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Chen Jing Picking and choosing, he roughly told the story. The doctor listened patiently without interrupting.
"All of it?" There was a hint of concealment in Chen Jing's words, and the feelings between the two were lightly brushed over, but it seemed that was the key to the illness.
"Yeah." Chen Jing glanced at the clock on the wall, just twenty minutes, and his and Zheng Yu's story only needed twenty minutes to be completely told.
"Okay, have you confirmed it? He really doesn't remember you?" The doctor did not refute this incredible story, but instead continued speaking along the same lines.
Chen Jing hung her head, constantly fiddling with her fingers, as if this could alleviate the deep unease in her heart.
"I've confirmed it."
The doctor carefully observed Chen Jing's expression. "Have you ever thought that maybe it's not that he doesn't remember, but that nothing ever happened at all?"
Chen Jing suddenly looked up, this was the first time he had looked directly into the doctor's eyes since coming in. "What do you mean?"
"Perhaps, that soul never appeared from beginning to end," the doctor still had a smile on his face, but the words sent a chill through Chen Jing.
"Have you ever thought that these are all imagined because you feel too guilty?"
"Impossible," Chen Jing said firmly.
"Why are you so sure? Can someone prove it?" The doctor's tone was gentle, but it made Chen Jing feel a strong sense of oppression.
"Yes." Isn't Xu Zhoulun the best proof?
"You said only you could see him, right? How come there's someone else testifying now?"
"I refuse to answer that question." Chen Jing tugged at his collar, feeling extremely uncomfortable. "Can I leave now?"
"Of course, feel free to come to me anytime if you have any questions," the doctor said as he stood up to see the patient off.
Chen Jing immediately called Xu Zhoulun as soon as she came out of the counseling room, but there was no answer on the other end. It was then that she remembered Xu Zhoulun was currently abroad, and even Fang Zhiyuan couldn't reach her.
He leaned against the wall and furrowed his brows. He was far from calm on the surface, otherwise he wouldn't have hurriedly called Xu Zhoulun to confirm. Is all of this just his imagination?
I can't believe that Zheng Yu was just a figment of imagination. Everything they experienced together was so real. Chen Jing slid down the wall and sat on the ground, feeling exhausted.
Pretending that nothing has happened is actually quite exhausting. Also, Zheng Yu, I miss you so much. Why did you have to leave? Now I'm being treated as if I'm mentally ill, and I blame you for that.
Are you coming back? Just appearing for a moment, just once, to tell me that you really existed, and that you're not just a figment of my imagination. If you appear, I'll give you all the points back.
"Hey, Chen Jing!"
Chen Jing suddenly looked up, and Zheng Yu was standing right in front of him, looking down at him from a higher position. The person in front of him overlapped with the vague figure in his memory, as if his Zheng Yu had really come back.
"You, what's wrong?" Chen Jing's eyes and nose were red, showing that she had just been crying. "Who bullied you?"
"No one bullied me," Chen Jing quickly responded, got up, touched her face, and walked away.
Zheng Yu pulled her back and asked with a frown, "Who bullied you?" Chen Jing couldn't help but feel a sourness in her nose and said with resentment, "You did."
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