doll city

"Give me five minutes and be quiet."

"Don't be afraid, lend me your name and your identity now."

"You just need to be an audience, your life, let me act for you for 5 minutes."

what?

Huo Longlong sat blankly in the back row, looking at Yan Ge's back.

He felt that he was put into a glass room, and his soul was out of his body, and Yan Ge replaced him, facing the anger of "mother" for him.

"...Let me introduce myself first. I am Huo Longlong. I am 15 years old. I have a tendency to be severely depressed. Under the tireless teaching and nurturing of my mother, I couldn't bear the mental pressure, and with a seemingly hopeless future, I chose to commit suicide. "

Mother pushed away the rows of desks and rolled towards Yan Ge like a chariot. The strange face with ten eyes got close to him, with white and sharp teeth exposed, and uttered words like snake letters.

"You, say it again! What are you doing?!"

"Let me make it clear, to be precise, I am protesting." Yan Ge raised his head and looked directly at the strange face that was only ten centimeters away from himself, "I think your education method is unreasonable. I will not accept the request you made. Can't do it."

The snow-white teeth made a frightening sound, as if they were going to bite off Yan Ge's head in the next second.

"Why can't you do it? Don't you want to be the most perfect child in your mother's heart?"

...She didn't do it directly!

Yi Ziang, who was resting on the seat, suddenly became energetic. This is a good sign, which means that this "mother" can communicate and negotiate.

Yan Ge guessed half right.

With clear eyes, he imitated Huo Longlong's habit of pinching his earlobe when he was thinking, and explained: "I am emotionally willing, because there is still a family relationship between us, which makes me willing to use good academic performance to please you and make you happy ,Mother."

Mom's voice became softer again: "Mom is very happy that you have this kind of awareness, but this is not the reason for your disobedience."

Yan Ge: "I listened to what you said, but I just didn't do it."

Mom became gloomy again: "Why? Other children can do it, but you can't?"

"Other kids? Well, maybe one or two superintelligent kids out of 1 can do it, but I can't. I'm just an ordinary kid."

"You are not ordinary!" Mom became impatient, "How can you be willing to be a mediocre person at the bottom of society? Mom came from the bottom of society. You have never experienced it and you don't know how hard it is. You must succeed. ...I order you to be that one-in-a-thousand good boy!"

"I can't do it, I will re-trial again solemnly - your child is an ordinary child."

Mom was dumbfounded for a moment, and then said: "You can't think like that! You have been very smart since you were very young. You are the fastest at memorizing texts, and you get awards every year. Other people's children only play outside. You know how to study at home, doesn't that mean that you will be a person who will do great things in the future?!"

"So when I was a child, I raised your desires and gave you the illusion that your son must be an upper-class man?" Yan Ge said unhurriedly, "You never reflect on what you have produced subjectively. Question?"

"There are no wrong parents in the world. I am selfless to my children! All this is for the children's good. When he grows up, he will know the painstaking efforts of his parents—"

"But the problem is." Yan Ge's voice cooled down, "He has given up growing up."

Since Yan Ge started arguing with her, her mother's figure has not been so huge. She has been shrinking a little bit, and now she has shrunk to four meters high, and she doesn't look so scary anymore.

Her voice became thinner, and there was confusion in her ten eyes.

"You used to be very obedient and never disobeyed your mother... What's wrong with you? Why are you like this now? Did they influence you?"

As she said that, her mother looked at the other people in the hunting ground behind Yan Ge.

The faces of the others were pale, and they all shrank under the table, as if they were about to run away at any time.

"I...I can't do it anymore." The greasy man with a weak spirit trembled and wanted to run out of the classroom, but Yi Ziang pushed him back on the chair.

"In our current situation, please refer to the lion on the grassland. If you look at her, she may not attack you, but once you run away, she will rush over and tear you to pieces." Yi Ziang used a The roll of tape quickly tied the greasy man to the chair, and flicked his brains out.

"Brother..." The C-level team member said in horror, "He offended the puppet so much, will he..."

"Can't you see that he has found the right way?" Yi Ziang said to the people behind him, "Most of Luka's hunting grounds are Zuidun dungeons... Uh, it may not be appropriate to say that, it should be said that he chose The dolls in the hunting grounds have their own stories, and digging out the stories is the right way, which is much more civilized than Princess Alice."

On this side, Yan Ge is receiving wave after wave of crazy mental radiation from "mother".

Tell a ghost story, the authority of the original family.

For most thoughtful young people, the authority of the original family from their parents has become the most terrifying shadow rooted in their hearts.

