The desire that he had suppressed for two months consumed him. He took her hand and walked out.
As soon as we got home and closed the door, I kissed her.
"She's back," he said to himself, overjoyed.
There was nothing wrong.
That was just his wishful thinking.
But when he woke up the next morning and saw the person lying next to him, the strange feeling returned.
He just couldn't understand why. It was just one night.
This was driving him nuts.
During working hours, Jerry came in to report on his work. After he finished, he looked up and asked, "Jerry, do you believe in the exchange of souls?"
Jerry was puzzled. "What?"
"Forget it." He waved his hand and felt that he must have gone crazy.
He saw a psychologist who said he might have been under too much pressure recently.
He started putting in more overtime in his office.
He grew more reluctant to go home.