CEO's Unexpected Twins

However, it is also common in psychological counseling. Many patients hide themselves under their bodies and do not expose themselves at all.

It takes them a long time to try to get a little, and counseling like this often fails.

Just when she was secretly suspicious, the person opposite suddenly said, "don't worry, I'm not that kind of difficult consultant. Since I came to you on my own initiative, I'm naturally ready to tell you everything. I'm afraid. I can't escape?"

"My childhood was a mess because of my father."

Wen Shutong quickly sat upright and put his hands on his knees. He planned to listen to his story quietly.

The God of death looked at her clever appearance and smiled from his heart: "why do you look like a pupil?"

"I'm expressing and listening carefully. Of course, if you don't adapt, I can change my posture."

After that, Wen Shutong sprawled behind him, and almost the whole person lay on the sofa: "look at me now, can I give you a comfortable feeling?"

"Yes, that's great. It's just like home." he smiled. "Since I can remember, my father is a very powerful person. He works outside all year round, sends a lot of money every month, and specially tells my mother to take good care of himself and me."

Wen Shutong frowned gently. Although he didn't speak, his heart was full of thoughts.

Could it be that the shadow of his childhood originated from the lack of fatherly love?

"Oh, I forgot to say that when I was young, I didn't stay here, nor was I in country m, but in a very small country," he explained.

After that, he reported the name of a country. Wen Shutong didn't have any impression.

He quickly took out his mobile phone and checked it. Only then did he find that the country had been in war for hundreds of years.

The recent decades have been a little better. There are two regimes in the country, which are in the midst of a civil war and take turns to control the country.

With an unexpected look on his face, Wen Shutong subconsciously asked, "Why are you here? I think you look more like a Chinese."

Although his facial features are deep and his nose is high, he looks like a typical Chinese, not mixed race.

"Yes, after I was a little more sensible and could be exposed to the knowledge of the outside world, I was also very puzzled." he said, "my mother told me that we are all Chinese, but we can't go back to our motherland. I don't understand."

He glanced at Wen Shutong, who was listening carefully, and continued, "then I thought, is it because my father's work is very special, so I had to hide my identity? I was dreaming about him at that time and thought he was so hard."

Vaguely feeling the bad momentum, Wen Shutong clenched his lower lip: "if this experience is not very pleasant for you, you can not talk about it for the time being."

"It doesn't matter."

He raised his lips, smiled pale and fragile, as if he had earned a way to live in the ice and snow, and then smiled when facing the sun.

Such a smile on his pale face is actually somewhat contrary to peace, but it is unexpectedly brilliant.

He went on to say, "my place is basically just me and my mother. There is no outside person, so I have no friends."

"I can't feel that others are secretly discussing my parents like children in China, so everything is in my imagination before school."

"What secret discussion? Children are really simple and lovely, but there are also children's evils." Wen Shutong gently tutted. "They love to secretly make up rumors and slander their companions. I have seen many visitors with child depression, which almost ruined his life because of other people's discussion."

With a touch of casual carelessness on his face, he lightly shook his head: "this is actually the same for children in any country. When I was old enough to go to school and went to kindergarten in a nearby town, they scolded me in a language I didn't understand. Later, after I learned it, I knew that they scolded my mother as someone else's mistress and I was the son of a chicken."

Although I can't strictly sympathize with my feelings, I was isolated when I was a child, and I can still feel this pain.

However, in the process of consultation, we can't force our feelings into it. Wen Shutong quickly pressed down and continued to say, "this is not a good experience, and then what?"

"Of course I didn't dare to ask, so I found out by myself that what they said was true. The reason why my mother and I hid abroad was because she was my father's junior. Maybe it wasn't junior. Maybe it was also possible for junior four and five. I, a bastard, could be killed at any time."

What he said was understated, as if everything was in the past and worthless.

Wen Shutong did not catch a slightly different place in the middle. He always called his mother: mother.

This is a more official and relatively distant title. If you really have good feelings, you will be more used to calling mom.

She didn't interrupt, but nodded seriously: "that is to say, the reason why you can't return home is just because you want to hide there. It's really cruel to let such a young child know about it."

For such things, she can not make more interference, but can only make summary statements and simple comfort.

"Yes, I never told her the results I found, because I think my father will send money every month today. I shouldn't completely forget us. One day he will take us away. I don't want to uncover her scars."

With a faint smile on his face, "later, I was really asked to wait. When I was 13, my father came to me."

Wen Shutong immediately sat up straight and looked at him with some tension and seriousness on his face.

I have to say that this story is really attractive, which makes her involuntarily bring in her emotions.

"He broke into the room at night and said he would take me and my mother. But my mother insisted on not leaving. She said she was used to the life here and only let her take me."

"I thought at that time that she must be afraid of death. She was afraid of being called by the main room to kill people directly. As expected, she could only be a mistress all her life, because she didn't even have the courage to overturn the main room."

Wen Shutong's tense chest was fluctuating, and he couldn't say a word for a long time.

After a long time of nervous breakdown, she said, "maybe your mother doesn't think it's easy to escape and wants to give it to you."

"How could I be so kind and filial? If so, I wouldn't be like this now."

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