"You mean you fell in love with the girl in your dream and were still in love with her in your dream?" Ron listened to his friend ramble about the two people's love life for three hours. He finally couldn't help but interrupt his friend, "This is a psychological consultation room."
"I know the consulting fee is five hundred dollars an hour. I can add more money."
"No, I mean you should be transferred to a psychiatrist."
"That's double."
"I'm sorry, Leo, even more money can't make up for the mental damage you've caused me." The fact that his friend who had been obsessed with scientific research all year round suddenly turned into a love brain was enough to shock him, and the fact that his love partner was a non-existent person was even more subversive to his cognition.
"Do you know what you're talking about?"
"Ten times."
"..."
Ron feels that it is his duty to serve mentally ill patients and care for their mental health. He has an obligation to serve them.
"By the way, where was the story about you and your lover just now..."
Friendly reminder:
Modern urban overhead background with a bit of fantasy color
The previous plot is a bit confusing, but it's really a sweet story (#`O′)
Purpose: Love life
