In fact, it's not like he didn't know that there was something wrong with his mind.
But he didn't think that his situation could be seen by a psychiatrist.
Seeing Fu Jingting say this, Rong Shu frowned unhappily, "Why not? You haven't even tried it, how do you know it won't be good?"
Fu Jingting closed his eyes, "My mother... regrets giving birth to me..."
"What?" Rong Shu was stunned for a moment, then looked at him in confusion, "You said, your mother regrets giving birth to you?"
Fu Jingting was silent.
Rong Shu shook her head, "How is this possible! This is absolutely impossible! How do you know your mother regrets giving birth to you? I heard my grandmother say that you mother and son have a very good relationship, and your mother is very gentle."
So how could such a Fu mother regret giving birth to Fu Jingting.
But looking at Fu Jingting's expression, it didn't seem like he was telling lies.
So, what's going on?
Fu Jingting still closed his eyes and said nothing.
Seeing him like this, Rong Shu felt even more worried.
She lowered her head and approached him, "Fu Jingting, tell me, okay? You can tell me anything. I will be your audience. Don't hold it in your heart. It will only make it harder for you to get out. Grandma, I, we care.
You, we all want to see you come out and return to normal. If you don't say anything and don't try to come out, it will only make us more worried about you and more worried about you. Do you really want to see me and my grandmother?
, do you worry about you every year? Don’t forget, grandma is very old.”
She did not tell him that her grandmother had fainted.
He is still like this now, and telling him about his grandmother will only add fuel to the fire.
Let's wait until he is in a better mood.
Listening to Rong Shu's words, Fu Jingting's thin lips moved slightly, and he had to admit in his heart that his behavior would indeed make people who care about him worry.
And my grandmother is indeed very old.
Especially in the past two years, my grandmother's health has been deteriorating day by day.
The doctor said that it is possible that my grandmother has been alive for a few years.
"The night my mother committed suicide..." Fu Jingting opened his eyes and finally spoke.
Rong Shu stared at him closely, "What then?"
"That night, she drank a lot. I didn't know why she drank so much, so I stayed with her. Later, she got very drunk and hugged me and talked a lot..."
Fu Jingting looked at the ceiling, his eyes dull, "In addition to crying that Su Cheng was getting married, my mother also told me that if she had not been pregnant with me, she would have left with Su Cheng without hesitation, but because she was pregnant
She chose to stay instead of me."
"This..." Rong Shu's expression changed slightly, "So, do you think your mother regrets giving birth to you just because of your mother's words?"
Fu Jingting's eyelashes trembled, "At that time, I didn't know who Su Cheng was, but I knew that my mother didn't love my dad, and she didn't want to marry him, but she was willing to stay in the Fu family for me.
I continued to maintain my marriage to my father, and I was secretly happy about it until the next morning when I saw my mother’s body. After that, I began to have a nightmare that lasted for more than ten years. In the dream, I
I always dream about the way my mother looked when she committed suicide, or the way my mother was covered in blood and strangling my neck, asking me why I wanted to drag her down and why I came into her belly."
Rong Shu bit her lower lip and said quickly: "This is a dream, this is a lie."
"I know it's false, but what my mother expressed is not false." Fu Jingting looked at her dimly, "Because these nightmares let me know that my arrival has made it impossible for my mother to pursue her own happiness.
My existence hindered her from leaving the Fu family, and it was I who killed my mother."
Hearing this, Rong Shu was shocked and instantly understood that his real psychological shadow was not that he witnessed his mother's suicide.
But he felt that he was the culprit who caused his mother to commit suicide.
"That's not the case!" Rong Shu immediately shook her head, "Fu Jingting, that's not the case. You didn't kill your mother, and your mother didn't think you were a drag. Listen, what you think is all your own.
It's all your nightmare, not your mother's real intention. You are her son, how could she regret giving birth to you, how could she think you are a drag?"
In short, if it were her, even if she loved another man in her heart, she would not regret giving birth to another man's child.
She believes that as a rational woman, she should know that the child is innocent and should not blame her own affairs on a child.
Listening to Rong Shu's words, Fu Jingting's eyes flashed for a moment, but it quickly disappeared.
He shook his head slightly and said, "You are not her, so you don't know what she is thinking."
"No, I know." Rong Shu squeezed his hand and nodded firmly, "Fu Jingting, I believe what I said is true. I heard my grandmother say a lot about you and your mother.
Your mother is very gentle and treats you well. Even if she doesn't love your father, she has shouldered her responsibilities as a mother to you. You said she regrets giving birth to you, but I think that's just her.
A kind of emotion, a kind of emotion about another possibility in her life, it is not regret. If she really regrets it, she will not say what if, but will tell you straightforwardly that she regrets giving birth to you."
Fu Jingting's pupils trembled a few times.
Rong Shu added: "If she regrets giving birth to you and thinks you are an obstacle to her pursuing her own happiness, she will not be so kind to you and will not fulfill her responsibilities as a mother. So Fu Jingting, you are just because of you
My mother's words had such a deep impact that I had such nightmares, but in fact, those nightmares are all fake and your own imagination, so Fu Jingting, please try to forget those words and come out, okay?"
Fu Jingting's mouth curved with bitterness, "It's been more than ten years, how can it be possible to just forget it?"
"I know, but you have to forget. You have to learn to look forward, right?" Rong Shu said, thinking of something, she got up and walked aside, picking up a bag on the ground.
Then, under Fu Jingting's puzzled gaze, she put her hand into the bag and took out something from the bag.
It's a scarf, a black scarf.
Thinking of the scarf he asked her to knit yesterday, Fu Jingting's eyes widened slightly, "This is..."
"This is the scarf you asked me to knit. I've already knitted it. I stayed up all night yesterday." Rong Shu shook off the scarf and hung it around his neck. "Yes, it's really beautiful."
Originally, she planned to give this scarf to him on his birthday.
But thinking that his temperament had changed drastically today, I brought this over.
I just thought that if it could come in handy, it could be used to calm his emotions or something like that.
Fu Jingting raised his hand and touched the scarf around his neck. The scarf was very soft and had a faint fragrance, which was the fragrance of her body.
Fu Jingting couldn't help but clenched his scarf and buried his head in it.
Rong Shu saw him like this and said, "Originally this was a birthday gift for you, but now I've given it to you in advance, so I'll give you something else when it's your birthday."
"That's good." Fu Jingting touched the scarf and looked at her curiously.
Rong Shu poured another cup of hot water, "Would you like some?"
Fu Jingting shook his head, "No."
"No, you have to drink. Listen to what your voice is like?" Rong Shu frowned.
If he hadn't had alcohol in his stomach, she would have made honey water for him, hoping that his throat would recover as soon as possible.
