Mu Su pushed his wheelchair along the path among the shrubs and flowers in the garden.
"Xin Qi Lou~" Mu Su, who was humming, soon felt tired and waved back: "Wen Xi, help."
Da Vinci reluctantly took over from Mu Su to push the wheelchair: "Why is Lu Li walking and you are sitting in a wheelchair?"
Lu Li followed quietly.
"Because sitting in a wheelchair is every boy's childhood dream!" Mu Su rested his free hands on the armrests.
"But Lu Li is the patient."
"That's why he needs to move his rusty body."
Mu Su in the wheelchair pointed forward excitedly: "Let's go! Target, that bench!"
Da Vinci yelled and rushed out. He didn't push more than ten meters when the bushes on the roadside got caught in the wheel, causing the car and the person to overturn to the ground.
"Do you need help? Give me some money and I will help you get up..."
[de algún pensamiento que alegre su mundo (to make his world a happier place)]
"You have been looking at him since just now." Da Vinci bumped Mu Su's shoulder, nuzzled at the outsider not wearing hospital clothes not far away, and whispered quietly: "Do you know him?"
Squeak——
Musu and Da Vinci made trouble and seemed to have an argument.
Lu Li looked at them.
"What are you talking about?"
"Why don't you continue?" Mu Su, who was bored, turned his attention back to Lu Li.
Squeak——
"Intelligent microscopic particles are tools used by alien races to monitor us."
"He thought it would make him laugh in the book."
【para hacer que su mirada ría(make his eyes smile)】
【El muchacho de los ojos tristes(The boy with sad eyes)】
The brief peace was quickly broken one after another.
The bench shook, and a figure sat next to it.
"you say."
The moving shadows behind them seemed to be dancing.
“Bah bang bang bang—” Mu Su clapped with his mouth, “This Cthulhu story is so great, I have to think of an idea to copy it and post it online pretending I wrote it.”
"This is not a Cthulhu story, this is my story."
Mu Su and the others were muttering, while Lu Li was telling himself, recalling the wonderful story that seemed to be just a dream, enjoying themselves happily until they were all interrupted by sudden laughter.
The quiet Lu Li walked past the arguing mentally ill people and came to the bench to sit down.
Da Vinci suddenly exclaimed: "Where is the woman following him?"
Mu Su and Da Vinci were fooling around, leaving and coming back. After sunset, he was holding Da Vinci's old radio, and Da Vinci was holding two bottles of soda.
"ofTum"
A figure was not far away from Wang Yao, but he seemed unaware of her existence.
"What obligation?"
ni un poco de luz en sus ojos profundos【No smile, no trace of light】
"What name?"
【como el aire necesita verme(Like air, he needs me)】
A patient passing by greeted him enthusiastically, with a grin showing gold teeth.
Da Vinci covered his mouth, and Mu Su opened his mouth like a zipper.
"Hey, what is he doing?"
"Belfast...I remember you were there before you were hospitalized. Is it Ireland?"
"Japanese pussy?"
Lu Li was indifferent, sitting in the cool summer evening, looking through the rising smoke towards the setting sun.
The stars shine brightly and fall like flowers.
"Didn't you say you had a dream?" Mu Su lowered his head to pick the grass blades on his body, but he couldn't wipe off the stained grass juice.
【Hay tristeza en sus ojos(There is sadness in his eyes)】
Mu Su took the soda drink perfunctorily, kicked Da Vinci away, and turned on the radio.
Mu Su opened the soda and handed one to Lu Li.
【El muchacho de los ojos tristes(The boy with sad eyes)】
"Haha, who knows whether Northern Ireland will leave the United Kingdom in a few years."
Da Vinci, stained with grass blades and grass juice, climbed onto the bench.
The light penetrated the clouds and shone on the hospital clothes, exuding the smell of sunshine.
"What are you talking about?"
"Containing unreasonable dangerous goods and safeguarding world peace."
As night fell, Lu Li squinted his eyes, raised his head, and looked calmly at the stars mixed with the smell of soda.
"His name is Wang Yao, and he is a member of a mysterious and ancient organization whose name and duties cannot be revealed..."
【Ha encontrado al fin una razón(Finally found a reason)】
Lu Li narrated calmly: "On June 11th, I appeared in a seaport city called Belfast..."
【co***** besos y mi gran amor(with my kisses and my majestic love)】
"I thought I traveled here, disassembled my mobile phone and sold it, opened a detective agency to investigate, and accidentally encountered a supernatural incident..."
【ni siquiera el reflejo(He doesn’t even have any ideas)】
Lu Li nodded gently: "I had a very long... very long dream."
"It's already said."
This is a mental hospital. For example, there are a few people in blue and white hospital uniforms squatting in the bushes. One thinks he is a mushroom, one thinks he is a mushroom picker, and one thinks he is a showerhead.
The garden gradually became quiet, and Mu Su lit up the fire. The behavior that should have been stopped was not stopped in any way.
"Correction, Northern Ireland."
"You give me money and I'll let you drag me down."
"Have I seen the three-body problem?"
laugh--
A bottle of soda suddenly thrust into the hand ruined the sentimentality of the evening, and then music rang out from the radio:
【Ni una simple sonrisa(His profound eyes)】
"Correction your correction, Northern Ireland, UK."
"Hey, did you get ripped off and hit me on the head?" Mu Su, who was lying on the grass, turned over, resting his arms on his head and crossing his legs, "Give me the money, or I will drag you down."
Lu Li sat on the bench and watched the sunset emerge.
"Are you still listening?"
"Don't make trouble, let him talk."
The patients were enjoying the afternoon in the garden. Brightly colored camping blankets were spread everywhere on the lawn under the ancient trees in the distance.
【vive solo y necesita amor(living alone, needing love)】
【como al sol lo necesito yo (like sunshine, I need it)】
"The one who follows him is Tomoko, the ultimate murderer!"
"I just ask, I just ask, what do you mean?" Patients holding their mobile phones, the patients who were erected on their backs stunned in front of them, "I don't want to face it? You look like a younger brother! Do you understand? You, you don’t have you, you don’t have it.
Understand……"
The middle-aged man sitting on a bench not far away was laughing like crazy.
"I got this in exchange for several bags of instant noodles..."
"Fang Wenbiao, a psycho who thinks we are all characters in novels." Da Vinci pushed up his non-existent glasses, "If nothing else, he should be stealing the show."
thump--
The empty bottle fell and Lu Li fell down on the bench.
"You can get drunk even if you drink soda. This Lu Li is just inferior."
Mu Su shook his head and sighed, looking up at the clear sky. The full moon was reflected in his eyes, and he held up the soda like a wine glass to pay tribute to the distant moon.
