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the door.

Seeing the head teacher leading Bi Ziyun into the office, Su Lijuan immediately stood up from the sofa, rushed over and hugged her son tightly.

"Mom, what's wrong with you?"

Bi Ziyun noticed that her mother was trembling all over, and something was obviously wrong, so she quickly reached out and hugged her back.

Brother Pi, who stood behind the mother and son, sighed: "It's like this..."

This morning, Su Lijuan, who was packing her luggage at home, received a call from a fraud gang.The scammers claimed that they were the teachers of the school. Bi Ziyun fell from the balcony on the third floor of the teaching building this morning and was rushed to the hospital.The hospital is waiting to pay for the operation, and the teachers have paid some in advance, but it is not enough, so they called the parents quickly.

When Su Lijuan heard that something happened to her son, she didn't bother to think about the authenticity of the matter. She hurried to the ATM to withdraw the money, and ran to the hospital that the liar said with a huge sum of money.

Fortunately, she was driving halfway, and suddenly thought of calling Brother Pi, otherwise she would really be giving money to a scammer for nothing.

Hearing this, the expression on Bi Ziyun's face froze.He saw a half-open briefcase on the sofa in the office, which contained a pack of red banknotes.

Several female teachers comforted Bi Ziyun's mother for a long time, but also felt a little helpless.

Several parents have received such scam calls this week, but none of them believed it.Why did this parent believe it directly?

Su Lijuan hugged her son for a long time, and the trembling on her body finally eased a little.Her voice was very hoarse, as if she had cried out her tears a long time ago: "Xiaoyun, when I just, when I first received the call, I thought you were thinking about it, so—"

Since she found out about her son, she searched a lot of news on the Internet and found that many such children finally chose to commit suicide because of the pressure exerted by their parents and the strange stares of others.

Her first reaction when she received the call was that Bi Ziyun couldn't stand it because of what she said last week, so she jumped off the building.

"That person said you fell from the third floor, I almost went crazy, I was really scared, I was afraid--" Su Lijuan began to cry uncontrollably as she spoke.

"Mom," Bi Ziyun suddenly said while hugging Su Lijuan who was crying until she was out of breath, "Mom, stop crying."

The current Su Lijuan is like a frightened mother beast, who will become hysterical at any time because of her cub's every move.

He could no longer watch his mother go on like this.

She has been tightening the string in her heart, and one day she will go crazy and collapse.

"Mom," Bi Ziyun patted Su Lijuan's trembling back lightly, "Listen to me."

"I'm going to make up lessons, I'm going to do psychological counseling, and I won't associate with him in the future." Bi Ziyun said, "I'll listen to you, and I'll listen to you in the future, really."

"Don't do that again, Mom."

When Su Lijuan heard Bi Ziyun say this, she raised her head from his embrace in astonishment.

She wanted to see her son's face, but she didn't expect to see that person over his shoulder.

The child surnamed Fang just stood at the door of the office, silently watching everything that happened in the office.

Seeing that he had discovered his presence, he turned his head and left.

Peew also saw Fang Nan.

Fang Nan had been standing at the door of the office since the bell rang for the end of get out of class. He didn't say anything, and Fang Nan didn't leave, just stood there quietly.

Seeing Fang Nan turn and leave, Puyou's eyes fell on Bi Ziyun who was hugging his mother.

Bi Ziyun found that Brother Pi was looking at him, raised his head, and looked back at him silently.

There was a puddle of water in his eyes, as if it was as deep as a sinking abyss, but also as if there was nothing.

Every teenager dreams of becoming an adult, but in fact, he doesn't really need to wait until he wants to grow up.

17-year-old Bi Ziyun has grown up since that moment.

作者有话要说：感谢在2021-01-0221:50:45~2021-01-0321:54:03期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel who cast mines: which one is the offer;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!

60. Be loved

"I'm not sick."

Bi Ziyun looked at the woman sitting in front of the computer.

This was the first sentence he uttered after sitting here for half an hour.

"I know," the woman said, "take it easy, I'm not here to persuade you or treat you, I just want to chat with you briefly."

The cram school that Su Lijuan enrolled him in was next to the No. [-] Middle School, occupying an entire building, and it was a large-scale training institution.At eight o'clock on Saturday night, he sat in the psychological counseling room on the third floor of the institution, waiting for the psychological teacher to give him the first counseling session.

