waste heat

Chapter 61

Jiang Heng brought Cheng Yan into the house.

Standing by the drinking fountain, Jiang Heng looked at the back on the sofa with a sad face, and sighed softly.

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

Cheng Yan shook his head, staring intently at Jiang Heng in front of him, fearing that he would not get an answer, he pleaded earnestly: "Tell me, don't hide it from me."

He hadn't noticed anything unusual about Song Yu, but was it the same as not having discovered it?Tan Tingting didn't let anyone notice anything unusual, he thought what was going on with Tan Tingting, but when he turned around, the person disappeared, how could Cheng Yan not be afraid?

Did Song Yu never reveal it in front of him, or was he simply not careful enough?Not found.

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

There must be something to say today.

Cheng Yan clenched his hands, grabbed Jiang Heng's wrist, and said, "Brother Jiang, don't hide it from me, please, I'm 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, I can't do this."

Sure enough, Jiang Heng was the one who knew about it, and he still made the wrong number at the beginning.

Cheng Yan withdrew his hand, stood up, and said in a low voice: "Then I'll ask him." He had nothing to do, 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, and 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 about to leave, Jiang Heng hurriedly said, "Cheng Yan."

It's not 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 keeping it a secret?He went to ask Song Yu, Song Yuding would not tell him, is this thing over?It doesn't.

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

He has known Song Yu for a long time, and he feels from the bottom of his heart that Song Yu has always been indifferent, and has a similar attitude towards everyone. Cheng Yan mobilized his rich and intense emotions, which shows that Song Yu really likes this person. I have been aroused by this person a few times, and can't explain anything?

After Jiang Heng thought about it, he finally had an answer. He said softly, "Sit down."

Cheng Yan stared at Jiang Heng.

Jiang Heng picked up the glass of water poured for Cheng Yan and took a sip himself.

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

"Not much," Cheng Yan said, "A girl in our school committed suicide. The text message she sent to Song Yu before she died mentioned something in it. I don't quite understand what she said about red and bloody things. "

Jiang Heng pursed his lips, rubbed his thumb on his hand, and said with difficulty: "If you want to know about this, you must be mentally prepared."

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

Regarding Song Yu's affairs, he was not afraid of anything, he had already prepared himself for this, because compared to these, Song Yu's indifference and avoidance towards him made him feel more terrible.

Seeing that his attitude was firm, Jiang Heng didn't 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: "A kind of mental illness, people with this kind of fantasy will fanatically love killing and blood."

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

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

Jiang Heng let out a breath: "He has been undergoing psychological treatment, and the diagnosis result is violent hallucinations, but not only, he also has mild bipolar disorder, although it is not serious, the episodes are not frequent, this is due to the psychological treatment And his self-control ability is not bad, but once it happens, it will be very painful, and he will have the urge to kill or abuse others. Every time he feels emotional ups and downs, he will lock himself in the room to prevent him from doing something that he can't do. Redemption."

"That likes red..."

"It's not that he likes red, but he likes blood," Jiang Heng said, "He has a strong desire for the color of bright red."

Cheng Yan thought of what he saw in Song Yu's room, the glaring computer wallpaper, his excitement when he saw the colorful eels slaughtering small fish, these...are actually traces, aren't they?It's just that he didn't pay much attention and found out.

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

"Do nothing." Seeing him frowning, Jiang Heng said, "It was best to stay away from him at that time. Don't get in touch with him. It's not easy for him to control himself. Once something tempting appears, he loses control. It would be a big mistake."

There is indeed no empathy in this world, and Cheng Yan will not presumptuously say that he can understand Song Yu, he can't understand, of course he can't understand, how can he understand Song Yu's pain when he fell ill?He wasn't tortured by those emotions, and he wouldn't use the word empathy abruptly.

He was just worrying for no reason, maybe because he liked Song Yu so much, he was used to Song Yu being aloof, the pride of heaven, and he couldn't imagine the time when he endured inhuman torture alone.

"Why?" What is the cause of this?Cheng Yan's heart was still shaking. The information was not difficult to understand, but it was difficult to digest.

"Family problems," Jiang Heng said: "90.00% of the psychological problems in this world come from family and childhood. Song Yu has decent parents. In order to cultivate him, he was given extreme education since childhood, with clear rewards and punishments. If he does not do well, he will be punished, and if he does well, he 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 compassion. I think so many people say that Song Yu is cold, and it has something to do with it."

"Extreme education?"

"Well, I don't know the details, and he didn't say too much. His mother seems to be some kind of educator, and she is very good at doing this. I don't know anything else. You know him, and you can keep it simple. He doesn’t like talking,” Jiang Heng said, “I’ve learned before that the so-called extreme education is actually an aggressive education, which brings more harm than good. His attending doctor said that people who grew up with this education People are indeed very good, because they know the consequences of not doing well, but they will also naturally put pressure on themselves to pursue the best in everything, otherwise they will be anxious and restless. Once such emotions are too much, It is easy to turn violent when venting."

educator...

This is how you educate your children?Cheng Yan couldn't quite understand the so-called educator's education method.

"It's hard for you to understand, isn't it?" Jiang Heng paused, then smiled sarcastically, "I don't know what kind of education methods those people have, but I have seen his mother's early interview video, 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 looked for information on the Internet. Song Yu's mother was a well-known educator. Many educational methods she provided were praised by others, and she had written many educational books. It was not difficult to find her.

