After the black in front of his eyes gradually receded, Su Jinzhi took a few deep breaths to relieve the suffocation caused by his heart beating wildly.
This body is obviously still very young, but it has already reached a point where it is exhausted, and the slightest movement has a feeling of sudden death.
Seeing that he was able to stand still, Jiang Lishan let go. Su Jinzhi said softly "thank you" and went into the bathroom. When he saw his deep blue dark circles in the mirror, he realized that the feeling of sudden death might be due to the reason. It is no wonder that Jiang Lishan would say such things to him because he often stays up all night. I am afraid that taking those medicines will really benefit his sleep.
But the side effects are also very serious. Besides, Su Jinzhi thinks that the person with the mental problem is the original body, and he should be able to fall asleep.
After simply washing up, Su Jinzhi came out of the bathroom, groped into the bed and lay down.
Jiang Lishan turned off the incandescent lamp, leaving only a small warm yellow lamp beside the bed, sitting on the small bench next to the bed and said to Su Jinzhi: "I have some methods to help you sleep better, do you want to try it?"
"Yeah." Su Jinzhi nodded and closed his eyes.
"Imagine that you are lying on a piece of crisp grass, with soft white clouds above your head, and a lot of bright sunshine on your body..." The man's voice was low and gentle, which sounded very comfortable. And the small warm yellow lamp by the bed also gave people unlimited imagination space. The light fell on the eyelids, and it really felt like being illuminated by the sun.
Hearing the man's slow and deep voice, Su Jinzhi felt his body getting lighter and lighter, and was dragged down by sleepiness. Finally, he heard the man whisper in his ear: "Good night."
This sentence made his drowsiness dissipate for a while, but his eyelids just trembled and did not open, and the drowsiness soon returned, dragging him into the darkness completely.
Su Jinzhi was lying on a piece of withered grass. There was no bright sunshine or soft white clouds above his head, only the cold night. He folded his arms and opened his lips. He didn't make a sound, but he heard his own voice. Voice: "It's so cold."
Dreams are a very magical thing. When you are inside, if you dream of scenery and things that you have never dreamed of before, you will participate in it and participate in this dream from the first perspective.
But when you dream about things in the past, things that have happened and are still stored in the ocean of memory, you become an outsider, and you will watch yourself in the dream repeating those things.
Su Jinzhi saw himself holding his arms and shouting coldly, getting up from the grass and walking forward slowly. This road seemed to have no end, but after a while, a dark red door appeared in front of him. The dark red was very strange, as if stained red with blood, he raised his hand to hold the doorknob and twisted it lightly, the door opened in response, but his hands were also stained with a layer of wet and sticky liquid— It was blood, dripping from the door.
He staggered forward a few steps in a panic, but his toes touched a spherical object. Su Jinzhi knew what it was before he lowered his head, because he saw the dream from the perspective of a bystander.
The thing he kicked was a human head, and blood clots and brain mucus were still stuck to the broken neck. On the sofa not far from him, there was a body without a head, and the blood sprayed from the neck was like paint. Same, dye this room into hell, even if he looks at this room from a very weird angle, Su Jinzhi seems to be able to smell the strong smell of blood, he even tasted the salty smell like rust.
In the dream, he screamed, turned around and stumbled towards the red door when he came, but after he opened the door and went out, the place he arrived was not the withered lawn, but still this red hut full of bloody smell. Turning around again, he saw the headless corpse sitting on the sofa behind him, walking towards him with his head in his arms, and the headless corpse in the hut in front of him stood up tremblingly from the sofa , picked up his own head and walked towards him, the two houses surrounded him like mirrors, and two headless corpses holding human heads were gradually approaching him.
What really made Su Jinzhi cry out was because the falling head opened its eyes, and instead of looking at him in the dream, it turned its gaze strangely, and invariably turned towards him, the bystander. It seems.
"Jinzhi..." Someone shook his shoulder lightly, Su Jinzhi called out again, and opened his eyes suddenly.
The bright incandescent lamps are very dazzling, but they can give people a sense of safety, as if there are no ghosts hiding under these white lights.
"Human head! Human head!" The scene in the dream was too horrifying. After Su Jinzhi woke up, he still couldn't regain his senses. He hugged Jiang Lishan's arm tightly like he was holding a life-saving driftwood. His eyes didn't know that he was scared Yes, it is still the water light pierced by the light, "Huh..."
