wilderness

The small hotel is located in a deep alley, and it is very quiet all day long.

The idiot slept until dawn, and didn't wake up dimly until the sunlight penetrated the curtains that were not very blackout.He closed his eyes, smacked his lips, and scratched his buttocks. It was strange that there seemed to be nothing around him.Just as he was about to open his eyes to take a look, there was a burst of impatient and messy footsteps from downstairs, which made the wooden stairs 'creak'. After going upstairs, the footsteps rushed to this side in a hurry.

The idiot sat up and rubbed his eyes, but before he could get rid of the sleepiness in his eyes, the door was suddenly pushed open, and several people squeezed in.

"Silly!" A familiar voice screamed, and immediately he was hugged tightly in someone's arms, almost unable to breathe, the man whimpered, "Where did you go..."

The fool opened his mouth, as if he was still dreaming, and looked at the person in front of him unrealistically, "Mom?"

"I found you...I'm so anxious..." Sister Zhao cried bitterly on his shoulder.

The fool walked through her neck, and saw a man standing behind her. The man had lost a lot of weight, and his former fat figure no longer existed. His eyes were red and his face was haggard.

"Dad?" The fool reached out to reach him.

Uncle Chen wiped his face with his forehead. He walked to the bed, didn't say a word, but hugged the other two together.

The proprietress stood by the door and looked at the reunion of the family and said uncomfortably: "Ah, it's good if I found it... You guys are chatting, I'm going downstairs..."

Sister Zhao endured the sourness in her nose and turned her head, "Thank you, thank you..."

"It's okay, it should be!" The proprietress closed the door for them and went downstairs by herself.

Sister Zhao buried her head in the idiot's body and cried for a long time, but in the end it was Uncle Chen who pulled her away, "Okay, okay, the person has been found, so don't cry."

Sister Zhao blew her nose with a tissue and smiled again, "Yes, just find it!" Looking back at the fool who was still in the mist, she said angrily, "You white-eyed wolf! After walking for so many days You don't want me and your dad!" Habitually, she reached out and poked his forehead.

The idiot was poked by her, and a switch in his brain seemed to be turned on instantly. The scenes of the past flooded into his mind, and he felt that the person in front of him was real as if he was half a beat behind.He flattened his mouth, and his eyes seemed to be filled with two springs, and the tears kept falling, which could not be exhausted no matter what. "mom……"

Sister Zhao saw him crying, and she started crying too.

Uncle Chen saw the mother and son sobbing and crying endlessly, and hurriedly advised: "Stop crying, let's quickly ask where Silly Qing has been for more than a month, and has anything happened?"

Sister Zhao let go of the idiot, peeled him out of the quilt, and checked him from top to bottom, "It seems that there is nothing wrong...Silly, where have you been these days?"

The fool thought about it, these days he was with Brother Qiao, Brother Qiao... By the way, where is Brother Qiao?He stood up abruptly, rushed to the door of the bathroom, opened the door to see that there was no one there, and then looked into the room, but there was still no Gu Beiqiao.He spun around in a hurry, walked into the bathroom again, looked behind the door with his head, and even opened the drawer under the sink to find it.

Sister Zhao looked puzzled, "Silly, what are you looking for?"

The idiot turned a deaf ear to it, and turned over the bedside table, quilt, and even the curtains several times.

Seeing his strange behavior, Sister Zhao quickly pulled him back, "Silly, what are you doing? Tell mom..."

The idiot's chest rose and fell, and he asked anxiously, "Where's Brother Qiao? Where's Brother Qiao?"

Sister Zhao shuddered, "Brother Qiao? You mean Qiaoqiao? Didn't he leave our house? Don't look for him..."

He beat the bed stupidly, "No! Brother Qiao didn't leave!" He broke free from Sister Zhao's hand, and crawled under the bed again without giving up.The bed in the small hotel was very low, and the wooden bed board knocked against his forehead several times. He drilled in, ignoring the old musty smell, and shouted: "Brother Qiao? Brother Qiao!"

Uncle Chen grabbed his exposed leg and licked him like a carrot, "Qiaoqiao is not here! He has already left!"

The fool was stunned for a moment, then shook his head, "No...no..."

Uncle Chen asked uncertainly: "Silly Qing, have you been with Qiaoqiao all this month?"

The fool looked at his bed in despair and nodded.

Seeing this, Uncle Chen frowned and asked Sister Zhao, "Is it Qiao Qiao who called you yesterday?"

Sister Zhao clicked her tongue, "The voice on the phone didn't feel right...he hung up when he wanted to ask again."

"If it's really him, then why didn't he contact us earlier?" Uncle Chen wondered: "Yesterday you told me that someone asked us to pick up Shaqing. I thought it was a liar, but luckily you came..."

Sister Zhao said: "Go down later and ask the proprietress if you know? Whether it's Qiaoqiao or not, now that I have found Shaqing..." She looked at Shazi, "We'd better cure him as soon as possible..."

Uncle Chen nodded, "Let's go quickly, I'll call the doctor to make an appointment later."

The two of them agreed to take the idiot downstairs, but who would have thought that he would refuse to leave this room anyway.

The idiot grabbed the edge of the bed with both hands, squatted in the corner, stared at them like a vigilant little wolf, "Brother Qiao didn't leave!"

