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Chapter 93 Don't miss the good, don't let the bad go unpunished

After seeing off Vice Principal Li and bidding farewell to other school leaders, Han Tao walked out of the Career Guidance Center when he received a message on his phone from Director Wang of the Academic Affairs Office.

It turned out that our teacher, Secretary Liang Jianjun, had returned from a business trip to Kyoto, and his senior colleague, Director Wang, reminded him that he should hurry over there.

Liang Jianjun was Han Tao's former mentor and elder who took care of him throughout his school years.

During her combined master's and doctoral studies, she had already become the dean of the School of Economics and Management and a member of the university's student council. Now, she is the full-time deputy secretary of the university's student council, a position equivalent to a department-level official.

Han Tao held this teacher in high esteem, so he thanked his junior colleague who had informed him of the situation immediately, and then turned and headed towards the administration building.

On the top floor, the door to one of the offices was ajar. Han Tao walked over and knocked twice. After receiving permission, he pushed the door open and entered.

Liang Jianjun stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window, gazing at the campus. He was dressed in a plain Zhongshan suit, and his temples were already streaked with gray.

Upon seeing him enter, a gentle smile immediately appeared on her face, and she gestured for him to sit down at the tea table to the side.

"I just heard from Lao Li that you finalized a school-enterprise cooperation project with Ye Jinyan of Jingyan Group yesterday. You did a great job."

Liang Jianjun also personally brewed a cup of hot tea for Han Tao. The porcelain cup emitted a faint aroma of tea. "I've said it before, you are insightful and have a vision far beyond that of your peers."

However, the things that happened in the past two years have left me with a lingering sense of unease, and I've become somewhat detached in my actions.

Now things are gradually loosening up, and people are willing to proactively plan practical things for the school and students.

"I embarrassed my teacher before, and I was too fixated on the past, which caused me to waste a lot of time."

Han Tao respectfully accepted the teacup, his fingertips touching the slightly hot cup, and replied softly, "Speaking of which, I owe it all to your protection over the years, teacher, which gave me the opportunity to break free from my self-isolation."

"It's good that you've made it through." Liang Jianjun sat opposite him, his tone gentle yet filled with the unique concern of an elder. "Xiao Tao, you've been all alone for the past few years. Your teacher's wife often says that you're becoming more and more independent and that you can't do without someone close to you."

I'm talking to you today not only to discuss some recent achievements.

I'd also like to ask about your plans for relationships. Do you intend to settle down and start a family as soon as possible?

  

After he finished speaking, the office fell silent for a moment. Although he had lived two lives, he couldn't escape the topic of being pressured to get married.

Han Tao gazed at the tea leaves floating in his cup, a layer of melancholy flashing in his eyes. The pain that the original owner had deliberately suppressed in the past was gently lifted by this question.

"Teacher, I don't plan to get married." His tone was calm, without the slightest hesitation, revealing no emotion, yet his words carried a heavy weight. "I can date, and I'm willing to have children to continue the Han family bloodline, but marriage, I won't touch that."

Upon hearing this, Liang Jianjun frowned slightly, looking puzzled: "How could you have such a thought?"

You are of good character, knowledgeable and responsible. Your career is steadily rising, and you have a good life and future. It is time for you to settle down and start a family.

Talk to your teacher about what emotional setback you experienced before? Or is it that you still can't let go of your parents' issues?

"I didn't encounter any romantic issues." Han Tao slowly raised his eyes, looking out at the distant horizon, recalling the original owner's past in Handong many years ago, his voice lowered a bit: "As you know, my father was a veteran who went to the battlefield in the southwest back then."

He braved gunfire and bullets, defending his country on the border, covered in scars, but never feared anyone.

Any danger.

After retiring from the military, he returned to his hometown and lived a peaceful life. He was kind and honest and never made enemies.

But back then, because of me, I was framed and ended up in that so-called "car accident."

"I originally thought that everything would be fine once I left Handong. I thought that as long as I stayed away from that place of trouble, I could avoid the hidden malice and protect my family."

But no matter how far I went, those scheming people hiding in the shadows still didn't let them go.

I hate it! Those who couldn't be taken by bullets on the battlefield, ended up falling to those people.

At this point, Han Tao deliberately tightened his grip on the teacup, almost leaving marks on the porcelain, his voice filled with suppressed sorrow and heartbreak: "After that accident, I didn't ask anyone for help and handled all the aftermath on my own."

From then on, I witnessed firsthand the coldness and warmth of human relationships, and saw clearly the selfishness and malice hidden beneath the surface of appearances.

If it had just been a simple accident, I might not be in this situation now.

But it was precisely this deliberate harm, this relentless targeting and retaliation without any moral boundaries.

Liang Jianjun fell silent. He had vaguely known back then that there were other hidden reasons behind the changes in Han Tao's family, but Han Tao had kept quiet about it all these years, so Liang Jianjun didn't press him for details.

Hearing him open up now, I sighed softly, feeling helpless: "I understand your pain, and I know you've had a tough time all these years."

But listen to your teacher's advice: don't completely shut yourself off or even refuse marriage because of past misfortunes.

Not everyone harbors ill intentions; there are always people you can entrust your heart to.

"Teacher, I understand this principle."

Han Tao looked up into his eyes, which were clear and bright. "But I can't afford to gamble, and I don't want to gamble anymore."

Marriage means giving your whole heart; there will be someone who becomes your closest, most cared-for, and most vulnerable vulnerability.

Now that I'm back in the public eye, I'm bound to get caught up in conflicts of interest.

Once I have a legal partner, that person will become a loophole for others to manipulate me.

"Back then, my parents were just ordinary people, yet they were targeted maliciously."

If I get married, and someone tries to control me in the future, all their methods will be used against my spouse and children.

I'm now lecturing on national defense. I've studied countless game theory cases and understand how fragile human nature is in the face of self-interest. I dare not risk the safety of those I care about anymore.

He paused, his tone softening slightly, as he explained his seemingly contradictory choice: "So, teacher, I am willing to fall in love, to raise offspring, to leave a bloodline for the Han family, and to fulfill my responsibility of carrying on the family line."

But I won't get a marriage certificate until that person is resolved, or rather, I won't hold a marriage certificate with anyone for long. I'll try my best not to establish a legally binding marital relationship.

Maintain a proper distance and don't turn anyone into an irreplaceable weakness.

In the future, I can be compassionate and kind to every student, friend, and stranger in need of help.

I'd rather do something practical for society and the school. But I won't show that I'm pouring all my emotions into any one person.

After hearing these words, Liang Jianjun remained silent for a long time, his gaze lingering on Han Tao's face for a moment, as if trying to read more unspoken emotions from that calm expression.

"You're too sensitive, child." He finally sighed, his tone tinged with helplessness. "But have you ever considered whether your so-called 'universal love' and 'distance' are fair to those who truly care about you?"

Han Tao didn't reply. Liang Jianjun stood up, walked to the window, and slowly spoke with his back to him: "Your teacher's wife was telling me a few days ago that her niece had just returned from studying abroad with a master's degree and was doing very well in the financial industry. She is also gentle and generous."

I was hoping to arrange a meeting between you two, but it seems I'll be turned away again.

"I'm sorry, teacher, for causing you and your wife worry—" Han Tao also sighed, feigning helplessness, "You should know best that I'm really scared."

There are only people who don't care about things to the extreme, and therefore there are no fatal weaknesses.

I am all alone. Even if I encounter scheming or suppression, I will bear it all by myself and will not involve anyone else too much.

But with the bonds of marriage, I fear that if trouble comes, I won't be able to protect those around me, and I might not even have the confidence to stand up for myself.

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