Dead after eight years [rebirth]

Cheng Shuibei talked about the butterfly from the butterfly to the cauliflower butterfly, and the sunlight slanted into the room from the corridor.

But Dong Sining just listened quietly, writing and drawing in the notebook from time to time, without interrupting Cheng Shuibei.

"It's over, it might be absurd, and I can't tell whether it's fantasy or reality, but...it's probably like this." Cheng Shuibei stood up after telling the story, looked at the yard and smiled mischievously.

Except for Zhang Ci'an, no one knew what he was doing.

Dong Sining looked up from the notebook, and didn't comment too much on the story, but only asked Cheng Shuibei a question: "So...have you met me before, or the future me?"

Xiao Cheng didn't know what his intention was, so he nodded in affirmation.

After Dong Si Ning heard it, she suddenly laughed: "Then I am so good, I can stay in school smoothly, and I will be an associate professor in a few years!"

Cheng Shuibei was stunned.

He never thought that Dong Sining's first response to his false story would be to believe his words and feel that he is very powerful.

"Thank you," Dong Sining came over to shake hands with Cheng Shuibei, "I was still worried about whether I would have the chance to stay in school, but it seems that I have a great chance, and I still want to be Zhang Ci'an's senior sister."

Cheng Shuibei looked at the hand that had written countless medical records lying in front of him, and shook it politely after hesitation.

"fine."

Dong Si Ning followed his gaze to look at the vines in the yard, and after confirming that Cheng Shuibei's mood was still stable, he started the next link.

"Would you like to sit down and talk to me now?"

Dong Sining moved the crude little bench to Cheng Shuibei's side, and signaled Cheng Shuibei not to go back to the threshold: "I want to chat with you face to face, is that okay?"

Cheng Shuibei sat down obediently.

Dong Sining also sat down next to Xiao Cheng.

"Doctor... Teacher Dong, I want to know why I am sick." Since it was a doctor's visit, Cheng Shuibei went straight to the point.

He never knew why he got sick. Some people thought he should blame Zhang Ci'an, but Cheng Shuibei didn't think so.

Dong Sining spread out her notebook for Cheng Shuibei to read: "Before we talk about this issue, let's talk about another thing. Look, here is the name you just mentioned."

There are many circles drawn on the notebook, each circle is a name, next to it is the number of times Cheng Shuibei mentioned it.

"Cheng Wenqiu 27 times, Cheng Nan 35 times, Uncle Zhang 15 times, Zhou Hai 7 times... Do you know who the one you mentioned the most among them is?" Dong Sining asked while clutching the top circle.

Cheng Shuibei said without hesitation, "Zhang Ci'an."

"Yes," Dong Si Ning affirmed his answer and then asked, "What about the one mentioned the least?"

The least one, Cheng Shuibei really couldn't remember who it would be.

Dong Sining moved her hand away, and there was a very small circle next to the big circle that said "Zhang Ci'an", so small that it would be covered by fingers incidentally, so small that it was not conspicuous among the circles on the whole page.

There is only one word in the small circle, He, He Mingsui's He.

"In the story you told, Mom was only mentioned twice. Once she abandoned Dad, and once she gave the medal you finally got to make a toy for your younger brother."

"Xiaobei...can I call you that?"

Cheng Shuibei nodded.

"Xiaobei, your heart knot is not with Zhang Ci'an you mentioned repeatedly, but with your mother."

Before Dong Si Ning finished speaking, Cheng Shuibei stood up anxiously: "How is it possible, she is Shao He's mother, how could I get sick because of her?"

Teacher Dong didn't answer his question immediately, but then asked Cheng Shuibei: "May I know the name of the song you hummed before entering the door?"

The little boat came over, and it swayed all the way...

"Others say that maternal love is selfless, but my mother never loved me." Cheng Shuibei murmured with his head down.

Dong Sining kept the distance between him and Cheng Shuibei, and continued after Cheng Shuibei's mood stabilized: "Because you see that your mother only treats your younger brother well, you will feel that you have done something wrong to be treated like this. You have been doubting yourself, Doubt that you are not doing well, doubt that you are not worthy of being loved, and eventually become, firmly believe that no one loves you.”

"And you trust a little more with the people you met before your mother made that change, like 'brother' and 'dad.'"

Why he thought Zhang Ci'an didn't love him, why he thought Cheng Nan would accept him as a family member, everything was clearly revealed.

"Do you want to talk to me about Mom?"

Cheng Shuibei asked himself, do you want to, of course he doesn't.

"It's okay if you don't want to talk about it. Xiaobei, if your mother doesn't love you, it doesn't mean that other people won't love you, and it doesn't mean that you are not worthy of being liked. Although I don't know what happened in the past, I just wanted to sit down At that time, you gave me a stool."

"Xiao Bei, thank you."

Dong Sining turned over the notebook full of names, opened a blank page and handed it to Cheng Shuibei: "Now, try to write down the person you think will say thank you to you on this page."

Cheng Shuibei took the notebook, hesitated for a long time with the pen, and finally wrote down the first name, Dong Sining.Teacher Dong just said "thank you", it must be counted as one.

"It's great, I'm really grateful to Xiao Bei, if it weren't for you, I would have stood all afternoon." Dong Sining smiled and encouraged him to continue.

Continue, Cheng Shuibei thought for a long time, and wrote down the name of the little monkey.The grace of saving lives should be worthy of a "thank you", right?

But when he wanted to write again, Cheng Shuibei didn't know who to write about.

