"Wei Fuping, why don't you just die!" After Chen Huan finished carving the words, her hand still clung tightly to the knife, refusing to let go. Blood trickled down her palm, dripping onto her school uniform and the desk.
But Chen Huan seemed possessed. She gave a crazy smile. Just as she was about to raise the knife and cut her wrist, Chen Jianping, who was worried about her, pushed the door open and saw the scene of Chen Huan attempting suicide.
Chen Jianping rushed forward, snatched the knife from Chen Huan's hand, his pupils constricted. "Huanhuan, what are you doing!"
Chen Huan stretched out her blood - stained hands and said indifferently, "Dad, I'm going to find Mom. Why are you stopping me? I heard Mom calling me!"
Hearing the commotion, Chen Er also ran in. She was shocked but knew she couldn't stimulate Chen Huan at this moment. "Sister, calm down first. Let's bandage your wound. Otherwise, Mom will be unhappy when she sees it."
Chen Huan was soothed. She obediently stretched out her hand. Chen Er took a cotton ball and carefully disinfected Chen Huan's wound. The cut was very deep. If Chen Jianping hadn't found out in time, Chen Huan might really have cut herself.
After this incident, Chen Jianping immediately went to the school to handle the suspension procedures for Chen Huan. Then he took her to see a psychologist, and the result was not optimistic.
"How is it, doctor? What's wrong with my daughter?" Chen Jianping asked eagerly, his worry obvious.
The psychologist handed Chen Jianping a form and explained, "Chen Huan has severe depression and a strong tendency to commit suicide. Has the patient suffered any major stimulation and been unable to resolve it in time, thus feeling depressed?"
Chen Jianping shook his head blankly. After a while, he replied uncertainly, "My daughter seems to have changed since she entered high school. Her teacher also talked to me and said it was because of the great study pressure."
The psychologist frowned disapprovingly and looked at the form again. "It doesn't seem like it. I've also seen cases of depression caused by study pressure, but she's not in such a state. Moreover, she subconsciously resists others getting close to her. Haven't you noticed?"
"I..." Chen Jianping was speechless. After a while, Chen Huan was also called into the room.
"Then... doctor, is there any hope for my daughter?" Chen Jianping looked at Chen Huan lovingly, wishing it was him who was sick instead.
The psychologist's pen scribbled on the paper quickly as he replied mechanically, "Mr. Chen, only the person who tied the knot can untie it. This knot in her heart is the root cause of your daughter's depression. Only she can save herself. I can only prescribe some medicine to control the condition from getting worse."
After paying the bill, Chen Jianping carried a big bag of medicine and took Chen Huan home.
Chen Er originally wanted to go with them, but Chen Jianping refused her request on the pretext of study. Chen Er was so restless that she eagerly awaited Chen Huan's return.
Finally, there was a noise at the door. Chen Er rushed to open the door, grabbed Chen Jianping's hand and asked, "How is it? What did the doctor say?"
Chen Jianping forced a smile and said evasively, "It's okay. The doctor said Huanhuan has depression caused by too much pressure. She'll get better after a period of rest at home."
Hearing this, Chen Er heaved a sigh of relief. "That's good. Sister has always been too strict with herself. I'll accompany her well during this period and help her become the lively and lovely girl she used to be."
Chen Jianping was preoccupied and couldn't smile. But Chen Huan, after hearing Chen Er's words, showed a bit of a smile on her expressionless face.
Chen Huan wrote down all the things she couldn't tell others in her diary, which became a way for her to vent.
At the same time, perhaps because she was away from Wei Fuping, that indescribable oppression seemed to disappear. Chen Huan's condition gradually improved. She no longer had to live in fear. She cherished this ordinary life very much.
Wei Fuping didn't intend to let Chen Huan go. On the contrary, he was recently in debt. Due to the parents' report, the Education Bureau pressured the school, and the principal had no choice but to fire Wei Fuping.
Wei Fuping was unemployed. Since he could do nothing but teach, there were very few students in his tutorial class. The debt - collection calls almost bombarded his phone every day.
Wei Fuping tried to borrow money everywhere but was always rejected. Helplessly, he set his sights on Chen Huan again. As her former head - teacher, he had backups of Chen Huan's home address and phone number.
"Hello?" After nearly half a year of recuperation, the wound in Chen Huan's heart was slowly healing. Seeing an unknown call, she didn't think much.
"It's me, Chen Huan. It's been half a year. How have you been recently?" Wei Fuping hid in a corner of Chen Huan's residential area and said sinisterly.
Chen Huan's eyes widened suddenly. The unbearable memories resurfaced. Her voice involuntarily rose. "What on earth do you want!"
Wei Fuping dug his ear and said calmly, "It's nothing. You know, I'm your head - teacher. I know your family information very well. What do you think your father will think if I tell him those things?"
"You brute!" Chen Huan was afraid that her voice would attract Chen Er. She walked to the balcony and saw Wei Fuping waving at her.
"Tonight, at He Club. The old rules. Otherwise, you know the consequences." Wei Fuping didn't bother to beat around the bush with Chen Huan anymore. He directly gave the order. Chen Huan had become his last straw.
After the initial panic, Chen Huan had now calmed down. However, this calmness was a bit eerie. She didn't say a word and hung up the phone.
Wei Fuping wasn't worried at all. He was well aware of Chen Huan's weakness. As long as Chen Jianping and Chen Er were still around, Chen Huan would still be under his control.
Perhaps because he had solved a problem, Wei Fuping hummed a tune and walked out of the corner.
Chen Huan hid behind the curtain, looking at Wei Fuping's departing back with a venomous look in her eyes. "Wei Fuping, it's time to end this today!"
Chen Huan returned to her bedroom, took out her diary, and wrote the last entry:
"September 16th, cloudy. Wei Fuping came to find me again. He threatened me to go to He Club to accompany guests drinking. Why won't he let me go! I'm so tired. Maybe it's time to end all this!"
After writing, Chen Huan calmly put the diary in the deepest part of the drawer. Maybe this diary would be found, or maybe it would be buried forever with her passing.
No matter which result it was, Chen Huan didn't want to think about it anymore. That last straw had finally mercilessly pressed on her.