Chapter 7
Although life is propelled by a series of unsatisfied desires, it is full of longing and pain that are endlessly pursued. But I have no innocence towards Shang Muxiao, and I don't have any extravagant thoughts. If I insist on saying that there is anything beyond the friendship between teachers and students, it is only for Shang Lu's love for the house and black.
This is too absurd... Is it true that there are too many wicked people, and no one will believe the good people?
Biting puppies. "Rubbing my sore wrist, I almost laughed angrily.
With his good words, I also hope that I will never have the chance to meet him again.
However, fate seems to be taking special care of me recently, always trying to give me unexpected surprises.” The former one has not been digested, but the latter one has come.
Two nights later, I went to the psychological mutual aid group that Shen Luoyu had signed up for me. Before my butt was hot, a tall figure walked in from the door.
I don't know how the other party feels when they see me, anyway, I don't feel very good.
There are so many psychological mutual aid groups in this city, Shen Luoyu carefully selected and selected the only one with Shang Muxiao.
Chapter 3 Optimism is an illusion, misfortune is the norm
The weather was cloudy, and I was worried that it would rain, so I brought an umbrella when I went out.
The activity point of the psychological mutual aid group is not far from my home, about five kilometers away, in the indoor gymnasium of an elementary school.
I heard from Shen Luoyu that the person in charge of the team is the administrative staff of this elementary school, so they can borrow the unused gymnasium at night.
My car is still under repair, so I can only call and book a taxi to pick me up. It just so happens that a car that can hold me is not available anytime and anywhere, and I waited for a long time before a yellow taxi arrived late.
When I arrived at the destination, a middle-aged lady with a kind face and a plump figure was already waiting in front of the gymnasium. When he saw me, he smiled so hard that his eyes narrowed.
Are you Beijiao? Hello, I am Liao Yinnian, the person in charge of the Optimistic Psychology Group. You can call me Sister Liao. Ms. Shen has told me about your situation before, don't feel pressured, just come here to make friends. ' she said, walking around behind me.
I saw her intentions and quickly stopped her: No, I can come by myself, just help me close the door. "
Sister Liao froze for a moment, then nodded: Oh, good. "
A lot of people had already arrived in the room, and everyone sat in a circle around the ping-pong table, and everyone had an English black tea cup in front of them.
Would you like black tea or coffee? "Sister Liao led me to the table.
I looked around, nodded slightly to those who met my gaze, and replied: Tea, thank you. "
Sister Liao grabbed the teapot from the side and filled it for me.
There were about six or seven people present, old and young, men and women, all dressed in different ways. These people are much healthier than me just by looking at their appearance, and they don't look like people who are full of sorrow. If sister Liao hadn't confirmed with me earlier, I would have wondered if Shen Luoyu had reported me to the wrong group.
Well, the time is almost up, let's start first. "Sister Liao clapped her hands and made everyone look at her. There was a newcomer, but I guess he won't come, so let's not wait."
Almost as soon as she finished speaking, the door of the gymnasium was pushed open, and the smell of fresh water and the cool night wind poured in.
I turned my head to look together with everyone, just in time to see Shang Muxiao stepping into the room with a dark face. It must have been raining outside, making his hair wet, and dark watermarks appeared on the shoulders of the denim jacket.
He rubbed his neck with the back of his hand, glanced around the room, and looked at me unexpectedly, his face turned darker while being stunned.
Who saw this scene and didn't say "Damn"?
Are you Miss Shang's younger brother? "Sister Liao was still enthusiastic. She came forward and said, come and sit down. I'll pretend you're not coming. Is it raining outside? Look, you're all wet. I'll get you a towel. You wait." "
Shang Muxiao and I looked at each other for a while, then looked away, and sat opposite me.
I picked up the teacup and took a sip, sighing inwardly. The enemy's road is narrow, how could there be such a coincidence?
Sister Liao quickly brought a brand new towel from the utility room. Shang Muxiao thanked her and took it, and wiped her hair a little.
Now everyone is here. "Sister Liao sat in her seat, like a host, and announced the official start of this psychological mutual assistance activity, let's start with the self-introduction of the newcomers." She said, turning her eyes to me.
Although I am used to being watched and being asked questions as a central point, those are all professional needs, which are still very different from the current situation.
Sitting on a podium and giving a lecture, you don't need to confess your heart so deeply.
My name is Beijiao, the north of the north, the mustard of mustard grass. I teach at the Philosophy Department of Chingwan University. I am 32 years old. As you can see, I am a disabled person with paralysis of both lower limbs. "
After a moment of silence, to make sure I had finished speaking, Sister Liao took the lead in applauding: Welcome Beijiao. "
welcome! "
welcome……"
The rest of the crowd clapped along, with kind, scalp-tingling smiles on their faces.
Next person. Sister Liao squinted and looked at the young man who was stirring coffee with a silver spoon in boredom.