Neverland

Under the moonlight is the desolation left by withering and abandonment.

Ji Yun stood barefoot in front of an iron gate wrapped with vines, the full moon hung high in the night, scorching the ground under her feet extremely hot.

Rusty padlocks hang precariously on the railing, stubbornly refusing to end their duties.

Ji Yun looked down at her feet blankly, her fair skin was slightly reddened by the rising temperature.She stood there blankly, not knowing where she should go.

A crow flapped its wings and flew up from the bushes, making ominous calls.The withered rose petals at Ji Yun's feet were blown by the night wind and fell lightly on her feet.

Not far away, a church was standing quietly in the moonlight, and the light silver light slanted down firmly along the church, extending all the way to the edge of the church.

Neatly arranged crosses divided the small courtyard into pieces. No one took care of it for a long time. The bluestone slabs on the tomb were completely covered by overgrown weeds, and only sporadic white traces could be seen.

The crow landed on the wall by the door, its black and shiny fur glistened in the moonlight, the crow combed the feathers on its wings with its beak, and a piece of fluff fell down and floated on the vine.

The flowering branches and vines regained their vitality, and the dead branches and leaves slowly faded from the decadent dry brown, revealing a radiant black.

The branches were growing crazily in front of Ji Yun's eyes. One of them hung down from the gap in the iron gate, piercing the hard shell of the vine, and a delicate white flower bloomed with difficulty from the oozing herbal juice. roses.

Ji Yun was attracted by this magical scene, the rose petals gradually bloomed, as if attracting her forward.

——Ji Yun did exactly that.

She unconsciously stretched out her hand towards the rose, but before she could hold the stem tightly, her fingertips were scratched a small hole by the rose's thorns.

Beads of blood oozed from her fingertips in an instant and dripped on the roots of the roses.

tick-

Yan Cen stretched out his hand to slow down the flow of the water drop bonsai.

He was holding a folder with the treatment paper in his hand, and he was lying lazily on the single sofa with his legs crossed.The location of the consulting room is very good. At this time, it is facing the sun, and the whole room is dry and warm.

"...Did you hear any sound?" Yan Cen deliberately lowered his voice, and said in a coaxing way: "It seems to be whispering, or it may be a hallucination."

The sleeping Ji Yun frowned slightly, she tightened her fingers, and even took the pen in her hand to draw a sharp line on the notebook, leaving a clear white mark.

"...You decided to leave it alone." Yan Cen continued: "Look around, do you think it's safe here?"

Ji Yun's brows frowned even tighter, her fingers groped unconsciously, and the pen dropped from between Ji Yun's fingers and fell into the crack of the sofa.

Ji Yun couldn't get out of this predicament, her face was obviously anxious, she tightened the fabric on the pillow, her lips moved, but she couldn't make a sound.

——It's not true that I can't speak, Yan Cen frowned, feeling a little troublesome.

"Do you feel safe?" Yan Cen asked again.

Ji Yun looked even more anxious, she frowned tightly, her teeth even began to tremble slightly.

She was silent for a long time, so long that even Yan Cen was about to lose patience, finally a barely audible cry of grief leaked from her throat.

"Do not……"

The iron gate was closed behind him, and the crow fluttered its wings, following Ji Yun not too far away.The young girl stepped on the moss-covered brick road, and the touch under her feet was smooth and soft.

She followed her instinct and walked straight along this road. The cross passed by her, and the dust on the grave was blown to both sides with the frequency of Ji Yun's walking, revealing the deeply imprinted writing underneath.

Ji Yun lowered her eyes and followed the names on the tombstone one by one.The dead sleeping outside the church were bathed in moonlight, and gained indescribable peace.

The door of the church gradually approached within sight. The crow fluttered its wings and landed on a cross in the front, watching her quietly.

--What do you see.

The sudden sound seemed to come from the bottom of her heart, the voice was faint and distant, like the sob left by the wind blowing through a bronze bell.

"A blank tombstone." Ji Yun said in his heart.

She lowered her head and looked intently at the special grave at her feet.The coffin has been buried deep in the ground, and the bell on the cross hangs quietly in the air, but the bluestone slab that should be engraved with the life of the deceased is smooth.

The crow suddenly flapped its wings and flew into the air from the cross.The airflow brought up by its wings hit the bell, making a crisp jingle.

There was a creaking sound not far away, and Ji Yun turned around and found that the door of the church had been pulled open from the inside.

Soft light poured out from the church, and a man in a black dress stood at the door, looking at her tenderly.

"That tombstone is mine." The other said.

It was the voice of a young girl. Ji Yun blinked and walked towards the door of the church.

—Who did you see, and whose grave was that?

the voice asked again.

Ji Yun couldn't control her forward steps, she walked to the door of the church step by step, stood under the steps, and looked up at the other party helplessly.

