Chapter 352 Very good, your success broke my heart
Xie Xingchen is living a good life these days.
The hospital he was in was the most high-end psychiatric sanatorium in S city. Every morning, the patients got up and practiced Tai Chi together. After doing Tai Chi, they went to have breakfast together, watch the news and watch TV series.
After eating at noon, they take a nap. In the afternoon, the patients get up and play some puzzle games together.
Turn off the lights and go to bed on time at nine o'clock in the evening.
Such a healthy and regular life gradually calmed down Xie Xingchen's heart.
The crazy criticism factor hidden in his bones slowly dissipated.
The handsome face that was originally sinister has now become round and smooth.
In a few days, after passing the hospital's test, he will be discharged.
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After Ruan Jingjing received Wen Jiu's call, she immediately came to the mental hospital.
When she arrived, she happened to see Xie Xingchen playing chess with an old man.
She stood in the distance and watched for a long time, and saw that Xie Xingchen remained calm no matter whether he won or lost.
She was very relieved and grateful to Wen Jiu for giving him the idea of hospital treatment.
Sure enough, it is useless to suppress negativity all the time. It is useful to eliminate negativity from the source.
After a while, the old man got tired and stopped playing chess. He got up and wanted to go back to rest.
Xie Xingchen also stood up and supported the old man to see him off.
Ruan Jingjing rushed over immediately, smiled at each other with Xie Xingchen, walked around to the other side of the old grandfather, and supported him: "Xingchen and I will take you back together."
The old man looked at Ruan Jingjing and then at Xie Xingchen: "Is this your wife?"
Xie Xingchen smiled and nodded: "Yes."
The old man praised: "Not bad, not bad."
The three of them walked to the hospital for a while, and the old man suddenly asked again: "Is this your wife?"
Xie Xingchen was not impatient at all: "Yes."
The old man praised: "Not bad, not bad."
It only took ten minutes to walk from the activity room to the ward. The old man repeated this conversation ten times.
Xie Xingchen, however, took the trouble to answer him.
Ruan Jingjing felt warm in her heart when she heard it.
In the past, Xie Xingchen would not have had such patience.
Now, everything is moving towards a better place for him.
After sending the old man to a separate ward, Ruan Jingjing took Xie Xingchen to the lawn of the hospital yard and sat on the ground.
Holding your head high, you can see the boundless starry sky in front of you, and behind you is the lawn stained with night dew.
Xie Xingchen reached out and took Ruan Jingjing into his arms: "Jingjing, you have worked hard this month. I will be discharged from the hospital in a few days, and the heavy burden on your shoulders can be handed over to me."
Ruan Jingjing did not answer this question. After a few seconds of silence, she got straight to the point and said, "Your brother has cancer. He is in the terminal stage and may die at any time."
Xie Xingchen stiffened suddenly: "What? Real or fake?"
Ruan Jingjing turned to look at him: "Really. My sister-in-law went to see him today and said that he was so sick that he was no longer human. He might leave at any time... You should go and see him."
Xie Xingchen's eyes slowly turned red, and his hands clenched into fists, shaking uncontrollably, as if he was holding back the pain.
Ruan Jingjing raised her arms to wrap around him and patted his back gently. She was about to comfort him when she heard him gritting his teeth and saying, "No."
Ruan Jingjing was stunned for a moment, let go of him, and asked puzzledly: "Why? I can see that you obviously care about him too."
Xie Xingchen turned his face away to prevent Ruan Jingjing from seeing the painful struggle in his eyes, and said forcefully: "I didn't! My brotherhood with him has ended long ago!"
"Why? Just because he was busy with work and failed to fulfill his responsibility to take care of you?" Ruan Jingjing really didn't understand.
She was a book reader and was familiar with the plot when she was not here, but she felt that the hatred between the two brothers was inexplicable and made a fuss out of a molehill.
There is obviously no deep hatred.
If we say that we cannot take care of children, then adults often do the same, and I have never seen a child hate adults so much that they never interact with them for the rest of their lives.
But Xie Xingchen said nothing: "You don't have to worry about our affairs. Jingjing, you are the only person I care about in this world. I hope you won't embarrass me."
"Okay..." He had already said that, and Ruan Jingjing couldn't continue to ask questions, so she had to give up.
She accompanied Xie Xinghen and sat silently until the administrator told him to turn off the lights, and then the two of them separated.
Xie Xingchen returned to the ward and lay down on the bed, but he tossed and turned and couldn't fall asleep.
Finally, with insomnia and confusion, he clicked on his phone and found Xie Tianheng.
He typed: "How are you doing?"
Impulsed, he stared at this line of text and hesitated for a long time, but finally deleted it.
If he doesn't apologize for that incident, he will never forgive him.
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Ruan Jingjing sat in her car and called Wen Jiu to tell her the results of today's communication.
"Hey, I really can't help it. I really don't know what the grudge is between the two brothers. I'll apologize to my sister-in-law later. I really can't persuade him."
Wen Jiu didn't want to give up so easily. Xie Tianheng could die at any time. If he died with regrets, Wen Jiu would really feel uncomfortable for a while.
She recalled all the plot and came up with a guess.
"My elder brother was busy making money back then, and only gave his younger brother money but did not take care of his life. My younger brother was left with a psychological shadow by the bullying at school, and he was angry with his elder brother. My younger brother proposed to divide the family property. My elder brother felt that my younger brother was crazy and did not care about the kindness of raising him. It was divided.
But I also hate my younger brother. Do you think this is the key to the conflict between the two?"
Ruan Jingjing pondered for a moment: "Are you saying that the violence on campus back then was so violent that it left an indelible psychological shadow on him?"
"Well..." Wen Jiu hesitated for a while, then denied her guess, "That's not right, then the person who bullied him should also be blamed. What should he blame his brother for?"
[Suxiao Mandrill: In fact, he will get angry at people who don’t lend a helping hand. At first, his eldest brother was his only support. When he was bullied, he hoped that he would lend a helping hand. But Xie Tianheng was so busy at the beginning that he probably didn’t even say a word of comfort.
Right. That’s why I hate him.】
Wen Jiu saw the big man's analysis, thought about it carefully, and nodded silently.
She has also been bullied, but her parents, her biggest support, stand firmly by her side.
So she didn't feel completely helpless.
But for those classmates who were watching indifferently, she now adopts the attitude of staying away and never contacting them.
Although I don't hate them, I don't like them either.
Now that the boss has analyzed it like this, she also feels that it is really easy for a child to turn from admiration to hatred because the hero he expected to save him did not come.
The greater the expectations, the greater the disappointment.
Ruan Jingjing also said: "I haven't experienced it and I don't understand it, but I think it can be used as a breakthrough. Otherwise, should I investigate the bullying incident that year?"
Wen Jiu: "I'll go with you. The doctor advised not to transfer Xie Tianheng easily, so Shengsheng needs to stay here to take care of him. I will return to China tonight, and tomorrow I will go with you to find Xie Xingchen's school bully.
, resolve conflicts from the source.”
"good."
After hanging up the phone, Wen Jiu wanted to go back and tell Kong Shengsheng her arrangements.
Turning around, he suddenly bumped into a woman passing by him.
The man was very weak, and with just a slight bump, he stumbled back two steps and fell to the ground.
Wen Jiu quickly helped her up: "I'm sorry, aunt, are you okay?"
"Auntie?" The woman seemed a little unhappy.
"..." Wen Jiu looked at the wrinkled Oriental woman in front of her and guessed that she must be in her fifties or sixties. Isn't it right to address her as aunt?