"True Love."
"He held seats for me, constantly brought me breakfast, and no matter how much I refused, he insisted. He said to let him be the first in line when I consider dating."
"What a good man! I could never do that!" Gu Ran admired.
"He is really good," Chen Ke looked down, then looked up, "I'm not worthy of him."
"Why?" Gu Ran countered, "The fact that he does all this for you, and not for other women, proves that you're the only one worthy of him."
"I don't want to go back."
"What are you talking about? I don't understand. Please rephrase."
"I don't want to return to the city I was living in before, I want to stay in Haicheng," Chen Ke said softly.
Gu Ran didn't know what to say.
A psychotherapist is not a life guide, nor an omniscient god. On the contrary, psychotherapists—especially those working in psychiatric hospitals—have a higher suicide rate than the general population.
Love on one hand, career on the other, how to choose?
