Scalding tears dripped onto the floor.
"Actually, I've realized that I haven't truly understood her or cared for her needs. I always hoped she could change, become better, grow up and stop complaining all the time. But it seems it was all my wishful thinking. Even when I tried hard to support her, it only sustained her happiness for a few days." The girl sobbed, "I did my best to listen to what she called grievances and pains, but they were such small things, yet she couldn't get over them. I tried to encourage her, praise her, but it only made her happy for two days at most. But afterward, it took me a long time to absorb the negativity I caught from her."
"Yes, that's how it is." Ning Youguang said gently, "You haven't grown up enough to digest your mom's negativity, but you've already done very, very well."
"Teacher, may I hug you?" The girl suddenly felt very touched, her heart ached, but it was also warm.
"Come here." Ning Youguang opened her arms with a smile.
