Chapter 61

Jiang Heng brought Cheng Yan into the room.

Standing by the water dispenser, Jiang Heng looked at the back on the sofa frowning and sighed softly.

Holding the cup, Jiang Heng sat down and pushed the hot water in front of Cheng Yan, but he didn't pick it up. Jiang Heng reminded: "Drink first."

Cheng Yan shook his head and stared intently at Jiang Heng in front of him. He was afraid that he would not be able to get an answer. He asked in a sincere tone: "Tell me, don't hide it from me."

He has not found that Song Yu is abnormal, but is it the same as not having found it? Tan Tingting didn't let anyone find anything unusual. He thought what happened to Tan Tingting, but when he turned around, the person was gone. How could Cheng Yan not be afraid?

Did Song Yu not show it in front of him, or was he not careful enough? Not found.

Jiang Heng rubbed his forehead with his hand, as if he was very embarrassed. Cheng Yan's appearance must have known something, and his appearance, Cheng Yan would not think that everything was that simple.

There must be a statement today.

Cheng Yan clenched his hands tightly, grabbed Jiang Heng's wrist, and said, "Brother Jiang, don't hide it from me, please, I'm very worried about Song Yu, don't let me be kept in the dark, okay?"

Jiang Heng wondered: "It's not that I want to hide it from you, it's really... Song Yu won't let me say it, I can't do it."

Sure enough, Jiang Heng was the one who knew about this, and he still made the wrong call.

Cheng Yan retracted his hand, stood up, and said in a low voice, "Then I'll ask him." He had no choice, he knew that Song Yu would not tell him, but Cheng Yan had no choice, he had to know, he had to know, he didn't want to. He was not around when Song Yu had an accident. When Song Yu had a problem, he laughed without knowing it. Tan Tingting knew it, Jiang Heng knew it, but as his boyfriend, he was kept in the dark.

Seeing that he was leaving, Jiang Heng hurriedly said, "Cheng Yan."

It wasn't that he didn't want to say it, he promised others not to say it, now... Jiang Heng hesitated for a while, wavered for a while, he was thinking, Cheng Yan already knew that Song Yu had a problem, so what's the point of hiding it? He went to ask Song Yu, Song Yuding would not tell him, is this over? No.

Song Yu likes Cheng Yan so much, and Cheng Yan is also very committed to him. Will the two of them affect their relationship because of this? Such a result was not what Jiang Heng wanted to see.

He has known Song Yu for a long time, and he felt in his heart that Song Yu has always been indifferent and has a similar attitude towards everyone. Cheng Yan has mobilized his rich and intense emotions. It can be seen that Song Yu really likes this person. There have been several times that this person has caused unstable emotions, can't it explain anything?

After thinking for a while, Jiang Heng finally had an answer. He said softly, "Sit down."

Cheng Yan stared at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng took a sip of the cup of water he poured for Cheng Yan.

"How much do you know?" Jiang Heng put down the water glass.

"Not much," Cheng Yan said, "A girl in our school committed suicide. She sent a text message to Song Yu before she died, and there was a point in it. I didn't quite understand what it said about red and bloody things. "

Jiang Heng pursed his lips, and rubbed his thumb on his hand.

Cheng Yan's eyes were like torches: "I'm not afraid of anything."

When it comes to Song Yu, he is not afraid of anything. He has such mental preparations for a long time, because Song Yu's indifference and escapism towards him are more terrifying to him than these.

Seeing his firm attitude, Jiang Heng did not delay any longer. He took a deep breath, looked at the table, and asked, "Have you heard of violent fantasies?"

Cheng Yan frowned: "What is it?"

Jiang Heng said: "It is a kind of mental illness. People with this kind of fantasy will have a fanatical love for killing and blood."

Cheng Yan tightened his fingers: "Song Yu is..."

Jiang Heng shook his head: "No, he is more complicated."

Jiang Heng exhaled: "He has been undergoing psychotherapy all the time, and the diagnosis is violent fantasy disorder, but not only that, but also a mild bipolar disorder, although it is not serious and the episodes are not frequent, this is due to psychotherapy. And his self-control ability is not bad, but once it occurs, it will be very painful, and there will be the urge to kill and abuse others. Every time he has a premonition of emotional ups and downs, he will lock himself in the room to prevent doing something that cannot be done. Something to redeem."

"That likes red..."

"I don't like red, I like blood," Jiang Heng said. "He has a strong desire for bright red."

