"You're not the only one who hurts your face, I'm also one of your teachers, so what others will think if you make this behavior is also related to my face. So I don't allow you to do such a thing, in front of anyone. ”

Fang Xing bowed his head silently, calmly picked up his clothes and put them on, which was a tacit acquiescence.

"It's as simple as that?" Zefa looked at the crane with a twitching face.

In some trivial matters of life, embarrassing problems like the one just now occasionally arise, and each time it takes him a lot of time to solve. I didn't expect it to be solved because of a few words of the crane, should it be said that it is really worthy of the crane?

Waiting for Fang Xing to finish dressing, Crane asked, "Are you ready?" ”

Fang Xing nodded calmly. Memories from memory can be found that when the wrinkled hand touches him, he will turn it into clothes to hang on the clothesline. And the self in his memory, every time at this moment, he showed strong resistance, looking like a domestic animal facing slaughter, but the difference was that the domestic animal was showing it because his life was in danger, and he deliberately pretended to it, or unilaterally hated that feeling.

But now he doesn't know what he hates or what the meaning of life is, so there's no need to hide from it.

The moment the crane's wrinkled hand touched Fang Xing, like the art of a magician that no one could see, the originally heavy person was instantly transformed into light clothing, and then hung on the clothesline.

"How do you feel?" Tsuru asked.

"Nope." Even though he was now thinly clothed, Fang Xing still replied in a cold tone.

"Then make a promise, you stay here for an hour, and then I'll come to you." Crane said, and then turned his gaze to the female marines, "And you all let me in, no one is allowed to talk to Fang Xing without my permission." ”

The female marines did not hesitate under the order of the crane, and immediately divided into several teams, except for a few who were left to sentry, the rest walked in in an orderly manner. They only thought that Fang Xing had offended Lieutenant General Crane in some way, and many such things had happened in the past, so they were no longer surprised. It's just that Fang Xing who came this time is a little strange, the previous Fang Xing was not as easy to deceive as now, or so pure, he took off his clothes after a flicker, and he was too shy to do it before, but this didn't seem like a bad change in their eyes.

Looking at the departing female navy, Zefa asked, "How's the situation?" ”

"We'll find out in an hour."

"What do you mean by that?" Zefa asked.

Tsuru didn't respond to Zefa's question, nor did he explain much, but replied with the action of turning back - it would take an hour to know the answer.

This answer obviously can't satisfy Zefa, but even if it's an unsatisfactory answer, Zefa can only accept it.

Zefa first glanced in the direction where the crane was walking, then at Fang Xing, and finally followed in.

An hour later.

During this period, Tsuru did not answer any questions from Zefa, for which Zefa had already been worn out of patience, and hurriedly asked when the time came: "An hour has come, what do you say?" ”

Tsuru finally stopped what he was doing, looked at Zefa, and replied, "Wait." ”

"But didn't you say an hour later?"

"Then wait another hour." Tsuru continued. "He's a good boy, and we all have the same heart to heal him, so you just have to wait honestly."

This sentence blocked Zefa's mouth, making him want to say it but couldn't say it. Tsuru is a person who is cold on the outside and hot on the inside, and Zefa knows this, and he feels that Tsuru loves her students as much as he does. At the same time, another reason for him to stop his mouth was naturally Tsuru's hard-line style, and few people could change the things she recognized.

Another hour later, Zefa kept his eyes fixed on the pendulum clock on the wall. But this time before the time came, Tsuru spoke first: "Let's go, it's almost time." ”

Zefa looked at the crane and followed. muttered in his heart, obviously it's not time yet, it's really casual.

Again came to the deck of the ship.

"Well, did you feel anything this time?" Tsuru asked.

"Nope." Square Street.

The crane frowned slightly, took Fang Xing off the clothesline, and then returned to his original state.

"It seems that my abilities are not working against him." Tsuru stepped aside and said.

Zefa had some doubts about how he suddenly came to this conclusion.

"These two hours are not in vain, no matter what kind of person they are, after others fail to make an appointment, even if they don't mind on the surface, they will naturally have negative emotions in their hearts. And my ability to cleanse these negative emotions, but the test proves that he has no feelings at all, that is to say, he does not produce negative emotions, so it can prove that the lack of emotions he said is confirmed, but on the other hand, it also means that my ability cannot work. Tsuru said.

This statement made Zefa suddenly realize that the original waiting just now still had this intention. What can come with this is even more confused, he did not suspect that Fang Xing was lying, because the current Fang Xing did not have a reason to lie, so it meant that even the crane had no way.

How could he get Fang Xing back to normal?

Tsuru continued: "Now he feels like a newborn child. ”

Zefa retorted, "But even a newborn child knows how to cry to express his intentions, but he doesn't do that, and I have flattened him in his state." He will hurt, he will hurt, he will bleed, but he will not cry, he will not express his emotions, he will bear it coldly, like a puppet, a puppet with blood flowing from his body. ”

"The newborn child only refers to his actions, and his actions are purposeful, just as I pointed out the test just now, and his body has already taken action, and you can see that he is not without feelings, but his feelings are only the first commands of the brain, just like a baby crying when he is hungry."

As if Zefa saw hope, a door to a new world, he couldn't wait to ask, "So what do you mean?" ”

"I mean, then why can't you cultivate it, and let him open the locked emotional door on his own, maybe the best way is to do it."

"How do you train that? Like raising a child? Zefa's eyes suddenly showed a sadness, and he said with a little heaviness: "Although I also have a family, I have no experience in raising children..."

Zefa didn't say anything after that, but Tsuru could hear it, and he wouldn't have this chance anymore after that, after all, his family had died.

At this moment, even Tsuru, who usually put on a cold face, couldn't help but want to comfort him, but finally gave up this plan.