Looking at Tang Yuexia's rain-soaked cloth shoes drawing a string of mud-colored footprints on the pale yellow floor tiles, Li Yunqing felt distressed for a while, not only feeling sorry for the old lady's feet, but also distressed about the floor tiles that were very clean every day.

Dante moved his swivel chair out and asked Tang Yuexia to sit down away from their desk, pouring water for her while asking Xiao An to "help go up to the 'community' to say hello and see if Tang Ying was online". As expected, there was no one in that community.

"What kind of disease does Tang Ying have?" asked Li Yunqing with his arms folded in front of his chest. "Xiao Zhang said that it seems to be an anxiety disorder, and the degree is not deep, but it has been in my heart for many years......" "Hmm." Sister Yun bowed her head lightly to Xiao An, indicating that she understood, and stopped her words. Another question haunted the mind of the volunteering girl - not a psychiatrist, but her experience over the years had taught her a little bit of the rules - unless the situation was very optimistic, or if the treatment was needed to expand the scope of communication, the doctor would generally keep the information of each of his patients secret, and would not encourage the patients to share their privacy with each other, even if they had the same mental illness. Doctor Song must know this, so why did he put Tang Ying, who had been anxious for many years, into the 'community'?

"Don't worry, Auntie, although she is not online, believe me, I will be able to let you talk to her on the phone later. Dante looked at Tang Yuexia's face kindly. "Even if you find her, you can't push the responsibility away!" Tang Yuexia felt that this low-voiced young man was a soft persimmon, so she said to him with a crying voice, "If it weren't for that Dr. Song who asked her to chat with the mentally ill ......" "You misunderstood." The people in that community didn't share the common theme of mental illness. All of them have loved ones or friends who have died in accidents or natural disasters, and some of them have been many times more uncomfortable than your nieces and nephews at first, but they have all survived and cheered up. Now they are willing to use their experience to guide those who are struggling with similar pain and help them rebuild their faith in life, which is what they are all about coming together to talk. Otherwise, wouldn't her boyfriend's buddy also become mentally ill? If her boyfriend rejects the mentally ill, why should he believe in a mentally ill person? If you have a mentally ill buddy, you can't have a mentally ill girlfriend?"

A string of words progressed layer by layer, so that Tang Yuexia, Xiao An, and Li Yunqing were stunned. Sister Yun glanced at Xiao An, and saw that this college student who was not deeply involved in the world shook her head vigorously at herself in a panic, as if to say, "It's all Dr. Song and Xiao Zhang who are responsible, I don't know much about it." He knew it in detail. Sister Yun shifted her gaze back to Dante, secretly preparing for the next quarrel that might break out between him and Tang Yuexia at any time.

However, Dante took the initiative to change the conversation, and chatted with Tang Yuexia endlessly about Tang Ying's misfortune, and her words were full of pity for this client, so that Tang Yuexia also sobbed or lamented from time to time.

"Yingying, this child is so pitiful!" Tang Yuexia asked Dante to refill the water for her, rubbing the corners of her eyes, "That girl is the best with her, the two of them have been playing together since they were children, and the car crashed in front of her eyes." I didn't see it with my own eyes, but I thought about it for her, and if it was me, I couldn't stand it......" "Yes, yes. Dante scratched the stubble on his chin, "I want to ask, does Xiaoqing have the same psychological problems as Tang Ying?" "Xiaoqing? "It's the girl in your village who often plays with Tang Ying and Liu Xiaomin. Dante suddenly looked very surprised, "The two young ladies are closest to her except each other." She was also at the scene of the car accident at the time, and watched Liu Xiaomin being hit and killed!"

"Oh, you said her...... I don't know her well...... I only saw her playing in the village with Yingying when she was a child, running around on the road and in the fields...... Maybe Yingying took her home, but after I got married, Yingying never brought her to my mother-in-law's house, so I didn't know this child very well, and I never talked to her in my memory. If you want to say that on the day of the car accident, I was washing clothes at home, I knew that Liu Xiaomin was killed by that killing, and Yingying was scared and lost her soul, as for the reaction of other people on the spot, I don't care. "Oh, that's right. Dante imitated her tone, "You just saw Xiaoqing's face in the village, and you didn't ask her if she was unhappy in her heart, did you?" Seeing Tang Yuexia nodding, his voice suddenly became louder, full of confidence: "That's strange, your eldest niece didn't tell us that she has a friend named Xiaoqing, whether it was in the past or now, in her hometown or in Beijing." "Huh, hey...... Hey, you young man is sincerely around me! Don't lie to you, Yingying does have a good friend named Xiaoqing in her hometown, although she is not as iron as Liu Xiaomin, but the relationship between the two is also very good. Yingying didn't tell you, how did you know that there was such a person as Xiaoqing?"

"Liu Xiaomin, auntie, which Liu Xiaomin are you talking about?" Dante replied, "I don't know how many people named Liu Xiaomin are in the world, and I don't know if any of them have been in a car accident, but I hope none of them have been in a car accident." It's just that Tang Ying's good friend who was hit and killed by an Audi car back then was named Qian Fang. ”

The air in the center seemed to freeze in an instant, and the huge office space could barely hear the sound of people's breathing, except for the dripping rain outside the window, the buzzing of the computers in the room, and the wheels of a few swivel chairs quietly rubbing against the ground.

"I ...... I have a mixed mind...... Yes, the one who died was named Qian Fang, and Liu Xiaomin was her neighbor......" Tang Yuexia's words came out trembling. Dante glared at her, widened his eyes to the maximum, and mocked mercilessly, "Confused." Also, aunt, you are old, and it is inevitable that you can't remember things that have nothing to do with you. So, do you remember about that Xiaoqing? Is there just such a person, or is there no one at all?"

The old lady Tang Yuexia was stunned, her lips trembled slightly, and her brain was almost blank: the "Xiaoqing" in this young man's mouth is not yes, and it is not yes when she says no. Dante gently pulled her paper cup from her shaky hand and poured her another glass of boiling water. "Auntie, don't worry, think slowly, think clearly. Dante took the paper cup in her palm and said slowly, "Didn't you say you were looking for 110? Ahh

The old lady's hand shook violently, spilling some water, scalding Dante's hand, which he instinctively withdrew.

"Woo-" Tang Yuexia covered her mouth and cried. This is no longer a dry choking without tears, her crying is not as loud as Fang Cai's shouting, but it permeates rooms 702 and 703 of Hongye Building, Li Yunqing even had a brief illusion, thinking that it floated out of the door and rippled in the corridor.