He helped Zhou Xingzhan settle the matter, but he also got a lot of money from Boss Zhou, so there is no need to thank him.There is also old man Zhang and father, he should be the one to thank them.

As for Zhang Cian, Cheng Shuibei couldn't think of anything he had done that deserved his gratitude.

So Cheng Shuibei hesitated to write and draw for 10 minutes, leaving only two names on the paper.

Dong Sining took the notebook with a thumbs up, pointed to the notebook and said to Cheng Shuibei: "Look, at least this brother named Xiaohouer and I will be very grateful to you and like you very much. You are a very good person in your heart. If you think this way, will your heart feel better?"

Would it be better? Cheng Shuibei felt that two small flowers appeared out of nowhere under the wall in his heart, embellishing the only spring in the barren world.

Accepting that I am thankful in the eyes of some people, accepting that I am a person who is a little useful and maybe worthy of a little liking, is a very great thing for Cheng Shuibei, and it is also his biggest gain this afternoon .

Seeing the shy smile on Cheng Shuibei's face, Dong Si Ning knew that her task for today was completed.

She put away the notebook: "Okay, that's all for today. Cheng Shuibei, I'm going to give you homework."

Operation?How many years since he graduated, Cheng Shuibei was full of doubts about where he got his homework.

"Starting today, you have to try to rate yourself every day, and record the source of each point clearly. It can be someone saying thank you to you, or it can be where you think you performed well, but there is one thing. , only points are allowed, no deductions are allowed.”

After finishing speaking, Dong Sining took out a matt book for first and second graders from the file folder, on which it read:

Class: a little progress class

Name: Cheng Shuibei

"Student Cheng Shuibei from the little progress class, please complete your homework carefully in the next week."

Cheng Shuibei took over the slightly naive matts, but felt as if he had really returned to the time when he was appointed by the kindergarten teacher to be the class monitor in line to go to the toilet, with a great sense of responsibility in his heart.

It had been a long time since anyone had spoken to him like this. Cheng Shuibei had never felt the tenderness that should have come from his mother.

He had to admit that Dong Si Ning was a good doctor and a good teacher, Zhang Ci'an had made the right decision to invite her in his previous life and this life, it was him who didn't want the treatment to be delayed for so long.

"Okay. Thank you, Teacher Dong, I will." Cheng Shuibei followed Cheng Nan's example and saluted, making Dong Sining laugh.

"You are amazing, I was amused by you. Remember to write it in your homework!" Dong Sining encouraged Cheng Shuibei while packing his things.

Cheng Shuibei finished the first active and serious psychological counseling in his life, closed the door of Cheng's courtyard and sent Dong Sining to leave.

Dong Sining remembered something before leaving, and told Cheng Shuibei: "By the way, I will study that wonderful story of yours when I go back!"

Cheng Shuibei didn't know how she would judge this story, whether it was nonsense or hallucinations, but Dong Sining's calmness convinced Cheng Shuibei that there would always be someone in this world who could prove his existence.

As soon as he reached the entrance of the alley, Cheng Nan rushed out suddenly and stopped Cheng Shuibei in front of him.

"Cheng Shuibei, you've seen your illness!"

Cheng Shuibei corrected: "It's not a doctor, it's a class."

"Oh, class." Cheng Nan rubbed his head, wondering if he understood, and glanced into the grass from time to time.

Cheng Shuibei was keenly aware of the abnormality of the child, and followed his gaze to see a puppy with a black head and a white body lying in the middle of tall and short weeds.

"Where did it come from?" Cheng Shuibei asked, pointing at the dog.

When Cheng Nan saw that it was exposed, he stopped hiding it and carried the puppy into his arms with two dog legs. "This is the child of Baiyun and the little black dog. I asked the owner of Baiyun. Uncle said that he can give the puppy to me."

Wasn't the little black dog still chasing the little yellow dog when he came back last night? How could he be with Baiyun in a blink of an eye?

Cheng Shuibei couldn't understand the multilateral love between dogs. Looking at the puppy's eyes in his brother's arms, he felt that the animal cubs were so cute.

He also thought about raising cats and dogs before, but Professor Zhang refused on the grounds that Cheng Shuibei's situation was not suitable.Because when Niuniu died of old age, Cheng Shuibei cried all afternoon and all night.

"Cheng Shuibei, can I take it home?" Cheng Nan asked again.

of course can.

Cheng Shuibei nodded, feeling that what he is doing now deserves a point for today.

"You should go home early after school, don't let yourself feel lonely."

"Know it!"

Cheng Shuibei and Cheng Nan, who was holding the puppy, walked all the way back, and told his brother what he needed to pay attention to, and told Cheng Nan about Zhang Ci'an's family's big white dog named Niuniu.

Cheng Nan laughed together, then tilted his head suddenly and thought for a while and said, "Let's name it, the first name is Cheng Zhangfei, and the younger name is Zhacha, shall we?"

"Why?" Cheng Shuibei couldn't understand the child's whimsy.

Cheng Nan pointed at the puppy's head and sang solemnly: "Because, the black-faced Zhang Fei is called Chacha—"

The author has something to say:

I have a group meeting today, and I wrote it in a hurry after the meeting was very late. If there are any mistakes, welcome to catch bugs!

If you read this story and have the same predicament as Xiaobei, you should seek help from a doctor and a psychological counselor in time.The method of scoring myself was taught to me by others before, if you want to, you can also try it, try to affirm yourself and accept yourself.