My barren heart is filled with weeds because of you. ——Yunqing
Mr. Yun, can you give me a name? ——Qin Mo
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"Schizophrenia negative, moderate depression... Anxiety"
This is the answer Yun Qing asked himself.
Yun Qing thought, it doesn't seem so hard to accept.
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Qin Mo appeared at this time.
First he broke into the consultation room, then broke into his umbrella, and finally broke into his home.
Everything is so grand, yet reasonable.
Yun Qing: "A person like me may go crazy at any time. What if I hurt you?"
Qin Mo: "Then it's okay to be hurt, but I'll ask for compensation later."
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Yun Qing felt that Qin Mo was guarding against him.
Sometimes Yun Qing would look at Qin Mo's overly worried but trying to hide his expression, and he would suspect that Qin Mo was the one suffering from anxiety, accompanied by persecution paranoia.
Although she was worried that Yun Qing would hurt herself and be persecuted.
Purpose: Belief in immortality