"Swiss psychologist Adler believes that childhood experiences can have a huge impact on a person's life."
Ah, it feels like a new hero has appeared.
I bid farewell to Mr. Pygmalion in my heart.
Although the person who proposed the Pygmalion Effect was actually named Robert Rosenthal.
Opposite him, Lin Suicao was sitting upright, his long, shiny black hair swaying behind his back.
Zhu Yu tried to ask: "The so-called people will eventually be troubled by the things they can't get when they are young?"
"I don't like that description."
She voted no and handed him what she was holding, "It's your turn."
It was a sugar bowl made of crystal glass. Colorful cartoon stickers wrapped the outer shell, so that people could not see the gummy lying inside. They could only imagine that it should also be colorful. It seemed that just thinking about it, you could taste the colorful candy. taste.
When Zhu Yu put his hand into the candy jar, he inappropriately recalled the slightly astringent taste of the morning coffee.
On the way home from the coffee shop, Lin Suicao was dull and silent.
Zhu Yu took the initiative to talk and received only a few responses.
To a certain extent, she is actually a girl whose emotions are easier to read.
"Are you angry?"
Lin Suicao looked over: "I don't have one."
"I didn't let you come over, but you came anyway."
Zhu Yu analyzed rationally, "This is a sign of your anger."
"Your self-confidence is ridiculously high, boyfriend."
Lin Suicao sneered, "Can't I just make an appointment to meet my classmates at a coffee shop?"
Just think what she said is right.
Traffic was heavy on a holiday, so the two got off the car a little way away from the community.
Raindrops fell like cloth, finely falling from the sky, and the road was covered with colorful flowers.
One of them was propped up above them, like a nest built for two small animals.
The space was small, and the boy and girl had to hold the dark umbrella handle together and share the same shelter.
“Why would someone go out and not remember to bring an umbrella?”
The tips of Lin Suicao's hair were stained with drops of water, and most of Zhu Yu's shoulders were also wet.
He tilted the umbrella slightly toward the other party and continued the conversation: "I actually have a question I want to ask."
"What? The secret to improving your memory?"
"Suicao, do you like me? What I'm talking about is the love between a man and a woman. It will be caught as a love-like love that is typical of puppy love."
The raindrops pattered on the umbrella, flowed to the edge of the umbrella, and then slipped down.
Lin Suicao released his slender fingers from the handle of the umbrella and stopped as if he was at a loss.
Zhu Yu also cooperated and stopped, as if the stupid question just now was not asked by him.
Normally, if a girl insists on calling herself a boy's girlfriend, and then the boy asks her if she likes her, then this is probably a stupid question asked by an idiot.
The reverse is also true.
Zhu Yu is not an idiot, but the relationship between them is really too complicated.
When he was first discharged from the hospital, he didn't take the other person's talk of a romantic relationship seriously. Later, when he recalled some of his memories, he concluded that this was a prank by his adopted sister with a bad personality.
But she quickly said it wasn't a lie.
Although she would only call her boyfriend by his name in front of him, even her closest sister would hide it.
In fact, except for the last time they lost control, whether it was living in the same room or occasional physical contact, they had been accustomed to it since childhood.
But including her actions today, it is difficult to tell whether the other person's looming desire for exclusivity since leaving the hospital is the sister's attachment to her brother, or whether it stems from another emotion.
Zhu Yu is not a particularly sensitive person, but he is not so slow that he cannot feel it at all.
That's why I couldn't help but resort to talking now.
In the memory recovered from the last experiential therapy session, the figure floated vaguely.
In front of him, Lin Suicao had a clear face, standing with him at the gate of the community.
"how about you?"
She avoided the question and asked softly, "You should ask yourself before asking others."
"...Do you want to hear the truth?"
"Say it."
Lin Suicao urged coldly.
Zhu Yu looked into her eyes and said, "I don't like you now."
He could recall the past of quarreling with her, the past of making up with her, the past of just two people at home, the past of hugging each other for warmth as a family - so much so that he could almost get along like a pair of intimate lovers.
But the only thing missing is the moment of falling in love.
If it is hormone secretion or a purely physiological reaction, it may be found during the second experience of therapy, but can that be called a love affair?
Therefore, even if my heart throbs a little, this must be an honest answer.
Lin Suicao didn't react much. He just put his hand on the umbrella handle again and distanced himself from Zhu Yu's hand.
"I also want to hear other truths. Assuming that you and An Baizhi or your sister develop a good impression beyond friendship, is it possible to like them?"
"That assumption doesn't make sense, and you're not like them either."
Because they are not blood related family members.
Lin Suicao smiled sarcastically: "Would it be that if any girl besides me claimed to be your girlfriend before I lost my memory, you wouldn't be so suspicious?"
Her knuckles holding the umbrella handle gradually became so tight that they almost turned white.
Then with a swish, the flowers that shielded them from the wind and rain were taken away.
"This is my umbrella!"
The girl seemed to be exerting all her strength, and her voice was like the biting cold wind passing through the valley, reminiscent of the dying cries of birds.
She pulled away her umbrella, like a deer throwing away a shotgun, and jumped into the misty rain curtain, leaving the annoying people where they were.
The early autumn rain was cool, but fortunately it was not a summer rainstorm.
When Zhu Yu ran downstairs half wet, Lin Suicao was putting away his umbrella and standing in front of the unit door holding a plastic bag.
She looked at him, her eyes lingering on the water marks: "What you really want to ask is actually the question of whether we were lovers in the past, right?"
Zhu Yu nodded, rainwater hanging on his messy front hair.
"Roughly the same."
"My answer is still the same."
She stood on tiptoes and put her forehead close to him, "I will help you remember."
“Through experiential therapy?”
"Wasn't it effective last time?"
When she was almost close to her, she stopped again.
"When you fall in love with me again, I will dump you and wait for you to beg your ex-girlfriend to change her mind."
This attitude made him a little confused.
Could it be that he and Lin Suicao did have a rather unethical relationship in high school?
"Take it."
She handed him the plastic bag. Inside was a cylindrical container, beautifully packaged.
"What's this?"
"Didn't my sister tell you about it? It's the fruit candy she liked to eat when she was a child. Fortunately, the store here has the same brand."
Lin Suicao lifted up her long wet hair.
"Don't forget what you promised me this morning."