Cheng Yan remembered what he saw in Song Yu's room, the dazzling computer wallpaper, and his excitement when he saw the multicolored eels slaughtering the little fish. These...are all traces, aren't they? It's just that he didn't pay much attention and found it.

"When he was sick..." Cheng Yan lowered his eyes: "What should I do?"

"Do nothing." Jiang Heng looked at him and frowned, and said, "At that time, it's best to stay away from him, don't touch him, it's not easy for him to control himself, and when something tempting appears, once he loses control, It would be a big mistake."

It is true that there is no empathy in this world, and Cheng Yan will not rashly say that he can understand Song Yu. He can't understand it, and of course he can't understand it. How can he understand the pain of Song Yu when he is sick? He hadn't been tortured by emotions like that, and he wouldn't use the word empathy abruptly.

He was just worried for no reason, maybe because he liked Song Yu too much, he was used to Song Yu being aloof and the pride of the sky, and he couldn't imagine when he suffered inhuman torture alone.

"Why?" What are the reasons for this? Cheng Yan's heart is still trembling, the information is not difficult to understand, but difficult to digest.

"Family problems," Jiang Heng said, "Ninety percent of the psychological problems in the world come from family and childhood. Song Yu has respectful parents, in order to cultivate him, he was given extreme education since childhood. , There are clear rewards and punishments. If you don't do well, you will be punished. If you do well, you will be rewarded. There is no balance in the middle. No matter what he does, there are only two results. People who grow up under this kind of education will lack a certain amount of care and sympathy. Heart, I think so many people say that Song Yu is indifferent, which is also related to this."

"Extreme education?"

"Well, I don't know the specifics, and he didn't say too much. His mother seems to be some kind of educator. She's very good at doing this. I don't know anything else. You know him. Now, he doesn’t like to talk,” Jiang Heng said, “I have learned before that the so-called extreme education is actually an aggressive education, which brings more harm than good. His attending doctor said that this kind of education grows up. People are indeed very good, because they know the consequences of not doing well, but they will also naturally put a pressure on themselves to pursue the best in everything, otherwise they will be anxious and uneasy. It's easy to go to violence when you vent."

educator...

Do you educate your children like this? Cheng Yan didn't quite understand the so-called educational methods of educators.

"It's hard for you to understand, isn't it?" Jiang Heng paused and smiled sarcastically, "I don't know what kind of education those people do, but I've seen his mother's early interview videos, which mentioned this A kind of education, wait a minute, you should still be able to find it."

Jiang Heng took out his mobile phone and searched for information on the Internet. Song Yu's mother was a well-known educator. Many of the educational methods she provided were praised by people. She also wrote many educational books. It is not difficult to find her.

"Here." Jiang Heng took the phone to Cheng Yan.

Cheng Yan took it and clicked the play button. This was the first time he saw Song Yu's mother. It was indeed an early video. The women in the video looked young, not yet in their thirties, wearing silver-rimmed glasses. The breath of intellectuals is blowing.

"Can you talk to us about the mechanism-based education mentioned earlier?" The host handed the microphone to Song Yu's mother.

"Of course you can," Mother Song said confidently and powerfully when facing the camera: "What I said about mechanism-based education can also be understood as reward and punishment education. We educate children to let them know what is right and wrong. Rewards and punishments are the best. In the world of children, they don't understand the big truth, but they know that beating will hurt, my dear is love, I don't advocate beating and scolding education, I don't think a child is yelling In this world, people can become talents, so the education method I propose is more gentle, that is, tell him right or wrong in a way that the child can understand, such as the child's favorite toy, if he makes a mistake, he can't play, and his toys should be confiscated, or the child should be confiscated. Afraid of the dark, tell him that if he is wrong, he will be locked in a small dark room, so that he does not dare to make mistakes, and knows the consequences, so that the child's behavior can be restricted."

"I also use this method to educate my children. Experiments have shown that this is a very effective education method, and I dare not exaggerate. My children are still relatively good among their peers, both in terms of grades and abilities in all aspects. , are all good, so we must establish a reward and punishment mechanism to educate children." The young woman is shining brightly at this time, and her eyes are filled with gratification, for the success of her education method.

Moderator: "I have benefited a lot from communicating with you. I hope to read your new works as soon as possible. We also hope that the parents in front of the screen will take less detours in educating their children."

"I will finish the article as soon as possible. Parents all over the world are of the same mind, not to mention educating their children to be the best in the world, at least there is no problem in cultivating them well..."

Experimental proof.

