The mental hospital is located in the sandy area, on a mountain. The scenery here is very good. It is far away from the city and has a sense of tranquility and distance.
If there were no mental hospital here, it might be developed into a villa area.
After arriving at the hospital, register as usual.
When the staff took me to see the companion, I asked him: "How is he doing recently? Is he feeling better?"
The staff member shook his head and said it was more serious, but he had become more active recently.
I feel a little sad. This classmate of mine is the best friend in my life.
I remember when we worked hard together, we lived together in a small room of less than twenty square meters. We ate instant noodles and considered whether to add ham sausage.
We went to the streets every day to hand out flyers before dawn, and we were busy writing programs until the early hours of the morning every night.
Finally we succeeded, and at that time he told me that his idol was Bill Gates.
He also said that even if he cannot reach the height of an idol, he still wants to be the Bill Gates of our country.
He is indeed a rare talent, but it is a pity that God is jealous of talents!
Finally I arrived at the ward where Zhao Liang was located. At the door, I saw him writing something on the wall of his room.
The staff came up and knocked on the door: "Zhao Liang, your friend is looking at you."
"Shh... keep your voice down, I'm doing something big!" Zhao Liang turned his head and immediately signaled us to stop talking.
The staff member still wanted to talk, but I stopped him and said to him: "It's okay, you can go and do your work first!"
After the staff member left, I stood at the door and looked at him, and saw that what he wrote on the wall turned out to be various codes.
Although the code is messy and messy, these codes are not something that ordinary people can write.
He is very focused, just like before, but he is mentally disturbed and may not know what he is doing.
Looking at his unkempt appearance, I felt very sad.
Finally I walked in, came to him, picked up half of the chalk on the ground, and started writing behind the codes he had written.
Zhao Liang pushed me hard and said fiercely: "What are you doing? You bad guy!"
I smiled and looked at him and said, "I'll fill it in for you. Do you think this is right?"
Zhao Liang immediately looked at the wall I just wrote on, and suddenly laughed like a child.
But when he smiled, he started crying, crying loudly.
I looked at him not knowing why, then walked over and hugged him, comforting him: "Don't cry, I'm here."
He was still twitching, and he choked out: "It's over, everything is over, I did something wrong...it's all over...I'm a sinner..."
"No, you are not, I don't blame you, Zhao Liang, you are my friend, we are the best friends." I continued to comfort him.
To be honest, I never blamed him.
Even before I didn't know that the incident was man-made, I never blamed him.
Because I feel that we are on the same rope and should share joys and sorrows.
But he felt sorry for me, and his family also had a serious car accident at that time, resulting in the death of his mother in the car accident and his father becoming disabled.
From then on, their originally well-off family became even worse. He also faced a fine of tens of millions of yuan, and he went crazy.
Zhao Liang suddenly pushed me away, looked at me with wide eyes, and asked: "Who are you? Are you here to harm me?"
"No, don't you recognize me? I'm Chen Feng!"
"Chen Feng! Ah..." He suddenly screamed like crazy, and then hid under the bed.
I was confused. I remembered that the last time I came to see him, he was not like this.
So I bent down and looked at him again, and he spat at me and said fiercely: "Leave, leave quickly...I'll beat you to death! You bad guy."
I wiped the saliva off my face with my hand and said patiently: "You come out first, I'm not a bad person, I'm an alien, and I'm here to save you."
When he heard what I said, he suddenly stopped losing control and slowly crawled out from under the bed. He looked at me and said, "You...are you an alien?"
"Yes! I'm from planet M, and I'm here to take you away."
"No, I won't leave. I know you want to steal my things and won't give them to you." As he said that, he picked up the pillow on the bed and held it tightly to his chest.
Seeing him like this, I wanted to laugh and cry at the same time, and finally let out a weak sigh.
There is no need to stay any longer. His condition is indeed getting more serious now. If I stay any longer, I am afraid that he will do whatever he wants.
When I was about to leave, he suddenly stopped me: "Chen Feng!"
This sound was so powerful that my heart skipped a beat and I quickly looked back at him.
He still hugged the pillow tightly and said to me: "Let me sing you a song!"
The brain circuits of a mentally ill patient are beyond the imagination of normal people, and I don't know why he suddenly wants to sing.
Then she sang:
Your gentle laughter brings me warmth, and you inject me with strong electricity of happiness.
Say softly that the long road is about to pass, and finally we will reach a bright and sunny day
Jumping up with cheers, like the red sun sending out golden arrows
I'll reappear with your smile in the past, cry softly, and look up at the sky together
Finally, the beauty of the blue sky is presented to you, embracing you, the original warmth reappears
The childish dreams in my heart are not polluted. Today I try to be side by side with you again.
The love back then is now filled with freshness...
I remember this was his favorite song, "The Love of the Year" by Leslie Cheung.
At that time, we watched the video together, which was "A Better Tomorrow" starring Leslie Cheung and Chow Yun-fat.
I cried before the song was finished.
By the time he finished singing, I was in tears.
I stood at the door and looked at him, then smiled and said to him: "Brother, don't worry, I will find evidence to prove your innocence, and I will make you get better."
"Bad people, you are all bad people. You want to steal my things. If you don't give it to me... I won't give it to you..."
As he spoke, he got under the bed again.
Seeing him like this makes me feel really uncomfortable, thinking about how good he was back then!
Finally I left. Although I didn't learn anything, there was no need for me to stay any longer.
But before I left, the doctor in charge of Zhao Liang told me that someone had also visited him a few days ago.
I was immediately surprised. Zhao Li only had a father, but he also went to a nursing home. He didn’t have many friends around him. How could anyone come to see him?
I suddenly felt something was wrong and immediately asked the doctor: "Do you know who it is?"
The doctor shook his head and said, "I don't know. He said he was Zhao Liang's classmate."
"By the way," when he said this, the doctor suddenly remembered something and added, "After that day, Zhao Liang became more serious. He always said that someone came to snatch his things and hugged him every time.
That pillow."
I felt something was wrong more and more, so I asked the doctor if he could take a look at the monitor, saying that I suspected there was something wrong with that person.
The doctor hesitated for a while, then agreed and took me to the monitoring room.
After calling up the day's surveillance, I found a somewhat familiar BMW parked in front of the hospital.
The person who got out of the car immediately surprised me...