Ping Ye walked up to the middle-aged woman and said softly, "You and your daughter both need to be calm. ”

The middle-aged woman nodded.

His eyes fell on his daughter, expecting a hint of reaction from her.

Zigui ignored Ping Ye's gaze and looked at the content that Fang Cai had painted: "The beautiful woman in the painting is you, you have had this kind of beauty, and you can continue to have it in the future, as long as you want." ”

Her voice was so soft that it seemed to be an interruption to her breathing.

"If you want, within 10 seconds, as long as you remain silent, this unreliable man, and your mother, leave for the time being. Let's talk. ”

Unreliable man, Pingye?

Moment.

Zigui began to count: "10 9 8...... 3 2 1 ”

The girl, called Mo Lele, kept her head down.

Ping Ye finally realized what it meant to be forced to go to Liangshan.

He left with the middle-aged woman.

Zigui didn't seem to care, the mess in the room at this time.

Her eyes were full of tenderness and warm sunshine.

Zigui doesn't care about girls ignoring themselves, it's normal for her to ignore her like this, for the current situation.

Outside the office.

The middle-aged woman is trying her best to ask that she want to see and see her daughter's condition, and she clearly shows that she does not trust and is not at ease with Zigui.

Ping Ye explained: "You can see the picture, but you can't hear their conversation. ”

"Why. ”

"Ethics. A lot of conversations involve the customer's privacy, and we're sorry that even if you're her mom, we can't do that and let you participate in her privacy. Of course, if the parties fully agree with your proposal. ”

"I'm just not happy with that woman. ”

"But, that's the person your daughter chooses herself, and you can see that your daughter has a great rejection of men. Ping Ye asked, "If you had known about this news a long time ago, you should have told us." ”

The middle-aged woman thought for a while: "Forget it, I don't want to know anything, I'm too tired." As long as the result, the result. ”

Ping Ye thought about Zigui, and finally walked into a room with a middle-aged woman.

Through a special glass, people here can clearly see the scene inside.

And the people on the inside can't see everything outside.

Zigui and the girl sat on the sofa in a daze for twenty minutes.

"What are they doing?" asked the middle-aged woman suspiciously, Ping Ye beside her.

"She's giving your daughter plenty of time and space. ”

"Look. Ping Ye's attention has been on the two of them.

"Can I go back to the way I was?"

The moment the girl spoke, Zigui was happy in her heart, but she still had that faint emotion on her face.

After succeeding, the happiness of waiting for her to speak cannot be seen by her.

She was unhurried and was very sure: "Yes." ”

"I ......" the girl's gaze fell on Zigui: "Do you know why I chose you?"

"I don't know. Zigui smiled: "Will you tell me?"

"Because, you're not a professional psychiatrist. The girl was completely relaxed, she was willing to believe Zigui: "Those people, their eyes make me very uncomfortable, there is a sharp knife hidden behind the gentleness, they don't care if I am in pain or not, they are dissecting, constantly analyzing." You and they are not the same. ”

"I am a student of the Department of Psychology at Pudong University. Zigui explained, "The reason I'm here is because I have the worst grades in my class. I was arranged by the teacher to study here. I never expected to meet you. ”

"I guessed that you were a student, but I didn't guess that you were the worst grade. The girl said, tears falling: "Just like me...... I guessed the beginning, but I didn't guess the result correctly. ”

Zigui didn't speak immediately, but thought about it.

"Do you mean, campus loan or your boyfriend?"

......The girl was stunned for a moment, and her face immediately became annoyed: "Didn't you say that you don't know about my affairs? ”

"I didn't lie to you. Zigui was very patient: "I don't dare to be interested in those rumors, but it doesn't mean that I haven't heard them." I won't underestimate anyone because of the past.

Who... Can you do without fault?

Who hasn't grown up in their mistakes and slowly become strong and beautiful?"

"Who? who can be incapacitated?" the girl didn't understand, she looked directly at Zigui and asked, "If your relatives, your boyfriend, the person you trust the most, they hurt you hard." You, what else can you say, who... Can you be without fault? Can you do it without hate?"

Zigui thought about this very seriously.

"I, I've never experienced anything like this, and I don't know what I'll think when I encounter it.

But now with my sanity, tell me. Facing people who have hurt themselves, whether they are relatives, friends, lovers, or people who have spent their lives together. I can choose to forgive, I can never get along with them, and I can die with them instead... Hold a grudge for life. ”

"Huh. The girl wiped a handful of tears: "Don't forgive?

Zigui showed surprise on his face, and immediately said, "Of course, the difference is very big. ”

"Relief is to let go of yourself, to make your heart feel better, in order not to let 'dissatisfaction', 'unfairness', 'why' and 'resentment' these things delay your life and affect your normal life. Not forgive, because, can't forgive. Relief and unforgiveness can coexist.

They... It can really coexist. ”

"Really?" the girl doubted, tempted and longing.

"Would you like to try?" Zigui lightly: "Let's be together, okay?"

The girl was guided, and she nodded: "The damage is already there, can you let these injuries not exist?"

"Trust me, yes. Zigui comforted: "Be brave enough to face these hurts, admit its existence, and try to accept it and make it a part of your life." ”

"How to admit it, how to face it, how to accept it?" the girl's voice grew higher and higher, and the last word was questioning and dissatisfied.

"Campus loans, boyfriend. These are all words that I know from your sources. ”

Zigui is no longer negotiating, and the comforting tone is under her soft voice, with a hint of strength.

The kind of strongness that you have to listen to me arrange: "You took out a loan at school because of your boyfriend." ”