The end of the day [unlimited flow]

What is this installed, and do you need to be mentally prepared?

Three seconds later, everyone looked at the skull that rolled out of his bag, and fell silent...

"Let me say first, this is not that monk..." Jiang Chun covered his face, looking uncomfortable.

"Then, who is that?" Lin Rang asked in a daze.

Asked about this, Jiang Chun couldn't help sighing again, "This is, my fiancee."

"..."

Fang Zhiyou frowned, shouldn't he also come here with Jiang Fan's ashes?

"Many people have heard of the weirdness of this secret room escape competition. A year ago, she said she wanted to see what was going on and signed up. Since then, there has been no news, and the police are useless, so I I came to look for it by myself." Jiang Chun's eyes turned red as he spoke.

"It's not that I'm spoiling the scenery, but you can tell that this is your fiancée's by looking at the top of the sky?" The fat man muttered softly.

Jiang Chun simply took off his glasses, wiped his tears with his hand before replying: "The necklace I gave her is hung on that bone, and her mobile phone is beside it..."

"Mobile phone?" Fang Zhiyou asked.

Now that there is nothing to hide, Jiang Chun took out the pink phone in his bag, "I don't know if it's broken or out of battery..."

"I have a power bank!" Xiao Qianqian said immediately.

"Maybe there are some messages left in her mobile phone." Lao Li said.

Jiang Chun nodded, quietly observing the charging phone, looking forward to seeing his longing fiancée again through this cold screen.

"Actually, as you said earlier, I still have some space in this bag. It's not impossible to make room for your wife..." The fat man reached out and patted his shoulder and said.

Hearing this, Jiang Chun forced a smile, "I just wanted to take her home to have a look, but now I don't know if I can go out..."

"That's for sure. Let's grab the big snake's hand. It seems to have no hands... We all ran back from under the big snake's belly. What else can we be afraid of?" The fat man laughed, "When we go out and get the bonus, Are you still worried about having a bad day?"

"Yes, yes." Xiao Qianqian also agreed, "Why don't we share the bonus equally after we go out? That's right." She then turned to look at Wan Li again, "What's your pen name, wait until I go out Once the mobile phone has a signal, I will give you a one-stop service for collecting, commenting and smashing mine!"

"My pseudonym..." Wan Li's eyes dimmed slightly, "Su, have you heard of Su Lou?"

Hearing this name, Xiao Qianqian was startled, "Su Lou? Really, I've read all your suspense articles! Wow, that's really, amazing! It's really you? But the book you wrote before What's wrong with "Sauce and Vinegar Tea"? It's so well written, I can't wait to go to your door to remind you to change it."

"I'm going to change my pen name." Wan Li murmured.

"Ah?" Xiao Qianqian, who was chattering non-stop just now, shut her mouth immediately, and asked in a daze after a while, "Changed to what..."

"I-I don't know yet." Wan Li laughed a few times.

This is inevitably confusing.For a pseudonym, how much effort does the writer have to devote in order to increase such popularity, so if it is not for some very urgent reason, it will definitely not be changed easily.

"Then why are you changing it?" Xiao Qianqian said anxiously, "What if some readers don't recognize it?"

"Actually, it's not a change of pen name." Wan Li explained, "I want to re-register an author account..."

Then this is really starting all over again, but Xiao Qianqian couldn't understand, "Why do you want to do this? What about your former readers, don't you want it?"

"How could you not..." Wan Li sighed, her brows furrowed, "But I have no choice."

Her voice trembled slightly, but finally she couldn't help squatting down and crying loudly "Wow".

Xiao Qianqian panicked as soon as she shed tears, hurriedly embraced her, and said while stroking her back with her hands: "Oh, why did you cry all of a sudden, it's okay, it's okay, you can change it if you want, I dare not tell others, I I will definitely support you!"

However, at this moment, Wan Li was sobbing non-stop, and couldn't hear even the nice words, so she just kept crying, "Why am I so miserable..."

Why is it so miserable...

This sentence is like a spell imprisoning all the people present.

Each of these ten people had their own misfortune, whether it was deep or shallow, and almost all of them asked themselves in their hearts why I was so miserable.

But who can give the answer?

