Professor Wen, your little workman is sweet and wild

Psychologist?

Jian Anran was stunned for a moment, and she suppressed her hoarse voice, "These days, the hot and cold air flows together, so be careful of catching a cold. Please also ask Jian Anjie to pay attention to hygiene and not bring germs into the house."

"it is good."

After hanging up the phone, it took a while for Jian Anran to react. She was stunned when she looked at the screen that had automatically turned off. What seemed to be echoing in her ears was what Yang Yahui had just said.

"It's a psychiatrist at a community health station."

In the past, Yang Yahui never believed in psychiatrists. She even always believed that people with mental illness are fragile people. People with nothing to do only think too much when they sit all day long. Mental illness is suitable for people who do not have to go to work. The disease of wealth in people.But now she is so busy that she sleeps on the pillow all day long. Instead, she stepped into the psychological consultation room of the community health station.

Many things piled up in my mind, but became a heavy burden on my shoulders.No matter what, I can't leave it behind, and I can't get rid of it no matter what.

Yang Yahui once firmly believed that God is good at life and would not let believers like her live too hard.But her experience over the past six months made her think that words like "good people are rewarded" and "God rewards those who work hard" are nonsense.

Having lost her long-term spiritual support, she began to seek scientific solutions——

See a psychiatrist.

The doctor advised her tactfully: It's not that you can't think about it, but that your life is really too hard.

……

After hanging up the phone, she returned to her work station. It was still half an hour before get off work. There were still several classic cases of vegetable market construction on the computer screen, but Jian Anran had long been uninterested in working.

She secretly glanced at the office of the operations director. The lights were dim. Director Ji didn't come to work at all today. She leaned back on her chair and let out a long sigh of relief. She began to organize the work at hand and get ready for get off work. .

As soon as the off-duty time came, Jian Anran immediately punched in and went downstairs. At this time, it was not completely dark and the subway car was still empty.At first, she felt a little surprised, why the subway stations were empty about half an hour after get off work, but more than two hours after get off work, it was the peak of the subway at these stations.

She got the answer from her colleagues: "I don't dare to get off work at all. Even if I have nothing to do every day, I have to sit quietly at my work station."

This is a world of involution. It seems that those who are not involved are prisoners who have been stabbed, and they are evil people who will be poked in the spine whenever they walk on the road.

Following the swaying handrails in the carriage, it wasn't until the subway beeped, that Jian Anran realized she had arrived at school. She almost grabbed her bag and ran out of the door, her feet just touching the platform. The moment the ground hit the ground, the subway door closed tightly.

"Hey! What are you doing! Little girl, it's too dangerous for you to do this!" the officer on duty shouted loudly.

Jian Anran smiled coquettishly and nodded in the direction of the staff on duty to express her apology.

Passing by the Department of Architecture building, Jian Anran had a sudden idea and walked in. She originally wanted to swipe her card directly to go to the office, but she thought that since she no longer worked there, it seemed inappropriate to visit rashly. She looked out the window and saw the sunset. Going west, she pressed the button on the top floor.

The elevator does not lead to the roof. After reaching the top floor, you have to climb another flight of stairs. By the time you push open the fire door on the roof, Jian Anran's face is already covered in cold sweat.

The roof was so quiet that it was disconcerting, as if she was the only one left in the world, the wind blowing on her face, and the setting sun falling on the ground.

With the sound of "dong dong dong" footsteps, Jian Anran became nervous subconsciously. She was not the only one here.