Autistic celebrity x depressed psychiatrist
A story of mutual redemption
Lily smells good
I have a glass heart. If you don't like it, don't read it. I can't accept comments with a bad tone.
PS: Since I don't know much about the diseases in it, some of them may not be correct, please understand.
Short story (perhaps updated daily, maybe)
Intention: In the vast sea of people, you will always meet the light that belongs to you. Don't worry too much. Maybe, she just came a little late.