Su Jinzhi wanted to say something, but was choked by the liquid in his mouth, and coughed violently.
His heart was beating very fast, and the "boom" shook his eardrums. Jiang Lishan sat directly on the bed and patted his back lightly. Su Jinzhi was used to being hugged by him, and subconsciously stretched out his arms at such a close distance He grabbed Jiang Lishan's arm, buried his face in the hollow of his shoulder, and almost retracted his whole body into his arms.
Jiang Lishan's body froze all of a sudden, and he didn't realize the stiffness of the man's body until Su Jinzhi came to his senses.
He could feel Jiang Lishan took two deep breaths before relaxing his body, and raised his hand to gently cover his back: "Did you have a nightmare?"
Jiang Lishan's hands were very hot, and the heat easily passed through the thin hospital gown and pressed on the skin of Su Jinzhi's back, strangely conveying a reassuring feeling.
After a person wakes up, the emotions in the dream will be quickly diluted, and only the fear will remain.
Su Jinzhi gradually calmed down, swallowed his saliva, but found that the skin of his mouth hurt badly, and there was a faint smell of blood in his mouth. He licked the broken skin, sucked it cheaply, but took out a small mouthful The salty liquid, Su Jinzhi was stunned for two seconds, and swallowed the liquid with a gurgle in his throat.
This world is not the world of the vampires. There is no seasoning bag for him to use. Even if it is his own blood, he drank Su Jinzhi's remaining drowsiness completely.
Jiang Lishan pushed him away, looked at his mouth and said: "You bit your own lip." After saying this, the man quickly got off the bed as if he was afraid that he would hug him again, and found a piece of paper. The clean cotton was stuffed into his mouth, and he grabbed his hand and pressed it to his lips: "press."
Su Jinzhi was stuffed with cotton, unable to speak, and the man didn't know what was wrong, and sat silently by the bed without saying a word.
The cotton in his mouth was soon soaked with blood and saliva. After a few minutes, Jiang Lishan gave him another piece of cotton to press on. Su Jinzhi caught a glimpse of the bright red cotton in the trash bin from the corner of his eye, and for a moment thought it was a piece of cotton. The red meat and the salty taste in his mouth were constantly provoking his nerves. Su Jinzhi's face was pale, and he turned over while pressing the wound on his lips, his limbs curled up to guard against everything around him.
He was facing the window, and through the place where the curtains were not drawn, he could see that it was still dark, and Su Jinzhi didn't know how long he had slept, all he knew was that he didn't feel sleepy at all, his body was very tired, and his temples were dark. Sudden throbbing pain, but he was afraid of sleeping, and even had the illusion that as soon as he closed his eyes, he would return to that red room.
Maybe the original body would have this kind of dream every night, that's why he stayed up all night to make himself look like this.
A hand suddenly landed on his hair, approaching with enthusiasm, Su Jinzhi turned his head abruptly, and relaxed his tense body only after seeing Jiang Lishan's face.
Jiang Lishan asked him: "It's not yet dawn, do you want to sleep a little longer?"
Su Jinzhi's head hurts a lot, and the place where his lip was bitten also hurts. With cotton in his mouth, he said in a vague voice, "I won't sleep."
At the end, he added in a low voice: "I'm afraid..."
Jiang Lishan paused for a while, then took his hand back and said, "Isn't there me here?"
"Dr. Jiang is by my side only when I am awake." Su Jinzhi turned around, spit out the cotton, stared at the man's gray eyes and said clearly, "There is no Dr. Jiang in the dream."
Jiang Lishan looked into the boy's light-colored eyes, which were full of seriousness, without any trace of lies to cover up, it seemed that the truth was just as he said, he didn't dare to sleep because he didn't have his protection in his dream.
If a normal person said such things to him, Jiang Lishan would feel that that person was seducing him and trying to get his attention, but the person who said these ambiguous words to him now was his patient.
A person with mental problems.
His case clearly told him that the memory of the young man was defective. He couldn't remember most of the previous events, and sometimes he didn't even know his own name.
Inexplicably, Jiang Lishan felt a little unspeakably irritable.
But his professionalism would not allow him to show these emotions on his face, so he still smiled with a gentle voice: "Then you can close your eyes and rest, and I will stay here with you."