The girl in the black skirt lowered her head slightly, and caressed her side face with her slender fingers—cold and loving.

With the help of the moonlight, Ji Yun could see the other party's face clearly.

"It's mine." Ji Yun said.

Yan Cen looked up at the young girl sleeping in a dream on the sofa.The other party's frowning brows suddenly loosened, with a relaxed look on his face.

The water droplets fell slowly but firmly, followed the lines of the leaves and submerged silently into the water, causing small ripples.

The red carp in the fish tank by the door had had enough rest, and swam out of the aquatic plants with its tail wagging, and was floating under the water surface, swallowing the floating algae in the water.

Yan Cen's treatment shorthand was filled with messy and illogical vocabulary. He tapped the paper with a signature pen and drew a key symbol on "self-awareness".

"... Did you see yourself?" Yan Cen asked again.

"Yes." Ji Yun replied quickly without any hesitation.

"...Did she tell you that the tombstone belongs to 'you'?" Yan Cen subtly replaced the pronouns of the characters, trying to find some traces of reflection from Ji Yun's subconscious.

"No." Ji Yun quickly denied: "It's mine."

Yan Cen drew two horizontal lines under the word "self".

A person's hypnotic illusion is a reflection of the subconscious, just like the playground Yan Cen and Xu Muzhou were in before, this illusion exists on the basis of the person's own obsession, and it is the most intuitive and most secret information.

Time was passing by minute by minute, Yan Cen glanced at the wall clock on the wall, and found that there were less than 10 minutes left before the end of the diagnosis and treatment.

The signature pen twirled in his hand, and Yan Cen decided to take the initiative.

"...Isn't it your sister?" Yan Cen whispered: "She has been waiting for 'sister' for a long time."

At the playground, Yan Cen once hugged the child who was sitting on the merry-go-round. The child was wearing a small skirt with a small floral bowknot, and the small leather shoes under his feet were white lace-up shoes. Judging from the bone appearance, She really does look like a little girl.

Yan Cen's original intention was to combine the fantasy of the playground with the subconscious in hypnosis, but Ji Yun frowned after hearing his words.

She tilted her head slightly, with an extremely sincere look of doubt on her face.

"I never had a younger sister." Ji Yun said.

Yan Cen paused when he was about to write.

Abandoned churches, blank tombstones, full moons and withered roses—these factors are all synonymous with decadence and poignancy, but it is strange that there is light in the church in Ji Yun's subconscious.

Whether it was moonlight or candlelight in the church, she never fell into a completely dark abyss.

The unintentionally dripping hot blood flows down the plant rhizome into the flower buds, gradually soaking through the veins of the petals, and dyeing the petals of the white rose a coquettish red.

The candlesticks in the church have been used for many years, and the stubborn wax has formed a thick layer on the silver base, and it seems that it has not been cleaned.Brambles and vines entangled wantonly on the doors and windows of the church, and spikes slopped out from the cracks in the bricks and wood, wrapping the whole church tightly.

The white candle swayed slightly, and Jesus on the cross looked at the young girl walking towards him with pity, and let out a dull sigh.

Those thorny vines seem to have life, constantly growing and tightening.Ji Yun walked past the empty bench without looking sideways, and clasped his hands under the steps.

During the recitation of the Gospel of John, Ji Yun closed his eyes slightly, and drew a sign of the cross devoutly in front of him.

"I'm guilty," she said.

—I must repent.

Autumn noon is a little special compared to other seasons.

The sun shines through the transparent glass windows, and it is very warm on the body. After a long time, there will even be a feeling of burning, but only when you really stretch out your hands to touch the wind outside, you will find the warmth hidden under the warmth. cold.

Xu Muzhou shivered and wrapped his coat tightly, and walked into the artificial landscape area with a dull head.

Xu Muzhou is going to start with the environment, and understand the actual situation and operation mode of this nursing home, which may allow him to understand the situation better.

He didn't stay too much in the outdoor landscape area, but walked directly through the artificial lake garden, walking like another building.

The inpatient department of the nursing home is arranged in a C-shaped pattern, and the open space between the three buildings is the public activity area. Block B is between the other two buildings. The first to sixth floors are public areas such as supermarkets and restaurants, and the seventh to twelfth floors are semi-open inpatient departments.

Building A corresponding to Building C where Xu Muzhou lives is the closed inpatient department that is said to be "best not to approach".

However, before Xu Muzhou arrived at his destination, the cell phone in his jacket pocket suddenly vibrated. Xu Muzhou was startled, and subconsciously looked around to make sure that there were no medical staff or patients around. Only then did he grab his collar and walk to the corner of the surveillance camera at the base of the wall, and took out his cell phone from his pocket.

"Hey."

"Wrong." Yan Cen said bluntly.

"What?" Xu Muzhou was taken aback: "What's wrong?"

"The playground we've seen before is not Ji Yun's subjective fantasy space."