The psychological counseling room in the institution has bright and clean windows, a beanbag sofa in the corner, and many small animal stickers on the wall.

The surrounding environment is warm and comfortable, but Bi Ziyun's mood is a little restless, fidgeting on the seat all the time, looking around.

The teacher took out a few sheets of paper from the printer, bound them with a stapler, and handed them to Bi Ziyun who was sitting across from him: "Today is the first class, so let's not have in-depth communication, you fill out this self-assessment form, I I can find out about your current situation in advance."

Bi Ziyun picked up the paper and found that there were more than 200 questions on it, of all kinds and types.

"You just fill in according to your first reaction, don't hesitate." The teacher said, "There are several options for detecting whether you are lying. If you are lying, I can tell at a glance."

Bi Ziyun didn't even think about it, just started to tick down with the pen, and answered the questions according to her intuition, and finished more than 200 questions in a short while.

"I'm done," he handed the scale to the counselor, "Can you really see what psychological problems I have from it?"

The female teacher gave Bi Ziyun a friendly smile: "We are not a professional psychological counseling institution here, and we cannot guarantee that the results will be accurate, but it can also be used as an effective reference."

After roughly reading Bi Ziyun's answer results twice, the female teacher typed a few lines on the computer, and gradually frowned: "Strange..."

"What's wrong?" Bi Ziyun asked her.

"All your indicators are within a reasonable range, and your lying index is also very low, so it's ruled out that you are deliberately concealing it." The female teacher turned the paper back and forth a few times, "The problems your mother and I have talked about can only be seen from the results. , are not very obvious.”

"That's why I told you just now that I'm not sick."

Bi Ziyun looked at the woman in front of him, and said every word.

"However, I have seen some other problems." The teacher put down the scale in his hand, stood up from the office chair, and pushed away the cubicle behind him, "Come with me, we will do another test."

Following the female teacher into the cubicle at the back of the tutoring room, Bi Ziyun saw a huge sandbox in the center of the room, and the surrounding cabinets were filled with all kinds of toy models, including airplanes and cars, various animals, and even There are also villains with no clothes on.

"This is a sandbox game, and we also call it Hakoba Therapy." The teacher introduced to him, "If you can't say it in your heart, you can use it to convey it to me."

"Not much to say, let's start directly."

The female teacher opened all the cabinets, and then closed the doors of the cubicles, giving Bi Ziyun some time to be alone with her heart.

There was a small dinosaur with a broken leg beside the table. Bi Ziyun picked it up and took a look, then threw the small dinosaur aside.

Hakoba Therapy... something mysterious.

He didn't want to share his deepest thoughts with unfamiliar strangers at all, but he had to do what the teacher said.So in the next period of time, as soon as any scene appeared in his mind, he found the corresponding toys and stuffed them into the sand table randomly, trying to perfuse the nagging female teacher just now.

Half an hour later, the female teacher came back.

She sat down in front of the sand table, stared at the scene that Bi Ziyun had piled up and pondered for a while, and couldn't help murmuring: "As expected..."

Could it be that she really saw something?

Bi Ziyun didn't quite believe it.

"From the scale you made just now, I don't see the emotional problems in the rebellious period that your mother mentioned, but I can see that there are some problems in your family." The female teacher and Bi Ziyun said, "Don't worry, what we will do next Everything we talk about is limited to this room, including your mother, no third person will know, you can open your heart and talk to me."

"Judging from the display on the sand table, you are a person who lacks fatherly love for a long time and has a serious lack of security. You desperately want to tie the family together, but you are worried that the family may fall apart at any time."

"You used a coconut tree to cover the roof of this hut because you were looking for something to shelter your home from the wind and rain, right?" The female teacher glanced at Bi Ziyun, "Unfortunately, home used to be your safe haven. Now you feel like this is no longer a place for you to dock."

Bi Ziyun clenched the little dinosaur with a broken leg in his hand, but didn't make a sound.

"Can you tell me why you put it so densely on the left side, but only put one train on the large open space on the right side?"

The female teacher's voice gradually softened. Looking at the slight expression on Bi Ziyun's face, she felt that she had knocked on the window of the young man's heart, and was about to reach the softest place.

"...This is a dream I had."

After a while, Bi Ziyun said awkwardly, "When I was on the train, I had a dream."

The tutor waited for him to continue