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Chapter 63
When he arrived at school the next day, Qu Da Zhuang looked at Jirang with a grimace and watched the whole morning study.
In the end, Jirang couldn't help it anymore and hit him with an English book: "You fucking look at Lao Tzu like this again, believe it or not Lao Tzu dug out your eyeballs?"
Qu Da Zhuang aggrieved and hid behind Liu Haiyang and reprimanded him: "You lie! You cheated my feelings and hurt my heart!"
Jirang wanted to kick him to death: "How did I hurt you?"
Qu Da Zhuang: "You lied to me that you took time off only when you were sick, which made me worry for two days in vain! The result? You obviously asked the little fairy for leave and went with her!"
Jirang said: "Who the hell asked you to ask questions about the branches and leaves of West Africa?"
He was too lazy to explain so much, and simply said he was sick.
Qu Da Zhuang refused to comply and insisted that Jirang compensate him for his mental loss. After that, he was beaten violently by Jirang and suffered a psychological and physical blow.
I will cry if continue.
In the afternoon, there is a physical education class in Class 9, Jirang has missed a lot of homework in the past two days, so he didn't go to school, so he stayed in the classroom to do papers. He was the only one in the classroom, halfway through it. Someone at the back door probed his head and walked in, biting a popsicle, and asked him, "Why didn't you go to gym class?"
It's Yu Zhuo. The sweaty person should have just finished physical education and the whole body is sweaty. Seeing him writing questions, I was shocked: "You didn't go to sports to do math papers?!"
Jirang glanced at him and calculated trigonometric functions on the draft: "Why, no?"
Yu Zhuo held back for a long time before squeezing out a sentence: "It doesn't match your school domineering temperament."
Jirang feels that this little kid who uses the young and Dangerous as his idol is not saved. But is it his precious brother anyway? still have to mention a few words, and can't just watch him fall.
So he stopped writing and asked him quietly, "Is it great to study well?"
Yu Zhuo sucked the popsicles: "It's pretty awesome."
Jirang asked again: "Is it too good to fight fiercely?"
Yu Zhuo thought for a while: "That's right."
Jirang: "Whether you learn well and fight fiercely, isn't it the strongest?"
Yu Zhuo: "!"
Jirang: "Just do the best you can." After picking up the points, pick up the pen and continue to calculate the problem.
Yu Zhuo, who was eating popsicles, felt that his outlook on life had been greatly impacted within ten seconds. He suddenly felt that he was narrow-minded before, and he only wanted to fight and kill with his fists, but the real boss had already stood on the shoulders of giants!
Yu Zhuo licked the popsicle and left with a heavy face.
Only after returning to his classroom did he realize, why did he just go to Jirang?
Oh, he wanted to ask if Jirang went to Yan City with his sister this time.
Forget it, it doesn't matter, he should set his life goals first.
...
After school in the afternoon, Jirang will pick up Qi Ying. She talked to Yue Li about laughing and walking out of the classroom. No one could notice that this girl who smiled with starlight in her eyes had deep scars in her heart.
How can she hide so well.
He was angry and distressed.
When she ran over happily, she had to conceal all complicated emotions and smile casually.
She seemed to leave all her sorrow in Yan City, and asked him sweetly: "Should we go to do homework together?"
Jirang remembered the business tonight, so he could only lie and refuse: "The air conditioner at home is broken. The maintenance worker will come over in a while, and I will go back early."
She was not disappointed, and said softly: "Then I will go home too."
Jirang took her to the bus stop, watched her get in the car and left, then turned back to the school gate and rode her mountain bike to find Chen Fengzhi.
The Chen family is in the jewellery industry, and several internationally renowned jewellery designers have gone out. The Golden Jubilee Jewelry of the Chen family is known as one of the three major jewellery giants in China, which shows its strength.
However, as the high-profile eldest son of the Chen family, Chen Fengzhi has studied psychology that has nothing to do with jewelry, and has become a psychiatrist, a well-known kind in the industry.
He is a few years older than Ji Qian and is Ji Qian's university senior. The two have a good relationship. At that time, Chen Fengzhi hadn't gone to New York for further study. Jirang was tied to him to receive psychotherapy. He jumped out of the third-floor window and ran away. It also broke his dream Jingde Mudan. porcelain.
Later, Chen Fengzhi drove his red Ferrari to school to block Jirang, who thought he was the same as the psychologists before.
As a result, Chen Fengzhi came to him to lose money.
Pay for that expensive Jingde porcelain.
In the end, the matter ended with Jirang smashing his pocket money card on his head.
This smashed, but also smashed some contacts. At least Jirang no longer rejects him as much as before, and is willing to reply to him and answer his phone calls.
Later, Jirang learned that Chen Feng's seemingly unintentional chatting was actually trying to induce him psychologically. During the most difficult time, he led him to the past.
Although he didn't let him open the knot in the end, he never lost faith in life.
