You Owe Me, My Love

Bai Rong went to a place near the university.

That restaurant was located in an alley where cars weren’t allowed.

Therefore, they parked the car elsewhere and went there on foot. Along the way, they passed by Bai Rong’s alma mater.

There were students drifting in and out of the university.

She had graduated for almost seven years. Looking at her alma mater after so many years, she still felt a sense of familiarity for some inexplicable reason.

“Do you know what I thought about all the time when I was in university?” Bai Rong asked Gu Mingchen.

The latter gazed at her and made a guess. “Graduation?”

Hearing that, Bai Rong cast a smile as her eyes curled into a crescent shape. “You’re right. I wanted to get out of the university so badly,” she answered.

“Why? You got good grades, didn’t you?” Gu Mingchen asked in confusion.

“Actually, I think people’s beliefs and values are shaped by their university life. There are too many influencing factors—the disparity between the rich and the poor, emotional issues, relationship problems, difficulty in coping with university life, peer influence, endless temptations, and so on. A person’s beliefs and values usually change after encountering an unfortunate or traumatic event,” Bai Rong lamented.

“I remember that there was a counseling room in every school, and there were a few part-time counselors on duty.” Gu Mingchen went with the flow of her topic.

“Many of those who work in Mu Xiaosheng’s research institute are working as part-time counselors in various high schools. However, many people have insufficient knowledge and awareness about mental illnesses. Most of the time, people just deny having such illnesses because they think it’s an embarrassment. Some of them don’t even think they are mentally ill. As a result, the number of suicides due to depression grew significantly over the past decade,” Bai Rong chatted casually with Gu Mingchen.

“I’m no expert in psychology, but I can see that more and more people are suffering from mental illnesses. I once attended a lecture and learned that mental illnesses are prevalent nowadays. Almost everybody has shown symptoms of mental illnesses, more or less. According to the statistics, two out of ten people have depression. In fact, I’m curious. What made you decide to become a psychologist instead of a gynecologist?” asked Gu Mingchen.

Suddenly, a student riding a bicycle sped out of the university.

Reflexively, Gu Mingchen held Bai Rong’s waist and pulled her toward him.

away and just allowed him to hold her in

streetlamp glowed dimly, shrouding the pair in a cloak

into Gu Mingchen’s

several reasons why she opted for

mother was a psychiatric patient, another reason was that she realized she had a

her psychological problem. “All kinds of reasons, I guess. After my mom recovers, I’ll

Mingchen replied

the pleasant ambience while they were together. The chilly wind was blowing, but it wasn’t

coat and

Bai Rong smiled at him. “Thank

the place

just around here.” Bai Rong scanned the

high-rise buildings had been erected, and the small shops that

there was a shop run by a married couple. They had a cute daughter who couldn’t differentiate words like ‘I’ and ‘you.’ If you told her, ‘you’re naughty,’ she would reply, ‘I’m naughty.’ The couple were really good cooks. The fish broth they made was exceptional, and it cost only ten a bowl. Usually, I would add on a bowl of white rice.

up as she recalled

Gu Mingchen said with a soft smile on his

trip! Well, it’s too bad that we’re getting

of restaurants here? Let’s just pick one.” Gu Mingchen took her

and the restaurant was crowded with people. A group of enthusiastic male students

that, Bai Rong instantly felt like she was back

which Bai Rong cleaned with a piece

over. “May I

boss,

longer renting the small store. We bought this restaurant a few years ago,” replied

best, lady boss. You’re a very good cook. Are the fish broth and