Chaoying Psychotherapist [Zhongyingmei]

Clark slept on the sofa that night.

Fortunately, Cynthia's sofa is also very comfortable, at least more comfortable than his little bed.

But the next morning, when Cynthia got up and went downstairs, the sofa was empty.

Clark is gone.

Maybe it was rushing to work, maybe it was a sudden emergency, maybe it was out of some kind of escape, in short, he left before Cynthia woke up.

This is exactly what Cynthia wanted.

After all, she was still angry, and she was in a bright mood just enough to accept a simple reporter with special skills and confused about her own identity, but she was insensitive to the Superman who was hiding by her side and deceived her yesterday with his thick eyebrows and big eyes. .

If Cynthia saw the three-color uniform floating in front of her eyes, she might not be able to resist burning it with a lighter—although she didn't know if it could be burned.

After taking care of herself, Cynthia put on sunglasses and a mask, got into a nanny car waiting at the door, and closed the door.

She went on a talk show.

It was a world-renowned talk show, and the host was a slightly obese young man with a very approachable face and a very humorous style of dealing with things.

This is not the first time Cynthia has participated in this talk show. In fact, she has been invited so many times that she has become a good friend with the host.

But this is indeed the first time since she was reborn to appear on a show.

This show is recorded in the form of face-to-face conversations, the host is considerate, and she does have something to clarify... Cynthia chose it as the first show of the comeback for a very good reason.

And, she wants to break with the seriousness of recent news about herself and instead make the public's affection for her a little more casual and affectionate.

On the talk show, the host also asked her this question.

"Why did you choose our show?" Jacob Fallon asked her while sitting in the hosting station, holding a cup of coffee, "You know, I understand that you will come back during this time, and we may be able to invite you , but the first appearance? God, I thought it was going to be in the White House."

The audience in the audience laughed.

Cynthia also smiled, and took a sip of coffee: "But you don't work in the White House, so what's the use if I go?"

Jacob's eyes widened in surprise.

Audience: "Oh—"

"Cynthia, you're going to make our show on the trending list." Jacob said, "Oh no, it should have been on the trending list, it's the two of us who are going to be on the list—see if there's a sign on the roof Helicopter for 'w'? I'll run away with a helicopter!"

The audience subconsciously looked up at the ceiling, and when they realized it, they all booed.

Cynthia couldn't help laughing, coughed, pretending to be serious: "No, Jacob. This is my own business, I just miss you."

Screams and whistles sounded in response, and the atmosphere at the scene was cheerful.

Jacob panicked exaggeratedly: "Oh my God, staff, tear down that Wayne Group sponsored sign! We can't hang that again!"

The audience laughed.

Cynthia got up to cooperate with the performance, and left with a gesture: "What? Is your show still sponsored by Wayne Group?? I'm leaving..."

Amidst the booing, Jacob pulled her back.

"Okay, okay." He waved his hand and controlled the volume of the scene, "Seriously, Cynthia. I really want to know, how are you two doing now?"

Cynthia raised her eyebrows: "The two of us?"

"Don't pretend to be confused with me, Cynthia, I mean, how long have we known each other?" Jacob wrinkled his face dramatically, which elicited another low laugh, "You and him, that Wayne."

His funny eyes turned nimbly to the Wayne Group brand, and he pouted at her: "Bruce Wayne—you seemed to be with him before you were presented with the first bouquet of white chrysanthemums, If i remember correctly?"

Audience: "Yeah—"

Cynthia shook her head helplessly: "If I remember correctly, you also watched the screen recording and posted your impressions on Twitter—we broke up, Jacob."

The screen recording she was referring to was the 2-minute video of the clown broadcasting her nationwide live broadcast before the explosion, and Jacob's after-viewing impressions were hundreds of mourning and angry tweets.

This was originally a very serious matter, but as soon as this was mentioned, the atmosphere at the scene became stagnant.But Jacob has been doing talk shows for so many years, and as if he and Cynthia had a heart-to-heart, he rolled his eyes very quickly and dragged out his voice: "Please-please-forget it, Cynthia, who doesn't know your It was to comfort him. After you finished speaking at that time, your relationship was almost recorded in the annals of history, and the sweet time of all couples that year was eclipsed by your halo."

Cynthia stroked her chest artificially: "Oh, do I need to feel honored?"

The atmosphere suddenly became humorous, and the scene burst into laughter.

Jacob followed suit for a moment, then said, "I'm serious, Cynthia. Mr. Wayne's last year was surprisingly eccentric—did you know that the entertainment section of the Gotham Daily still isn't turning over? So , you must tell us, what is going on between you two?"

