C211 I Won't Let Her Go

"Darling, tell me, what's your problem?" The female psychiatrist's voice was very soft.

"I..."

"It's okay, don't worry, just say it. Just treat me as a basin, a pen on the desk, and even... air." Seeing that the man had entered a shallow state, the female psychiatrist took a banana from the fruit plate on the table.

"I... like a person for about ten years, but she... can't remember me