696 Star Best Options (19)

Qi Dui said every word, but he actually didn't know what he was saying.

The most he could say was this. Admiral Ji Lin is a staunch perfectionist, and all actions are based on rules.

Other options are risky and no one can take responsibility.

The moment Ji Lin raised his head, his teammates who had plucked up the courage to express their opinions looked away hastily.

"That's it."

That’s what it meant.

The young admiral whispered to himself softly, his eyelashes covering his dark brown pupils looking a little empty.

It was something he couldn't relate to, but he knew rules could be broken, just like today's date.

The review after the date was particularly important. As far as Suna was concerned, the weird feeling in her heart was vaguely explained.

It is more accurate to say that a date arranged by the allocation committee is an opportunity for both men and women to get along, and they do not necessarily have to be lovers.

When she came back from the tour, what impressed her was not the ease with which she chatted and laughed with the young man in the bustling street cafe, but the shock when she saw Twenty-Ten at the window, who even stole a bottle of milk.

A very common thing.

The muscles on his cheeks were twitching faintly, and there was nothing he could do about it, but that scene was arbitrary.

"...Good morning, Miss Qiao?"

A male voice sounded tentatively at the office door. Suna regained consciousness and breathed silently: "Please come in."

Suna's main job now is at the base, but he can still receive this kind of simple emotional counseling, and the effect is still better face-to-face.

This person contacted her online in advance and came over after finalizing the date.

"Do you need anything to drink?" Suna asked casually, observing calmly.

The man was very reserved when he first stepped through the door and quickly glanced around. The interior of the office is spacious and bright, and the decoration is clean and comfortable. But he still bent his neck uncomfortably, not daring to take another look.

It's as if he wants to hide himself, but has nowhere to escape.

Based on the connection between the information and reality, Suna initially judged that the man named Moqi was a social terrorist.

Every step forward, you must prepare yourself mentally to avoid fleeing.

Mo Qi sat on the soft sofa, his knees tightly together, and his breathing was somewhat suppressed: "No, no need."

Suna then motioned to the assistant on the side to prepare two cups of hot water and come back later when the conversation was almost over.

There were only two people left in the room.

Suna calmed his voice: "Moqi, please explain the situation in detail."

Morsutton experts generally work with people with emotional disorders, helping others understand and express their emotions. And this person's emotions obviously don't have much of a problem, and he understands them.

"I...want to chase a girl."

After a moment of silence, the man lowered his head and said, "We met by chance in a virtual game. We have added each other as friends and have been in contact online."

After saying something, he took a breath and tried to relax.

"We will meet in real life in a few days, but I am so nervous every day that I can't even sleep well just thinking about it."

After understanding the situation, this kind of consulting is only a part-time job for Suna. She thought for a moment, looked away to make the other person feel more comfortable, and asked:

"Then do you want to go out? I mean the innocent kind."

Mo Qi shook his head without any hesitation and said, "I just... want to see her."

Even if I take a step today and take the initiative to contact and meet with an emotional expert, it is just to force myself to overcome it.

The other party deliberately separated a whole row of sofas, but his body was still unable to restrain himself, like a bow being stretched tightly.

The mask and hat were stored in a locker in the cubicle, and until now he still had some difficulty breathing.