Qin Xian is a psychiatrist with a cold personality.
One day, I saw an uncle dressed as a farmer on a bench in the community and glanced at him out of boredom.
The next day, I saw him at the door and glanced at him again
The third day...
Migrant worker uncle: Young man, please give me some water to drink. I haven't had any water for days and nights.
Qin Xian handed him a glass of water
Migrant worker uncle: Young man, give me a steamed bun to eat. I haven't eaten for several days and nights.
Qin Xian went into the house and got him a steamed bun.
Migrant worker uncle: Young man, I still need a place to live... Look...
"..."
Migrant worker uncle: Young man, I still need a wife... I think you are quite suitable. How about we make do?
Qin Xian's face turned livid and he roared angrily, "Get out!"
PS: When a cold and ascetic lover encounters a sinister pseudo-peasant, what kind of love and hatred will unfold between them?
The author has something to say: I have a glassy heart, have a mysophobia, and like to keep my body and mind clean. Therefore, this article is all about criticism and criticism. (Don't tell me anything that cannot exist in reality. This is a novel based on my own taste. Why should I follow reality? If you don't like it, you can take a detour. No one is forcing you to read it. Go away, trolls. I am so willful!)