Su Jinzhi closed his eyes after listening to his words, but he couldn't sleep all the time, his nerves were so tense, he could hear every little movement clearly, even Jiang Lishan's breathing could be heard clearly.
He closed his eyes to rest his mind, but Jiang Lishan looked at him with his eyes open. He didn't close his eyes until dawn.
The nurse came in with breakfast and medicine at eight o'clock to change shifts with Jiang Lishan. As soon as he stood up from the chair, Su Jinzhi opened his eyes and looked at him.
Jiang Lishan also subconsciously looked at the young man on the bed the moment he got up, and Jiang Lishan didn't know what was wrong with the sight of the young man looking over, so he opened his mouth and began to explain: "I'm going to catch up on sleep, and I'll see you in the afternoon .”
"Oh." Su Jinzhi responded in a low voice. He actually wanted to care about Jiang Lishan a few more words, but the current identities of the two of them were not suitable, so he didn't speak any more.
The nurse put the porridge bowl in front of Su Jinzhi, and stopped Jiang Lishan before he pushed the door out: "Doctor Jiang."
Jiang Lishan stopped and looked at the nurse.
"Do you want Mr. Su to watch the upcoming movie..."
Su Jinzhi was far away from them, and only vaguely heard a few words.
Jiang Lishan turned his head to look at him from time to time while talking with the nurse. He didn't know what he said, but the nurse nodded, and Jiang Lishan opened the door and went out.
At eight or nine o'clock in the morning, the sun has already come out, but the sun is not very harsh, and it is warm on the body. Su Jinzhi hugs a thin blanket and basks in the sun on the recliner in the house. By the way, he continues to talk to number one about last night Dreaming.
"Number one... I had a dream last night."
Number One asked him, "What dream?"
Su Jinzhi frowned: "I saw in my dream that I was frightened to death by two headless corpses."
"This may be the original body's memory." Number One said, "Jiang Lishan will definitely ask you what dream you had last night in the afternoon."
"Should I tell him?"
"It's up to you, or you can wait and see if you still have this kind of dream tonight."
"It wasn't that exciting when I was a master." Su Jinzhi sighed. The dream was really scary. One second it was a murder scene, and the next second it turned into a ghost room. "Can I ask the nurse for some glutinous rice and Red line?"
Number One said, "The nurse will only give you medicine."
Su Jinzhi thought about it and thought it was true. Anyway, someone would watch over him to sleep every night, so he wouldn't be frightened to death by himself. Think about it or forget it.
At noon, the nurse came in again to bring him food and the medicine he refused to take last night.
Su Jinzhi drank the porridge, but pressed the pills under the base of his tongue. He spat the pills into the toilet on the pretext of going to the toilet, and flushed them down with the water. Because his back was facing the nurses station, the nurses didn't see his small movements. , and asked him after he came out: "Mr. Su, do you want to go to the movies?"
Go to the movies? Can he be discharged from the hospital
When Su Jinzhi heard this sentence, he was stunned for a moment. The nurse saw that he was puzzled, and continued to explain: "It's an activity organized by the hospital, once a week. It's okay if you don't want to go."
Su Jinzhi was almost moldy from being alone in the ward. If he could sleep, he could still pass the time, but he couldn't sleep at all. At this moment, there was finally a group activity that he could participate in. Of course, Su Jinzhi would not refuse. After tidying up briefly, he went out under the leadership of the nurse.
But when he reached the end of this corridor, a strong male nurse came over and stood beside him with the previous nurse: "Please go this way, Mr. Su." .”
After Su Jinzhi walked there, he realized that the viewing hall mentioned by the nurse was actually the event hall he passed by when he first came to this world. However, many movable furniture in the hall were emptied out and rows of furniture were placed. The chairs, at first glance, really look like a small movie theater, but the audience are all mentally ill patients.
When they arrived, there were already many patients in the lobby. Some patients were like children. After the nurse asked him to sit down, he sat upright on the chair and behaved very well; while some patients were still making trouble. No matter what the nurse tried to persuade him, he jumped from seat to seat.
Su Jinzhi watched him push a patient to the ground expressionlessly, and prayed in his heart that his seat would not be next to him. It would be great for him to sit with those well-behaved patients.
