THE HEALING SUNSHINE

THE HEALING SUNSHINE

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☯ To Lalisa, Jeon Jungkook is the joy in her childhood, a cup of coffee in her teenage years, that kite especially painted just for her, that part of A Chinese Odyssey she never finished, that irreplaceable longing and love in her dull life. Lisa chased after his back, followed in his footsteps, liked the things that he liked. To Lisa, the whole of her youth, from the moment she met Jungkook, was carved with only one name. To Jungkook, Lisa is the soft ray of light at dawn, the warmest existence, the care kept deepest in his heart. He has once, for the sake of his dreams, forsaken her, hurt her, but in the end, he returned by her side. She is the very first of his memories, as well as the Lisa he loves the most. ☯ ⚠This book isn't written by me nor translated by me whole credits goes to author:Mo Bao Fei Bao translator:productiveprocrastination *************
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Lisa stood before her patient's canvas, where chaotic strokes of red and black collided with raw emotion. The lady within seemed nearly invisible amid the intensity. A shiver ran down Lisa's spine as she remembered her first session with Jungkook, his pain wrapping around her like fog. Entranced by the painting, she felt its hues whisper secrets to her. "If you can't be my muse, make me yours," he had once whispered, a haunting echo in her mind. Her heart raced; she knew she couldn't cross that line. He was fragile, emerging from heartbreak. Yet here she stood, caught between desire and professionalism. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------ Note This story touches on mild depression but will not explore it in depth. The character's experience will not be described using psychological terminology; instead, it will focus on the therapy session and its dynamics. While it may not adhere strictly to actual therapeutic methods, this is a work of fiction.

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