Chapter 45 Room
Shi Yu really wasn't talking nonsense.
In her eyes, the life span of the little girl named Zhenzhen was rapidly decreasing. At this rate, it would take at most a month or at most three days.
There will be one more soul in this world who is suffocated by pressure.
There is a saying in today's society that a person's lifespan is determined at birth, and those who are destined to die will die when the time comes, no matter what.
This statement is not wrong, but it is not absolute either.
For example, a healthy child is born from his mother's womb. From the moment he is born, whether his parents have genetic diseases and whether the environment he grows in is harmful to him are all fixed.
It is equivalent to a child with good grades. Although he has not started yet, everyone knows that he will get good grades.
This is called prediction.
The same is true for life expectancy predictions.
But this kind of destiny is not impossible to break.
People who have a positive and healthy lifestyle, a sunny and cheerful attitude, and do not like thrilling activities are relatively more likely to live to the age they were supposed to live.
But in this process, smoking a cigarette or feeling depressed because of something will shorten your lifespan to a certain extent.
This is Zhenzhen's situation.
"Do you think I'm talking nonsense?" Shi Yu sneered, "Then go into Zhenzhen's room and take a look. Maybe you can get the answer you want."
In fact, when Shi Yu said this, Zhen Zhen's mother already wanted to hang up the live broadcast.
She admitted that she was a little too strict with Zhenzhen's dancing.
But being strict is also for Zhenzhen's own good!
It's not like she doesn't love her child. How could she not be angry when she heard someone cursing her child for death?
But Shi Yu's confident look made Zhen Zhen's mother reach out several times, but she didn't press the hang-up button. "Okay, I'll go check it out right away. If I don't see the answer you said, I will definitely report you until you lose your job."
Shi Yu shrugged, not really caring.
If she could be "dealt with" so easily, she wouldn't be Shi Yu!
Besides...Zhenzhen's mother will definitely get an answer.
As to whether this answer was what she wanted, it was hard to say.
After the camera shook for a while, it showed a door. It was just an ordinary door. If there was any difference, it was probably that the lock on the door had been removed.
Zhenzhen's mother pushed the door open and said, "This is my daughter's room."
[No, what did I see just now? The lock of this room has been removed, right?]
[The one above, believe in yourself, it was demolished! ]
[Oh my god...does this little girl have no privacy at all?]
If I had a mother who was so controlling, I'd probably be more confident too.
The content of the barrage successfully stopped Zhenzhen's mother from introducing the room. Her face appeared on the camera again, "You young people just don't understand anything."
"When you become mothers, you will understand my good intentions!"
Zhenzhen's mother sighed deeply as she spoke, "You don't know, Zhenzhen is young and has absolutely no resistance to the temptations outside."
"I'm her mother. I have an obligation to observe her life so that she doesn't get cheated without knowing it. Isn't it wrong for me to do this?"
Zhenzhen's mother spoke with sincerity and indeed moved some people, but most of them obviously did not buy it.
[Young? I think this aunt is at least fifty, right? Even if you had your child late, assuming you were thirty-five, your daughter would be fifteen, right?]
"She's fifteen years old, and you're still trying to pick locks, and you even used the word 'observation'. I can imagine how much pain your daughter must be in!"
Zhenzhen's mother's face turned pale and blue when she heard this.
She thought, what's wrong with being fifteen? Even if she is fifty, as long as her mother is still around, she will still be a child in her mother's eyes!
But Shi Yu didn't give her the chance to speak. He raised his eyes and looked at the room behind Zhenzhen's mother, which was so clean and tidy that it could almost be said to be spotless.
"Mother Zhenzhen, don't you feel that this room is a little different from usual?"
After hearing Shi Yu's words, Zhen Zhen's mother no longer bothered to read the comments. She put her phone on the table and began to look at the room carefully.
At first glance, there really isn't much difference from usual.
But Zhenzhen's mother is very familiar with this room. Everything here was prepared by her. She knows how high the pillow should be and to what height the desk lamp should be adjusted.
Soon, Zhenzhen's mother discovered something was wrong.
She walked quickly to the bed and pulled up the pillow which seemed to be a little higher.
The pillow, which should have been soft, was unusually heavy.
Zhenzhen's mother shook it, and pieces of paintings fell like snowflakes, covering the entire floor.
Not only that, there are several drawings that all show the same boy, some of whom are showing him playing basketball, some showing him saluting coolly, and some showing him laughing heartily.
Each of these images was irritating Zhenzhen's mother. "What...what is this? Where did it come from?!"
"You love Zhenzhen so much, can't you even see her paintings?"
"Impossible!" Zhenzhen's mother retorted without a second thought: "Apart from going to school and dancing, I never allow her to do these deviant things. My Zhenzhen can't even draw!"
Looking at Zhenzhen's mother in the picture, Shi Yu sometimes really feels that there must be something hateful about pitiful people.
The more Zhenzhen's mother loves her daughter, the more touching this love is. The more terrifying the control and cage hidden behind this love, in the name of love, become!
"Zhenzhen can draw." Shi Yu looked into Zhenzhen's mother's eyes seriously. "Not only can she draw, but as you can see, she draws very well."
"Although these paintings were painted bit by bit after you fell asleep, relying on the meager light from the desk lamp, they are not dark, but full of sunshine and brilliant colors."
"Zhenzhen told you that she doesn't like dancing. She likes painting. She doesn't want to be a dancer. She wants to paint and become a painter."
Zhenzhen's mother shook her head, "No! That's not true! Zhenzhen's dream is to become a dancer, not a painter!" She kicked the paintings away and seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, "Zhenzhen will definitely not like these messed-up things."
[What a stubborn mother! She seems to love her daughter very much, but... is this what love really looks like?]
Shi Yu liked the comment and looked at Zhen Zhen's mother. "Why don't you take a closer look? Maybe there's what you want in there."
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