There are only two colors of red and black on the white paper, and Fan Yu’s style has not changed at all.
"This is the room we lived in. Your sister was lying there at the time." Fan Yu moved his fingers on the painting, passed several black figures, and stopped on a black window.
The female nurse next to her looked at Fan Yu's painting, which showed a black line. She happened to be standing near the window just now. According to Fan Yu, the spider-like humanoid terrifying monster was right above her head.
"Lingling, let's go back to the room and play, okay?" the female nurse squatted down and looked away from Fan Yu's paintings.
Reason told her that the monsters Fan Yu painted were all imaginary, but after seeing them too often, she always felt fuzzy in her heart, as if there were real monsters around her.
"No wonder many psychiatrists end up suffering from mental illness. After being in contact with these abnormal patients for a long time, they gradually develop a sense of identification involuntarily."
From the female nurse's point of view, the reason why she felt scared and furious was purely due to psychological suggestions.
She tried to hold the little girl aside, but the girl cried and fussed and refused to leave Fan Yu's side.
"Let me do it. Don't be so rough with your children." Chen Ge put the snacks and toys in his hand on the table and gently grabbed Jiang Ling's little hand.
"Am I rude?" the female nurse stood aside speechlessly: "I just think that watching such horrific paintings often will be very detrimental to Jiangling's future growth, and I want to take her away."
"I understand, it's really not easy to take care of children." Chen Ge looked mature and confident, with an indescribable warmth in his smile. The female nurse glanced at him, snorted softly, and looked aside pretending not to care.
But his eyes would occasionally fall on Chen Ge.
"Jiang Ling, I met your sister." Chen Ge got straight to the point. He did not treat Jiang Ling like a child: "I went to Linguan Village. I have figured out everything about you and your sister. After a while
When the time comes, I will also go to the Living Coffin Village deep in the mountains to thoroughly investigate everything!"
Hearing the words Linguan Village and Living Coffin Village, the little girl suddenly stopped crying. Her watery eyes seemed to contain a special emotion, which seemed to be surprise, but also a bit like fear.
Neither of them spoke anymore. The room suddenly became quiet, and the female nurse beside her was muttering in her heart.
"What is this person doing? Living coffin? Investigation? Why did he suddenly start playing role-playing? There must be a limit to deceiving children!"
What was even more unexpected by the female nurse was that Jiang Ling, who had been crying before, suddenly calmed down. She obediently stretched out her little hand and grabbed Chen Ge's sleeve: "Don't go."
"Is it dangerous there?" Chen Ge heard from Uncle Bai that Jiang Ling had a slight deformity. Like her sister, she should have the blood of that weird village in her body, and she might know some secrets.
"Yes." The girl nodded obediently: "My mother said that there are many people like my sister there, and they are very bad."
"Like your sister? What else did your mother say to you?"
"Don't touch the coffin." Jiang Ling made a fist with her left hand and held on to Chen Ge's sleeve with her right hand. "Don't let go. If you go, you won't be able to come back."
"Yes, uncle knows." Chen Ge rubbed Jiang Ling's head and carried her to a chair. Jiang Ling did not resist during the whole process.
"What are you two talking about?" The female nurse was afraid that Chen Ge would say something strange again, so she hugged Jiang Ling and left.
This time Jiang Ling did not resist and behaved very well, but when he left, he kept looking at Chen Ge.
"Don't touch the coffin, this information is very important." Chen Ge closed the door and sat next to Fan Yu.
At this time, Fan Yu was drawing the second painting. On the white paper, there was a little black man walking in the middle, with countless red shadows floating behind him, like a hundred ghosts walking at night.
"Fan Yu, are you interested in moving to my haunted house?" Chen Ge tore open a few bags of snacks and ate them himself.
Putting down his pen, the thin Fan Yu looked at Chen Ge and nodded seriously.
"I'll pick you up after I finish handling the matter at hand, but you have to promise me a few things." Chen Ge came to Fan Yu and squeezed with him: "I know you don't have any mental illness.
You appear out of place just because you have abilities that they don't have. In comparison, you are smarter and more mature. I won't find a psychiatrist for you or force you to take medicine. I just hope you can do a good job.
Something.”
"What's the matter?" Fan Yu raised his head.
"I will go through the admission procedures for you and let you live the same life as other children. I don't ask you to do well in your studies. I just hope that you can make a few friends of the same age and get out of this closed world."
Chen Ge was speaking from his heart. When he made this decision, he was already prepared to pay for all the expenses that Fan Yu would need for school in the future.
He is not the kind of person who likes to show off his wealth. He often saves money when he can, not because he is stingy, but because he feels it is unnecessary.
Fan Yu did not express his position, lowered his head again, took the brush and started to draw the third picture.
"You can think about it." Chen Ge looked at the scary black and red paintings on the table and did not force Fan Yu to make a decision: "There is one more thing I want to tell you. Don't keep a sullen face.
Learn to smile, just like me. You see I am very popular wherever I go, this is my secret."
Fan Yu, who had always been expressionless, seemed to be unable to listen anymore. He handed the painting in his hand to Chen Ge, lay on the bed alone, and covered his head with a quilt.
"This kid." Chen Ge shook his head and looked at the painting in his hand. At first he just glanced at it casually, but after reading it, he couldn't take his eyes away for a long time.
A little girl was drawn with a black pen in the center of the white paper. Behind the girl was a huge red spider monster. At first glance, it looked the same as what Fan Yu had drawn before.
It takes a few careful looks to notice the difference. There is a crying red figure wrapped around each of the little girl's left and right hands, which seems to be her parents.
"Fan Yu is reminding me?"
Chen Ge put the painting away. He looked at Fan Yu who was hiding himself under the quilt. Without asking any more questions, he put on his bag and left Hanjiang Children's Welfare Home.
"This little girl is not simple." Chen Ge stopped a taxi and rushed to the location advertised for rent: "I will leave after taking the drawer. I need a good rest tonight."
He called the number on the rental advertisement and found that the number was empty.
Unable to contact the head of the household, he had no choice but to visit in person.
The Family Hospital of the Third Hospital is located in the old city, with relatively few people, and the buildings are generally not high.
It was almost nine o'clock in the evening before Chen Ge found the place. The community was a bit deserted, with only a few lights on, and they were all concentrated on the two outer buildings.