Crazy Psychologist

Outdoors, the weather is June, the sun is shining brightly, and the shadows of the trees are mottled. The trees in the park have quietly grown a lot taller over the years. The roses under the window were originally only as tall as a person, but now they have climbed to the window edge. The rose-red flowers dotted in June don't seem to be that energetic.

Fang Zhuo suddenly thought that he had been sitting at this window for more than two years. When Kim first came here, he sat opposite him and called him senior brother. Now he occasionally hears such respectful calls from his mouth, but most of them are In a sarcastic tone or in a pushy situation.

who cares.

Fang Zhuo raised his glasses. He was tired enough after taking his daughter home from the police station all morning, and now he was forced to do some extra work. Fang Zhuo's mood was really not much better.

The qualities that a professional should have are not to mention. Similarly, the bad habits that a professional should have have also left traces on Fang Zhuo over the years.

The thing that makes him happy recently after work is the girl who is sending him messages. She is much younger than Fang Zhuo, young and energetic, and most importantly, very beautiful. Fang Zhuo is very addicted to chatting with her.

"Brother, what do you plan to have for lunch?"

"Lunch, do you believe me when I say you haven't eaten breakfast yet?" Fang Zhuo quickly edited the text and sent it.

"I believe it. I haven't had breakfast either, but I'm already thinking about what to have for lunch."

"Eat me." Fang Zhuo said something ambiguous out of the blue. He knew that he had a lively personality online, but at the same time he was definitely not like that in real life.

Some people say that people in real life and people on the Internet are like two different people and cannot be confused. Fang Zhuo believes that there is some truth to this. He prefers himself on the Internet, who dares to joke and speak, unlike in reality. Sometimes I have to be submissive, because the older I get, the more I fear the wolf in front of me and the tiger in back.

"Okay, how do you eat it?"

The girl whose online name is "The Rain Is Cold" quickly responded. Fang Zhuo has always accepted Fang Zhuo's ambiguous attitude. Sometimes Fang Zhuo is a little proud, and sometimes he feels that the other person is the master of hunting and he is the one to be treated. prey.

"How do you want to eat it?"

"I won't make trouble with you anymore. I'm in a bad mood today. Come and comfort me."

"How can I coax you and order you a takeaway?"

"Are you so generous to everyone? You always give away things and order takeout. Is the money blown by the strong wind? Although I know that in your big city, everyone has money, but if you have a lot of money, you don't just spend it on everyone. Yes."

A girl in her early twenties can make people laugh or cry when she talks seriously.

Fang Zhuo suppressed his smile and quickly moved his fingers across the screen, "No one would waste money on anyone."

The implication is, "It's just for you that I spend money indiscriminately." Fang Zhuo was very satisfied with his answer.

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The time I was immersed in chatting seemed like one day in the sky and one year on earth. The company system interface, in the lower right corner, the red message prompt kept flashing. Kim had already sent two reminders, and I just had to call to remind him.

The customers were pressing hard and he was under a lot of pressure.

The economy is in recession and life is difficult for everyone.

"Okay, I'll go to work first, and I'll order takeout for you later. What do you want to eat?"

"No, doesn't this mean I'm giving you my home address? What if you rush to my house in the middle of the night?"

"How is this possible... You are in the northwest and I am in the south. If I want to come over, I have to get wings."

Yu Leng sent a crying and laughing expression, and then attached the address.

Fang Zhuo opened Ele.me and ordered a curry rice set for her, which was scheduled to be delivered at twelve o'clock. Then he lazily opened the company system and clicked out Kim's message with a frown.

When he received the call from the school, Fang Zhuo was holding a project progress meeting in the conference room. He had already reported his work and was in a fugue state. After all, he was already an old man and did not want to compete with the younger generation, so he did not perform actively. The motivation to complete one's work and then be absent-minded is the work rule of adults.

I'm afraid this will be the end of these years, the best years are gone forever.

The income is good and I can get by.

Reduce requirements and save hair loss.

Hair loss…

"Sorry, let me take a call. It's from the school."

Fang Zhuo bowed slightly and walked out of the conference room. When he heard that his daughter had a stomachache and was taken to the hospital, his heart seemed to be hit by something, like a weak bell being hit by a wet tree stump. His heart was wet and depressed. Very uncomfortable.

The colleague on the side saw him and asked, "Brother Fang, are you okay? You don't look good. Could it be that you were squeezed during the meeting?"

"It's okay, it's okay. It's my daughter's school phone number. I'll leave in a moment."

"Is everything okay?"

"fine!"

Fang Zhuo raised his voice, wondering what's wrong with people nowadays. They still don't believe it when they say it's okay. Do they want to be happy when they hear that something is okay?

“The lunch was delicious.”

On the way to the hospital, the rain was very cold and another message came.

Fang Zhuo glanced at her but didn't reply. His mind was still on the accelerator. He wanted to see his daughter as soon as possible and wanted to know why she had a stomachache.

Didn't eat anything in the morning?

Do you still have to watch eating when you are such an adult?

"Have you had lunch? Did you not eat well?"

"..."

"So you're busy?"

While waiting at the red light, Fang Zhuo replied with a message, "I have something to do and I have to go out."

He didn't feel that he was cold. Yu Jilian made a very aggrieved expression, as if he had been left out.

"Okay, I'm just going out to do some errands. I'll... accompany you in a moment?"

"Okay, it's a deal."

He didn't know whether he was really happy or fake. Fang Zhuo had heard that many girls would chat with many boys at the same time. When one was unavailable, he would find another one. A day's work might consist of chatting with different people. He didn't know if the rain was cold too. He doesn't want to know about such a girl, as long as he is happy.

The cold rain will make him happy and forget some troubles.

For example, his ex-wife who left him came to care about his daughter's life from time to time.

"How is Xuanxuan lately?" A message from his ex-wife popped up.

"Okay, that's it."

"It's easy to fall in love early in adolescence, so you should pay more attention."

"Okay, got it."

"How are your recent grades?"

"It's okay, that's it."

"You should pay attention to her even if you are busy with work. I recently saw in the news that a middle school student ran away with a boy and had no contact with his family for several months. Let me tell you, Xuanxuan is at the age when emotions are budding. If she If you like a boy, you must never let him go."

Several messages popped up in succession, and Fang Zhuo wanted to reply, "Don't you know I'm at work at this time?"

After thinking about it, forget it, he was confused now and just wanted to rush to the hospital to see how Xuanxuan was doing.