The perfect future of rebirth

Yu Feihong looked at Zhao Fusheng with a half-smile: "Really, then you saw me too, why do you want to stay at my house?"

Zhao Fusheng was about to scold his mother in his heart, but he could only smile calmly on his face: "I don't want to spend more time with you."

Yu Feihong's face turned red, he glanced at Zhao Fusheng, and found that this guy didn't expect any ambiguity in what he said just now, and was still smiling.

"Sister Fei, are you doing well recently?" Zhao Fusheng glanced at Yu Feihong and asked tentatively.

Since Jiang Wen said that Yu Feihong suffered from depression, she would definitely need someone to confide in.

"Me? It's fine." Yu Feihong nodded and leaned on the sofa, but for some reason, Zhao Fusheng always felt that something was wrong with her.

"You know, sometimes people are really tired of being alive." Yu Feihong said to Zhao Fusheng suddenly.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned for a moment, then understood what she meant, shook his head and said: "I don't think so, at least as long as it is alive, it is a good thing. It is always good to have friends, classmates, and family members."

"Yeah, if you don't have family members, it might be harder to live." Yu Feihong said lightly: "You know, I interviewed a few old people, and they gave me the feeling that they seem to see the world very plainly. For them, living is a task, and eating and sleeping are just a living habit."

"Thinking of them, I feel that I am actually like this, doing things I don't like every day, seeing people I don't like, and saying insincere words."

"Sometimes, I even feel that my life is too fake. Everyone regards me as a star, but I just want to live freely."

"Some people are afraid that people don't like him, some people may be afraid of heights, some people may be afraid of death. But for me, a big part of my life is fear of myself. I'm afraid of the truth, I'm afraid of being honest, I'm afraid of Vulnerability, this fear made me feel like I was cornered into a corner with only one way out."

Yu Feihong's voice was very soft, but Zhao Fusheng's face was almost sweating.

He doesn't know anything about medicine, but he knows that depression is usually invisible, and even depression patients are similar to normal people, but if they get sick, they may make the most of it in the shortest time. Some extreme behaviors, such as Zhang Guorong back then.

After hesitating for a long time, Zhao Fusheng thought about it, and said to Feihong: "Actually, if you think about it from another angle, if you feel uncomfortable, you can still tell your friends and me, but what about those old people? Everything they experienced, that period An indelible memory, I am afraid that most people will always put their lives in darkness, right?"

Yu Feihong remained silent for a long time.

Zhao Fusheng decided to make persistent efforts, gritted his teeth and continued: "So, in my opinion, it is actually a good thing for you to be able to contact them and learn about their past. At the very least, you should record everything they have experienced so that they Later generations know what happened, if possible, you can push them to claim compensation from the Japanese government, what do you think?"

As far as Zhao Fusheng is concerned, he doesn't know how a psychiatrist persuades a patient. He just simply thinks that since Yu Feihong is deeply trapped in it now, he might as well find a target for her. If Yu Feihong has a target, then she I will continue to persevere, and will not give up on myself because my heart is too sad.

After hearing Zhao Fusheng's words, Yu Feihong kept silent.

Sitting there, Zhao Fusheng was beating his heart. Seeing that Yu Feihong had been silent, he thought for a while and said, "Then what, since you are tired, I'll leave first, let's talk later, how about it?"

After speaking, he stood up and prepared to leave.

As a result, as soon as he arrived at the door, a word suddenly came from his ear, which made Zhao Fusheng's body freeze instantly...

Chapter 382 Doing the Right Thing (142/281)

"Didn't you say you want to stay with me?"

Yu Feihong's voice sounded, but Zhao Fusheng stopped in his tracks.

Sometimes once people get used to the disguise, people will not be able to tell which one is the real self, which is why many people who have been on the battlefield will have stress trauma syndrome, and there are those who have been lurking in the war years Agents often have some ways to release stress.

But Zhao Fusheng feels that no one is as serious as the problems he is facing now.

Originally, he only said that on purpose to persuade Yu Feihong, but now Yu Feihong actually took it seriously.

Living under the same roof with a woman who suffers from depression and may commit suicide, Zhao Fusheng suddenly became a little scared. What if my elder sister can't think about this thing and insists on leaving this world and taking herself away?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng turned around and looked at Yu Feihong with a little embarrassment: "Well, I don't want to bother you, Sister Fei, after all, you are a star, if someone notices it, it's not appropriate to gossip. "

Yu Feihong burst out laughing: "Stinky boy, why didn't I see you so cute when I was teaching me just now?"

