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"You don't like watching news programs because your dad didn't let you watch cartoons when you were young, but only showed you news and wanted you to know about national affairs. I remember."

"When you were young, you thought it was cool to be a pilot, and you took it as a dream to be a pilot, and you have been working hard, but your grades are very bad..."

"Hmm..." Shi Xiujie's two hands were picking at Chu Sha's hand covering his mouth.

Chu Sha hugged Shi Xiujie who almost fell to the ground, and sat on the toilet with him in his arms. He took out his mobile phone and continued to write down, "You like beef best, and you hate goose and lamb, right?"

"Stop talking." Shi Xiujie was resting on Chu Sha's shoulders profusely sweating, and he clapped his fingers on Chu Sha's back angrily when he heard Chu Sha's more and more exaggerated words.

Chu Sha held Shi Xiujie's buttocks and pulled him into his arms. He lowered his head and kissed Shi Xiujie's neck, "The passengers are probably asleep. Do you want to take me to your staff dormitory?"

"Go out first."

The lounges for crew members are on the upper deck of the first-class cabin and the upper deck of the aft cabin. The space is closed and cramped, and they can’t rest well at all. The petite stewardesses are fine, but the slightly bigger ones are less empty. When they lie down, the whole bed is so crowded that it’s almost impossible to sleep. stuck inside.

As soon as Shi Xiujie opened the door, he saw the purser, who was looking at him and Chu Sha with a smile, and he blushed instantly.

"It's okay, just be quiet next time."

Seeing that Shi Xiujie almost fled away, Meng Zhouzhou turned to look at Chu Sha, "Aren't you on vacation? Why are you here again..."

"By the way." Chu Sha straightened his messy hair, "Give me a bed."

Private clinic

"In the past, I often dreamed of that woman. She always liked to dress me in the clothes she liked. Every time I had nightmares, I had her. She chased me. Later, the person who chased me became My mother, they are all scary..."

Chu Sha opened his eyes and looked at the ceiling, his fingers tapped the leather recliner regularly, "My mother thought it was the nanny's fault, she said that if the woman hadn't molested me, I wouldn't have shadowed women, so Like men, get together with men. In fact, no matter what excuse you use, it's just as ridiculous."

"Push away the stones that are pressing on your heart, and do more things that relax you, such as riding a bicycle, taking a walk, or climbing a mountain. Have you exercised recently?"

"I made an appointment with three people last night. The day before yesterday I slept with the flight attendant of the crew, and the co-pilot and the flight attendant of the other crew the day before yesterday..." Chu Sha seriously recalled the exercise he did, "I also attended a party and slept with him. Seven? Eight? Countless."

"How's your sleep?" The psychiatrist sat on the sofa with a notebook and a pen in his hand, "Have you had any more nightmares?"

"No nightmares."

"Have you met any new friends?"

Thinking of Shi Xiujie, Chu Sha hesitated and nodded.

Mentally ill people never go to treatment, only those who are hurt see a doctor.

"You have to try to let go of the grudges in your heart, and try a different life with new friends."

"I tried it before, but I was abandoned." Chu Sha shook his head, and he ate a candy, "Doctor, no one will love me, and I don't need love from others, so don't feed me chicken soup, I will dislike."

"Want to sleep?"

"Okay." Chu Sha slowly closed his eyes, he really wanted to sleep.

"He was under a lot of pressure at that time, and he would see a psychologist for counseling every month."

"Can this be said?"

"can."

"I want to record the process of our falling in love, and come back to see it when we are seventy or eighty."

"It seems that you are very sweet, but Chu Sha told me before that you often quarrel."

"If you stay together for a long time, you will have disputes."

"What was the last time you had a fight?"

"He thought I was cutting my nails too loudly."

"He thinks the sound of my pages turning is too loud."

"Everyone needs to cut their nails, but reading is not necessary. Who reads before making love?"

"me."

"I urged him to go to bed, but he said he would wait until he finished reading that page, what? The book is prettier than mine?"

"You cut your nails all over my face."

"You just don't want to sleep in the same bed as me, miss your old night life?"

"Stop arguing, we are still recording."

"To shut up."

"You say, whose fault is it?"

"I have nothing to say to you, I'm going to ride a bicycle."

"Then we won't record today? You...you can make a summary, so I can cut it."

"In any case, we are very happy to have met each other."