble middle school; my mother heard that she has become a corporate executive in the south. No matter who is better than him, he is just a small teacher with a drag bottle, this drag bottle And behaving badly, embarrassing him and throwing him home on multiple occasions. That's fine."

Su Wenru is Guan Mingsong's mother.

Guan Mingsong listened carefully and quietly. He was very focused when listening to people talking, for fear of missing something.

Guan Xue tilted her head to look at him, and said, "You're not like those boring adults who babble a bunch of self-righteous truths. They're not me, they know nothing. You just listen to me."

After coming out of Guan Xue's ward, Guan Mingsong sat wearily on a bench in the corridor.Guan Xue's words also brought him into the cold and dark memories, he needed to slow down.

He sat on the bench for an unknown amount of time, when a doctor in a white coat came over and stopped in front of Guan Mingsong, looking at him.

"You...are you from A University?" The doctor suddenly asked Guan Mingsong.

Guan Mingsong glanced at the doctor blankly.

The doctor smiled and said, "Don't be nervous. I saw you in the auditorium last time when the alumni returned to the school for the anniversary of University A. You look so eye-catching. I will remember it once I see you." The doctor warmly greeted Guan Mingsong. He stretched out his hand, "Zhang Mo, alumnus."

"Hello, hello." Guan Mingsong shook hands with Zhang Mo quickly.

Zhang Mo is much older than Guan Mingsong. He is a doctor of psychiatry and has worked in clinic for many years.

After a few simple greetings, Zhang Mo suddenly looked at Guan Mingsong's face strangely.

"Ming Song, have you met anyone in the past few days?" Zhang Mo asked.

"I met some of my friends."

Zhang Mo's gaze moved to Guan Mingsong's left hand, the watch He Weizhi had given him.

Zhang Mo asked carefully: "Is this watch your own, or was it given by someone else recently?"

"It was given by someone else recently."

"Can I ask who gave you the watch?"

Guan Mingsong was embarrassed, he didn't know why Zhang Mo asked.

Zhang Mo smiled, "The person who gave you this watch, doesn't he have a whole room for watches at home?"

Guan Mingsong nodded.

"There is a study in his house. That study is a bit strange, but it's not so strange, is it?"

Guan Mingsong was shocked.

"He is a well-known lyricist and has written songs for many singers." Zhang Mo almost said his name - why.

Guan Mingsong's eyes widened in surprise.

Zhang Mo said gently: "Don't be nervous, that person is one of my patients, so I know him well. Mingsong, you have been hypnotized, do you know that?"

Guan Mingsong's brain buzzed.

Seeing Guan Mingsong's reaction, Zhang Mo hurriedly said: "Don't be nervous, hypnosis is not that mysterious, it's just that the hypnotized party provides hints to the hypnotized party to awaken him to some special experiences and specific behaviors." Zhang Mo handed a business card of his own to Guan Mingsong, "I don't know his motives, but if his hypnosis has had a bad effect on your life, then I suggest you pick a time to find me to relieve the hypnosis, business card It has the hospital department and contact number where I work, and you can make an appointment one day in advance."

Guan Mingsong took Zhang Mo's business card, and only the words "unbelievable" remained in his mind.

He felt that this was really unbelievable, why would he be hypnotized?Why did he hypnotize himself?Why did he do this?

Guan Mingsong took off the watch that He Weizhi gave him, and suddenly realized why every time he saw the hands of the clock turn, he would think of the conversation he had with He Weizhi in the study, and the phrase "timely stop loss".