Fortunately, the nurse led him all the way forward, and did not stop until the last row. Pointing to the only two armchairs in this row, he said to Su Jinzhi, "Mr. Su, this is your place."
On the other chair, there was already a patient sitting. He was wearing the same indigo blue hospital gown as Su Jinzhi, and his eyes were the same color. He was the one Su Jinzhi met outside the small window when he just moved the room. Mental patient - Ai Shuai.
When he saw Su Jinzhi approaching, his dark blue eyes suddenly lit up, and he raised his hand to greet Su Jinzhi: "Hi, we meet again, kid."
Su Jinzhi: "..."
Su Jinzhi ignored him and sat down on the chair according to the nurse's instructions.
The two of them were arranged at the back, and only the two of them were wearing indigo hospital gowns in the entire viewing hall, while the other patients were all in light blue. On the way to the cinema hall, Su Jinzhi also saw several patients who were isolated in isolation, but none of them were like them, with different clothes and two strong nurses guarding them.
Especially when the two of them are sitting like this, from a distance, it looks like a confrontation between two mentally ill bosses.
"Hey, little friend, don't you remember me?" Su Jinzhi didn't respond to him. Ai Shuai was neither angry nor embarrassed, but still very enthusiastic and approached Su Jinzhi with his body slightly sideways. The two nurses standing beside him stared at him. He, for fear that he would cause trouble suddenly, "what's your name?"
Su Jinzhi is not as active as he is. He sits obediently in his seat, with his hands neatly placed on his lap. He didn't sleep well last night, so his complexion is very bad today, and he looks more like a ghost. up. The long-term lack of sleep made his spirit abnormally excited, but his body was extremely tired. Su Jinzhi was too tired to talk, so he didn't answer Ai Shuai's question.
"I heard the nurse call you Mr. Su, isn't your surname Su?" Ai Shuai continued to strike up a conversation with Su Jinzhi persistently.
In this situation, Su Jinzhi felt that even if he kept silent, Ai Shuai would not listen, so he said "um", intending to block his mouth.
But Ai Shuai got even more excited after getting his answer, his eyes widened, his chest heaved rapidly, and Su Jinzhi even saw his nostrils slightly enlarged due to his excited breathing.
He pointed to his chest, stared at Su Jinzhi with dark blue eyes, and introduced himself very seriously: "My name is Ai Shuai, Ai, i." Afraid that Su Jinzhi might not understand his name, Ai Shuai emphasized his last name .
Su Jinzhi glanced at him. Although Ai Shuai was indeed handsome, in Su Jinzhi's opinion, he was not as handsome as his Dr. Jiang, so he only replied lightly: "Oh."
"Did you see my eyes?" Ai Shuai didn't seem to notice Su Jinzhi's deliberate indifference, his face still had an excited smile on his face, and his deep blue eyes narrowed slightly to look at Su Jinzhi, "My great-grandfather was from the United Kingdom. Man, I got his eyes."
"Very beautiful." Su Jinzhi looked at those blue eyes like the sea, and although he didn't like Ai Shuai very much, he still evaluated his eyes honestly.
Ai Shuai smiled, revealing a mouthful of yellow and neat teeth: "Thank you."
Su Jinzhi looked at the yellow teeth, and immediately turned his head to stare at the big screen. Ai Shuai seemed to want to say something, but the movie had already started, and the lights in the viewing hall were also dimmed. He opened his mouth and closed it again. He set his sights on the big electronic screen.
The movie shown on the big electronic screen is Chaplin's comedy movie, which has been processed into color by later generations, making it more enjoyable to watch. Although it is old, it is very funny. Su Jinzhi was gradually fascinated by the sight, the corners of his lips were pursed and he was about to laugh when Ai Shuai, who was sitting next to him, laughed loudly "hahaha".
"They're so funny, they're just a bunch of idiots." Ai Shuai patted his thigh, laughing until his blue eyes were almost invisible, and the physiological tears in the corners of his eyes were very eye-catching under the dim movie light, shining like broken diamonds.
Hearing his comment, Su Jinzhi couldn't help turning his head to look at him. Although this movie is funny, it can't be so funny, right
Ai Shuai noticed that he was looking at him, turned his head, pointed to the front and said, "Mr. Su, you also think they are funny, right?"
