"I went!" Speaking of this, Alan sighed, "They all say that one-on-one therapy with a psychologist is the best, but those abroad all treat in the way of their countries. I can’t get along with them. But you are different. You are from A City, and also the only one I can see clearly!"
As he said this, Alan’s eyes lit up, and his gaze toward Lou Xining was full of anticipation and longing.
In that gaze, there was no love yet, just pure curiosity and need.
But it was equally intense.
It was so intense that Lou Xining almost couldn’t look straight at it...
His jawline tightened slightly, Lou Xining took a deep breath and shook his head to refuse.
"I can’t even heal myself right now, how can I heal you? You should leave."
His own life was a ss now, and he didn’t want to ruin his patients’ lives either.
Lou Xining thought that after saying these words, he could completely dispel the obsessiveness in Alan’s heart.
To his surprise, Alan didn’t care about these things.
She had been suffering from face blindness for so many years, wanting to cure it overnight was definitely impossible.
So she wasn’t in a hurry to achieve instant success, after all, Lou Xining was her hope, and she could wait as long as it took!
"It’s okay! Where do you feel uncomfortable? I’ll help you! When you’re better, you can help ! We’ll help each other!"
At that mont, Alan was full of enthusiasm. No difficulty could block her desire to see the clear world again!
"You’ll help ?" Lou Xining was stunned for a mont, not expecting Alan to make it sound so simple.
As if she were a therapist herself.
"Yes!" Alan nodded vehently, not giving Lou Xining a chance to think and directly dragged him upstairs.
"First, you need to take a bath and rest well! When you’re completely sober tomorrow, we can discuss the specifics!"
"Hey, you..." Lou Xining was bewildered as he was being pulled away.
Where did this woman co from, and why was she so persistent?
Tell her to leave, she wouldn’t. Now she was treating this place as her ho?
Dragging Lou Xining into his room, Alan familiarly found pajamas in his bedroom and then pushed him into the bathroom.
"Alright, go in! I’ll wait for you at the door!"
...
Not until the bathroom door was closed did Lou Xining look down at himself.
Holding a towel, standing straight.
He had actually let a girl he’d just t twice control his life?
Thinking of this, Lou Xining suddenly gave a helpless smile.
"Forget it, better take a bath first."
After he went in, Alan stood in place for a while, hearing the sound of running water from inside, she finally felt relieved.
But... she quickly started to feel puzzled.
"Wasn’t it said he was so drunk he was unconscious? Why does it seem like he didn’t drink much? His mind seems sharp, he walks steadily, and he can bathe himself? Could it be that my hangover tea works too well?"
Muttering to herself, Alan began to explore Lou Xining’s room.
A typical single man’s room.
The main colors were gray, white, and black.
The decor was simple and grand, without too many fancy embellishnts.
Simple as if living in an apartnt, with no sentintal details to appreciate.
Alan found it hard to believe, this could be the room of a psychologist?
A bit too oppressive and gloomy.
She had thought it would be a bright, positive place...
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