Chapter 8 When he died, he was only eighteen years old...
Zhuang Mingyue sat at the desk without taking apart the gift from the White Jade Book.
She had seen the things inside even if they were not removed. They were a crystal hairpin or a Swarovski.
In 2000, when the average salary was only a few hundred yuan, it was considered a very strange thing.
She doesn't like wearing jewelry. When she wears jewelry, she always feels that she is tied to herself by an iron chain.
Maybe it was a psychological effect that made her feel uncomfortable.
Zhuang Mingyue put the gift under the cabinet of the desk.
I took out the math review book for senior high school students. These questions were not difficult for her. The pages of the book were very new, but they didn't read them often.
In the past, Zhuang Mingyue's grades were also at the end of the crane in the class. Later, in order to get into college, she asked Zhanyan to be her tutor. In addition to going to work, she asked him to tutor her studies.
Although the education he had only had a junior high school diploma, he was proficient in five foreign languages and the knowledge he learned was all achieved through self-study over time.
If his learning ability was placed in her school, the banquet would be a terrifying existence, and even the top scorer in the imperial city would probably not be a problem.
A smart and hardworking person like Zhanyan can always create miracles!
It’s no wonder that Zhuang Haisheng can watch the banquet!
However, Zhuang Haisheng never cared about her academic performance. Compared with her studies, Zhuang Haisheng paid more attention to her performance in the interest class.
Zhuang Haisheng trained her as a celebrity daughter, allowing her to learn various dance classes, piano classes, golf, cooking, and embroidery. She knows a lot, and these are also the most stringent courses that Zhuang Haisheng grasps her.
After all, he had all planned to marry her to a partner of a similar family and the most valuable partner in partnership with the two companies when she was twenty years old.
In his eyes, a woman has no talent and is virtue. She always wants to marry a wife. After marrying a wife, she should take care of her husband and children at home without showing up.
Just serve and win over your husband.
Zhuang Mingyue looked out the window and a black car drove out of the door.
It seems they have left.
It will take three more days for Zhuang Haisheng to come back. These days will be a rare time for her to be free.
She threw away the books in her hand and did what she wanted to do. She didn't want to be bound by the rules and regulations of the dealer.
I hurried to the garden in the backyard where I planted a jujube tree here. I heard that Wu's mother planted it alive when she was pregnant with her. Now it has grown taller than the wall. A branch is thicker than the arm, and it stretches to the villa next door.
The villa areas here are all connected, and a few trees planted by the wall can barely separate the view.
Now the dates on the tree are growing just right now, and Zhuang Mingyue can't wait to climb onto the tree, and then eat dates while watching the scenery.
Zhuang Mingyue still overestimated herself and couldn't climb up with bare hands, so she could only move a ladder.
Sitting at the top of the wall, the jujube tree was lush with branches and leaves, covering her figure.
She picked a red date, wiped it a few times, threw it into her mouth, swaying her feet, feeling very comfortable. She felt that she had never felt freedom like she was today, and she closed her eyes and enjoyed the breeze blowing...
I feel clearly that I am still alive.
At this time, a sound of porcelain breaking came from the villa next door, and a young man was angry: "Get out, get out..."
The sound came from the second floor. Zhuang Mingyue looked up and threw a crutch out of it.
"Ashu, my mother is doing it for your own good. Can we go out for a walk? You have been at home and don't go out. Mom is really worried about you."
"What's for my goodness? I just dislike me as a burden. It's not better if I die... You don't have to worry about it so much, waste your time on me, a waste. Go out... get out of here!"
"Ashu..."
"I asked you to go out, didn't you hear me?" the boy roared.
The woman said in compromise: "Okay... Mom, don't hurt yourself."
Who lives here? What a big temper.
She recalled that Zhuang Mingyue remembered that half a month after she cut her wrist, she took her to the hospital for a follow-up examination. When she came back, Zhuang Mingyue happened to see an ambulance parked next door.
The medical staff carried a body covered by white cloth out. The person was dead. Just like her, she committed suicide by cutting her wrist.
He was miserable and died in the bathroom for two days and two nights before being found.
Wu Ma said that the boy who committed suicide was the future heir of the Jiang family, a wealthy family in the imperial capital. Jiang Yushu had a car accident when he was a child and had his legs disabled, which caused him to fall into depression and stayed in the door, thus suffering from mental illness.
Jiang Yushu had a tendency to commit suicide, but he was lucky in the previous few times and was rescued.
It's a pity that he died at the age of eighteen!
Zhuang Mingyue picked a date from the tree and threw it in from the broken window...
Chapter completed!