It's also a way of living.
Jirang still recognizes Chen Fengzhi's business ability.
Chen Fengzhi now lives in an apartment in the center of the city. It is sixty stories high. He lives on the top floor, saying that he wants to be quiet.
Simply sick.
Jirang is almost annoying to take the elevator.
When he went to ring his doorbell, Chen Fengzhi opened the door in his nightgown with red wine. When he saw him, he sighed and said, "Unfortunately, it's not a beauty who came to me."
Jirang was too lazy to talk nonsense with him, and went straight to the subject: "I want to ask you, if a person who has committed suicide, will he commit suicide again when his mental condition has not recovered?"
Chen Fengzhi was sitting on the sofa with a chess game on the coffee table in front of him. He played with himself. He took a sip of wine and walked away from a white queen without raising his head: "Who committed suicide?"
Jirang was expressionless: "If you don't answer my question properly, go to the garden downstairs to find your chess."
Chen Feng looked up helplessly: "I'm on vacation, you must force me to go to work." Seeing Jirang's increasingly cold eyes, he raised his hands and surrendered, "Okay, suicide, right? You said this. People, are they psychologically satisfied or mentally relieved? How many suicidal behaviors have you had? When was the last time?"
Jirang hesitated and said, "It should be only once."
Chen Fengzhi: "Should?"
Jirang: "..."
He gave a general overview of Qi Ying's situation.
Chen Fengzhi nodded as he listened, and after he finished speaking, he meditated: "According to what you said, the situation is very serious. According to our general statistics, a person who committed suicide has experienced suicidal thoughts until the thoughts completely disappeared. The recovery period for the cure is two years. What you said, you have fully recovered in less than half a year, right? It is basically impossible if you are sure you have committed suicide."
He talked about a lot of professional diagnosis in psychology, Jirang heard it in a cloud of fog, and was completely confused in the end.
He interrupted the endless Chen Fengzhi: "Just tell me what I should do."
Chen Fengzhi took a sip of red wine from the cup, and said slowly, "Simple, let patients regain the sense of being needed and loved. For example, raising a cat and a dog starts with the most subtle sense of responsibility. Shaping minds."
Jirang nodded thoughtfully.
When things were settled, he didn't want to stay in this room sixty floors above the ground, so he said hello and left. Chen Fengzhi said behind him, "I will have the opportunity to meet the little girl you mentioned."
Jirang opened the door: "Say it again."
If it is not necessary, he actually does not want to take her to see a psychologist.
That is telling her clearly that you are mentally ill.
The little girl will be obedient and sad.
He didn't want to do what made her sad.
When got down from the apartment, the sky was already dark. He straddled his legs, got on the motorcycle, took out his phone and sent a message to Qi Ying: Are you afraid of mice?
She returned quickly: not afraid.
He smiled and put the phone back in his pocket.
At around nine o'clock in the evening, Qi Ying, who was still working on his homework, received his call.
He smiled on the other end and said, "I'm downstairs in your house."
She exclaimed in a low voice: "Why are you here?"
Jirang said: "I have something for you, come down."
She ran to the window with her mobile phone and looked down. Her window was facing downstairs. She saw the young man standing under the row of camphor trees outside the unit building. His figure was stretched very long by the street lamp and swayed on the ground.
She whispered: "Then wait for me."
After hanging up the phone, Wu Yinghua and Yu Cheng outside were watching TV. She whispered, "Uncle, I'll go down and buy some ice cream."
The two of them were fascinated by the drama, and they didn't pay attention to her face flushed from lying, and waved their hands: "Go. By the way, take the trash away at the door."
She answered with her head buried, put on her shoes and went out hurriedly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she reached the entrance of the corridor.
Then he went downstairs with the garbage.
Go and throw away the trash first, then dash up to him, look up at him, and his eyes are filled with joy: "Why are you here?"
Jirang also laughed and stretched out his hand hidden behind him.
He carried a small pink cage with a fluffy white hamster in it.
Her eyes widened, and Xiao Xiao "wow".
Jirang said, "My son, I'll support you."
Qi Ying was so surprised that she stammer: "You...your son?"
Jirang: "Well, it's very important to me. Now I have transferred the custody of it to you. Three meals a day, one must not be less, you have to drink water, clean the nest, play with him, remember? ?"
She was so innocent and soft and asked him: "Are you really going to give me your son? Wouldn't you bear it?"
Jirang: "..."
This little fool believes everything.
He sternly said: "No way, I am too busy with tuition every day, and I can't take care of it. Can you take care of it for me?"
Her eyes lit up with excitement, she nodded seriously, took the cage in his hand carefully, and asked him softly, "What's its name?"
Jirang: "..."
Japan, do you still have a name?
Qi Yingyi looked at him expectantly.
The big man with a short-circuit in his brain bit his head and said: "It's called Ji Xiaorang."