Yan Ge is also afraid of his father, but the reason he is afraid is completely different from Huo Longlong's situation - the scary thing about Yan's father is that he is as calm as AI. According to his principle, he will not waste his limited life on infinite things. efficiency matters.

Whenever Yan Ge opens his mouth, Father Yan knows what he wants to express, skips the roundabout expressions, picks out his core problems, and gives his own opinions or solutions.

He would never waste his time forcing his son to get the first place in the exam. Anyway, in his opinion, basic education textbooks will become outdated with the changes of the times at any time. It is enough to learn a rough idea. , It is better to let the children read more books when they grow up, learn from others, and naturally learn by analogy.

So this mother, who represents the vast majority of "parental authority" in society, her thoughts can hardly pose a threat to Yan Ge.

"For a teenager who has formed the Three Views, the influence of friends is minimal, unless his cognitive system, self-confidence, and self-knowledge are constantly being destroyed in the process of establishing the Three Views, so that the missing part can be be influenced by outsiders."

"Let me explain a little more clearly."

Yan Ge looked at the gradually shrinking "mother", stood up and said, "You mentioned just now that as a parent, you spend your whole life for the good of your children. I don't deny it—but you can't deny that children are also kind. , He will also want to repay the gift of his parents."

"I don't want him to repay, I just want him to get better." Mom straightened up a little again.

Yan Ge: "Is 'I' not good enough?"

"Mom just wants you to be more perfect."

Yan Ge stared at her and said, "What's the standard? Is there a unified standard? It's just academic performance?"

Mom replied: "It must be more than academic performance... As for standards? Mom thinks that there are no standards in education, and she has to check for you for the rest of her life."

"For your standards, I want to be like a beast of burden for the rest of my life, following your whip continuously... Ha, mother, if this is the love you understand, then I can only tell you the truth about my feelings with regret ..."

Yan Ge took a deep breath and said:

"Mom, you don't love me, but I have always loved you, so I choose to die."

"...Why?!" Mom screamed, "I gave you all my heart and soul, and you can't even do what you want?! Are you worthy of Mom's expectations!"

Yan Ge suddenly raised his voice: "Then you admit now that you are taking advantage of your child's kindness?!"

Mom was dumbfounded.

"Do you know why he committed suicide?"

"I don't know." Mom kept repeating, "...I give him food, clothes, and the best for him. I never ask him for anything in my life. He, why did he commit suicide?"

Yan Ge laughed hoarsely, grabbed his mother who had become a normal person, and made her look at Huo Longlong who was crying behind him.

"Because your child... has nothing to give back to you except his life."

……

"Mom, thank you for raising me for so many years. There is a reason for Zhisuo to solemnly say this thank you at the end."

"I know that the law stipulates that parents have the obligation to raise their children, but I will not take this as an excuse to take it for granted. I think... family members should not care about everything."

"I couldn't say it, but you did."

"You asked me to be the best in my studies. I worked hard. My classmates envied me. I thought I was probably successful. But you seemed dissatisfied. After comparing with the grades, and then comparing with the whole school, the whole city, and the whole province..."

"You're always anxious, and that gives me a lot of anxiety along with it."

"You made me put on layers of armor by describing the outside world as a battle-torn battlefield."

"I'm indeed excellent as you imagined, but at the same time, I also feel... I'm going to die."

"In the name of love, you blindfolded me so that I couldn't see a glimmer of light in the future."

"Don't get me wrong, I don't have any resentment towards you from the beginning to the end, thank you for bringing me into this world, but now I'm leaving this world."

It was a recess for writing a suicide note. The students were chasing and frolicking in the corridor. Huo Longlong sat on the seat and wrote a suicide note on the back of the notebook.

There is sunshine on the playground and laughter outside the window, Huo Longlong feels very peaceful.

When he wrote it, he felt that the wording was not deep enough, but at this moment, when he recalled it in the movie theater, he felt that it was very appropriate.

Surrounded by the gray movie world, those people have disappeared, and only Mother stands there sadly.

Huo Longlong opened his red eyes, and he realized that it wasn't actually the scary "mother", it was just a little unkempt puppet in a cheongsam.

"sorry."

Her eyes were blurred with tears, and she tried her best to keep him.

"I beg you don't go, I beg you open your eyes and look at this world again, I beg you..."

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The author has something to say:

When I was a child, I once thought that what my parents said about me was a peerless genius

When I grow up, I gradually accept my mediocrity

……

This unit pays tribute to all young people who are still fighting against the fear of their native families

The struggle started from our generation, and it will definitely change from our generation