In the whole video, Cheng Yan only focused on hearing and remembering these four words. Did the experiment prove it? Song Yu is an experiment of an educator, his mother plays the role of an educator, and Song Yu is an experiment of her education, right?

Excellent, the proud son of heaven, the parents of the world are of the same mind, really? But his parents didn't make him the favored son of heaven. Although his mother always despised him, she never forced him to achieve what kind of achievements. The most frequently mentioned sentence of his mother was: "You This life is peaceful and safe, without disaster or disaster, just to serve your mother and me."

So he's a normal guy, but he's healthy.

So Song Yu is the favored son of heaven, but he is tortured.

Who exactly won? Whose way of education loses? Who is better? The judges are not the parents, they can judge themselves as children.

Mother Song's voice was still resounding, and Cheng Yan felt it was very noisy, so he turned off the phone, put the phone on the table, put the back of his hand to his mouth, and stared at the table worriedly.

Jiang Heng added in a low voice: "It's not just this one, she seems to have used several different educations on Song Yu, because the contrast is too great, and the way of education makes Song Yu unpredictable to her parents, and she will feel that her parents are too uncertain. , it will also have a great sense of unease for the family, maybe this is the disadvantage."

Different educational models are, rather, different experimental methods.

"Why are you hiding it from me?" Cheng Yan couldn't lift his emotions.

Jiang Heng put away the phone and said lightly, "He thinks you will be afraid."

Song Yu had rejected him before, turned around and left without responding to his feelings. In fact, this was the more important reason. He was worried that he would be afraid, that he would not recognize his six relatives when he fell ill? Are you afraid of hurting Cheng Yan? He dared not tell himself this, why? Do you think you will despise him? Fear him?

Is Cheng Yan so timid in his heart? Is Mu Qiang so strong that he must like an excellent person who can't have any problems, a perfect person?

Cheng Yan lowered his head.

"He is with you and is not friendly to his condition, because you can easily arouse his emotions. In fact, last time he played billiards, something was wrong with him. I don't know if you noticed." Jiang Heng mentioned, He would be really afraid that Song Yu would lose control and would be exposed, and he could not hide it at that time. Fortunately, he suppressed the impulse and Cheng Yan was not hurt.

After Jiang Heng's reminder, Cheng Yan also thought of that time, no wonder, no wonder the last time Song Yu kissed him was so fierce, so fierce, no wonder his eyes were so red, it looked like he was going to eat people, did he want to kiss him? him? Did he really want to eat him, to make him bleed? He longed so much for the color of blood.

"Do you think I should leave him?" Cheng Yan asked back, his eyes were deep and shot on Jiang Heng's face, full of aggressiveness.

Jiang Heng explained: "No, that's not what I meant, I was just afraid that he would hurt you... He was also worried that he would not be able to control it."

Cheng Yan did not reply to him again.

Jiang Heng knew that it was not easy for the two to be together. He was quite clear about Song Yu's affairs. Jiang Heng said bitterly, "Cheng Yan, he likes you very much, but at the same time it is also very dangerous. Excessive excitement will cause him to become violent. Complex, I said something that shouldn't be said, with him, you will be injured, and he will have more and more serious consequences."

"So I should break up with him," Cheng Yan said, "break up? Stay away from him, do you think so?"

Jiang Heng said helplessly: "For the sake of both of you, this is the only way."

Song Yu's unstable emotions are becoming more and more frequent, how many times can he control it? If it really gets out of control and he hurts the person he likes with his own hands, will he feel guilty when he wakes up? How many times can Cheng Yan endure it? Such violence is unacceptable to normal people. It is a ticking time bomb. Once it breaks out, it will definitely injure two people, and it will have equally serious consequences.

Jiang Heng couldn't think of any good method that could still be used.

"Okay?" Cheng Yan thought for a long time, "but I don't think so."

Jiang Heng frowned, watching Cheng Yan stand up, today's news is enough, he has the answer, there is no need to stay, he still has a lot of things to deal with, he still has to see his hiding , Boyfriend haven't seen in a week.

Cheng Yan said in a low voice, "Brother Jiang, thank you for your answer. I'll give you a reply as well."

Cheng Yan's hands fell to his side, his eyes were burning, he didn't hesitate or waver at all, and he said loudly, "If Song Yu likes blood, he will hurt me. The blood shed by the person he likes will definitely satisfy him more than others."

Jiang Heng looked at the young man in front of him dumbfounded. He never expected to hear such a response. Jiang Heng said in shock, "Are you crazy?"

Cheng Yan nodded absurdly: "Well, from the first time I saw him, I was crazy and lost my bottom line."