Quickly travel to your favorite husband: the system is coming to the bowl

Chapter 136 Su Guijun Extra Story (3)

That night, I learned her name, her name was Ye Nuanxue.

Xueben is cold and invisible, but she wants to set off "snow" with "warmth". Presumably her family hopes that she will remember to keep herself warm no matter what difficulties she encounters in the future.

She has been following me, sometimes stepping on my shadow, sometimes muttering something behind me, I want to try my best to listen to what she is muttering, but I can't, I can only keep walking , I don’t know where I am going, I only have one thought in my heart, that is, I must go back to the dormitory.

That night, I pinched her face, her face was extremely playful, although chubby, but soft and smooth, I didn't dare to stay on her face, so I quickly let go.

At the end, when I saw her bouncing towards the dormitory building after saying goodbye to me, I couldn't help but smile: "Oh, what a silly and innocent girl."

Girls like her are generally called "silly white sweet" by others in novels, and she really has all three of them, the "silly white sweet" in typical novels.I have been like this to her in the small black room, but she still kindly comforts me, she is not afraid that I am a bad person, she is really stupid.

I don't have extra thoughts to pay attention to her, after all, she is not my favorite person, nor my friend.To me, she should be "the only light in the dark", an existence closer than a lover, but she is not a familiar person, destined to be a person who has no relationship.

After returning home, my parents finally stopped treating me coldly like they used to. Instead, they were full of guilt and distress.

I'm not curious about it, and I don't want to ask.

"Gui Jun, it was your parents who were bad in the past, which caused you a lot of grievances. I'm sorry." Mom's gentle words came. If it was Su Guijun from the past, he must be dancing with joy at this time, but now the former Su Guijun That Su Guijun had already been strangled by them collectively, the current Su Guijun only had wounds and indifference.

"The head teacher has already called us to confirm that you are suffering from depression, and we also know about your finding a counselor at school." Dad said with a guilty look on his face: "It would be great if I found out earlier, You don't want to just stay in such an unpopular school."

I didn't look at them, but asked: "Face? Me? Is face important?"

Dad paused, and then resolutely said: "We only have a son like you, so naturally you are more important. No matter how difficult this disease is to treat, we will definitely do our best to treat you and strive for your speedy recovery."

Mom nodded: "Yes, you can still listen to what your parents said, which means that your depression is not extremely serious, and you can recover sooner if you treat it early."

What they don't know is that I'm just supporting myself to listen to them now, and it's not an understatement of "I can still listen to what my parents say".

Later, I could no longer hear what they were talking about. It seemed that my thoughts had flown to a distant place. I tried hard to communicate with them normally, and I tried hard to concentrate on listening to them. can't do it.

After some time, I vaguely heard my mother's sobs and my father's sighs, so I asked, "What's wrong?"

The always serious father could not help but sigh heavily at this moment: "I really didn't expect that the son I was proud of since childhood would now look like this. Do you know how scary you looked just now? The look in your eyes Sluggish, the whole person is in a state of emptiness, no matter how we call you, you don't respond at all, it's like you went to another world at that time."

Mom wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes and sobbed: "We really didn't expect this symptom to be so terrible. How did you get here for so many years? Mom and Dad didn't care about you at all before, but now they regret it very much. Mom is so scared You suddenly become like this while walking on the road, what if you get into a car accident, then mom won't be able to live anymore."

"Don't say such unfavorable words, this will never happen." Although Dad's tone was serious, he frowned.

It is only now that I understand that they really care about me, and the previous resentment towards them has disappeared at this moment.

Dad looked at me and said, "Let's suspend school for one semester first, and go to school after the next semester's condition improves a little. On Monday, I will go through the suspension procedures with the class teacher. I don't believe that this disease can't be cured." sick."

For some time afterwards, I was locked up at home.

Looking at the world outside the window every day, as well as the psychological counselors and doctors who come in and out of the house every day, I can’t remember their appearance or their voices. I only know that they often treat me. Hypnotized me to force me to speak out about my past, but I largely failed them.

Only one counselor impressed me deeply.He is an elderly man with gray hair and wearing a pair of reading glasses. He hypnotized me. Under his hypnosis, I was finally willing to tell my past.

My past was brilliant, but then it became so bleak. When I finished telling my experience, my eyes were blurred at some point.

At this time, the psychological counselor blamed my parents: "Why did you still choose to stand by and watch when he encountered those things in high school, and even added insult to injury? Do you know that parents play the biggest role in the growth of their children? He originally thought that his home was his safe haven, and at least you could still stand by his side, but you didn't. All you cared about was the fact that the former 'genius boy' had fallen from the altar, but you didn't care about him at all. Why did you fall off the altar? People like you are not worthy of being parents at all."

This old psychological counselor became more and more excited as he talked, and almost hit my father directly.

And my father looked guilty and nodded quickly: "Yes, we were not good at the beginning. We shouldn't have distrusted the child. We also regret it."

After hearing this sentence, the elderly psychological counselor finally stabilized his mood, and said in a slow tone: "There is no medicine for regret in the world. Fortunately, you wake up earlier. If it takes a while, he may come back again." It will be more serious, and it will be more difficult to treat at that time. Presumably you should have only cared about making money before, and didn’t understand what depression is, let alone the pain of patients with depression. Presumably after this time, you should understand.”

I looked at him and said softly, "Thank you."

(End of this chapter)