You Are My Rare Passion Chapter 6903: There is weakness, but also armor

"Because you are more sensitive and unconfident," Yue Ya'er said, "because you are sensitive and unconfident, you will still not be able to work after the organic symptoms are cured. If I tell you, you eat that medicine, you most likely think you are doing it because of that medicine."

"But I tell you, if you don't take that kind of medicine, you will have confidence in yourself. When you don't know it, you will form a psychological suggestion. In fact, you have no problem. You don't need any drug assistance. You can."

She chuckled, "So, you really can!"

Qin Churong was stunned.

Sensitive and insecure.

These five words should be the main culprit that caused his mental disorder.

He obviously has no problems with his body, but because of the psychological hints he gave himself, he felt that he was not good, so he has not been good.

He lowered his eyes and looked at his right leg with a sad expression.

Once, sensitive and unconfident, such words had nothing to do with him.

He used to be high-spirited and high-spirited, how do you know what is sensitive and unconfident?

But a car accident changed his life.

Not only did he lame a leg, he was crippled, he couldn't even get there.

For a long time, even though he could walk without crutches, he still dared not go out.

He didn't have the courage to drag his disabled right leg to face the strange eyes of others.

Whether it was a sneering look or a sympathetic look, he couldn't face it.

Even if no one is looking at him, even if the people who get together are not talking about him, he always feels that all eyes are on his disabled right leg, as long as the people who get together to whisper are Talking about his crippled.

He couldn't take it all and didn't dare to go out and meet people.

But later, he accidentally saw his parents, who smiled at him every day, hugged and cried in the room.

Seeing his parents who are optimistic and upbeat in front of him, always talking about his crippled right leg in a no-nonsense tone, crying in his room, his heart is pierced. .

He is the only son of his parents.

His parents are no longer young.

In the past, it was his parents who raised him, loved him, and protected him.

Now, it's time for him to feed back.

He's immersed in his own world, unhappy and self-pity because of a car accident.

He forgot that his parents suffered no less than him.

He has cried, vented, and been depressed.

Where are his parents?

Obviously sad in my heart, I still have to smile brightly in front of him, and I have to comfort him, coax him, and encourage him in a tone that is no big deal. I hope he can get out of his depressed mood soon.

His parents endured more than him.

After that day, he woke up.

Depression doesn't solve anything.

Since it can't be changed, let's face it bravely.

His life is not only his own, but his parents'.

He is not only responsible for his own life, but also for the lives of his parents.

The next day, he said to his parents that he figured it out and that he was going to pick himself up and start over.

Fucking tears of excitement welled in my eyes, but there was always a smile on my face.

He was very sad, but he smiled brightly at his parents.

A few days later, he went to work.

On the surface, he has no fear of frost and snow blades, can smile at strange eyes, and even lift his disabled leg in a playful tone.

It seems, he really thought about it and let it go.

However, only he knew that he just hid his inferiority and pain.