Chapter 122： Teacher, can everyone be loved?

Chapter 122 Teacher, will everyone be loved?

After the last consultation.

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

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

But what saddens him even more is that these sad and painful emotions were not born because of the death of family members and elders, but because they kept recalling the scenes they treated him, with control, dissatisfaction, disgust, and doubt. There is anger...

The more he recalled, the more he could perceive the heavy, gray sadness.

Sometimes birth is too good, and it may not be happy for a person.

Because he may work hard and never reach the heights his grandparents and parents could reach.

What is even more sad is that parents and grandparents are not willing to accept that they have an ordinary child.

They always feel that they are so good, they will definitely have a better child, and they also feel that they have the ability to make their children better, which has resulted in a very extreme transformation and training.

But the gene is so magical, it sometimes doesn't make sense at all, throwing cards in a rampage, making people helpless.

When he was very young, he was not like this.

…

When I came to UCAS again.

Xia Fanxing felt a complex emotion that he had never had before, and he was constantly immersed in his childhood when he was not very happy.

Powerless and angry, no solution yet.

Because all those who made him feel unhappy died.

"How are you feeling these 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.

No matter how many times he looked at the opposite, he couldn't help but be amazed Teacher Ning, and tried his best to suppress his negative emotions and make himself look as calm as possible.

but totally useless.

In Teacher Ning's eyes, his whole body is 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-depressed face, "No, I'm not good, I feel like I'm starting to be depressed again."

Xia Fanxing, who didn't shed a single tear at home, could not help sniffling and crying when she sat in front of Teacher Ning to speak.

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

"It's better than before."

"You see, sadness and pain and unhappiness can all be found, can't they?"

"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, such a state of crying, or a state of pain and suffering?" Teacher Ning asked calmly, completely unaffected by his emotions.

"The state of crying." Xia Fanxing took off the tissue from his face and frowned at Teacher Ning, who had a calm face across from him.

"Why don't you like this state? Is it because you're a boy, do you feel ashamed when you cry?"

Xia Fanxing nodded, "I will always remember when I was a child, as soon as I cried, my dad said, 'If you cry again, I'll really hit someone! I'll tell you!' 'Xia Fanxing, why are you so useless?' So , Every time I want to cry, I can only endure it."

"That was when my father treated you in that way, and it only happened when I was a child. Look at you, you just cried for so long, did anyone still murder you? Did anyone scold you? Your father also passed away, so, You can choose now. For the present, you can choose to respect your emotions or choose to live in the shadows of the past.”

"It seems a little embarrassing." Xia Fanxing fidgeted in 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 seriousness on Teacher Ning's face.

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

"I think that many of the things I do are not done because of what I want, but because I have bought into other people's opinions. From childhood to adulthood, there are always people around me who dictate my life. "

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

After a long time, Xia Fanxing said loudly, "Teacher, I don't know how to teach them how to treat me, because their power is stronger than mine. I can do nothing but obey them."

…

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

While drinking tea, I swiped Weibo and found that a Weibo netizen happened to be asking:

[A koi sheep babble: Teacher, can everyone be loved? ]

She put the teacup lightly on the desk and replied to the netizen's question:

[An ordinary person: Love makes people feel tender and brave, not grievance and compromise. Good luck! @A koi sheep baa baa]

…

After drinking tea, finish Weibo.

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

"I have also found that the decisive primordial trauma often results from an early disconnection..."

took a deep breath and quickly entered the working state. She quickly tapped her ten fingers on the keyboard, and she resumed the work that was not completed before.

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

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

It's almost noon time to get off work.

She quickly checked the document and found that there was no problem, then printed it out, sorted it, put it in the document bag, then locked the door of the office 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 UCAS. From her office to the research institute, you need to cross the UCAS campus. If you walk there, the road is a bit long.

Therefore, after she went downstairs, she scanned a shared bicycle with her mobile phone and shuttled around the campus.

…

The short and beautiful spring in the capital passed by, and the late spring and early summer came quietly.

The leaves on the campus of UCAS are no longer bright green but have become dark green, catkins are flying all over the sky, all kinds of rhododendrons are blooming brightly, and the young men and women who are full of vigor also put on thin clothes, and there are beautiful scenery everywhere.

Ning Youguang was riding a bicycle across the campus, like a gust of wind blowing through the crowd, and many students who were leaving school cheered and greeted her:

"My God, it's Teacher Ning."

"Hello, Teacher Ning."

"Hello teacher."

"Good goddess."

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

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

"There is..."

"I'm going, my goddess rides a bicycle, this is exactly a movie scene reenactment." 1314

(end of this chapter)