If it were before, Song Shuran would have noticed it keenly, felt disgusted, disliked it, and would have left quickly.
But at this moment, my nerves were dull and I was like a wooden man. I couldn't feel the burning gazes of others at all.
At this time, a girl with short hair said: "Miss, why don't you go to the hospital? I think you are not in good condition."
Song Shuran shook her head slightly, smiled and said, "I'm fine, thank you for your concern."
"You still think you're fine? You should get checked out. I had a friend who was in the same situation as you before, and the final examination showed that he was depressed. But he took medicine and is now recovered."
"I'm just really stressed out, how could I be depressed? I'm so positive all day long, always smiling, how can I be depressed?"
The girl sighed and seriously retorted, "Just because you have a smile on your face doesn't mean you're not depressed! It's different. Look at yourself, don't you see the problem? You're lifeless and exhausted all day long, aren't you?"
"But how could it be depression? I, how could I have depression?"
Song Shuran couldn't figure it out and began to doubt herself. Was she also suffering from depression?
Indeed, the behavior during this period was indeed very abnormal. Even if others didn't say it, how could I, as the person involved, not feel it?
Gloomy, without a trace of life, the whole person is listless, without any energy at all!
And it's not intermittent, it's continuous. My mood is getting worse and worse, my emotions are getting worse and worse, and I feel like the whole world is dark.
Song Shuran blinked her eyes, took a deep breath, and gasped for air. Suddenly, she felt a little scared.
“So, I really have depression?”
I took two deep breaths, and after a while, I gradually calmed down.
There was nothing to be confused about. Now that I knew what was going on, why not go to the hospital and have a look? It would only take a few hours, and I had some free time anyway.
After Song Shuran made up her mind, she took a taxi and went to the hospital in the city center to register and wait.
Time passed very slowly, especially in the hospital. Sitting alone in the corridor outside, watching people around me walking together, I felt more and more lonely.
"Next time, if there's a next time, believe it or not, I'll tell Mom directly. You obviously have a bad stomach, but you still eat spicy food every day. What? Do you think you've lived too long?"
"Honey, I was wrong. There won't be a next time! Don't worry, from now on I'll do whatever you say! I'll eat whatever you tell me to eat!"
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