Xiao Qian initially thought this was just an ordinary call from someone feeling down, but when she heard the little girl say that she hadnât been able to sleep for three days, she immediately focused her attention.
âLittle sister, have you encountered anything upsetting recently?â
âThere hasnât been anything special, but Iâve been feeling very heavy-hearted. I try to make myself fall asleep every day, but lying in bed, no matter how I close my eyes and count sheep, I just canât fall asleep. Even taking medicine doesnât workâ¦â
This situation⦠Xiao Qian knew right away that this wasnât like the emotional garbage she had encountered during her show.
âApart from this, do you have any other abnormal conditions?â
âNo, not really, maybe there are⦠but I donât want to say.â
Insomnia + not wanting to talk about oneâs sadness with others, or not knowing where to start talking about it, these two factors were already giving Xiao Qian a vague idea.
âIs there anything that makes you happy? Howâs your appetite?â She continued to ask.
âI donât know whatâs wrong with me. Things that used to make me happy seem to have disappeared in an instant. I no longer have a taste for the food I used to like. The doctor prescribed me medication, but I still canât sleep.â
No favorite things, no appetite, insomnia, unwilling to confide in anyone, dark view of the future, low self-esteemâ¦
Xiao Qianâs hunch became clearer.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om
âDo you have any wishes to fulfill?â
âI donât have any wishesâ¦oh, no, I do! Actually, I just want to call and congratulate you. Iâve always felt out of place in this world, but your show was the only thing that made me feel anything. I wanted to personally tell you congratulations on getting married. After doing this, I have no regrets. Anyway, I have nothing else to do, so I wonât bother you on the hotline anymore.â
Even with no wishesâ¦
âSister, tell me your name.â
âIââ The little girl hesitated.
âTell me, sister Meiwei wants to know.â
âMy name is Weiwei.â
Xiao Qian was stunned.
Weiwei, it sounded like her daughterâs name.
When Xiao Qian closed her eyes, she seemed to hear her daughter asking her for help.
Mommy, please save her.
Xiao Qian opened her eyes, and there was something else in them. She couldnât stand idly by.
âDonât hang up, tell your contact information to the broadcasting team, and Iâll call you after the show. Remember, no matter how difficult life is for you right now, you still have sister Meiwei.â
âThank you, sister Meiwei, but⦠itâs too late. Standing up is too tiring. I want to lie down and rest for a while.â
Wow! The host gives her phone number!
This heavy news made many listenersâ blood boil, although they didnât know why this conversation prompted the usually aloof Meiwei to actively offer her phone number. Still, this was surprising enough.
Meiweiâs popularity has always been high, and she is low-key and mysterious, so many listeners wanted to know what she looked like and find ways to learn her contact information. Still, the radio station did an excellent job of keeping this secret.
In the past, listeners who wanted her contact information had been tactfully brushed off by Xiao Qian, but today she actively offered her contact details!
The next callers probably wanted Xiao Qianâs information too. The show would end in a few minutes, but Xiao Qian was now concerned about that little girl. She needed to get in touch with her as soon as possible.
She immediately cut off the show by playing music.
Real depression versus fake depression is apparent to psychologists, and itâs impossible to fake it.
Xiao Qian exited the show and impatiently asked the broadcasting team for the contact information.
âThat little girl? She didnât leave her info; she hung up right away.â
âCheck her phone records for when she called.â
The broadcasting team immediately began checking, while curiously asking.
âThis is the first time Iâve seen you like this. Why?â They flipped through the records.
âBecause her situation is different from other consulters. She needs me.â
âI thought you were a very aloof person. Is it because youâre getting married and becoming a warm older sister?â The broadcasting team member found the record and started taking notes.
âMy aloofness doesnât conflict with my being a good doctor.â
When the child said that the only thing she felt connected to was Xiao Qianâs show and when she said sheâd have no regrets after talking to Xiao Qian, the doctorâs sense of mission drove her to find the little girl as soon as possible.
âHere you go! This is the first time Iâve heard someone admit theyâre aloofâ¦â the broadcasting team member watched Xiao Qian hurriedly walk away with the number and wondered.
Xiao Qian didnât have time to talk to her. She immediately dialed the number she had been given. The number was for a landline, and it rang for a long time before someone answered. Xiao Qian persisted in calling, and after calling three times, the phone finally connected.
âWhat do you want in the middle of the night? Let people sleep!â
The voice on the phone was an irritable-sounding man, as if he had just woken up.
âIs there a little girl named Weiwei in your house?â
âNone of your business! You fucking calling in the middle of the nightâ¦â The man had poor quality and lost control of his emotions because his sleep had been interrupted. His speech wasnât particularly clean.
âGo to her room right now and see what sheâs doing. Iâm Meiwei, the host of the Radio Night Talk Column. This child just called the hotline, and I feel her condition is not good. Sheâs likely suffering from depression, and itâs her acute phase. Quick, go see her!â
âHuh?â The man woke up and didnât have time to talk to Xiao Qian more. He threw the phone aside without hanging up.
Xiao Qian could hear the slapping sound of slippers on the floor and the sound of knocking on the door accompanied by the manâs urgent cries.
âWeiwei! Open the door!â
The man called at the door but got no response, so Xiao Qian heard him shouting.
âAzi! Bring the key quickly!â
An impatient middle-aged womanâs voice came with a yawn, âWhat a nuisance. Just let her die if she wants to. Itâs bothering everyone and we canât sleep well.â
Xiao Qianâs liver was on fire as she listened. Was this her real mother?
How could someone be so impatient with a person suffering from depression?
The door finally opened, followed by the manâs exclamation.
âWeiwei! Hurry, call an ambulance!!!â
âOh, the child really took the medication. Itâs the middle of the night, how could she cause such trouble? Letâs drive her there insteadâ¦â
âShut up! Call the ambulance!!!â
Then Xiao Qian heard footsteps and a womanâs voice getting closer and closer. She seemed to be muttering to herself. The man was preoccupied with saving the little girl and didnât hear the womanâs voice, but Xiao Qian did.
âSheâs been complaining about wanting to die all day. If she wants to die, let her die! Itâs so annoying. Do ambulances come for free? Let her die early and join her short-lived mother. So annoyingâ¦â
Oh⦠a stepmother, or some other relative, but definitely not the biological mother.
Xiao Qian understood; she believed that a real mother wouldnât be so ruthless.
âWhy wonât this phone hang up? Itâs so annoying!â The woman hung up the phone with a click, and Xiao Qian didnât know what happened next.
The time was already midnight. The show ended a little after 12, and Xiao Qian looked at the clock, still worried.
She was about to call Professor Liu when his call came in.