Cynthia shrugged her shoulders: "Nothing big happened between us recently, you have to be more specific. What do you want to know? For example?"

Jacob snapped his fingers: "Like—I mean, like, have you met? Have you called? How is he mentally? Is it different from before? If so, it's What does it look like?...God, I haven't seen a new photo of him for a whole year, if I were a year ago, I would never believe it."

Cynthia laughed.

"You seem to care about him more than I do."

"Oh, please, Cynthia."

"Okay, okay." Cynthia waved her hands amidst laughter, "Actually, we haven't been in touch much—only a few phone calls, and then nothing."

"A few phone calls?" Jacob's eyes lit up, "What did he tell you—I didn't want to pry into your secrets or anything, but, you know, did he express anything about your resurrection? Are you excited? How is he doing now?"

"Yes, yes, he was very..." Cynthia brushed her hair in a concealed manner, "We... We talked about this, and he was indeed..."

She lowered her eyes and smiled.

"...a little frightened."

After a pause, he raised his voice again and said, "However, recently he has improved a lot - he is recovering, just like me not long ago. I haven't seen him with my own eyes, and I don't know if he will choose to appear again in the future In the public eye, it's his decision and I have no right to interfere with it - but yes, he's doing really well, as far as I know."

"Oh, that's good news!" Jacob looked pleased. "For us, it's enough to know that he's doing well—permit me to one last question."

Cynthia: "? What's the problem?"

Jacob coughed.

"You...will you continue to be together in the future?" He asked in a low voice.

Some audience members screamed "Ah" in a low voice, and then fell silent.

Everyone held their breath and concentrated.

Cynthia paused, looked under the stands, touched her nose, and smiled.

"You seem to be looking forward to it." She sighed.

"Of course! I mean, of course!" Jacob exclaimed with wide eyes, "Although everyone was not very optimistic about this relationship at first, after the explosion, everyone was moved by the atmosphere between you two When it comes, we all hope that this story will have a happy ending."

Cynthia stared into the expectant eyes of the audience, was silent for a while, and sighed softly.

"Do you all treat it like a fairy tale?" she asked in a low voice, "but it's not a story, and it doesn't necessarily have a clear ending. My relationship with Bruce was not always very pleasant. Before the explosion, we had a quarrel, and if I remember correctly, we haven’t seen each other for several days.”

When she said this, the scene was already silent.

Jacob swallowed, and said hesitantly: "Uh...you mean..."

"As you think now, that's right." Cynthia nodded, "My last parting farewell was not all to comfort him—well... how should I put it? It can also be said that it was all to comfort him After all, I don't want him to recall the previous relationship and disputes after I left, and still have residual guilt towards me. You know, he is a very good person, and I didn't complain about him at all. We just ..."

She paused.

“…we just have very different philosophies in some places.”

Jacob stared blankly at her for a long while, forgetting about the effect of the show, until Cynthia raised her eyebrows at him, then opened her mouth and said dryly: "So...so you won't get back together ,Yeah?"

"I don't know." Cynthia shook her head honestly, "Actually, since I opened my eyes again, until now, I have a very unreal feeling. What is happening now seems to be a matter of the next life, and the previous Everything has passed, as if it has been far away from me. Looking back on the days when I was with him, I am no longer angry, nor happy...I am just very sad."

"At this stage, I don't know what I want at all. I just hope that everyone can treat me as his ex-girlfriend, just like his thousands and thousands before him," she said.

"But you are different from thousands of them." Jacob showed a rare stubbornness in front of the camera, "You changed him. You made him disappear for a whole year."

"He's just too scared, Jacob." Cynthia lowered her eyes sadly, "I was also very sad when I found out about this. I'm very sorry for him. It has nothing to do with him, but it made his The mental damage has been incalculable."

Jacob was silent for a while, shrugged, and said, "Oh, Mr. Wayne, who was hospitalized because of extreme sports every month before, was scared. I really can't imagine it."

The audience laughed involuntarily from their choked throats.

"Please, Jacob." Cynthia said helplessly.

"Okay, okay." Jacob throws up his hands in surrender, "Whoa, I guess we're going to blow up this episode, think about how much I'm going to get out of your mouth."

"I'm not ashamed to make them public. On the contrary, I want everyone to know about it," Cynthia said quietly.

"Then you've picked the right show. There's no other show in America where you can do that—dare I say it."

Jacob dra raised his chin hilariously again, and raised his arms amid the laughter of the audience.

"Ladies and gentlemen, this is the end of this episode, let us once again thank Cynthia for coming - Luna, the most holy woman in the world, the resurrected actress, Cynthia!"

Under the stage, the applause lasted for a long time.