365 Kinds of Difficult Living Methods - Chapter 146

In the office, Chu Yu looked at the yellow rose. The mood that was originally lit by it was once again shadowed. Even if he pulled a cart of roses, it could not be restored.

Song Qingyang read the transcript and mumbled: “She doesn’t have to bear criminal responsibility.”

“Yes,” Muyu leaned against the window, her expression no better than Chu to see where she went. Most of the time the school held a meeting to criticize it for not paying enough attention to the students.”

“No, didn’t she know that children also get depression? Depression is inherently suicidal, so what is the difference between pushing children to die?”

“Wang Tong didn’t lie, she did feel that Xiaomei was pretending to be sick at the time.” Chu Yu no longer maintained the fierce personality, his eyebrows stretched, showing a faint melancholy.

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

“As far as I know, Xiaomei had no obvious depression in the last few months. When someone talks to her, she will still respond with a smile. I think she is a typical extroverted autism. No matter how uncomfortable she is, Will hold back and maintain good interpersonal relationships. This may be related to her native family. She is the eldest of the family. Her parents are the most strict with her, but they did not give her enough love and attention. On the contrary, they gave her all the attention. She must be sensible, learn to take care of her younger siblings, and have higher expectations of her. I hope she has good interpersonal care, strong abilities, good studies, direct entry to junior high school, and a scholarship.

“In the last period of time, that is, when the sixth grade is about to be promoted, all the stress is concentrated, and she has depression, but it is not as serious as the depression, and it is more delayed in thinking and decreased academic performance. She can’t Tell your parents, you can’t talk to your classmates, because in their eyes, she has always been optimistic and positive. They only 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 the habitual thinking under the exam-oriented education. Thinking that she is in a bad mood, she should feel that she can’t learn enough and can’t compete with other classmates, so she gives her more Too many opportunities to perform, unexpectedly would only backfire and aggravate her depression.

“Xiaomei’s grades are dropping more and more severely. Wang Tong is also serious, and once again talks to her. Seeing that she cares about herself so much, Xiaomei trusts her and tells her secret of being ashamed of seeing people, but she didn’t expect it. I was ridiculed and not understood. Wang Tong wanted to tell her parents about it and tell others that Xiaomei couldn’t stand it for a while. I guess she must have thought of Wang Tong’s words before she jumped into the river. :’You are depression? How could you be depression? I don’t know what depression is like!’ She probably wants to prove, prove to everyone that she is actually very fragile and not as optimistic as they thought. up.”

Muyu sighed: “Wang Tong is really serious, she has done her duty and she has talked to students so many times, but she is not serious enough to talk about it, it is better not to talk.”

When Song Qingyang faced such a well-recognized teacher, she had to be unwilling to be upset: “She was quick to speak, even if she made a mistake, she kept hiding it, misled the police, misled parents, and misled other classmates, making them think that Xiaomei was always strong. An optimistic child, he did not have any psychological problems until he died. The biggest possibility now is that Xiaomei committed suicide. Since she chose to commit suicide, she wanted to remove the mask that she had been smiling, but after she died, she had to put on 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, when she was still a stick, she was pierced by the teacher’s eyes. 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 had a meal, eating faster than a pig, and writing a word like a tortoise crawling.

Song Qingyang was really hurt.

Muyu sorted out the transcript and looked at Chu Yu, “Wang Tong, what are you going to do with it?”

Chu Yu held her forehead with her hand, “Let’s close it for twenty-four hours. Let her reflect on it. Let’s take a confession and testimony. If there is no problem, we will let her go, and leave the rest to the school.”

“Testimony? Our testimony is forged. Do you want to go to Xiaohuaihua for verification at the Public Security Bureau?”

Chu Yu didn’t speak for a while, she sat leaning on the revolving chair, half of her face hidden in the shadows, her brows looked deep and gloomy.

“I now finally understand what impact this incident has on the little Sophora japonica.”

Chu Yu raised his head, the light and shadow on his face moved, “She has hated’mind control’ since then, and she has doubts about the police’s ability.”

She recalled that the police in charge of the investigation five years ago recalled that at that time some children had sued Wang Tong, saying that the teacher was too strict and treated the students badly. After understanding the situation, they found that those were poor students who were naughty and mischievous. It’s not bad, and the teacher works in opposition.

Since Mu Han went to Wang Tong single-handedly and confronted her, has he also gone 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 evaluated very badly by teachers and classmates, and what she said was not credible, so they did not pay attention to her.

So after investigating for three days at Suxun Primary School, I came to a conclusion: the head teacher had done his responsibilities, and the student Xia Yihan died accidentally and did not file a case for handling.

……

Five years ago, Friday, May 30th.

As the holidays approached, the students’ faces were filled with liberating ease. The boys were playing in the corridors, playing more madly than usual, like wild boars rushing out of hunting siege.

The corridor is a long corridor that is neither wide nor narrow. For fear of students falling, railings and glass windows are installed, and the children are crazy and crash against the railings, so there will be no accidents.

Mu Han was standing by the window. She was wearing a school uniform, a white shirt, and a blue skirt. The shirt was tied into the skirt. She was slender. Her hair was neither long nor short. She fell straight down below the collarbone, and the hair around her ears was again. Behind the ears, the whole person appeared quiet and well-behaved.

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

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

She sat until the sunset on the horizon faded, then stood up, picked up a bougainvillea, and walked home.

Today Friday, after school, she also thought of sitting in the long pavilion. She knew that Xiaomei was dead, but she couldn’t feel the sadness, just out of habit, she wanted to go to the place where she met and see those bougainvillea flowers.

A tall boy next to him was crazy and didn’t pay attention. When he met her, she flashed aside and stepped aside.

The tall man ignored his apology and continued to play wildly with his companions, making the noise more and more loud.

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

The tall man who just went crazy just now was pushed to the window, holding on to the railing, panting and laughing and cursing: “You two, do you want to murder me?”

“Jump down.”

The corridor was originally noisy, madness, roars, and lively voices rang together, and it was not clear who was who, but a small voice came out of thin air, suddenly muting an area, nearby ‘S classmates all looked at one person at the same time.

Mu Han stood by the window with a quiet expression, and looked at the tall boy seriously, with dark eyes in his eyes, “Jump down.”

The tall man looked back at the open window and looked at her again. He lost his hippie smile when he was crazy just now: “Are you kidding me?”

Mu Han is serious, facing the window, the sun outlines her delicately, but it does not make up for the chill that radiates from her body at all. Even if she is bathed in the warm sun, it seems to have just come out of the freezer, with ice in her pupils. .

Just being watched by her, the tall man shuddered and became scared. He couldn’t help but stepped back a few steps to avoid the open window, but his momentum was stubborn and he pointed at her and shouted, “You are sick.” , You are…in…”

The boy had been “being” for a long time, and his words were poor for a while, and finally his inspiration flashed, and he spit out an appropriate and highly compelling word: “criminal!”

Mu Han smiled suddenly, with the corners of his lips rising, but there was no smile in his eyes.

“You also know that I am committing a crime.”

With that, she turned around and went straight back to the classroom, standing by the classroom window, looking down at the long pavilion full of bougainvillea.