The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1097 Father and Son (24)
Schiller moved slightly to the side and leaned against Scott, so that both of them sat on the right side of the sofa, and Polaris, who was sitting on the left side of the sofa, happened to be facing Magneto.

Magneto also showed a fake smile, and said, "Really? You ran to the planet of the brimstone dwarves, and when you didn't come back for three months, you never said who you missed."

Polaris' smile froze for a moment, but then she said without showing any weakness: "Actually, I miss my mother and my adoptive father even more. They are the most patient and caring people I have ever met..."

The smile on Magneto's face also froze for a moment, but then he said in that low tone: "But unfortunately, you are not at all like your mother, she is a gentle lady..."

"Oh, really? Maybe, you haven't seen her real appearance." Polaris gritted her teeth under her smile, and she said: "When a person is not familiar with others, he always behaves Extremely polite..."

"Unfortunately, when you get acquainted with others, you are not polite."

Scott is leaning on the armrest on the right side of the sofa, and Schiller is leaning on Scott on the right side. The two of them are holding a cup of tea, looking sideways to the left, and between the uncle on the sidewalk watching the fight at the barbecue stall opposite, Only one Mazza left.

"Doctor Schiller, are we just going to make them quarrel like this?" Scott lowered his voice, looked at Schiller and asked, Schiller blew the tea in his hand and said, "Don't worry, it won't be too serious. .”

"Really? They both stood up, maybe they are going to fight?" Scott's tone was full of worry.

And just as he said, Polaris had stood up and walked out of the sofa area. Magneto also walked slowly with his arms folded, and went back behind the desk. The two walked and quarreled all the way.

"Do you know what the two of them are most alike?" Schiller took a sip of tea and asked Scott back.

"Uh, is it...ability?" Scott replied.

"No, it's to save face."

After finishing this sentence, the magnetic field was disturbed again. Obviously, the confrontation between the two words was not divided, and they wanted to have a showdown in terms of ability.

At this time, Schiller took a sip of tea, and then began to cough violently. Scott hurriedly put down the teacup in his hand, and patted Schiller on the back to give him relief.

In an instant, the fluctuation of the magnetic field disappeared, and Magneto and Polaris exchanged a look, to the effect that, "Although we have all done it, it must be your part of the magnetic field that has affected Schiller."

But the next second when the magnetic field calmed down at the same time, the two stared at each other, as if they didn't know each other, and the message conveyed in their eyes was "You actually consider other people's feelings?!"

Schiller held his chest and coughed for a while, stood up, and then said: "Miss Lorna, you have met your father and eased your longing. If there is nothing else, can you Don't interrupt my psychotherapy with Eric for a while?"

Polaris stood where he was, without moving his head, but slowly turned his eyes, first to Schiller, then slowly back to the direction of Magneto, and then frowned deeply.

She cleared her throat vigorously, gave Scott a wink, and then turned and walked out the door. Scott followed immediately, and turned back to Schiller as she walked, "I'll take Lorna back."

The two went out and rushed out of the building as fast as they could. When they came to the garden, Polaris held her chest and panted continuously. She widened her eyes and said, "My God! I just What did you hear? Magneto is doing psychotherapy?!"

Scott also looked a little surprised. He said, "Why is Magneto so good-tempered today? What ecstasy soup did Schiller give him?"

"I'm also very surprised. Although he still speaks badly, he can open his mouth to speak!" Polaris said with a look of disbelief, "I thought he was dumb!"

"To be honest, Lorna, you are a little different today." Scott walked up to Polaris, held her shoulders, and said, "You actually said, you miss Magneto?! Even if it's an excuse, Before you were beaten to death, you wouldn't even say it..."

"Do you still remember that for a while, as long as you heard the words Magneto or Eric, you would immediately become irritable. Didn't you and Pietro fight like this last time?" Kurt said with some surprise.