Uncle Chen sighed, bent down to catch him, and twisted his arm with her hands. Sister Zhao hugged his waist, and it took a lot of effort to drag him downstairs.

The proprietress was sitting behind the counter, seeing the two struggling to get the idiot downstairs, she hurriedly asked if she needed help.

Sister Zhao smiled at her, "Thank you, no need..." Walking to the door, she suddenly turned around and asked, "Do you know where the person who came with him yesterday is?"

The proprietress nodded, "That kid left before dawn..."

"Child?" Sister Zhao asked, "Does it look small?"

"It's not too small," the proprietress pointed at the fool, "it looks a little smaller than him, hey, that's not right... The man is also quite tall, maybe he looks small, two children Should be about the same size."

"Oh, oh," Sister Zhao was in a daze, "Thank you, I see..."

"You're welcome." The proprietress watched them leave, took a long breath, and sighed: "I won't dare to accept people without ID cards in the future..."

Sister Zhao pressed the idiot into the car and asked Uncle Chen, "Old Chen, are you tired? Can you still drive?"

"Okay, no problem!" Uncle Chen smiled, looked back at the idiot who was still opening the window, and said helplessly, "It's good to see the idiot, no matter how tired I am, I'll be happy!" He marked the route on the navigation , started the car and drove to the capital.

One night two days later, the fool was sent to a psychiatric hospital in the capital.After seeing the fool, the doctor checked his body in all directions and found that he was fine except that he had not had a good rest for a few days, so he arranged for him to go to the ward to rest first, and formulated a treatment plan himself .

The idiot was sitting on the hospital bed. Since the morning when he left City Y, he hadn't slept much. His eyes were bloodshot, his eye sockets were bruised, and his voice became hoarse when he shouted at him.Due to his special situation, it was inconvenient for him to share a ward with other patients, and Sister Zhao and Uncle Chen were called by the doctor to the office to discuss the condition.At this moment, there was no one else in the room except himself.

He tiptoed out of the bed with bare feet, and first looked behind the glass of the door for a while, noticing that there was no one else except a few nurses who passed by occasionally.So he put his hand on the doorknob and tried to sneak out.Who knows that the rooms prepared by the hospital for mental patients are special. In addition to the fact that there are no glass, porcelain, or sharp corners that may cause injuries, the door locks can only be unscrewed from the outside to the inside. If you want to go out, you must have a key.

The fool kicked the door angrily, turned and sat on the bed, not knowing what he was thinking.

Sister Zhao and Uncle Chen were in the doctor's office listening to the doctor talking about the precautions for the past few days.

"You must have a good rest. The brain can function normally after a good rest, and the treatment will be more effective. As for the subsequent treatment methods, I have also said that the possibility of cure is very high, but although the risk can be reduced to a very low level It's very low, but it's not completely absent, you are silly guardians, you should think about it clearly."

Sister Zhao couldn't make up her mind for a while, and looked at Uncle Chen.

Uncle Chen was silent for a while, and asked, "If an accident happens... what is the probability?"

The doctor said: "One in [-], but according to the current medical methods, there has not been a single accident."

The two breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at each other and confirmed: "We treat."

The doctor nodded, "By the way, is there anything Shaqing attaches great importance to or likes? You can eat and play."

Sister Zhao paused, "He tastes sweet, he likes sugar and chocolate very much, if you say that the most important thing...it should be Qiaoqiao," Sister Zhao felt a little sour, "I and his dad have never seen each other. Why did he live like this..."

"Oh? Qiaoqiao?" The doctor asked curiously, "Is it a personal name? Can you say more?"

Sister Zhao sighed, "It started more than two months ago..."

When the doctor finished understanding what had happened, he nodded thoughtfully, scribbled something down in a notepad, and then asked them to go back and watch the fool take a good rest.

When he returned to the ward, the fool was still sitting on the bed, his feet dangling on the edge of the bed.

"Silly, why haven't you slept yet?" Sister Zhao walked over to rub his head in distress.

The idiot shook his head, staring blankly at the ceiling.

Uncle Chen winked at her and said, "Silly, go to sleep, maybe Qiaoqiao will come back when you wake up."

When the idiot heard those two words, his expression finally changed. He grinned, turned over on the bed and closed his eyes.

Sister Zhao said with relief: "That's right...sleep well, get enough sleep, everything will be fine..."

Hearing this sentence, the fool suddenly opened his eyes again. He stared at the ceiling in distress, closed them again with all his strength, and opened them again after a while.

"What's the matter, stupid?" Sister Zhao touched his forehead, "Are you uncomfortable?"

The idiot shook his head. He himself felt very tired, but he couldn't close his eyes. Once he closed his eyes, he could see an uncomfortable scene: Gu Beiqiao was lying motionless on the ground in the white snow, his body was covered with There is a thin layer of snow, and there is no one around, only the cold and suffocating chill.

The fool could only open his eyes, the white ceiling was flat, but luckily there was no Brother Qiao on it.

Sister Zhao was worrying about the fool's refusal to sleep. A little nurse came in with medicine, "The director said that he was afraid that the patient would not fall asleep, so he asked me to inject him with a tranquilizer."

"Okay, okay," Sister Zhao gave up her seat to the little nurse, and also held down his arm in case the fool would resist.

The clinker fool didn't move, quietly allowing a tube of medicine to be injected into his veins.

Soon, the fool closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep.

No dream, no heavy snow, no Brother Qiao.