"Of course not." Meng Yalun shook his head, looked around with gentle eyes, and finally landed on the group photo with her daughter on her desk. His expression became bitter and astringent. "Soft, I always think we should have a good talk. But you always hide from me..."

"You're here to talk about your illness, aren't you?" Si rourourou interrupted him, pinched his data sheet, and looked serious. "Mr. Bai, I charge by the hour here. Please don't say anything unimportant to avoid wasting your money."

Meng Yalun kept silent. What he didn't expect was that such a gentle and lovely Si rourourou would one day become like this, speak simply and act openly, and even achieve a fairly good standard in the industry.

This time he came to the door because a film he had in hand told the love story between psychological experts and forensic medicine. It was because of professional needs that Meng Yalun asked who was the top psychological expert in China.

Si rourourou, who returned from abroad, has excellent academic results and even obtained the qualification at a young age. Her firm has been popular in the past two years, and her name in the industry is Ms. Ella.

Ms. Ella looks good and speaks softly. I think she should be willing to help you as a consultant - as the recommender said at that time.

Meng Yalun can't even imagine how Si rourourou, whose talent is not very good, has achieved such achievements step by step, and how much she has paid behind her back.

"Mr. Bai!" Si rourourou looked at Meng Yalun with a little annoyance. He had wasted ten minutes just looking at himself in silence. She ruthlessly opened the inside line and remembered that Shen Nan had gone to pick him up. She had to take out her pencil and record a number. This was the time he spent here.

She's going to count with him by minute, since he's so good at money!

Meng Yalun took back his eyes, coughed and said, "yes, i... I have mental problems again."

Si Rourou's hand trembled slightly, "what's the problem?"

"It's the same as before." Meng Yalun said to Si rourourou word by word. Her voice was shallow, as if she had never been separated from her. These six words were like fireworks. They exploded in Si rourourou's ear. She was stunned in an instant.

Si rourourou's originally calm eyes suddenly became complicated. She almost couldn't help asking questions about the matter he just said, but she struggled for a long time. At least she calmed down and took a medical record book from her desk.

"Meng Yalun, age 33, marital status...?" Si rourourou raised her head from the medical record book and wrote a string of fluent words from her pen. Obviously, this is the work Cen she is very used to at ordinary times.

Being stared at by those round eyes, Meng Yalun smiled, "no, why do you ask such things you must know, soft, we don't have to be so strange."

Si rourourou bit her pen and wrote "divorce" in the marriage status column. Then she chuckled, "who knows if you and your girlfriend will continue hidden marriage. Well, Mr. Bai, since you are here for treatment, please follow my question and don't interrupt my question without authorization, okay?"

Meng Yalun stared at the ex-wife who seemed to have changed 360 degrees. He suddenly felt that the decisive Si rourourou seemed to be very far away from himself.

Once she was so soft and weak, which most reflects the name of "soft" taken by Si Zhenxuan for her. I didn't expect that time will eventually change a person's character.

She became so strong.

It seems that tears will fall in Mingming's eyes at any time.

Meng Yalun nodded, "OK, I'll answer whatever you ask."

"When did you feel that your mental state had changed?" Si rourourou lowered her head and began to record, forcing herself not to look at each other's eyes that were easy to confuse others.

"Last year."

"Split personality?" Si rourourou asked directly, "the reappearance of dual personality?"

"Yes."

"What's the situation?" Si rourourou only looked up at Meng Aaron's eyes, then looked down at the medical record book in hand. This time she didn't record any more, but gently pulled a piece of paper in front of her.

Crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash crash.

"It's the kind you imagine." Meng Aaron's voice paused slightly. "He's back."

Si rourourou's fingers fiddling with the paper stopped impressively. She looked at Meng Aaron's eyes again this time, and he also looked back.

Si rourourou found that she really couldn't be as calm as water. At least the meaning of this man is completely different from that of other men. He once left indelible traces in her heart, and let him be her own patient. She actually wavered.

Perhaps this mentality made Si rourourou a little afraid. She directly backhanded and patted the medical record book on the table. "You're lying. Your voice and your eyes fully betrayed your mood. Meng Aaron, you don't have any problem at all."

Maybe it was a psychological war initiated by Si rourourou. She threw out the problem and mercilessly smashed Meng Aaron. He caught it.

Meng Yalun was still so gentle, "soft, why don't you try it yourself and deny it directly, or do you refuse to believe it in your heart?"

Si Rou stood where she was. She had thought more than once that if she had left Meng Aaron during the day instead of the one at night, maybe she wouldn't have come to a dead end with him like this and couldn't stick to it anymore.

But that's just an idea.

What's more, the problem of dual personality healed without medicine because of his active withdrawal. His self annihilation has proved that Meng Yalun no longer needs such negative emotions, and there is no suffering life for him to create another personality to escape.

Even if he had a bad life now, he didn't live under Du Weizhen's hands as he did in those days.

So Si rourourou doesn't think he will come back.

Meng Yalun suddenly got up and put her hands on Si rourourou's table. Her beautiful and handsome face was close to the tip of Si rourourou's nose. She subconsciously stepped back and looked extremely cold.

"Soft, it's true." Meng Yalun told her her symptoms word by word. "Just a year ago, my mood returned to the extremely uneasy state of that year. I often have thoughts fighting back and forth in my mind."

He pointed to his temple, "I think there are many reasons for this. When he retired from the position of singer, he once couldn't accept such a fact, but forced himself to transform; the outside world abused countless, and even my former fans defected. Every step was extremely difficult. Even the first invested film failed and had to climb again -"