"I don't know." Polaris walked forward quickly, while pulling his hair, and said in disbelief: "There is magic in that room! It must be like this! Otherwise, in the past, I would stay with Magneto for a whole day." In 13 minutes, there have been 4 fights!
"Could it be... Dr. Schiller's superb medical skills?" Scott asked.

"Isn't Professor X excellent in medical skills?" Polaris' tone was full of confusion. She said, "The two of them have known each other for decades. If they could be cured, wouldn't they have been cured long ago?"

"Wait!" Polaris stopped suddenly, her eyes looked left and right, she looked back at Scott and said, "This is really a problem."

"You see, Magneto has always said that he does not accept psychological treatment. No matter how much Professor X persuaded him, he refused, but when Dr. Schiller came, he agreed again. How sad will Professor X be?"

Polaris pursed his lips, showing an unbearable expression, and then said: "If I knew that my friend for many years refused to let me treat him, but went to a strange psychiatrist, I would be very sad."

Scott also looked a little hesitant, he paused, and then said: "If we don't tell Professor X, it should be fine, right?"

"No, on the contrary, he will know sooner or later that he is Professor X!" Lorna walked forward quickly, and continued:
"I'm going back to Earth now, tell Professor X about this, let him know what a capricious and indifferent person Eric is, and tell him not to leave this kind of thing to him again, do it again, I Really going crazy!"

Standing in front of the window, Schiller looked at the backs of Polaris and Scott leaving one after the other, smiled and shook his head, looked at Magneto at the table and said, "It's nice to be young, isn't it?"

Magneto leaned on the back of the chair, took a sip of water from his teacup, the tails of his eyebrows looked like bamboo leaves hanging down gently, and his expression seemed to be really in the bamboo forest, with a relaxation that he didn't even notice. and leisure.

"Charles often said, I have to be patient with children." Magneto's low voice echoed in the room, as if separated by a long distance.

"But I don't really understand. Do people have to be patient?"

Schiller paused, then said, "Of course not, but you have to be patient as a parent. You can choose to be impatient, as long as you don't have children."

"However, I also know that the birth of your children can be said to be the product of your rough life and unfortunate times."

"In your rough life, fate did not give you a chance to enjoy a quiet life, and the suffering that followed did not leave a chance for patience to grow and germinate. This is not your fault."

"Similarly, fate also prevents your children from enjoying a happy family and a stable environment so that they have the confidence to communicate peacefully with anyone. This is not their fault."

"As for whose fault it is..." Schiller shook his head.

Magneto's fingers tightened slowly until the veins between his old fingers became bruised. He hadn't uttered that word in such a murderous tone for many years: "NAZI..."

"There is no need to talk about the past, we can talk about the present." Schiller changed the subject.

"Lack of patience is a shortcoming, but it is not a disease. For a strong enough person, whether he has patience is not particularly important."

"You have lived so irritablely for so many years, and no one can do anything to you, so it doesn't matter if you have patience or not." Schiller shrugged and said.

"You are the most open-minded psychiatrist I have ever seen." Magneto commented: "Even more open-minded than Charles."

"Did you know? Psychiatrists also have different schools." Schiller took a sip of warm tea and said, "My current proposition is that if the patient is not in pain, then there is no need to treat it."

"Whether a person is mentally ill or not depends on whether he is actually suffering from his mental condition, both on whether he feels suffering himself and on whether, on an objective level, he is more People suffer more."

"That's why I said, I'm not here to treat you. You think you're living a good life, there's nothing wrong with you, and your living conditions are much better than most mutants, so there's no need for treatment."

"The so-called normal psychology is relative. There is no way to use the same standard to measure whether different people's psychology is normal. Therefore, as long as there is no pain under subjective and objective conditions, there is really no need for treatment."

Magneto fell into deep thought. Obviously, today he has a new understanding of psychology, and Schiller blew on the tea, and then said:

"This kind of judgment has another advantage, that is, if a person is suffering under the condition of unity of subject and object, then he can also receive psychological treatment, and there is no need to think that if I have not detected a mental illness, I cannot Receive treatment like a mental patient."

