My online ex-girlfriend is Bronya

He finally understood why Bronya was so sure that she could do it.

I finally understood why she kept it from me and refused to tell me.

Psychological Counseling Room......

He is not sick!

Really!

Pickled Fish Hotpot: I am mentally healthy, really fine!

Ural Silver Wolf: Bronya just wanted to be on the safe side

Ural Silver Wolf: Bronya has already paid the money. If you don't go, Bronya will have to put the bill on you.

Pickled fish hotpot;???

Ural Silver Wolf: Bronya doesn't like to waste

Pickled Fish Hotpot: But I really have no problem!

Su Fang was a little overwhelmed. Although he couldn't explain it clearly, he knew for sure that there was nothing wrong with him!

Ural Silver Wolf: How do you prove that there is nothing wrong with you?

Pickled Fish Hotpot: There is something wrong with asking a normal person to prove that there is nothing wrong with him!

Ural Silver Wolf: Well, the logic is clear, it seems that there is no big problem

Pickled fish hotpot: Then?

Ural Silver Wolf: No

Ural Silver Wolf: In the words of Shenzhou, we are here now

Now that you're here, is this how you're supposed to use it?

Pickled fish hotpot: It works well, don’t use it next time

After turning off his phone, Su Fang took a deep breath. It seemed that he couldn't escape this disaster today.

No matter what, the girl always had good intentions.

Just being considered a psychopath or something...

I can't hold it in any longer.

He knocked on the door.

"Please come in."

Hearing the reply, Su Fang reached out to push the door, and as soon as he opened the door, he smelled the scent of sandalwood.

The smell is not strong but very pleasant.

Su Fang couldn't help but take a breath before walking in.

As soon as he walked in, a screen blocked his view.

The whole room is decorated very elegantly, like the rooms in the castles in TV dramas.

The difference is that this place does not appear elegant.

The dim light falls on my shoulders. I don’t know if it’s a psychological effect, but just looking at it makes me feel at ease.

"Hello?"

Su Fang took the initiative to say hello.

"Yes, Mr. Su Fang, right?"

The woman's voice was even more hypnotic, soft and light, and there was even a barely perceptible smile in her tone.

"Yes."

Su Fang responded.

"Well, please come over here."

There seemed to be magic in the woman's voice, which made Su Fang walk over involuntarily.

What caught my eye was a brown-haired woman wearing a nun's uniform.

She crossed her hands in front of her chest, her expression as if she was praying.

Hearing the footsteps, she slowly raised her eyelids, and her blue eyes quickly met Su Fang's.

Good, such a sacred feeling...

"sit down."

she said softly.

Su Fang sat on the sofa opposite the woman.

"Tell me, why are you here?"

To guard and defend…cross out.

"I do not know either."

Su Fang shook his head.

"It's a friend who insisted that I come and see it."

"Well, I already know your origins."

The woman didn't seem surprised by his answer. After all, there were quite a lot of patients who felt they were not sick.

"Then why did your friends let you come here?"

"Because she thinks I'm sick."

"Then why does she feel this way?"

"This is a misunderstanding, a misunderstanding that cannot be explained in a few words."

Su Fang smiled bitterly and shook his head. He wanted to explain it clearly to Bronya.

But this time she only asked him to see a psychiatrist, because he was afraid that after he told the truth, Bronya would trick him into a mental hospital.

This little girl has small breasts and is not tall, but she is very conceited.

"Please don't worry, no one else here will know about this."

The woman's expression and tone were very gentle.

"Please don't resist, you can try to trust me."

Su Fang sighed.

"All right, doctor."

Anyway, I paid to see a regular doctor, so it doesn't seem like a big deal to talk to him.

He has been under a lot of pressure recently.

While busy with comics, I also have to consider the debt problem.

Although Bronya said that she was not in a hurry to pay it back and there was no interest.

But the Soviet side will always keep this matter in mind.

"If you thought the world was going to end, would you stockpile supplies and plan for the future?"

The woman seemed a little confused by the question. She pondered for a moment and then nodded.

"I think I will."

"Obviously, I did the same."

Su Fang spread his hands.

"..."

She seemed to know why this guy came to see a psychiatrist.

"But I know that I think the end of the world is just a coincidental misunderstanding."

"You didn't investigate its authenticity at first, did you?"

"..."

"This is also a misjudgment of existing knowledge."

Su Fang coughed awkwardly.

"I trusted my own judgment a little too much at the time."

"But in my opinion, you are not a blindly confident person. Why do you make such a judgment?"

"Because the stupid netizens hurt me."

Besides not deceiving me, these stupid netizens also try to harm me.

The woman blinked her eyes in confusion, looking a little silly and cute.

She obviously didn't understand what Su Fang meant.

“This is also a miscarriage of justice.”

......

Chapter 10: Will this loose one pass the review?

Half an hour later, Su Fang finally explained the matter to the doctor in front of him without revealing that he was a time traveler.

The woman smiled.

"Mr. Su Fang, you are in good health."

"Thank you."

For some reason, Su Fang's eyes suddenly filled with tears.

"Then can I go?"

"Of course, it's your freedom."

The woman did not force him to stay.

"But I want to remind you that there are still two hours until the end of the psychological consultation."

The woman's implication was simple.

Even if there is not enough time, you still have to charge that much money.

"..."

The Soviet side has firmly established itself again.

"Now that we're here, let's talk about something else."

Well, I have to say, now that this is here, it is really a universal excuse.

It’s not that I’m reluctant to spend money.

The woman just chuckled but didn't say much.

"You seem to be under a lot of pressure lately."

"The pressure is indeed quite high. The doctor has a good eye."

The woman smiled slightly and slowly stood up.

"Please follow me."