Chapter 1171 Depression
Before coming to the hospital, I even looked up some information on purpose, for fear that I might have some serious health problems!
But after much research, Song Shuran found that it seemed to be only slightly related to depression.
"Depression? That doesn't make sense. I'm just a little stressed out. How could I possibly be sick?"
Song Shuran shook her head subconsciously. She didn't think she had depression and couldn't help but excuse herself.
Perhaps it is because of this that I feel a little reluctant about going to the hospital.
I don't want to admit it, nor do I want to know what the truth of the matter is!
"Didn't you go to the hospital? Why are you back suddenly?"
When colleagues saw Song Shuran, they asked curiously, especially noticing Song Shuran's pale face, without a trace of blood!
The whole person looks like a porcelain white doll, like a young lady who was kept in captivity in a high-rise building in the Chinese century.
Without sunlight every day, my skin became as pale as wallpaper.
"Yes, I think you really don't seem to be well. Otherwise, why don't you go to the hospital for another checkup?"
Feeling that Song Shuran looked gloomy and not angry at all, everyone was quite worried and asked tentatively.
Song Shuran shook her head very slowly, rejecting her colleagues' kindness.
"No, I've been there. I just said that I might have been under too much pressure recently and didn't get enough rest. I'll take a day off in a couple of days, so I can just rest more."
This excuse was quite reasonable and well-founded. Although everyone was a little skeptical, they soon put the matter behind them.
Afterwards, Song Shuran quickly discussed with the foreman and decided to take a day off.
"Don't think you're young and ruin your body. Take good care of it. Your body is the capital of the revolution, understand?"
The foreman was also a kind-hearted person. He repeated the instructions over and over again, and he was very serious about it.
Song Shuran forced a smile and nodded obediently, "I will."
The foreman hesitated for a moment, and seeing the embarrassed expression on Song Shuran's face, he didn't say the words that were on the tip of his tongue.
"Well, I've approved three days of leave for you. Just rest well at home. The company won't be back for a while, and we're not short of people here, so don't worry."
"OK."
Song Shuran nodded obediently, then simply packed up her things and returned to her rental house.
After returning home, he sat on the sofa alone, motionless.
I felt that everything around me was so unfamiliar, as if I was in darkness, and it seemed that I would be swallowed up and disappear in the next second.
Song Shuran couldn't help but reach out and gently rub her temples, sighing.
"It should be, it should be wrong. How could it be depression? It must be fake. It must be because I was under too much pressure these past two days and didn't get enough rest."
I found several excuses for myself and racked my brains to convince myself, and I managed to fool myself.
In fact, Song Shuran was so insightful, how could she not understand it? It was simply because she didn't want to admit this fact!
I woke up early the next morning and stared at the ceiling stupidly. After a long time, so long that my stomach started to growl, I slowly moved to the kitchen.
"Fry an egg, heat a cup of milk, and make a sandwich..."
I seemed to have lost the ability to think, so I directly found a nutritious breakfast on the Internet and followed the instructions step by step.
Although I am in a bad mood, I have to admit that I still have the ability.
The sandwiches made were also fresh and delicious, making people's mouths water! But this person was Song Shuran, on the contrary, she had no appetite at all!
Song Shuran drank some milk reluctantly, ate half an egg, took a bite of the sandwich, and then couldn't eat any more.
I just put it aside and ignored it.
"Why do I have no appetite when I'm stressed?"
Completely confused, he reached out his hand and gently pressed his flat belly. He could clearly feel hungry, but he had no appetite at all.
"Perhaps, it's because the food in front of me isn't tasty enough?"
Song Shuran thought about it for a long time, but after thinking for a long time, she still couldn't think of what she wanted to eat.
We can even say bluntly that even if there is a full banquet in front of him, he will not pick up his chopsticks.
"Go out, go for a walk. Maybe after walking around and interacting with more people, you'll work up an appetite."
It was like comforting myself. I hurriedly found an excuse, packed up briefly, and rushed out with my bag.
Walking alone on the street, one looks so lonely, especially with a gloomy atmosphere surrounding him.
On the other hand, others are sunny and bright, with bright smiles on their faces.
In this kind of environment, Song Shuran seemed even more out of place, and with her stunningly beautiful face, she easily attracted everyone's attention!
"Look, that girl is really artistic. She feels very artistic, don't you think?"
"You're telling me that's art? They're clearly in a bad mood, can't you see that?"
"Oh, that's not important. What's important is that she's really beautiful, much prettier than the Song Shuran I liked before!"
"What? Do you have any ideas?"
There were many similar conversations, and many people were talking behind her back. Many people's eyes were secretly on Song Shuran.
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