One day, when Li Luohao was still relatively conscious, he dragged his weary body to see a psychiatrist. The final diagnosis matched his own guess: moderate depression.,Li Luohao endured the pressure in his heart, forcing a smile at Wang Dali. Although Li Luohao couldn't see his own smile, he was very clear in his heart: this smile must have been uglier than crying.,This scolding came out of nowhere, you don't even need to look up to know it was Dean Wang!。