Su Jinzhi was about to agree, but found that the place Ai Shuai was pointing at was not the big electronic screen, and his smile was not the plot of the movie, but the mental patients sitting in front of them.
Su Jinzhi glanced at the place he pointed, there were several patients clapping their hands and singing softly.
"What a bunch of idiots." Ai Shuai grinned with yellow teeth, resting his right hand on the armchair, rubbing his index finger, middle finger and thumb back and forth together, which is a habitual action when he is addicted to cigarettes, but when the doctor has no cigarettes to smoke .
The two nurses behind him remained silent, as if Ai Shuai could say anything as long as he sat on the chair obediently.
"We are all the same." Su Jinzhi opened his mouth and uttered the longest sentence he had ever said since he met Ai Shuai.
Everyone is a patient living in Changshan Mental Hospital. According to what Ai Shuai said, isn't he even an idiot
"No." Ai Shuai turned his head and looked at Su Jinzhi when he heard the words, his blue eyes were even more deep in the dim light, and the corners of his lips curled up, revealing a wicked smile, "Only the two of us are the same .”
Su Jinzhi looked at the indigo hospital gown that he was wearing that could be distinguished even in the dark, frowned, and didn't speak any more.
Ai Shuai was still laughing loudly, but his eyes were watching the group of patients from beginning to end, and he never stayed on the big screen once, and after the episode just now, no matter how good and funny the movie was, Su Jinzhi also Not much interest in watching it.
After the movie ended, the lights were turned on again in the event hall, and Su Jinzhi let out a breath of relief, got up from his chair and walked outside.
Ai Shuai caught up with him: "Mr. Su, we live in the same building, let's go back together."
The tone of his last word was lowered, it was a declarative sentence, and he didn't ask what Su Jinzhi meant.
On the way, Ai Shuai chatted with him: "I always thought that I was the only one in this hospital like this, but I didn't expect you to be like this too. Why haven't I seen you before?"
Su Jinzhi didn't speak, but Ai Shuai already gave the answer: "Because you used to live in Xingzhong Building, right?"
The middle building is the building where Su Jinzhi lived before. When Su Jinzhi looked up at him, Ai Shuai curled his lips and said, "Guess how I know?"
"The nurses told me." After saying this, before Su Jinzhi could react, he suddenly approached Su Jinzhi, almost pressed against Su Jinzhi's ear, and whispered: "I also know something about you A lot of things… "
"Ai Shuai!" Jiang Lishan's voice suddenly appeared near him, Su Jinzhi looked up and saw Jiang Lishan standing at the corner of the stairs in a white doctor's coat, frowning and staring at Ai Shuai, with an unprecedented seriousness, and His gentle appearance was completely different when they were together, but Su Jinzhi could feel his softness when his eyes fell on him.
There were two policemen standing behind Jiang Lishan, they were not the two that Su Jinzhi had seen before, but when those two policemen saw Su Jin, their eyes lingered on his face for a while, it seemed that it was not the first time they saw Su Jin To Su Jinzhi's appearance.
"Take Mr. Su back to the ward." Jiang Lishan walked over quickly and said to the two male nurses beside Su Jinzhi.
As soon as he approached, Su Jinzhi saw that the whites of his eyes under the lens were covered with faint red blood, and then suddenly remembered that the man stayed up with him last night.
The two nurses led Su Jinzhi away. Before going up the stairs, Su Jinzhi looked back at Ai Shuai and Jiang Lishan.
Ai Shuai still had that casual smile on his face, while Jiang Lishan had a cold face, and led him into an office. Su Jinzhi glanced at the sign on the door, it wasn't the one Jiang Lishan took him to yesterday.
Jiang Lishan promised to come to see him in the afternoon this morning, but Su Jinzhi sat on the recliner and waited until the sun went down before Jiang Lishan came to his ward.
"Doctor Jiang." Seeing Jiang Lishan coming in, the nurse greeted him and left.
"Sorry, I'm late." Jiang Lishan walked to his rocking chair, picked up the poetry collection on the small table and asked, "Are you reading poetry?"
Although Jiang Lishan didn't explain, Su Jinzhi knew that he must be Ai Shuai who came late, just as Ai Shuai said, only the two of them are the most special in this mental hospital.
"No." Su Jinzhi shook his head and decided to tell the truth, "I'm thinking of you."