Chapter 119: Talk About

Qiao Lan's heart suddenly surged with indescribable anger.

But Ji Su continues.

"If you think this is a bit difficult, we can start with a simpler initial question and leave out the mental illness population for a moment, and we'll start by discussing whether people with disabilities can have their own love."

The problem is much simpler than before.

When Ji Su said this, someone immediately replied.

"Disabled people have love too because love for someone is regardless of age, regardless of colour, regardless of race, and that certainly doesn't distinguish between healthy and disabled!"

"How can't a disabled person have feelings and thoughts too how can they not have love?"

In a rare moment of unanimity of thought, everyone agreed that this issue did not need to be discussed at all.

Ji Su smiled, not surprised at all, "It's great that people think that way, no prejudice against anyone, but today we are going to discuss something a bit more realistic, so let me ask more directly, since you all say that, are you okay with a boyfriend or girlfriend who has a disability?"

At these words, the group of people who had just been fighting to speak were all dumbfounded.

People are always talking about other people, but when it comes to them, they get in the way. It took a while before someone spoke up, and Qiao Lan saw that it was Luo Man.

Luo Man thought about it and said, "If I really like it, it doesn't matter if I'm disabled."

"You have no connections, what about your parents', what about your friends, what about everyone else who will be out in society later?"

Ji Su's words were so strong that Luo Man was struck dumb and stopped talking.

But Ji Su is a clever man who, after pushing Luo Man's buttons, rounds off what Luo Man has just said by going along with his thoughts.

Even Qiao Lan couldn't find anything wrong with such a statement.

It was only after this topic had passed that we returned to the one we had just been talking about, that is, whether people with mental illnesses can have normal love, because a case had just been analysed, so when this question came up, people inevitably thought of the boy who had threatened his girlfriend with suicide.

The natural conclusion that comes out is that it is not possible.

Because of mental illness, they are paranoid, stubborn, extreme, possessive, and make their partner miserable while they are not happy.

And the scary thing is that they don't even think it's wrong that it's a disease.

This time the discussion was more heated than it had just been.

Some say that if you have a mental illness, the most sensible thing to do is to stay away in order to make life better for yourself, and those around you. Once they do stay together, what happens if the illness gets worse, or even if they have children later, will the healthy spouse complain if the children also have a genetic disorder? Will the child grow up to complain? Others say that patients are already socially isolated and have few friends, let alone lovers, who are willing to spend time with them. How many of those who know they have the disease are willing to marry them? They are more eager than others to have a complete family.

Qiao Lan has not spoken.

It didn't seem like it at first, but the further we got into it, the more Qiao Lan found the discussion bizarre and inexplicable.

What is the point of discussing this, will it in the end lead to the healing of people with mental illnesses, will it lead to fewer bad incidents due to mental illnesses.

This discussion is not normal, and Ji Su, who has been steering the conversation down the road, is even more unusual.

Ji Su stressed over and over again what normal was trying to do again.

Qiao Lan really didn't want a simple discussion to become so conspiratorial, but Ji Su's words struck a chord in her heart and Qiao Lan couldn't help but wonder if he knew something and was targeting something.

She glanced up at Ji Su, who was still his usual gentle self.

Qiao Lan thought to herself that perhaps she was overthinking things and she gave herself another possibility, as long as Ji Su didn't deliberately nudge her to speak.

As we were thinking about this, Ji Su, who hadn't said anything, suddenly said, "Since this is a discussion, let's all say something, those who are talking keep talking, those who aren't keep quiet, and those who haven't spoken tell us what they think.

Qiao Lan's fingers tighten.

She closed her eyes and when she opened them again she looked straight at Ji Su and asked him, "What do you think is normal love, sir?"

Without waiting for Ji Su to say anything, Qiao Lan continued.

"I think normal love is a matter of love, not political correctness, and using "justice" for relationships is not a normal state of mind. Is it not worth having a normal love?"

"Since the senior to say realistic, then say a most realistic problem, normal people to find a girlfriend are to house, to car, to ticket, even if the girlfriend does not want, mother-in-law that off is not good, who happy daughter married to a person without money to suffer, normal people still will not experience low self-esteem and ridicule of the day, also will meet someone is not a lady was cheated feelings **, also will encounter many difficulties, also The first thing you need to do is to ask yourself who you are. There are also problems with the few examples the senior just gave, those people say that other people don't like them because they have a disability, but there are many other factors that affect people's impression of you."

