Chapter 13: The love between teachers and students is the most romantic
Liangchen looked at the line of words in the dialog box fixedly, and there was a sense of anger that was powerful and nowhere to go.
For the first time, I felt that Shang Qiao was a very bad person, and even had a black belly, which messed up her life, and forced her to accept that if she made a choice between him and a cliff, she would not hesitate to jump off.
I deleted it by hand, deleted Shang Qiao's WeChat, phone calls, and mobile phones about him, and finally turned off the phone.
Facing the quiet dormitory, she was silent for a while, and then pulled out a book from the shelf, the original version of Freud's Three Treatises on Sexology.
Turning the first page, the word Rong Yan was written on it, and the font was elegant and individual.
When Rong Yan gave her this book, he said: "Criminal psychology is divided into many types, including fluke psychology, impulsive psychology, revenge psychology, abnormal psychology, normal psychology, physiological psychology, etc. ”
When she got the book, she flipped through two pages, and was blushing at the stark words and descriptions in it, and her first reaction was that Freud must have been a pervert who had written such a rebellious book.
Rong Yan lifted his eyes and said seriously: "And Freud's book says three points, the change of Tai, the desire of young children, and the change of adolescence." Sex is a release from the human body, and 20 percent of sex crimes are committed every year, and you know what that means, and what does each victim go through?"
When Liangchen saw this book, he suddenly remembered Shang Qiao's impulse that night, as if he had changed into a different person, arrogant and murderous, and he wanted to rub her into his body.
But he's a police officer, so why would a man who is as cold as ice suddenly do this? Maybe if you unravel what's inside, you'll also unravel the roots.
She pulled out her stool, took out her glasses from the computer, and took notes as she looked.
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Song Anzhi's cheeks were crimson and he walked into the dormitory, and he saw Liangchen who was concentrating, and she was in a very good mood and walked over quietly and stood beside Liangchen, wanting to see what she was looking at.
As a result, the more he looked at it, the more he blushed, and sitting on the stool with a serious good day didn't react, Song Anzhi really couldn't stand it, and shouted from behind: "What are you looking at?"
Liangchen was startled, subconsciously closed the book, and turned his head to meet Song Anzhi's eyes, "No...... It's nothing. ”
Song Anzhi's eyes fell on the cover, "Three Treatises on Sexology", as soon as he grabbed it, he saw the word Rong Yan, smiled ambiguously and said: "Professor Rongda's ......"
"Don't talk nonsense. Liangchen snatched the book: "He is a professor, I am a student, we are just a teacher-student relationship." ”
Song Anzhi obviously didn't believe it, if it was said that the school was good except for Song Anzhi, Rong Yan was the closest to her.
He is a professor of psychology at the university, hired overseas, and Liangchen majored in psychology.
"What's wrong with teachers and students, teachers and students are the most romantic, and Professor Rongda is one of the best in NTU, his appearance and IQ are all online, Prince Charming level, and besides, he gave you such a book, are you sure he is not hinting at you?"
"An Zhi......" Liangchen called her heavily: "Don't make fun of me, don't say that I only think he is a teacher, as far as I am concerned, I still have self-knowledge." ”
Song Anzhi looked at her hesitantly, didn't speak, the atmosphere between the two was suddenly a little awkward, and Song Anzhi suddenly asked: "Liangchen, are you hiding something from me?"