As a psychiatrist, An has seen too much unspeakable pain. In fact, An didn't have it himself. The wound was deep in his heart and could not be touched or seen. After a long time, you thought it was healed, but when you touched it gently, you found that although the wound was healed, it was covered with a thick layer of scars. You could see and touch it, but you felt uncomfortable... This is not a conventional novel. The few words are just thoughts on life situations...
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