Hearing Jiang Yue's words, Xue Yan's heart felt much more relaxed now. He also opened his mouth and smiled somewhat embarrassedly, "I understand. It's just that sometimes, I can't control it."
He didn't want to keep thinking about those things, nor did he want to suddenly see those scenes happen in his mind. Somehow, he was triggered and they appeared. He couldn't control them even if he wanted to.
"This is actually normal. You've been like this for so many years. You'll be fine when you walk out of it in the future." Jiang Yue said. "Didn't Aunt Xiao lose herself before? Look at her now. She's basically fine."
To be honest, Shao Youyue was not only mentally unstable, but she also suffered from depression.
However, there was only one thing that made Shao Youyue depressed and abnormal. It was her son. Now, she believed that she had found her son and he was safe. Naturally, she would recover quickly from the pain she used to feel.
