The story of a psychiatrist and an astronomer. Two people's own stories, two people's common story. Tang Li: One day I was walking down the street carrying two persimmons, and I thought, why can I only buy two persimmons, because there is only one person. I bought too much and couldn't eat it. So if there is one more person, can I buy a few more? Chen Jue: I hope he is happy. I hope his happiness is just because of me.
Purpose: The author has been under a lot of pressure from studying recently, and I want to use this to relieve him.