He glanced around the room, making sure everyone else was there, and tentatively asked, "Son, are you playing hide-and-seek with your uncle and aunt?"

Gao Tingxuan looked at him coldly, not noticing his father's joy at all: "No, I'm just practicing my tone of voice."

Gao Feng's joy at seeing his son was dampened. He didn't understand why other people's children would hug their parents and act coquettishly, while his son liked to have a stern face.

This left him with nowhere to vent his fatherly love.

On second thought, he felt proud again. After all, his son would inherit the company in the future, and being more steady would be more intimidating to others.

"It wouldn't be a big deal if my son just talked to himself and was aloof."

“What bothers me is that since May, my son has refused to interact with people.

He ordered his family, including his mother, to keep a distance of one meter from him.

If anyone crossed that line, he would lose his temper and even hurt himself.

Strangely, his rule only applies to people living in this house.

I have observed that when he is outside, although he doesn't like to laugh, he doesn't deliberately keep a distance from others.

At first, I thought I could correct his pathological behavior.

After the struggle, I realized that there was nothing I could do about his stubbornness.”

Mu Yu looked at her husband worriedly: "Are you sure you want to force your son like this? Didn't the doctor suggest that we use persuasion to make him return to normal?"

"I know the truth, but we've been working hard for so many days, has he changed at all?

You have a stern face all day long and don't say a word. Aren't you afraid that this will increase his psychological burden?

I consulted foreign experts, and they said that the child is young and mentally immature, and it is most effective to forcibly reshape his three views at this time.

If you feel bad, just stay in the bedroom.

Let’s agree that no matter what happens, you can’t step forward to stop it.”

Mu Yu knew that her husband's actions were all for the good of their son. Although she felt distressed, she decided to face it together with her husband.

After convincing his wife, Gao Feng ordered the servants to move all the sharp objects in the house out of the yard.

An hour later, Gao Tingxuan, exuding cold air, came back from outside.

As Gao Feng expected, the servant who came to pick him up was standing far away from him.

This time, Gao Feng did not follow the rules set by his son. He directly took the schoolbag from his son and held him in his arms.

The originally calm Gao Tingxuan seemed to have encountered something extremely terrifying. He kept twisting his body, trying to get out of his father's arms.

But his strength was too little, and no matter how hard he struggled he could not break free from his father's restraints.

Gao Feng saw that his son in his arms had calmed down, and he couldn't help but praise his own cleverness.

He looked at his wife complacently and said, "I'm right, aren't I? The child has just reached his rebellious stage early. He just needs to be disciplined a little more."

The wife also put down her hanging heart and stretched out her hand to her son: "My dear son, let me hug you."

Mu Yu did not touch her son as she wished, and Gao Tingxuan, who was put down, ran past her.

Gao Feng saw his son running into the kitchen and had a bad feeling in his heart: "Stop him quickly!"

But his action was too sudden, and the servant beside him was far away from him, so he could only watch him run to the kitchen.

As crackling sounds came from the kitchen, Gao Tingxuan came out with a fruit knife.

Gao Feng was very sad about his behavior and he leaned on his wife's shoulder.

"Other people's children are so cute and soft, but my son is holding a knife to me. What's the point of living?"

Mu Yu's head was about to explode. She pushed Gao Feng's head away and came to a place two meters away from her son.

To comfort her son, she squatted down and looked him in the eye.

"Son, it was mom and dad's fault. We were just too impatient.

I promise that I will never let your father do anything excessive in the future.

Put the knife down and don’t hurt yourself.”

Gao Tingxuan said the first words of the day: "I won't hurt you."

Before Mu Yu could react to what his son meant, he saw him turn the tip of the knife around and slash his arm fiercely.

Gao Feng and his wife stood there in a daze. It was the servants around them who noticed something was wrong and snatched the knife from his hand.

The sound of the knife falling brought the two back to their senses. Mu Yu wanted to rush forward, but was afraid of irritating him, so he could only stand where he was.

"Son, I really know I was wrong. Please don't hurt yourself."

Gao Feng also realized that his recklessness would bring harm to his son, and he looked at the servants behind him.

“Go get the private doctor.

Also, no one is allowed to reveal what happened today."

Unlike Mu Yu who was simply concerned about his son's injury, he was more worried about his son's future.

Judging from my son's behavior today, this may be how his life will be.

His personality indicates that he will not have close friends or a lover to accompany him for life.

After they both pass away, the company can be handed over to other people to manage, but who can give him warm company?

The doctor arrived quickly, and fortunately, the injury on his hand was not serious and only required simple bandaging and disinfection.

After treating his wound, Gao Tingxuan returned to his room and left a message before closing the door.

"You are my parents. If it happens again, I will choose to hurt myself."

"After this incident, I didn't dare to provoke him and decided to let him develop.

What I didn't expect was that his condition would worsen. Yesterday he told me that he wanted to take a leave of absence from school, saying that he couldn't stand being close to outsiders.

If things continue like this, I'm afraid he'll hate every living thing in this world, and then he might choose to leave this world."

“As for why I now feel that he is haunted by a ghost.

Because I consulted the most authoritative doctor in the world, and he assured me that there was nothing wrong with my son's mental health.

Based on this premise, I thought of another possibility: my son might have been bewitched by a ghost.

The ghost that bewitched him must be a cold-blooded ghost who was hurt by his family and lost the ability to love.

He just couldn't bear to see my son being loved by his family, so he schemed to alienate him from his family."

[Isn't this the male protagonist in the novel who doesn't understand emotions? He will definitely meet the female protagonist who belongs to him in the future.]

This child's way of thinking is too rigorous. He doesn't seem like an ordinary child at all. He doesn't have any memories of his past life.

[Children can indeed see unclean things, but they won't see them all the time. I think it's probably caused by psychological problems.]

[It has to be said that this child is terrifying. He is a ticking time bomb. He might go from hurting himself to hurting others.]

Su Yan: "Do you still remember your nephew who loved to pester you when he was a child?"