There is no need for her to love someone who doesn't care about herself.

Bai Ya made a decision, stood up, walked into the bathroom, looked at herself in the mirror, and tapped the pool with her fingers, "Bai Ya, don't be sad, everyone has the right to choose. He doesn't love you, it's not that you can control, you can't control it, you can't control it, the forced melon is not sweet, the forced love will only end tragedy, and only you know the pain in the middle.

However, as long as you don’t love him, you will not be hurt or feel wronged.

He loves anyone, it has nothing to do with you. You just need to remember that no one in this world loves you, only you love yourself, don’t commit suicide, don’t despair, don’t hurt others, and don’t hurt yourself.”

Bai Ya withdrew her hand and the surroundings became quiet again.

Her eyes dimmed, okay, she failed to hypnotic herself.

She still felt the pain in her heart and the sadness of a knife. At the same time, she felt very sad and wanted to numb herself with hypnosis.

It’s a pity that she knew too well that she was hypnotizing, but she couldn’t.

Bai Ya brushed her teeth, lay on the bed for a while, closed her eyes, and told herself not to think about anything, and her heart still felt ache.

She picked up her phone and broadcast an 11-digit number casually.

She didn't know where the other party was, whether it was a man or a woman, an elderly person or a child, but she wanted to find a stranger to tell her.

After saying that, I may not be as sad as I am now.

The phone number was three times and the other party answered.

"Hey, who?" A man's voice was very deep and sounded very steady.

"Hello, may I ask... has you disturbed your rest?" Bai Ya said apologetically.

"What's the matter?" the other party said frankly.

Bai Ya felt that her behavior was quite abrupt. She felt that she was in a bad mood, so she asked a stranger to tell her that after spitting out, she might not feel as stressed as she is now, but she found that she couldn't say it at all.

"I'm sorry, I'm disturbing." Bai Ya hung up the phone.

The other party called again, and his tone was not very good, "What the hell is it, tell me!"

"I just want to have someone to chat."

"You're sick."

Bai Ya raised the corners of her mouth slightly, her eyes became wet, and she said lightly: "Yes, I am sick and mentally ill. After returning to China, I had frequent attacks. When I fell, I didn't know what I was doing. After I fell, I had no strength and suddenly woke up. Oh, it turned out that I was sick again."

"You are the same?" the other party asked suspiciously.

The word "Yes" suddenly made Bai Ya want to laugh.

She called her randomly and actually called her patient.

What kind of fate is that?

"My first husband married me because of revenge. After three years of sexless marriage, I watched him have fun with other women every day, and later divorced.

I fell in love with a man. This man saved me several times from the fire and fire. He said he liked me and I repayed his feelings. Later, this man lost his memory, forgot me, and only remembered his ex-girlfriend. I was very desperate and committed suicide.

I was rescued by someone else. I looked at my friend crying. Suddenly I felt that I could not let my relatives hurt and my enemy was happy. I chose to study abroad for psychology.

From that time on, I knew that there was something wrong with my psychology and wanted to save myself. I became a famous psychologist. I could cure others, but I couldn’t cure myself.

I married the man who had lost his memory. On the first day of my marriage, I saw him with other women.

My heart hurts so much that I wish I had no heart. Maybe it would be a little better.

I tried to hypnotize myself, but failed." Bai Ya said all her psychological pain. After saying that, she felt better, as if a tight string had been relaxed.

The other man was silent.

"Thank you for listening to my nagging. It's very late. I won't bother you anymore. Go to bed early and stay up late will easily lead to short-lived life. This is true." Bai Ya said softly.

"Are you a psychiatrist?" the man asked.

Bai Ya thought that if he listened to his nagging for free, he should be rewarded. "I am a psychiatrist who cannot treat my own illness. If you are willing to believe me, I can give it a try, it's free."

"I just tend to lose my temper. When I lose my temper, I will throw things, curse people, scold my parents, scold my brother, and scold my girlfriend. Now I am betrayal of everyone. I think none of my company's employees like me. Sometimes I want to change it, but I just can't. I listen to my employees calling me a devil, a lunatic, or a pervert behind my back." The man said in confusion.

Bai Ya didn't feel like she was awakened by her when she heard his voice.

He was very quiet, he spoke strongly, his voice was steady, and he didn't drink.

"You live alone now, and you are still working at midnight at twelve to half past the night.

You are a person who is very serious about work and has a strong sense of responsibility.

You are very sensitive, you have enjoyed honors that others have never enjoyed, experienced many setbacks, and the gaze that others look down upon.

You are very conceited, you have strong ambitions, you care very much about what others think of you, and you are very tired.

When you lose your temper, it may be that the employees do not meet your requirements. You feel that you are far away from your goals and feel that you are a loser. The last thing you want to be is a loser." Bai Ya analyzed.

"Do you know me?" The man was surprised.

"I don't know you. You think many people are staring at you and jokes. In fact, they don't care about you, they just look at your meal. What really cares about you is that even if you scold me, they will still care about you and will not leave you. Such people are actually by your side."

The man was silent.

"One day, you are very successful. When you show off your success to the whole world, you will find that no one wants to see you. Even if you find someone to say how successful you are, no one wants to hear you, especially those who knew you before or those who once despised you, do you know why?" Bai Ya asked back.

"Because my success will make them sad and feel uncomfortable." The man said clearly.

"Yes, this is human nature. They not only won't worship you, but also will be jealous of you. What's even more terrifying is hating you. You have used 100% of your efforts to hurt your closest relatives and beloved, but you have been hated by others. Is it interesting?" Bai Ya explained.

"I think what you said makes sense."

"Don't be radical, live a good life, and slowly do your career under the premise of a good life.

Let you become the benefit of others, you will get help from everyone. When you reach a certain level, everyone hopes that you will be better because you are better, so that they can be better.

Slow down and sometimes mistakes are good things. Give you experience and let you not make any mistakes when you succeed, then you will never fall down.” Bai Ya said softly.

"I think I suddenly became much more enlightened when I heard you say this, and I was no longer depressed. Why can't you cure others but you can't cure yourself?"

"I don't know." Bai Ya said, reminding her mobile phone that a phone call came in.
Chapter completed!