Fantasy Abyss Sticking to Ink Dye

reality

Mo Xiaoqi's perspective

I looked around the hospital feeling helpless. My name is Mo Xiaoqi, and I am a well-known psychiatrist in China.

The person in front of me stared at me with a pair of lifeless peach blossom eyes.The eyeballs did not move, as if they were heavy with lead.When I looked at him, I felt a bit of a headache. Could it be that no one cared about him? I raised my hand and pinched the bridge of my nose.To let my throbbing frontal artery stop for a while.

The kid in front of him is very good-looking, even extremely beautiful, but with his creepy eyes, he doesn't feel weak at all. Those eyes are black and white, with good contours and long eyelashes, but his eyes are extremely beautiful. Cold, if you want to use a specific feeling to describe it, it is that no matter who the eyes are looking at, it is like looking at a dead person.

He is my patient with schizophrenia and hypochondria.It can be regarded as my mistake. When hypnotizing him, I hinted that he simulated the disease on me, but he completely imagined me as a schizophrenia. During the past few days, he seemed to think that I was a couple. Brother and sister, and he is my teacher.In the end he was a little confused, and he couldn't distinguish the characters he set up.

I watched the boy throw me down crazily, tied me to the office chair, looked at me with a strange crazy look that was almost nostalgic, and then picked up the knife.That expression made people never think that he was committing murder, as if what was in front of him was a rough stone, waiting for him to carve out beauty.And I wasn't too scared at the time, my mind was full of one question, where did this kid get the scalpel?

"Hey....I said, do you want to eat it?" He looked like someone who had just died, and raised his right hand, holding a purple lizard, which was still alive.To be honest, this expression is really not easy to generate happy emotions, it makes me feel that my face is covered with purpura now, and my eyeballs are about to roll out.

I don't quite understand why he came to ask me if I would like to eat with a calm face when he almost delayed me?Leaving aside the discussion that the lizard is still alive and untreated, why, why can he stand in front of my bed?After thinking about his illness, he sat up and looked at him, "Yuanfan, why don't you stay in your room? Where did you catch the lizard?"

Yuan Fan's dead face was facing me. After a while, he raised his chin slightly, and a compassionate expression appeared on his face. At that moment, it seemed that the sky began to change color. I never knew that someone's expression would be like this Contagious, looking at him, there will be a feeling that he will really die in the next moment, not only the fear of his own death, but also the sadness and desolation of the undead in the sky.He grinned, revealing his white teeth, opening and closing.

I was stunned to watch him bite off the lizard's neck, and spat out the lizard's head indifferently, with blood on his teeth and the luster of mercury.Then the fingers turned around, and the blood of the headless lizard dripped down. I could only watch helplessly as the gauze on my body turned red, like a camellia.Then Yuan Fan scratched his face with his blood-stained hands.Started screaming in horror.The voice was harsh, mixed with fear, excitement and hoarse struggle.

The nurse rushed over and saw the blood on the gauze. If that amount of blood was real, the wound would not be small.He saw Yuan Fan with blood all over his face again.So I called a surgeon and a psychiatrist, and I looked at Yuan Fan among the busy doctors and nurses.He smiled triumphantly and sadly.He was forced into a corset by doctors.He bared his blood-stained teeth in pain.Like a weeping demon with angel wings in hell.