Chen Ge and the outside world are separated by a barbed wire window. Standing at the window, he can smell the fragrance of flowers, feel the sun, be blown by the breeze, and see the people he misses, but he just can't get out. .
The outside world is beautiful and real, but the world belongs to those people outside.
His fingers grabbed the barbed wire, and the rust rubbed against his skin. Chen Ge silently watched the haunted house on the west side of the park and the actress dressed as a ghost.
Although the other party put on ghost makeup, Chen Ge was still able to recognize her at a glance.
"You take good treatment, and when your symptoms are relieved and you can be discharged with the approval of the director, you can go to her." Dr. Gao was very kind to Chen Ge. He was aware of Chen Ge's tragic experience, except for the doctor's treatment of the patient. In addition to his own responsibility, he also sympathized with Chen Ge very much.
"Can I go out when I'm sick?" Chen Ge longed for the outside world. He stared at the actress intently. The actress who was selling tickets in the paradise also seemed to sense something and turned to look at the hospital.
The eyes of the two met, and Chen Ge wanted to dodge subconsciously, but he quickly discovered that the actress was not malicious, there was no discrimination or disgust in her eyes, just a curiosity.
Perhaps seeing Chen Ge's uneasy look, the actress with the ghostly makeup showed a light smile.
It only took a second or two for the eyes to cross each other, and the actress started to work again, handing out flyers to passing tourists, holding up billboards, and vigorously recommending her haunted house.
"Is the former me like her, or is she playing the former me..."
There were always two opposing thoughts in Chen Ge's mind, and he couldn't tell whether it was instinct or a disease.
He also didn't dare to think deeply, the severe pain that seemed to tear his head was not something that anyone could easily bear.
Seeing Chen Ge standing by the window as usual, Dr. Gao sighed softly, and then quietly left.
The light on the horizon gradually softened, and there was a touch of orange in the dazzling sunlight. When the setting sun was blocked by tall buildings, there were only burning clouds left in the sky.
It's beautiful and beautiful.
Chen Ge stood by the window for an afternoon, the temperature slowly dropped, and the cool night wind penetrated down his neckline, and he shivered.
"it's dark."
Touching his heart, Chen Ge's mind flashed the surveillance footage that Dr. Gao showed him just now: "Is the beast-like person in the video really me?"
Surveillance doesn't lie. Chen Ge subconsciously felt that the surveillance images were trustworthy, and he seemed to have determined many things through surveillance before.
"My other name is Xu Yin? If the doctor didn't deceive me, when would he come?"
Looking at his body, Chen Ge felt a little unfamiliar. He leaned on the wall and sat on the bed.
It was already dark, but Chen Ge didn't choose to close the window. He always felt that he would be upset when he closed the window, and he felt that the whole room became depressed, like a maze with no exit.
"I really want to get out of here."
The park outside the window has been closed, but the lights are still on in the haunted house.
"Didn't she come home? Did she live in a haunted house all the time?"
"It must be very hard to clean such a big haunted house alone. It would be great if someone came to help her."
"No, why is she alone? She should also have her own parents..."
Thinking of this, there was another tingling pain in Chen Ge's head. Parents seemed to be a taboo in his heart. As long as he thought about things related to his parents, his brain would feel severe pain.
Holding his head in his hands, Chen Ge growled in pain, wrinkling the sheets with both hands.
"Bang, bang, bang!"
There was a knock on the door, and Dr. Gao pushed open the door of the ward. When he saw Chen Ge's appearance, he immediately ran to the bedside and guided Chen Ge to resume breathing.
After the pain in his brain subsided, Chen Ge collapsed on the hospital bed.
"Let go of yourself, don't think wildly, and have a good night's sleep." After Dr. Gao stepped aside, Chen Ge realized that there was another person standing behind Dr. Gao.
The man was young, with a cold face, as if he had an affective deficit.
"For various reasons, your previous two patients moved out of this ward. This is your new roommate. His name is Zuo Han."
There were a total of three beds in the ward. The patient named Zuo Han did not communicate with Chen Ge. With a cold face, he directly chose the bed near the door.
"Hope you have a good time together."
Dr. Gao briefly introduced Zuo Han. During this period, Xu Wan sent the food to the ward. After Chen Ge and Zuo Han finished eating, Dr. Gao took out the medicine bottle in his pocket.
