The story begins in the cold winter and ends in the second spring of their love.
The copy of this article——
I don't know if it's an illusion,
Chen Ze always felt that the psychological counseling room was quieter than anywhere else.
In the third year when he refused to communicate, old comrades and comrades had to talk to him successfully to get him an eighth psychological counselor.
The surroundings were extremely quiet, except for the clock hanging on the wall, ticking tirelessly.
For no reason, he suddenly remembered that many years ago, it was also an afternoon like this. The weather didn't seem to be very hot yet, and his ears were filled with the noisy chirping of cicadas.
He was holding his sleeping lover in his arms, lying on the sofa and staring at the ceiling in a daze.
It seemed like it was so peaceful at that time.
The peace is always shattered. The sound of decoration next door woke up the lover in her arms. She nuzzled his neck in a daze, feeling a little itchy in her heart.
But now, the footsteps of people outside the door became clearer and clearer. The door was opened. Chen Ze raised his head and met familiar eyes.
The memories in his mind became clearer and clearer, like yellowed old photos passing by in front of him. Frame by frame, Chen Ze's memory of the person in front of him was evoked.
"How did you become a psychological counselor?"
His throat was so dry that he clearly heard Song Yuan's answer.
"To save you."
His speeches are a bit mediocre, a bit passionate, and even a bit romantic.
As Song Yuan's ex-lover, he decided to believe her.
——
After all these years, no one can come into my life, and they are not you.
What a pity, we obviously love each other so much, but we are not each other's spring mountain.
Purpose: I hope we can escape from suffering and go to Chunshan