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Then, the three of them went upstairs together. After knocking on the door, a middle-aged woman opened the door and looked at them with a puzzled face, "Who are you?"

"Hello, aunt, we are Zhou Ming's former classmates and want to come and see you."

"classmate?"

The classmates who died eight years ago are now in their twenties, but today's college students are better at dressing up, similar to people in their twenties. Life in a small county is secluded, and there is no difference. The woman agreed to let them enter. House.

The room was not big, and the furniture was in the style of their parents' generation. After the three of them entered the room, the woman was very polite and asked them where they were working after graduation.

Luo Chen said that he was working as an anchor, Zhuo Meng said that he was working as a fitness instructor, and his figure was very convincing. Li Xinran saw that both of them were able to make up smoothly, so she casually said that they were working as a teacher.

The woman smiled kindly and said, "They are all good jobs. If my Xiao Ming were still here, he might be a senior executive of a car factory now."

"Automobile factory? I remember Zhou Ming told me that he applied for the psychology major."

The woman's expression immediately changed, "What's psychology? Isn't that a deceptive major? He was ignorant at the beginning and managed to get good grades. How could he learn useless things?"

After saying that, she went into the room, took out an admission notice wrapped in a photo frame, and showed it to the three of them. It clearly said Mechanical Major.

The three of them were a little surprised. The woman said: "Only in this way can you learn a serious craft. When you look for a job in the future, there will be many people vying for it. His father is an employee of an auto repair shop. The most important person in the factory is the engineer. If Xiao Ming If you graduate and work, wouldn't you be an engineer?"

As she spoke, she wiped the photo frame. The admission notice seemed to be their best achievement as parents, enough to prove to everyone that they had taught their children well and that their children were promising.

But in fact, this child died when he was eighteen years old before he could go out.

Li Xinran couldn't help it anymore, "Auntie, Zhou Ming wants to study psychology. Why did the final notice say he majored in mechanics?"

"What's the point? He randomly applied for useless majors. Of course his father and I must correct him, otherwise the child's life will be ruined."

"But his whole life is gone!"

"you……"

The woman's eyes widened, "I am his mother, I can't make the decision anymore in his affairs?"

Li Xinran said: "What do you mean by making the decision? Did you secretly change the school he applied for?"

"I changed it for his own good!"

"But he's dead! Are you doing it for him or yourself?"

The woman's emotions were suddenly stimulated, and she shouted excitedly: "I'm just doing it for his own good. I'm his mother, how can I still harm him!"

This was Zhou Ming's family. His parents had a strong desire to control. Ever since he was a child, everything in his life had to be decided by his parents. He had no chance to choose. Even what he wanted to eat was not something he could decide. Yes, as long as he has different ideas, his parents will think that you are good and completely deny him, or they will say that we have worked hard to raise you and you have to listen to your parents. In short, he is a student who is still relying on his parents and has no reason to refute. .

Finally one day, Zhou Ming came into contact with psychology, and he suddenly realized that maybe his parents' desire to control was a kind of mental illness?

Psychiatrists can effectively channel this kind of paranoid personality, and maybe this can improve his family relationship. Maybe there are many parents who are more or less paranoid? Can he help more families?

Zhou Ming, who harbors idealism, becomes more and more determined to become a psychiatrist. He wants to solve irreconcilable family relationships for more people who have similar experiences to him, and even help the next generation of young people learn to be good communicative parents.

But this ideal all came to an abrupt end at the age of eighteen.

"He didn't change his application choice because of you, but his life was ruined by you. He is desperate. He feels that even if he becomes a psychiatrist, he can't change you."

In desperation, he chose to end it and not suffer this sin anymore.

The woman yelled: "It's because he can't think about it. His father and I are thinking about his future. Are we wrong?"

At this time, Zhuo Meng, who had been silent, seemed to be stimulated by something, and shouted: "You are so self-righteous! Why do you think what you are thinking is right? You live in this small room, and you are just an ordinary person. , why are you making decisions for someone who is so good at studying? When you were studying, were you better than your son?"

"You... who are you! What do you want to do when you come to my house? Get out of here!"

The woman clamored for the three of them to leave and refused to communicate with them any more.

Li Xinran wanted to say something else, but Luo Chen signaled her not to say anything. Paranoid parents will never admit their mistakes in their lives. Even if they are wrong, they will not admit it, as if any admission of mistakes will affect the dignity of their parents, and the dignity will be damaged. That would kill them.

They knew clearly that Zhou Ming's death was due to his application being changed, so they committed suicide in despair. They still would not admit that it was their fault, that their son was too naive, had poor mental endurance, etc. There were too many reasons to escape.

If they admit it, they will face the greatest responsibility for their son's death.

"Auntie, let me help you."

"What are you going to do?"

Luo Chen raised his hand and placed it on the woman's forehead. Spiritual energy poured into her eyes. The woman's eyes seemed to see something. She was stunned for half a minute. Suddenly she cried and knelt on the ground holding the notice.

Zhuo Meng asked him what he had done.

"The resentment is on the admission notice."

The first time he saw the notice, Luo Chen discovered that there was residual resentment, so he helped the woman open her yin and yang eyes and saw with his own eyes the remaining ghost of his son.

"Son... Mom was wrong. It was Mom who harmed you." The woman hugged the notice tightly, completely losing her paranoia just now. The tears flowing from her eyes were filled with regret and longing.

Maybe this is what she has been really thinking in these years.

There is nothing left to be paranoid about when everyone is gone. She regrets it every day and night, and suffers from her son's departure.

Luo Chen comforted: "Auntie, let him rest in peace. He loves you, so he wants to study psychology, hoping to change the family relationship so that you can get along more harmoniously."

The woman choked and couldn't control her sobs, "How should I let him rest in peace?"

"Burn the notice."

The proud notice in the eyes of parents is actually Zhou Ming's desperate death notice.

Even though she was reluctant to let go, the mother was still willing to let go after seeing her son's ghost. She nodded in agreement and cried for a long time holding the notice, as if she was venting the years of repression in her heart.

She probably knew what these three people were here for. Someone had seen the ghost of her son.

Things seemed to go more smoothly than expected, and the three of them left after a few minutes.

Luo Chen said that he saw Zhou Ming's ghost leaving and no longer had to worry.

Li Xinran breathed a sigh of relief and was about to say thank you when his foot on the stairs suddenly slipped and he rolled a few times and fell. Luo Chen and Zhuo Meng hurriedly stepped forward to help him.

"It hurts!" Li Xinran looked in pain. She raised her hand tremblingly and stretched out her bloody middle finger. The nail was actually broken...