Lillian was wearing a black coat. She was thin. Her pale face vaguely showed her once gentle temperament

He still sat in his original position and looked at the rows of tall buildings outside the cafe. Many things came to mind:

When I was young, he was the smartest and thinnest child in the orphanage, so the children there never played with him and would bully him.

Later, he was adopted by a couple from the United States and finally left the children in the orphanage.

However, his adoptive parents are not very kind to him. They just need someone who will support them in the future, that's all.

They are very strict with him. They are required to be excellent in every subject, otherwise they are not allowed to eat.

He studied hard just to satisfy his adoptive parents and make them willing to face themselves.

Later, before he finished college, they all died in a car accident.

I can't remember what he thought at that time. I only remember that it was snowing heavily. He rushed back to San Francisco from France to help them deal with the funeral.

Holding the urn, he didn't know whether to cry or laugh, but all he knew was that he had nothing.

Strangely, when his adoptive parents left, no one interfered with his life again. Instead, his pressure increased and targeted.

Finally, once, a small wild cat that accidentally broke into his dormitory became his prey.

Under his command, the little wild cat meowed and finally died.

He seemed to be frightened by his cruelty and the dying appearance of the little wild cat. He did such a cruel thing to small animals harmless to humans and animals.

Lillian always couldn't believe it, but sometimes when she saw those little animals, she really couldn't help it!

For this reason, he went to see a psychologist.

Manic depression, psychological cancer, no solution!

He took a lot of medicine and gave up a lot of social activities. He spent his spare time reading books and cultivating his morality. On the surface, he looked like a veteran cadre who stood aloof from the world.

But in fact, only he himself knows that he is just not suitable for socializing with others because he is afraid to show his feet!

Over time, he thought he was really a sound man.

It was not until the appearance of Huo Jingjing's father that he told him that his bipolar disorder was brought from his bones and had to be changed!

In other words, no matter how much effort he makes, it is only in vain.

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After school, Huo Jingjing went directly to the supermarket.

Recently, I was a little nervous about my homework. In addition, in June, there was a qualification examination for psychologists, and Huo Jingjing also signed up online.

So, she's really busy recently. She can't wait to have 48 hours a day!

After buying the ingredients needed for a week in the supermarket, Huo Jingjing walked in when he passed a dessert shop: "I want a sugar free chestnut cake..."

She likes to eat sweet, sugar free chestnut cake, which Lillian used to like, and she likes to eat this time-honored shop.

She didn't know how. When she saw the shop, she came in like a demon.

There are usually only a lot of people in time-honored dessert shops. They are typically ready to eat and make. Therefore, Huo Jingjing lined up for a long time. When he got his hands, it was dark outside.

Huo Jingjing was anxious to go back to reading, so in a hurry, he took a shortcut.

The shortcut is a dark alley. Usually no one will walk, so it is particularly cold, not even a street lamp.

Huo Jingjing was carrying something. He was a little afraid. He took out his mobile phone and turned on the flashlight on the mobile phone to illuminate the road

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