He watched Chen Ge and Zuo Han take the medicine before leaving with Xu Wan.
The wind blew into the ward along the window, Zuo Han was sitting near the door, Chen Ge was lying by the window, and there was a hospital bed between them.
Neither of them spoke. After about ten minutes, Chen Ge broke the silence: "If you feel cold, I can close the window."
"No." Zuo Han replied with only two words. He stood up and checked the door. After the ward was not locked, he lay on the bed with his shoes on.
"You don't take off your shoes when you sleep?" Chen Ge vaguely felt that the name Zuo Han was familiar, but his brain memory couldn't match the name with the face in front of him. He had just taken the drug, and his thinking speed had obviously changed. slow.
Zuo Han stared at Chen Ge's face, and after a long time, he said coldly, "I don't take off my shoes so that I can escape from this room at any time."
"Why?" Chen Ge thought that he had also chosen to escape in the surveillance video. His brain became dull, but his senses were still sharp, which was like instinct.
"Because you are in this room, you are a very dangerous patient." Zuo Han gave Chen Ge a white look.
"Fifty steps with a hundred steps, if you were not sick, you wouldn't be imprisoned here." Chen Ge didn't feel how dangerous he was, he just felt that his mind was messed up, and he would feel severe pain if he thought about it for a long time. Time stopped thinking, and he felt that some memory fragments in his mind would disappear completely.
"I'm not sick, and there are indeed many people in this world who want to kill me. This is a fact, it's not that I'm sick." Zuo Leng smiled coldly: "Besides, even if I'm really sick, it's still different from you. far away."
"You know me? Have you heard about me?" Chen Ge's eyes changed.
Zuo Han shook his head, he opened his mouth, revealing the white tablet under the tip of his tongue: "The doctor only fed me half a tablet, and I just saw that he fed you two full tablets! So even if we are both sick , then your illness is much more serious than mine."
"You didn't take the medicine the doctor gave you?"
"The medicine is for patients, why do I need to take medicine when I'm not sick?" Zuo Han got up and walked to the door, his fingers slipped over the corner of his mouth, and took out the pills without a trace: "There is a surveillance outside the ward, and they want to shut me down. lifetime."
With the half tablet between his fingertips, Zuo Han ground the tablet little by little. He was very cautious and did not stop until the tablet became ashes.
"Can I ask more, what kind of disease did the doctor say you have?" From Chen Ge's point of view, it was obvious that Zuo Han was not a normal person.
"They said I had severe persecution paranoia, but I didn't believe a word of what they said, because I knew that those doctors had bad intentions. They didn't want to treat me at all, they wanted to harm me."
"Why do you think so?" A man with persecution paranoia was imprisoned in the hospital. He refused to take medicine, behaved strangely, and felt that the doctors were not saving him at all, but harming him. It just shows that he really suffers from persecution paranoia.
"No reason." Zuo Han paused: "Intuition tells me that things are not that simple. There are many things in this world that have problems. I can't tell you the specifics. If I can leave this hospital, there are countless ways to get there. prove."
"Then come on." Chen Ge looked at his leg wrapped in plaster: "It's almost impossible for me to escape."
There are many bruises on his body, a severe fracture of one leg has not yet recovered, his brain is sometimes awake and sometimes chaotic, as long as he thinks deeply, he will experience severe pain, and there seems to be another beast-like personality hidden in his body.
In this case, Chen Ge didn't think he could escape from the hospital.
"I want to leave too." Chen Ge looked at the paradise outside the window. The paradise at night was dark and without any light.
The ward became quiet again, and neither Chen Ge nor Zuo Han spoke again.
After turning off the bedside light, Chen Ge lay in the darkness.
Wrapped in darkness, he had a very comfortable feeling, as if he was finally no longer being watched by others.
"I haven't done anything all day, but why am I still so sleepy? Is it because of the medicine?" His eyelids became heavy, and Chen Ge glanced at Zuo Han's bed before falling asleep.
Zuo Han didn't fall asleep, he didn't take off his clothes and shoes, he was lying on the bed like a cheetah, his eyes were vigilantly watching the door, as if a bad guy would break in the next moment.
