Jing Yanqing#RedemptionArt#Broken mirrors are not reunited#Psychologists' articles#Campus to City#Growing Pains
"He once set fire to her youth, and seven years later, she can only look for unquenched sparks in his ashes."
Jiang died and Wu Yue
Some people's youth is like cesium - brilliant, active, and can spontaneously ignite in the air.
Jiang Shi is this kind of person.
His burning seventeen-year-old inadvertently lit up Wu Yue's gloomy high school years. He writes sweet stories, tells dangerous chemical experiments, and plans a grand confession.
Then, an unexpected "family accident" hit a target like a neutron, triggering a chain collapse of his life.
Seven years later.
A special visitor came to Wu Yue's clinic. He was thin, quiet, and avoided all eyes, but he unconsciously turned his pen when filling out the form - that action was exactly the same as that of the boy back then.
She looked at the pseudonym of "Jiang He" on the evaluation form and wrote down professional suggestions in the diagnosis column.
At the bottom, use a pencil to lightly add a name: Jiang Shi.
This time, she was the one trying to control the reaction.
Even if she knew that there was some burning, she was destined to just watch.
Some ashes can never turn back into flames.
