Chapter 122 Teacher, Will Everyone Be Loved?

after the last consultation.

Xia Fanxing always felt strange and uneasy when he came home.

The homework assigned by Mr. Ning reminded him of many childhood memories.

But what makes him even more sad is that these sad and painful emotions were born not because of the death of the elders in his family, but because he kept recalling the scenes of how they treated him, with control, dissatisfaction, dislike, and doubt. there is anger...

The more he recalled, the more he felt the heavy gray sadness.

Sometimes being born is too good to be happy for a person.

Because he may work very hard and never be able to reach the heights that his grandparents and parents could achieve.

What's even more sad is that parents and grandparents are also unwilling to accept that they have an ordinary child.

They always think that if they are so good, they will definitely give birth to a better child, and they also feel that they have the ability to make their children better, which leads to a very extreme transformation and training.

But genes are so miraculous, sometimes they don't make sense at all, and throw cards indiscriminately on a rampage, leaving people helpless.

Obviously when he was very young, he was not like this.

...

When I came to the National University of Science and Technology again.

Xia Fanxing felt a kind of complex emotion that he had never felt before, and he kept immersing himself in his childhood without much happiness.

Powerless and angry, there is no solution.

Because those who made him unhappy have died.

"How have you been for two weeks?"

"good."

I haven't seen you for two weeks.

Xia Fanxing walked into Teacher Ning's office and sat on this familiar chair.

He looked at Teacher Ning, who couldn't help being amazed no matter how many times he looked at him, and tried his best to suppress his negative emotions, trying to make himself look as calm as possible.

But completely useless.

In Teacher Ning's eyes, his whole body was full of flaws.

So, they looked at each other in silence for a long time.

Xia Fanxing was discouraged, and slumped on the chair with a manic expression on his face, "No, I'm very bad, I feel like I'm starting to feel depressed again."

Xia Fanxing, who didn't shed a single tear at home, couldn't help sniffling and crying as soon as he sat in front of Teacher Ning and talked.

Ning Youguang quietly handed him the paper box: "Do you feel better now?"

"Better than before."

"You see, there are reasons for sorrow and pain and unhappiness, aren't there?"

"But I don't like these feelings, and I don't like my state." Xia Fanxing covered his face with a tissue and cried bitterly.

"What kind of state do you not like, the state of crying like this, or the state of suffering?" Teacher Ning asked calmly, completely unaffected by his emotions.

"Crying state." Xia Fanxing took off the tissue from his face, frowned and looked at Teacher Ning with a calm face opposite him.

"Why don't you like this state? Is it because you are a boy and you feel ashamed when you cry?"

Xia Fanxing nodded, "I will always remember when I was a child, whenever I cried, my dad would say, 'If you cry again, I will really hit someone! Let me tell you!' 'Xia Fanxing, why are you so useless?' So , every time I want to cry, I can only bear it."

"It was when I was a child, and my father treated you in that way, and it only appeared when I was a child. Look, you have been crying for so long, is there anyone who hurt you? Did someone scold you? Your father also passed away, so, You have a choice now. For the moment, you can choose to respect your emotions, or you can choose to live in the shadow of the past."

"It seems a bit difficult." Xia Fanxing fidgeted on the chair.

"Yes, but you have to make a choice, because this choice will have a profound and significant impact on your future life."

Xia Fanxing was shocked by the seriousness and earnestness on Teacher Ning's face.

But his mind turned quickly, and he thought of how he was "controlled by his family" by his native family.

"I think that many times I do some things not because I want to do them, but because I buy into other people's opinions. From childhood to adulthood, there are always people around me telling me what to do with my life. "

"So, if parents and those around them are critical, children have to learn how to deal with them. Once you choose not to buy into their views and teach them how to treat you, they will adjust their behavior."

After a long time, Xia Fanxing said gruffly, "Teacher, I don't know how to teach them how to treat me, because their strength is stronger than mine. I can't do anything but obey them."

...

After finishing Xia Fanxing's case, Ning Youguang took the opportunity to drink a cup of tea.

While drinking tea, I checked Weibo and found that a Weibo netizen was asking:

[A koi sheep bleats: Teacher, will everyone be loved? ]

She put the teacup gently on the desk, and replied to the question from the netizen:

[An ordinary person: Love is to make people feel gentle and brave, not to make people feel wronged and compromised. Good luck! x-on:一个甘鱼羊咩咩]

...

After drinking tea, I finished checking Weibo.

Ning Youguang opened the laptop on the desk, and she looked at the content in the document that was forced to be suspended due to Xia Fanxing's visit.

"I've also found that the definitive primary trauma often comes from an early disconnection..."

Taking a deep breath, she quickly entered the working state, and quickly tapped on the keyboard with her ten slender fingers, and she resumed the unfinished work before.

"This has always played a pivotal role in primitive therapy..."

When the work is finished, the clock in the upper right corner of the computer shows: Wednesday, 11:45.

It's almost time to get off work at noon.

She checked the documents quickly, and when she found that there was nothing wrong, she printed them out, sorted them out, and put them in a file bag. Then, she locked the office door and left the office.

She needs to send the summary report she just finished to the teacher.

Professor Yu's research institute is also at the National University of Science and Technology. To get to the research institute from her office, she needs to cross the campus of the National University of Science and Technology. It is a bit far to walk there.

So, after she went downstairs, she scanned a shared bicycle with her mobile phone and started to shuttle around the campus.

...

The short and beautiful spring in the capital meanders by, and late spring and early summer quietly arrive.

The leaves on the campus of the National University of Science and Technology of China are no longer tender green but have begun to turn dark green. Catkins are flying all over the sky, rhododendrons of various colors are in full bloom, and vigorous young men and women have also put on thin clothes. There are beautiful scenery everywhere.

When Ning Youguang rode his bicycle across the campus, it was like a gust of wind blowing through the crowd. Many students who were leaving school cheered and greeted her:

"My God, it's Teacher Ning."

"Hello, Teacher Ning."

"Hello teacher."

"Hi Goddess."

There are also many students who quickly picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and videos.

"Hurry up, the goddess looks amazing on a bicycle."

"Yes, yes..."

"I'll go, my goddess rides a bicycle, this is a reproduction of a movie scene." 1314