谁能拯救我?秋冬季节里一个阴雨绵绵的日子,傍晚五点刚过,外面的世界已沉浸在暮色中了。她不约而至,黑黑的脸上架着一副黑框眼镜,虽带有一丝笑意,却掩饰不了内心的苦涩。几天前收到她的一张纸条:“我好想找一个能够真正帮助我的人,一个真正的心理专家,带我走出这个阴影。我果真没有办法了,但我不知能拯救我的人在哪里?你能和我聊聊吗?”留言未署名,但画了一个醒目 Who can save me? A rainy autumn and winter season, just after five in the evening, the outside world has been immersed in the twilight. Her incessant, dark face framed with a pair of black-rimmed glasses, although with a trace of smile, but can not hide his inner bitterness. A few days ago she received a note: “I really want to find someone who can really help me, a real psychologist, take me out of this shadow I really can not, but I do not know to save me Where are you from? Can you talk to me? ”The message was not signed but drew a striking note