"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have liked him. I should have waited until I got into college before I had the qualifications to like someone. I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have neglected my studies for love..."
As she spoke, tears fell like beads.
After her, some students also drank the potion. They began to wipe their tears and a sad atmosphere filled the classroom.
"Teacher, I was wrong. I shouldn't have been addicted to the Internet and even ran away from home just to play games..."
"Teacher, I'm sorry! I shouldn't have run away from the battlefield that day... Even if I was forced to be a child soldier, I should have gone. I want to contribute to this land..."
"I shouldn't have said I was going to jump off a building just because I was afraid of the exam, taking up public resources and causing my parents to apologize for me..."
"I was wrong... I shouldn't have thought of running away. Even if my husband beat and scolded me, it was justified. I really didn't listen to him, didn't do the housework properly, and didn't take good care of the children..."
"I shouldn't force my children to support me. They have their own families too! I'm just an old man, why should I cause them trouble... I should just find a mat and roll myself up, why should I waste our children's food..."
There was crying everywhere in the classroom.
These students included not only young people and children, but also middle-aged women and even the elderly. Even the elderly men cried with tears, as if they had found the meaning of life again.
They cried, bowed continuously, slapped themselves in the face, and some even knelt down and knocked their foreheads on the ground, as if this was the only way to express their repentance.
That bottle of azure blue potion seemed like a miracle drug that could cure all diseases. After drinking it, everyone began to repent spontaneously, like a criminal who had turned over a new leaf and wanted to start a new life. Their tears almost covered the ground.
They were like actors putting on an exaggerated performance, but if you looked closely you could see the genuine repentance in their eyes, as if they were truly trying to mend their ways.
Su Mingan watched this extremely dramatic scene in silence, watching these people of different ages crying like a group of injured children, and watching the beautiful teacher Ya Ma's face showing a look of compassion.
"——Look, you students." She said, tears seemed to appear in the corners of her eyes: "Luckily you came here.
If, if people like you - are released into society, you will only hurt others.
And when you come here, you can change your ways and accept correction.”
She opened her arms, as if she wanted to hug these people: "——Being able to heal you and make you repent, what we are doing is such a great thing!!"
“Pah pah pah pah pah——!”
People clapped with tears in their eyes. The applause was as loud as thunder, and the tide of gratitude surged through the entire classroom like a torrent.
"Fortunately, my teacher corrected me in time, so that I could become what I am now!"
"Thank you, teacher! Thank you, teacher! You really saved me!"
"When I return, I will definitely serve my husband well. I am obedient and will not resist anymore. I have been redeemed..."
Facing these words of gratitude, Yam turned his face away.
She suddenly reached out and pulled out a thin girl.
The girl was crying silently. Her hair was dry and yellow, and her skin was rough. She looked like an ugly duckling wrapped in a loose hospital gown.
"Dongxue." Ya Ma called her name, forcibly dragged her to the podium, and made her stand against the wall.
"——Today, it is No. 29's turn to confess! Let us welcome No. 29 to make her confession speech!"
Yam shouted, and there was warm cheering and applause from below.
Absurdity. Flowing in every corner of the classroom.
People are delighted by this correction of their pathology.
The girl standing on the podium, tears dripping down to the ground bit by bit.
The flax pulled her hair, and she let out a hoarse cry of pain, her eyes red.
"First, let me read out the crime of No. 29." Yam said, taking out a stack of papers:
"Number 29, Dongxue. Eighteen years old, senior year of high school, transgender, homosexual, obsessed with virtual imagination..."
Dongxue, who was suppressed by her, suddenly pounced on the paper in her hand, with her neck raised high like a dying white swan.
"Don't... don't read it out loud... don't..."
"Number twenty-nine." Flax held down her hair, pressed her down on the podium, and squeezed her cheeks hard.
The winter snow was pressed down and couldn't move.
Tears slowly slid down the corners of her eyes, and she clenched her fists, her nails drawing blood.
Her eyes were filled with sadness and despair.
"Number 29, you are a male physically, but you always think you are a girl, and you even fall in love with a virtual girlfriend." Ya Ma sneered, "How ridiculous, Dong Xue, you are the most unreasonable student I have ever seen. Continuous electrotherapy has not been able to wake you up."
"Yang Xia, Yang Xia is not a virtual person!" Dong Xue clenched her fists: "I love her - she is my lover, only, only she can comfort me..."
"Dongxue, you are a boy, you are an adult, and adults need to get rid of their fantasies, become mature, and enter society." Ya Ma said, "How can you enter society in your current state? How can you meet your parents' expectations?"
"I, I just want to live my own life, why, why do I have to become the way you want me to be..."
“Bang!”
Ma Ya pressed her head and slammed it hard on the podium, causing her to burst into tears.
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