"As for there is also the final discussion of mental illness causing emotional tragedy, I think mental illness can affect one's judgement in relationships, but in the end it is not the illness that causes tragedy but the right perception, the bottom line of how one should behave. Constantly overcome physical or mental obstacles to reach happiness and develop the right self-knowledge power, if the daily state of self-denial, only think I don't want to won't also dare that naturally is not worthy ......"

Even Ji Su didn't expect Qiao Lan to go in the direction he expected.

He originally wanted to take the opportunity to make Qiao Lan understand that there was no future for him and Tan Mo and that no one would support him.

He was suddenly confused as to what Tan Mo had put into Qiao Lan's head to make her so paranoid that she could make even black things look white.

To his slight surprise, several people nodded in agreement after Qiao Lan's speech, saying that Qiao Lan had a point and that the question itself was not quite right, especially Luo Man who applauded Qiao Lan wildly.

Ji Su frowned.

It shouldn't look like this.

What is wrong with the idea that having a mental illness is inherently abnormal and that such an abnormal person cannot have a normal love?

Who here has ever met a person with a real mental illness, who knows better than him the tragedy that such a person can cause, who can't point the finger, but each one is just a paperweight.

Qiao Lan's speech was clearly aimed at Ji Su, but Ji Su said nothing at the end, except that no one should write a report on their experience and submit it to us.

Qiao Lan came home and stared at the group file sent down on her computer, too annoyed to write a single word.

She wants to ask Ji Su to find out if she's right, but she has no evidence, and what if Ji Su has something on Tan Mo's secret.

Tan Mo came in from outside and asked what she was doing. Qiao Lan quickly forked over the group file, "Thinking about how to talk to the president about quitting the club."

What is there to get stuck on, there is actually a simpler way.

It would be nice to quit and never meet Ji Su again, and not get involved in the affairs of the club, whether Ji Su meant to or not, as long as he quit and didn't have to worry about anything.

Tan Mo reached across the chair from Qiao Lan and hugged the person, and after a few moments of silence, "Did something happen to you."

"No," Qiao Lan said, "I just thought I'd prefer to spend time with you than go to a club."

Tan Mo wanted to take her into his arms for a moment and whispered to Qiao Lan in her ear.

"Mmm," Qiao Lan responded.

"Let's get married when we graduate, okay."

Qiao Lan laughed, "It doesn't have to be graduation. Let's see, the legal age of marriage for girls is twenty, so I can get married when I'm a junior. My boyfriend is even younger than me, so I think I'll wait until I graduate."

Tan Mo: "......"

Suddenly, I hate that I'm even younger than Qiao Lan.

Why is he only eighteen now?

Why is the legal age of marriage so unfair for men and women?

Tan Mo picked up the deliberately mischievous individual from the chair and carried him into the bedroom to Qiao Lan's shrieks.

Close the door.

Reckoning.

Two days later, as the various members of the Psychology Club began to hand in their assignments, Ji Su looked idly at one email and finally moved on to the one from Qiao Lan.

But when she opened the email, Ji Su froze in her chair.

Instead of waiting for Qiao Lan's assignment, he waited for a request to quit the club.

Qiao Lan's email was written in a moderate way, probably copied and pasted from the internet. It said that he was under too much pressure from his studies and could not attend to the affairs of the club, and that he was sorry but had no choice, and asked the president to agree.

Once again, things are going in a direction Ji Su didn't expect, and Ji Su finally feels as if she was too calm before.

He has done so much and tried so hard to make Qiao Lan understand, but Qiao Lan doesn't understand anything at all and doesn't even know that he likes her.

Ji Su stared at the email for a long time, then turned off her computer and took out her mobile phone, dialing Qiao Lan's number.

Qiao Lan, who had just finished her class, looked at her mobile phone and picked up the phone without too much surprise.

"Why did you suddenly quit the club," Ji Su asked over there.

"Seniors, I've made it very clear in my email."

Ji Su frowned in annoyance, "No need for scenes, I'm talking about the real reason, and if I'm right, it's because of your boyfriend again."

"It was my fault for quitting," Qiao Lan apologised, "but there is no rule against quitting a club, and it's none of your business why I quit, so I can choose not to answer."

After a long silence there, he finally said.

"Qiao Lan , I think we need to talk."