Li Younan lowered his head and continued chopping a fresh spring onion.
Chen Rui said, "I have a bit of anxiety disorder, do you know what that is?"
Li Younan shook his head honestly, "Not really sure, what are you anxious about?"
Chen Rui shrugged, "It's not about what you're anxious about, um... how to say? Anxiety disorder, anxiety is just its name, but it's not quite the same as the anxiety that ordinary people understand. Specifically, it's easy to lose focus, and I always feel that unfamiliar places are dangerous, or that there's unfinished business at a place I just left, which affects safety. For example, when I went out today, I called my mom several times to ask her to check if the chargers were unplugged in the room."
Li Younan lightly furrowed his brow, but his hands kept moving as he nodded, "I kind of get it, it sounds like OCD..."
Chen Rui nodded and didn't elaborate, "There's some connection..."