…
He could vaguely hear the sound of fingernails digging on the wooden board, Chen Ge opened his eyes in a daze, and he found a person standing at the door of the ward.
Left cold
Chen Ge didn't speak, he moved his eyes while pretending to be asleep.
On the hospital bed near the door, the quilt was bulging, and Zuo Han seemed to have put the pillow under the quilt.
Not daring to make any sound, Chen Ge quietly watched the figure in the dark.
After about a few minutes, the figure suddenly turned around, and he walked directly towards Chen Ge.
There was no sound of footsteps, the man moved slowly, and then stopped by Chen Ge's bed.
"you're awake?"
Zuo Han's voice came out of the figure's mouth, and Chen Ge knew that he was found, so he didn't continue to pretend: "What are you doing?"
"Of course I'm going to run away." Zuo Han whispered: "From the first time I saw you, I thought you were very familiar. Have I seen you somewhere?"
"Why are you suddenly asking this?" Chen Ge's voice was also very low.
"When I first moved in, there seemed to be someone standing outside the door. I suspect that the doctor and nurse didn't go far, so I can't talk to you in detail." Zuo Han sat beside Chen Ge's bed: "I must have seen it somewhere. You, that feeling can't be wrong. After all, I didn't think you were dangerous the first time I saw you, which is almost impossible for me."
"You know that the doctor may be outside, why did you take the initiative to say that you didn't take medicine? Aren't you afraid they would hear?" Chen Ge was a little puzzled.
"They know that I didn't take medicine, and I said this to deliberately expose my flaws so that they can relax." Zuo Han stared at Chen Ge's face: "Use the flaws they know to numb them and make them develop a kind of The feeling of being in control, when they actually don't know what's on my mind."
"You're pretty smart." Chen Ge instantly understood what Zuo Han meant. Zuo Han didn't tell the truth in his first conversation with him.
Zuo Han suspected that the doctor was just outside the door. He deliberately said those words and did those things, not hesitate to expose some small details, but also to confuse the doctor.
"When I see anyone in this world, I will feel a sense of caution in my heart, including the doctor and my parents, but you are the only exception." Zuo Han frowned: "It's strange, it's the first time I'm right A stranger opens up like that."
"Maybe it's because I'm kinder?"
"Maybe." Zuo Han lowered his voice even lower: "It's very difficult for me to escape from this place alone. I need help. If you are willing to help me, I can take you out with me."
"Are you sure we can escape?" Chen Ge's mind flashed from time to time the surveillance footage that Doctor Gao showed him, and he was terrified that he was dominated by animal nature.
"Not sure, but I know if I stay here again, I'm afraid I'll really go crazy." Zuo Han sat on the hospital bed in the middle of the room: "It's three o'clock in the morning, the nurses change their guards at zero in the evening, and they will be at zero. , 3:00 in the morning, these two time periods patrol the hospital, and each patrol lasts about half an hour."
"How did you know this?" Chen Ge looked at Zuo Han with a hint of doubt in his eyes.
"Are you worried that I'm from the hospital? Are you worried that I'm testing you?" Zuo Han was not only not angry, but the cold expression on his face softened a lot: "It seems that you and I are indeed the same people, we all take heart Doubt the world. It's not us, it's the world, you and I have realized that we live in a sick world."
Hearing Zuo Han's last sentence, Chen Ge felt a chill in his heart for no reason, as if the words "morbid world" had some kind of strong psychological hint, and he instinctively felt extremely disgusted by these words. It seems that only life and death enemies would say such things.
"Is this world really sick? Is it me who is sick? Or this world?" Chen Ge's head started to hurt again.
"Are you alright?" Zuo Han frowned. What he was looking for was a helper, not a burden. Chen Ge's body was too weak.
"My head often hurts inexplicably. Do you have similar symptoms?" Chen Ge forced himself to calm down. He sorted out his emotions, and then found something very strange. What he hated in his heart was just the sick world. These few words, this disgust is not aimed at Zuo Han.
"My head never hurts, I have to stay awake at all times to deal with all kinds of dangers." Zuo Han returned to his bedside and kept a distance from Chen Ge: "At half past three in the morning, I will leave the ward. , then I want to ask you to do me a favor."
"I'm not in a good state now, I'm afraid I can't help you." Chen Ge felt that it was better not to be impulsive.