Lei Chen said that he had been in psychological consultation for a full year, but there were still some things he could not get rid of. It was like an unpredictable black dog that would come out and bite him from time to time.
Wang Tian gently stroked his hair, "It's okay. When it bites you, I'll rub it for you." In the past, she could not tell that Lei Chen, who was such a steady person, actually lacked love and had such a fragile side to him.
She was even more determined to protect this person.
At least he still had feelings.
Lei Chen's workload was light, and the pressure was not great. He did not have much of a concept of money, but he felt it was enough to have enough food and clothing.
His colleagues at the small news agency also felt that this person was very interesting. He had quit his job at a big hospital and insisted on running to a small news agency. He was so bored.