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

Cheng Yan picked it up and clicked the play button. This was the first time he saw Song Yu's mother. It was indeed an early video. The woman in the video looked young, not yet thirty, wearing silver-rimmed glasses, The breath of intellectuals rushed over.

"The mechanism-based education mentioned before, can you talk to us in detail?" The host handed the microphone to Song Yu's mother.

"Of course." Song's mother said confidently and powerfully when facing the camera: "The mechanism-based education I'm talking about can also be understood as reward-punishment education. We educate children to let him know the right and wrong things. Rewards and punishments are the best. In the world of children, they don't understand the truth, but they know that beating hurts, and kissing is love. I don't advocate beating and scolding education. I don't think a child is yelling. Therefore, the education method I propose is more gentle, which is to tell the child right or wrong in a way that the child can understand, such as the child’s favorite toy, if he makes a mistake, he cannot play, and his toy will be confiscated, or the child Afraid of the dark, tell him that if he makes a mistake, he will be locked in a small dark room, so that he will not dare to make a mistake, and understand the consequences, so as to limit the child's behavior."

"I myself also use this method to educate my children. Experiments have proved that this is a very effective way of education. I dare not exaggerate. My children are still relatively outstanding among their peers, no matter in terms of grades or abilities in all aspects. , are good, so to educate children, we must establish a reward and punishment mechanism." The young woman is shining at this time, and her eyes are gratified, for the success of her own education method.

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

"I will finish the article as soon as possible. Parents all over the world are of one mind. Not to mention educating children to be the pride of heaven, at least it is okay to raise them to be outstanding..."

Experimental proof.

Throughout the video, Cheng Yan only focused on hearing and memorizing these four words. The experiment proves?Song Yu is an experimental product of an educator, his mother plays the role of an educator, and Song Yu is an experimental product of her education method, right?

Excellent, the proud son of heaven, the parents of the world are of the same heart, really?But his parents didn't make him the proud son of heaven. Although his mother always disliked him, she never forced him to achieve any kind of achievement. The most frequent sentence of his mother was: "You This life is safe and sound, free from disasters and difficulties, just to serve your mother and me."

So he's an average guy, but he's healthy and healthy.

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

Who actually won?Whose way of education lost?Who is better?The judges are not the parents, but the children themselves who can judge.

Mother Song's voice was still resounding, Cheng Yan felt that it was very noisy, turned off the phone, put the phone on the table, put the back of his hand against 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 kinds of education on Song Yu, because the contrast is too great, the way of education makes Song Yu unpredictable to her parents, and she will feel that her parents are too uncertain , It will also cause a lot of uneasiness to the family, maybe this is the disadvantage."

Different educational models are more like different experimental methods.

"Why are you hiding it from me?" Cheng Yan couldn't get emotional.

Jiang Heng put away his phone and said flatly, "He thinks you will be scared."

Song Yu rejected him before, turned around and left without responding to his feelings. In fact, this is the more important reason. He was worried that he would be afraid, afraid that he would not recognize his relatives when he became ill?Are you afraid of hurting Cheng Yan?He didn't dare to tell himself about it, why?Do you think you will despise him?Will be afraid of him?

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

Cheng Yan lowered his head.

"He is with you, and he is not friendly to his condition, because you can easily mobilize his emotions. In fact, there was something wrong with him last time he played billiards. I don't know if you noticed it." Jiang Heng mentioned, He was really afraid that Song Yu would lose control and be exposed, and he would be unable to hide it. 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 Song Yu kissed him so fiercely and fiercely last time, no wonder his eyes were so red, he looked like he was going to eat people, did he want to kiss? Him?Did he really want to eat him and make him bleed?He longed for the color of blood so much.

"Do you think I should leave him?" Cheng Yan asked back, his eyes were deep, shooting at Jiang Heng's face, full of aggression.

Jiang Heng explained: "No, I didn't mean that, I was just afraid that he would hurt you...he was also worried that he would lose control."

Cheng Yan didn't reply to him again.

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

"So I should separate from him," Cheng Yan said, "Break up? Stay away from him, what do you think?"

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

Song Yu's unstable mood became more and more frequent, how many times can he control it?If he really got out of control and hurt the person he likes with his own hands, will he feel guilty after waking up?How many times can Cheng Yan bear it?Such violence is unacceptable to normal people. It is a time bomb. Once it explodes, two people will be injured, and the consequences will be equally serious.

Jiang Heng couldn't think of any good way to use it.

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

Jiang Heng frowned, and watched Cheng Yan stand up. Today's news is enough, he has the answer, there is no need to stay any longer, he still has a lot of things to deal with, and he still has to see his hiding one , a boyfriend I haven't seen in a week.

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

Cheng Yan's hands dropped to his sides, his eyes were burning, without any hesitation or wavering, he said loudly: "If he, Song Yu, likes blood, he will hurt me. The blood shed by the person he likes must satisfy him more than others."

Jiang Heng looked at the young man in front of him dumbfounded, never expecting to hear such a response, Jiang Heng asked in shock: "Are you crazy?"

Cheng Yan nodded absurdly: "Well, from the first time I saw him, I was crazy and had no bottom line."