"23, what do you call it?" I smiled wryly and repeated the question, not used to being so close to strangers, and my ass kept moving to the side.

"You can call me Grandma. Do you have a boyfriend in the United States? She moved a little closer to me.

"How do you know I've been in the United States? What about age? "This daughter is not a fuel-efficient lamp, her manners and actions make my heart a little hairy, this is the first time I have encountered this way of chatting.

"Well...... it's impossible to enter this hospital without drinking some foreign ink. Uh, write 70 age...... so do you have a boyfriend in the United States? "When it comes to age, Grandma Qianjin is also a little embarrassed, it seems that age is the secret of all women! But she doesn't tell at all that she's 70 years old. (I know what her name is, so I change my name.) ）

"Nope. When was the last time you saw a doctor? I depressedly followed the questions on the paper.

"Yes, yes, do you have a Chinese boyfriend now? I come to see Linda a lot, and this one is negligible. She looked at me with an inquisitive look on her face, and she didn't blink her eyes.

"No, there isn't. Why did you last see a doctor? She looked very uncomfortable, and I couldn't help but reach out and press my forehead.

"I'm bored and chatting with her. Haven't you been in a relationship before? She continued.

"......" I glanced up at her, and she seemed particularly interested in my love life.

Seeing that I didn't answer, she was a little anxious, "Tell me, talk about it, I'll tell you about my youth later......"

"It was a long time ago and then we broke up. What about the contact number? "Crash! Isn't it true that today's psycho patients don't talk about their own business, but listen to other people's stories?

"Yes, yes, I should write down your contact number, I can play with you in the future, and tell me your mobile phone number." Grandma Qianjin said as she took out her mobile phone from her handbag.

Seeing her pick up the mobile phone I put on the table and skillfully press the number key, I was a little anxious, and stammered, "This private phone is not very good...... I wanted to stop, but the speed was not as fast as hers, and the next second, I saw the mobile phone in her hand flashing with colorful light.

She stared at the screen and began to read, "134XXXXXXXX, yes, it's easy to remember." Then he gave me back my phone, pointed to the call log on my phone and said, "This is my mobile phone number, you will often come out for tea in the future......"

The corners of my mouth twitched, watching her move in one go be completed in 10 seconds?!

"Are you alright?" Grandma smiled and stretched out her hand to shake it in front of my eyes.

"No, it's fine." I looked at her in a daze, thinking: Is such a conscious, cheerful, and lively old man still need to see a psychiatrist?!