My name is Yi He, Yi from Yi, He from Gentleness. I am a very kind person, but it is not easy to live in this small part of my life.
Yesterday, a piece of news went viral among high school classmates. Classmate Yang Kailang jumped from the 14th floor and died on the spot. No wonder someone asked me the day before yesterday if I could contact Yang Kailang. It turned out to be the case.
I saw the district's document explaining the incident of jumping from a building. What was disappointing was that there were only a few words describing him: "The deceased, Yang Kailang, male, 35 years old, lived in..., And was initially determined to have committed suicide by jumping from a building. The possibility of homicide has been ruled out. The cause of the suicide is under investigation." Such a small piece of paper, with just a few numbers, is his life. I casually mentioned this matter to my father during dinner. I said it was a pity for him, but my father just said, "This is too fragile. His parents raised him in vain." I did not argue, but slowly complained in my heart: I also thought about letting it go in countless days and nights. My father was still nagging about how sad his family would be and what to do about his parents, but I couldn't listen to a word anymore. He didn't think about what Yang Kailang had gone through before, and how desperate he was.
Purpose: Let the world understand the seven deadly sins