Chapter 1603 Be good, wake up, look at me...
Well, anyway, if you pass through Area C, you can go back to Area B. It’s just a little more walking, and the greening in Area C is very good. There are large green areas and gardens, which are very beautiful. Just take a walk and relax!
Wang Xiaowen didn't say anything, but followed behind a group of people.
Just like that, Yun Hua walked from D area to C area.
The management of Zone C is not as strict as that of Zone D. The mental patients here are all in a relatively stable condition, and they are judged to be very low aggressive and not very dangerous.
Patients with very low aggression will not be confined to a small cage-like room like those in Area D. Patients in Area C can move freely on the green space in the garden. Communicate together, you can line up to eat together, etc.
There are administrators at every interval in Area C, also for the convenience of looking after them.
Yun Hua and the others, passing through Area C, would inevitably run into patients in Area C.
To be honest, mental patients are far from being as manic as people think. In fact, most mental patients are immersed in their own small world, very quiet, and most people will not enter their world at all.
Yun Hua passed by Area C, as if passing through an ordinary park, and there was even an old man in a white exercise uniform practicing Tai Chi.
Smelling the smell of grass and flowers, and the bright sunshine on his head, shining on his body, it was warm, and Yun Hua felt his mood warm up little by little.
She was quickly adjusting herself, and she couldn't let Rose and the silver-haired old man have too much influence on her. She had to adjust her mood as soon as possible.
For those things in the previous life, those that should be forgotten must be forgotten.
She is no longer what she was in her previous life.
She lived so hard in this life, not to stay in the shadow of her previous life!
It's over, it's over.
Don't think about it so much.
What's more, to be imprisoned in this kind of place, or to be imprisoned in D area, is not a normal person at all.
Why should she care about a lunatic
The silver-haired old man is a painter himself. It's normal for someone who paints oil paintings to like Van Gogh. It's also normal to copy Van Gogh's works. It's just a coincidence!
She really didn't need to scare herself, it was so boring.
Yun Hua kept taking deep breaths and building himself mentally.
Looking at the mental patients around them quietly immersed in their small world, she relaxed a little bit...
But when she passed a bamboo forest along the cobbled road, she suddenly stopped after turning a corner.
Front…
Ahead is a sea of irises.
A very large piece of iris, a large piece of blue, deep blue, melancholy blue...
At this moment, Yun Hua felt as if he had returned to the place where he was in his previous life!
That blue that can't be seen at a glance, that blue that can't be counted, that blue that can't be shaken off or forgotten no matter what...
No, no no!
Yun Hua couldn't help shaking her head, and she even couldn't help taking a step back.
"Huahua, what's the matter?" Zhou Shengbeiqian was right behind her, she took a step back and almost bumped into him, he subconsciously reached out to support her to prevent her from falling.
But Yun Hua's stress response reappeared.
She shook her hands violently, her voice was as cold as ice, "Don't touch me!"
Zhou Sheng Beiqian frowned tightly.
Her voice is very cold, her eyes are also very cold, her aura is fully open at the moment, and her temperament is particularly gloomy, just like a... dark night Shura.
But Zhou Sheng Beiqian could feel that she was afraid.
Her indifferent, stern appearance, as well as her fierce performance, are all to cover up her inner fear.
Zhou Shengbeiqian's eyes fell on the blue sea of flowers in front of him.
Iris again.
Again, Iris.
Zhou Shengbeiqian narrowed his eyes. Does the iris flower have any special meaning to her
Her reaction to the iris was a little too aggressive.
…
Yun Hua almost escaped from the S City Mental Health Institute.
She is emotionally unstable and refuses to communicate with anyone much.
After returning to the villa, she went directly to change clothes and went swimming.
In the water, she will feel carefree.
After swimming for an hour and a half at a stretch, Yun Hua, exhausted, went ashore, drank some water, and went to sleep.
nightmare.
The continuous nightmare almost swallowed her.
She went back to that mental hospital again, to the place that terrified her, and to the memory that she was most afraid to face...
She knew that she was having a nightmare, she even knew that she was haunted by a nightmare.
But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't wake up. She was pulled tightly by the nightmare and couldn't wake up at all.
She cried in her dream, calling for help.
"Ah Qing, save me, save me."
"Ah Qing, take me away, please, please..."
"Don't...don't..."
She cried and shouted, desperately trying to break through the barriers of the nightmare, trying to return to reality, but it was completely useless, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't open her eyes.
"Draw, draw..."
"Huahua wake up, wake up, I'm here, wake up..."
Just when she was in extreme pain and despair, his voice sounded.
Like a god.
"Huahua, be good, don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid... wake up, look at me..."
Yun Hua opened his eyes with difficulty.
She saw him.
It's him.
Her true destiny, her faith, her salvation, everything about her!
Drenched in sweat, she hugged him regardless, hugged his neck tightly, and buried her whole body in his chest, feeling his strong and firm chest, as well as his powerful heartbeat.
poof.
Plop!
His heartbeat is steady and strong, and his arms are solid and reliable.
His hand patted her back, his lips kept kissing her forehead, her eyebrows, her eyes, the tip of her nose, her lips...
His kiss was as solid and powerful as his chest.
Her nervous and frightened emotions were constantly relieved.
Finally, her stiff limbs also slowly relaxed, and she hid herself in his arms, sobbing softly.
No way, she didn't want to cry.
But…
Really out of control.
When the panic reached its peak, when she thought that she would not wake up and was destined to be locked in that terrible memory, she was almost desperate.
When she was in hell, her world was gray, and she was not in despair, because she had never seen a glimmer of hope, so why despair
She lived numbly, hoping to die as soon as possible.
But now it's different.
She has seen heaven, seen her god, how can she endure the pain of going back to hell again
(end of this chapter)