Lin Lu Wenzhong

Coming out of the cold hospital, it was already evening, Yu Xia and layers of clouds overlapped and rendered, and the light scattered, giving passers-by a piece of orange.The large area of ​​red made me feel a bit of warmth as an illusion, but my heart was still cold.

The doctor said that I have bipolar disorder, with mild violent tendencies and world-weary emotions.I scanned his calm face, quietly catching a trace of pity in his indifferent eyes.I thought to myself: Oh, it's mental illness.

But the doctor told me that it has been cured, and I was discharged from the hospital today. The treatment left some sequelae, and I lost a small part of my memory.I was skeptical of his words, and I somehow felt that they had damaged my brain due to their improper operation of the equipment.Maybe the previous memory is just boundless pain, so I don't think about it.

The smell of disinfectant was very pungent, and the incandescent lamp was dazzling. I walked quickly across the corridor, and the chair next to me was rusty and the wall was yellow.A door was slightly ajar, and I glanced at it. It was a tattered robot with its limbs disassembled, and it was inexplicably infiltrating.Possibly an abandoned robotic nurse, but I've never seen this one.

"Crack", I turned on the light, and stayed in a mental hospital for several years. When I came out, I could only receive some relief money from the government and live in a small dilapidated building that supports unemployed refugees.

I don't know how old the phone is.There are only the numbers of my parents and some old friends, I don't really want to contact them.

It seems that something is missing, it is too quiet, so quiet that I feel a little lonely.

I lay on the bed, stretched my limbs as much as possible, jumped up again, sat in front of the computer, and planned to buy a robot online.I need something to accompany me, it doesn't matter if it's not a person.

Put on the helmet and stop and go in the virtual store.

There are all kinds of stores, housekeepers, girlfriends, nanny, chefs.I finally got into the lovers section and picked a sweet and cute girlfriend robot with white, soft and warm skin, and I was quite satisfied.Just going to pay, shit, not enough money.I just remembered that I was a poor man who had just been discharged from the hospital.

There is a very cheap blind box hanging in the corner of the store, which is not allowed to be opened and viewed. I thought to myself, it should not be too bad.Just after paying, I saw a negative comment. The girlfriend in the blind box is ugly, but it’s not ugly, but it’s too standard. At a glance, you can see that it’s not human. Faced with this kind of How could it be possible to fall in love with looks, let alone be a girlfriend, when I looked at that face when I was doing it, I was so scared that I immediately wilted away.

I turned off the computer and buried my head in sleep.

Woke up early in the morning, still very confused, maybe not suitable for normal people's life rhythm.

I chose a very bustling street to stroll around, occasionally a few hover cars passed overhead, dug a shadow for the road in front of me.I can't tell if the passer-by is a robot, but the waiter must be a robot, and no one does this kind of work now.

Nothing to do, looking at the tall buildings lined up, the walls glowing with silver light, passers-by come and go in a hurry.

It just occurred to me that I should find a job, but I can't remember what I used to do.

A young man has been following me, wearing a hip-hop coat, a pair of baggy wide-leg pants full of holes, and a black peaked cap, with a strange style of painting, like a weirdo.

I was walking down the street nonchalantly, and he suddenly stepped forward and patted my shoulder, showing a smiling face, a young and energetic face.He smiled and said that he is a student of photography, and he thinks I am very temperamental and beautiful, and hopes that I can be a model for him for a while.

I walked into the mall and looked at myself in the mirror. My hair, which hadn't been cut in years, was past my shoulders. It was broken and messy.His skin was pale and sickly, and there seemed to be no light in his light-colored pupils.pretty?It's incredible.

But I still twitched the corners of my mouth and squeezed out a smile. "Hi, I'm Ke Lu."

His name was Liang Chengshuang. After exchanging contact information, he left in a hurry, saying that he had made an appointment for dinner with a friend.

I opened a brain room, which is a part-time job with no threshold.The brain and the helmet are neurally connected, and the person loses consciousness and uses his brain as a storage space or processor for others to use.As long as you have a brain, you can do it, even if you are a fool, and the money comes quickly, but it consumes a lot of energy. Few people can bear this intensity. Some people lose too much energy and are forced to wake up halfway. Maybe one day the brain damage will become mentally retarded, and ordinary people will only work for five to six hours.

I lay there for more than ten hours, and when I woke up, I felt a dull pain like being hit by a heavy object, but if I used it sparingly, the money flowing into my account would be enough for me to spend for several years.Uncle Jin, who was guarding the night at the gate, babbled, "I have never seen a young man who works so hard like you. I am afraid that one day he will become a fool! You don't even know how to take care of your body."

I smiled and didn't answer, and walked away crookedly.

The cold wind pours into the neck, it is late autumn now.The blue and purple lights on the buildings beside the street were extremely gorgeous, and there were a few huge stars floating in the sky, which were about to fall.I thought about it carefully, this is a city in the sky, suspended in mid-air, to reduce the pressure on the population.

However, the above is much more prosperous than the ground, every inch of land is expensive, extravagant and lustful.