After the elderly couple had a deep conversation a few days ago, they became particularly attentive to Lin Beichen's every move.
And these past few days, except for meal times, he would just shut himself in his room without making any noise. This abnormal behavior caught the attention of the elderly couple, who closely monitored the movements inside the room.
Just now.
Lin Xiangdong was reading the newspaper in the living room when he heard the sound of a stun gun falling to the floor from Lin Beichen's room, as well as the unusual sound of him collapsing heavily onto the bed.
This startled him, and he immediately put down the newspaper in his hand, ran to the door of the room, knocked, and asked what was happening.
It was just that at that time, Lin Beichen was still in that strange state of sensation, not sensitive to external perception, and did not respond.
After asking multiple times without success, he finally opened the door and rushed into the bedroom.
As soon as he entered, he saw the scene before him.
Stun guns of various sizes and models were scattered on the floor, the largest one right by the bed. His son was lying on the bed, his body slightly trembling, and his mental state was listless.
"Son, son, are you alright?"
Lin Xiangdong didn't dare to move Lin Beichen for a moment. He just gently patted his shoulder. Seeing that his breathing was even and his eyes were gradually opening, the tightness in his chest eased considerably. He asked, "Son, what on earth is wrong with you? Did you shock yourself with a stun gun? What did you do this for? Doing this won't make your grades any better, will it?"
He thought that as the date for the college entrance examination scores to be announced drew closer, his son's pressure was increasing, leading him to engage in such self-harming behavior!
Lin Beichen's head was buzzing right now. His consciousness wasn't exactly clear, but it was definitely hazy and rambling. His thoughts were still stuck on the recent contemplation.
Listening to the constant questions in his ear, he mumbled his thoughts directly, "I wonder what high voltage electricity feels like?"
Lin Xiangdong: ???????
What did he just hear???
High voltage electricity???
This brat is even thinking of trying high voltage electricity???
...
Lin Xiangdong broke out in a cold sweat and quickly advised, "Son, calm down, you must calm down. Don't do anything that will make you or your parents regret it. Life is still long, and life isn't just about going to school..."
"Lao Lin, what's going on here?!"
At this moment, Zheng Xia appeared at the bedroom doorway, looking completely bewildered at the scene inside the bedroom.
Lin Xiangdong didn't hide anything from Lin Beichen and told her everything he had just seen and heard in one go.
"Hiss—!"
After listening, Zheng Xia took a sharp intake of breath. Without a word, she started searching Lin Beichen's bedroom, digging out all the lighters and stun guns he had bought, and then started arranging to take Lin Beichen to the hospital for a mental health check.
By now, Lin Beichen had sobered up from the state of being stunned by electricity. Of course, he wouldn't go to the hospital for a check-up with his Mother. He wasn't sick, so why go to the hospital? To pretend to be confused with the doctor when he knew exactly what was going on? There was no need!
"Mother, believe me, I'm really fine, no need to go to the hospital!"
"Son, let's go have a look."
"There's really no need. Don't you believe your son?"
...
Seeing her son repeatedly refuse her, Zheng Xia worried that an overly forceful attitude might agitate him, so she gave up the idea of taking him to the hospital.
However...
She didn't give up on the matter of getting him medical attention for a second!
Soon, she asked someone to invite a well-known psychiatrist from the city to come to their home during their off-hours to conduct a preliminary diagnosis for her son.
To prevent Lin Beichen from feeling resistant, the expert deliberately came in casual clothes, and Zheng Xia did not reveal the expert's identity, treating it as an old friend visiting their home and arranging the meeting between the expert and Lin Beichen.
Expert: "Chenchen, I heard from your Mother that you didn't seem to do very well in the college entrance examination, so you're under a lot of pressure?"
"No, Uncle."
Lin Beichen shook his head and smiled truthfully, "I did quite well on the test. Anyway, I can definitely get into Tsinghua or Peking University, so there's no pressure."
Expert: ???
Before he came, he had learned about Lin Beichen's detailed situation through Zheng Xia.
Although you studied very hard in the last month or so before the college entrance examination, wanting to get into Tsinghua or Peking University from being at the bottom of the grade... Hmm...
The expert had a preliminary thought and continued to ask, as if making small talk, "Haha, you're so amazing. Your Mother was keeping it a secret from me. But, since you did well, why did your Mother say you were still at home the other day... You have no idea how worried your Mother was."
"Heh heh."
Lin Beichen just smiled and didn't say anything. He didn't know how to explain this matter to the other person. How could ordinary people understand what he was doing?
This uncle sure asks a lot of questions!
What did he come here for?
...
Although Lin Beichen had been reborn, he was still not good at communicating with elders. He was feeling quite awkward sitting there, so he got up and said, "Uncle, I'm going back to my room now."
At this moment, Zheng Xia happened to walk out of the kitchen after washing the fruit. Seeing that Lin Beichen was going back to his bedroom, she quickly tried to call out to him.
"Chen..."
"It's alright, it's alright."
The expert stopped Zheng Xia and gave her a look.
Zheng Xia understood and didn't say anything more. She quickly brought the fruit over and sat down next to the expert, lowering her voice and asking softly, "Dr. Wang, how is Chenchen? Do you have a diagnosis?"
"Hmm."
The expert nodded and said seriously, "Although I only spoke a few words with Classmate Lin Beichen just now, it can be preliminarily classified as a stress-related mental illness, and his self-preservation awareness is very strong."
As he spoke, he saw the expression on Zheng Xia's face getting worse and worse.
He added, "You don't need to worry too much. Classmate Lin Beichen hasn't shown any aggression, and his thinking is quite stable to some extent. These are all good signs. The only point worth noting is the self-destructive behavior he is currently exhibiting. Based on his current condition, I believe that after the college entrance examination results are announced, he will gradually improve over time. In my opinion, he doesn't need any special treatment. Rest at home is fine. What you parents need to do is take good care of him before the college entrance examination results are announced, and at the same time, don't let him feel excessively cared for, which could create additional pressure..."
While the expert was discussing Lin Beichen's so-called "illness" with Zheng Xia.
Inside the bedroom.
Lin Beichen was checking the recent weather conditions on his computer.
In the past few days, he no longer had equipment he could use to continue experiencing electric shocks, and his parents were constantly paying attention to him wherever he went, almost staying by his side every step of the way.
Of course, by now, Lin Beichen had also realized that simply being shocked by a stun gun was no longer enough to give him any insights.
He needed the more natural power of thunder and lightning from heaven and earth!
And now, all he could do for his research every day was search for information about lightning online, but this couldn't give him any inspiration or insights.
And just now.
He suddenly thought that perhaps he could secretly leave home and go to a mountain not far from home. Taking advantage of a thunderstorm, he could re-experience lightning and see if he could get the same kind of insight that was triggered when he first saw lightning during a thunderstorm.
"It's going to be sunny for the next week!"
"There's rain next Monday, but the probability is only 30%, which is too low."
"Next Tuesday won't work either."
"Huh?"
"Next Thursday will work!"
"The probability of rain is one hundred percent, and it's even forecasting a thunderstorm!"
...
Lin Beichen confirmed the date.
Immersed in making his plans, he was completely unaware...
Next Thursday wasn't just a day with a one hundred percent chance of thunderstorms.
It was also the day the college entrance examination results would be released.