Patients with depression are actually very interesting. Sometimes they may break down emotionally because of a trivial matter or even a word, and cry bitterly, or they may suddenly wake up in a certain moment because of a certain event.

Now Yu Feihong has come out of the depression just now, and even now, she suddenly has a sense of mission.

Zhao Fusheng naturally also noticed this problem. Just now he was a little surprised by Yu Feihong's words, so he was confused. Now that he took a closer look, he found that Yu Feihong's state was completely different from when he just saw her. .

To put it simply, if Sister Fei at the beginning exuded a sense of decadence all over her body, then although she still looks a little depressed now, there is an unusual look in her eyes, which is the breath of hope .

"Sit down, I'm fine now." Yu Feihong said to Zhao Fusheng calmly.

Zhao Fusheng hesitated for a moment, but returned to the sofa and sat down honestly.

"In fact, sometimes, I was infected by the emotions of those grandmas." Yu Feihong smiled wryly and said to Zhao Fusheng: "You know, I interviewed a grandma, and she told me a story..."

Zhao Fusheng was startled: "What story?"

Yu Feihong said softly, "Grandma was still young at that time, only nine years old. One day, my mother said to her: Niuniu, let's play a game. You will hide in the cabinet after a while, and someone will pretend to take your mother away. If God Before it gets dark, if you don't cry or make trouble, mom will definitely give you a reward when she comes back, okay?"

"Later, some people in yellow military uniforms took my mother away, but she never came back." Yu Feihong imitated his grandma's tone and said, "For more than 60 years, grandma has always thought that her mother would suddenly appear in front of her, and she would give birth to her." She rewards. Even though she knows it's impossible."

"Because that year was [-]. And that city was Jinling City..."

Zhao Fusheng was silent, and he didn't speak for a long time. He was an angry youth, and it was impossible for him to be indifferent to such a thing. Naturally, he could understand why Yu Feihong was infected by such emotions.

"Sister Fei, I..."

"Silly boy, I understand what you mean, don't worry, I'm actually nothing serious, I'm just a student of acting, no matter how much I get into acting, I won't be really depressed." Looking at Zhao Fusheng, Yu Feihong said seriously: " I just feel sorry for those grandmas, you know? Their monthly living expenses are only 100 yuan, which was raised by that Professor Su..."

"Hehe, maybe after ten years, when all the grandmas are gone, the remaining people's living expenses should be a little higher." Yu Feihong muttered to himself.

Zhao Fusheng was stunned. He remembered one thing. In the documentary he saw in his previous life, there was a dialogue in it, saying that because those old people who needed help died one after another because they were old, the remaining 22 old people , I used to receive 100 yuan a month in aid, but now I can receive 5000 yuan a year.

Zhao Fusheng didn't feel anything at that time, but now it sounds sad.

Among the so-called charity stars and entrepreneurs, has any of them paid attention to the affairs of these 22 old people?

They shout about charity and patriotism all day long, talk about the economic future all day long, and donate money to foreign countries at every turn. Who would pity these old people even occasionally?

Thinking of this, Zhao Fusheng took a deep breath, and said to Feihong: "Sister, you have found out now, how many of these old people are still alive?"

Yu Feihong was startled: "There are 130 nine people in total, what's the matter?"

Zhao Fusheng nodded: "Sister, starting from this year, every year, I will give each of these old people 1 yuan in living expenses. You are responsible for helping me deliver them to each of them, is that okay?"

"what?"

Yu Feihong was dumbfounded, and looked at Zhao Fusheng dumbfounded: "You, what did you say?"

Zhao Fusheng smiled and said calmly: "I said, I will bear the living expenses of these old people in the future."

He knew that it might be a bit silly for him to do this. After all, because of the KFC store, he now only has tens of thousands of dollars all over his body. It is a dream to say this, but Zhao Fusheng feels that people have to do something when they are alive. What's more, God gave him such an opportunity. If he did not leave some traces and do something worthy of his conscience, he was really afraid that when his life came to an end again, he would regret it for the rest of his life.

You know, the Sichuan girl who donated 22 million to "100" because of her feelings, and used her personal connections to beg big names in the entertainment industry to help promote it will not be admitted to the Chinese Opera until next year.Although her acting career is tepid, and she is a bit sloppy and has a lot of black spots, but because of this incident, Zhao Fusheng has always felt that she is more compassionate than those who say that she is merciful, but her subordinates are not doing human affairs. The stars are too good.

But now, Zhao Fusheng intends to take this matter on himself.

Yu Feihong just looked at Zhao Fusheng, a young man in his early twenties sitting opposite him, calmly said something that even he didn't dare to say.