Everyone thinks God likes me

Chapter 123 Black
Ping Yuyue's pupils shrank suddenly, and the word "Ren Liaofei" was like alcohol, which could instantly confuse her heart. It seemed that his touch and taste remained on her lips, and Ping Yuyue blushed unconsciously. stand up.

Qing Ming sat leisurely, he pushed his glasses, and looked at Ping Yuyue with a see-through smile.

Ping Yuyue shook her head in embarrassment, and asked in a low voice: "Professor Qingming, you just said that you have something important to tell me. What is it? You didn't tell me that I was going to fail the course?"

Qingming smiled lightly and said, "Silly boy. You came to find me today at an appointment. I accept your explanation for skipping class. If you let this matter go, how can you fail?"

Ping Yuyue said: "I'm sorry, I was the one who caused Professor Qingming to wait so late and took up a lot of your time."

Qing Ming said rigorously: "You did not waste my time. According to my time plan, the time before midnight belongs to you. After all, everything before midnight belongs to 'today' in my words."

"If I don't show up, Professor Qingming will wait for me until midnight?"

"Yeah." Qingming nodded with a smile, "So compared to midnight, you showed up very early and timely. Ping Yuyue doesn't have to blame himself. Let's get down to business now."

Ping Yuyue said incredulously, "...what's the business?"

The young and wise scholar's demeanor turned gloomy. Qingming frowned slightly, looked at Ping Yuyue with a complicated expression, and said in a serious and slow tone, "I want to tell you a story, one related to Ren Liaofei."

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Ren Liaofei's mother is weak and sick, and has been bedridden all year round.

When Ren Liaofei was a child, every time he saw his mother, it was always in the ward with the smell of disinfectant. The simple and cool colors made the whole room feel lifeless. White seemed to be the only color in his childhood.His mother was plagued by illness and depressed all day long. The only thing that made her happy was seeing her son make great progress.

Therefore, in order to make her mother happy, the little Ren Liaofei has been studying hard and working hard, striving to move forward, only to make her smile.He always threw himself into his mother's arms with all kinds of awards and trophies. This was the happiest time for mother and son. The pale mother praised him, stroked his soft hair, and showed a gratified smile , but his eyes were full of pity.

When Ren Liaofei was seven years old, his mother died of illness.

The mother was lying in a black coffin covered with white roses. As the seconds passed, the petals withered one by one. It seemed that all the twilight was swallowed together at the moment the coffin lid was pulled down.

The little Ren Liaofei opened his big eyes, and his blue pupils were full of unbelievable emotions, but the clever child quickly understood the situation. He pursed the corners of his mouth tightly, his eyes were extremely cold, as if under layers of cold Underneath, there was an ice blue chill.

In Ren Liaofei's world, the only sliver of whiteness was also stripped away, leaving only boundless darkness in his eyes, and the deep black entangled him. He once woke up in the lonely and cold night, recalling Looking at the black dress that repeatedly appeared in his mind, this was the dress he wore at his mother's funeral. This dress witnessed the separation between him and his mother. The black spread, spread, and continued to spread... It became a haze that he could not get rid of .

Ren Liaofei couldn't find the motivation to work hard, he lost the direction to move forward, he always looked at the dark land outside the window with empty eyes, he knew that his beloved mother was sleeping under this land.After his mother's death, the lively child became taciturn. He would always hug his knees and squat in a small corner. The doctor told his father: Ren Liofei suffered from autism and severe depression.

(End of this chapter)