(First person purely fictitious diary format! No gender setting, just chat but don't quarrel)
(This is a small article from a low-fat rubbish newspaper. If you are not mentally ill, don't read it. If you see my ID, you will block it yourself)
(Stable Danren Niuma (not the sick love of the pretentious literary criticism)
I am a mentally ill human being.
L, my partner, a suspected human who is sick everywhere but the sickest in the brain (L does not admit that he is a silicon-based creature, so this is doubtful)
People's daily life can be that a husband and wife are deeply in love and love each other.
We two, this is called a patient exchange meeting
Concept: Like poles repel each other, opposite poles attract each other, but my partner and I are two human beings.