Magneto's eyebrows trembled slightly, and he felt a common "caring heart" from Schiller and Charles.

This kind of care is not aimed at a certain person, nor is it aimed at certain aspects, but a kind of care that strives to give unlimited possibilities to everyone.

"I didn't expect that the problem that had troubled me and Charles for so many years would be solved so easily by you." Magneto's voice was still low, but there was an infinite sigh in his tone.

Holding a teacup, Schiller looked back at him and said: "This just shows that you are all smart people, smart and confident people, knowing that you will not be stumped by any complicated and difficult problems, so they like to put every The problems are complicated and difficult…”

"Education is indeed complicated and difficult, but it is actually very simple."

Schiller looked down at the tea in the cup, and he saw that small bubbles emerged from the bottom of the teacup, and the tea, which had been somewhat cold, was reheated. This subtle way of showing favor just made Schiller feel very good mood.

So, he patiently explained:

"You ignore one of the most important and basic issues in education - respect."

"You are always used to solving problems in the simplest and rude way. Respect is not your first consideration. You think that as long as someone can do what you say in the end, the way you use it is to give him a punch. .It’s better to have a good conversation, in fact, there is no difference.”

Magneto nodded. He didn't deny his irritability at all, and he didn't apologize for it. His whole life was result-oriented, and his goal orientation was extremely strong.

Magneto's logic is very self-consistent. The reason why he can't break through the south wall is because he is not strong enough, and he can't reach the goal because he is not strong enough.

Mutants can't solve the problems they are facing now because Professor X is too soft-hearted, otherwise the problems would have been solved long ago.

But Magneto still felt a little puzzled by Schiller's argument, so he asked: "What about Charles? Doesn't he respect them enough?"

Schiller shook his head and said: "Charles is another extreme. You know that you don't have the patience to understand others in every detail and give them the respect they want."

"Professor X thought he was very patient, but he was wrong." Schiller shook his head and said, "I used to be the same."

"I only recently realized that helping when I'm in trouble, comforting when I'm sad, coaxing when I'm lost, telling all the good things, persuading everyone, and making clear arrangements for everyone and everything is actually disrespecting them." A performance."

Schiller narrowed his eyes slightly, and Magneto also looked at him. When the two looked at each other, Schiller said helplessly:
"If you want to be a loving mother who holds everyone in your hands, you have to first see whether what you are holding is an egg or a young eagle. The egg will break if you let go of it, and the young eagle will fly away if you let go. .”

"Charles treats every child like an egg, and cares about their physical and psychological conditions at all times, for fear that if he lets go, the already poor little mutants will be completely shattered."

"But in fact, many of them have already had strong enough wings and bones that are not afraid of falls. As long as they let go, they can soar into the sky."

"More importantly, these young eagles stayed in the palm of Charles, just greedy for his warmth, rather than really being educated."

"In terms of educating future generations, you did nothing, and Charles did too much. You made your own choices, and then, among the few options, you perfectly avoided the correct answer."

Schiller turned his head to look out the window again, and after a sigh, Magneto finally heard what Professor X wanted him to hear, from Schiller, a suggestion about the future of mutants.

"Magneto and Professor X, Eric and Charles, the two most powerful mutants, the leaders of mutants in the world."

"You have devoted your whole life to the future of mutants. For decades, no one has been able to convince anyone about where the future of mutants should go."

"However, if you really want mutants to have a future, then let go of pursuing a perfect future."

"If you want every mutant to get the future they want, then don't just ask them to move towards the future you want."

"If you hope that in every era, among the mutants, there will be a great leader like you, then don't be a leader anymore, but be a father..."

"A father who is willing to educate and knows how to educate."

　Everyone is guessing Stark and his son, Odin and his son, no one has guessed this "father and son", right?

　　Akimbo for a while hahahahahaha
　　
　
(End of this chapter)