Who is not miserable?

"Other people are happily married, but because I can't have children, I have to be blinded every day? Don't I want it? Is it because I thought about the car accident? Who is the drunk driver, and who is the sufferer? Are you blind? I want it?" Wan Li murmured uncontrollably.

"I'll hand over the typed manuscript to you for publication, and you can just deduct the money. You think I'm deaf because I can't see my ears? I'm sorry for a pair of dogs and men. I spent so much money on surgery to restore my eyesight to see you cheating?"

Xiao Qianqian was stunned by this passage, and when she came back to her senses, she said angrily: "What kind of shit is this?"

Wan Li still held her face in tears, probably this was the first time she lost control in front of others.

"Are you suffering from anxiety?" Chu Xian asked cautiously.

After a brief silence, Wan Li nodded, "I was diagnosed with bipolar disorder a year ago."

Hearing this, Chu Xian also stepped forward to hug her, "In the future, you can also say it like this, and we will all listen carefully, don't hold yourself back."

"Speaking of it." Lin Rang pointed to the medical records on the table, "It also says about bipolar disorder, sister Xian, are you a psychiatrist?"

"No." Chu Xian replied while helping Wan Li to sit up, "I am a surgeon, but I used to have a patient with bipolar disorder."

"Oh——" Lin Rang suddenly realized, "I thought it was your own medical record at first, and I was shocked when I saw bipolar disorder, but can surgeons take bipolar disorder patients?"

Chu Xian shook her head, "He didn't come to see me in the hospital. He is my neighbor and he is in high school. His mother saw me as a doctor and dragged me to show him."

"Is this okay?" Lin Rang was startled, "It's not the right major."

"Well, so he committed suicide later by jumping off a cliff on a nearby mountain." Chu Xian replied.

"..."

At this time, Jiang Chun seemed to think of something, "The 'surgeon's mistreatment of bipolar disorder case' is you?"

"Case?" Lin Rang was puzzled again.

"Fucking sued me." Chu Xian said calmly.

"Damn it?" The fat man finally found the opportunity to swear, "Here, are you going to beat me up?"

Chu Xian herself sat down next to Wan Li, "That boy is gay, but his mother couldn't understand what he said, and made fun of him everywhere. From the first time I saw him, he told me I was about to commit suicide. When I was in college, I taught myself some knowledge about psychology, but I couldn’t stop it. It was my fault.”

Xiao Qianqian also found it unacceptable, so she asked, "But what is she going to sue you for? There is evidence that you killed her son, not herself?"

"One time when I was looking for that boy, he was hurting himself. I stopped him and had a fight. His mother used the surveillance video, but only part of it was cut..." Chu Xian said, but turned Turning to look at Wan Li, "Although I'm not a professional psychologist, I don't want you to go the same way as him. No matter what, Qianqian and I are here. Two people and four ears are enough to listen to." .”

Hearing this, Wan Li grasped her hand tightly and nodded repeatedly.

However, Fang Zhiyou, who was sitting not far away, couldn't help muttering in his heart. Speaking of which, he hadn't explained this matter to his mother...

I originally planned to wait for Comrade Jiang Fan to complete the last task before taking him home, but I never expected that the lines for coming out were drafted, and the passbook for elopement was also prepared, but the person disappeared...

"Why am I so miserable..." Comrade Fang Zhiyou couldn't help raising his head and sighed, and suddenly attracted a lot of attention.

"..."

In this slightly awkward silence, the pink phone vibrated twice and lit up as expected.

Jiang Chun's hands couldn't stop trembling, he held it up carefully, and after entering the password, he immediately clicked on the message.

The contact person at the top is Jiang Chun.

But he just covered his face and exited the information interface.

Some words are probably more suitable for reading alone.

So, he clicked on the photo album again.

Sure enough, there were quite a few videos in it. Judging from the background, it should be in the stone room where they stayed before.

When I click on the earliest video, the first thing that appears on the screen is the face of a young girl. It is not amazing, but it can make a man who is nearly thirty years old cry instantly.

"We are now in the third level. It allows us to find out where the plane that disappeared a year ago is not embarrassing!" the girl complained.

At this time, another noisy sound came from not far away.

So the girl turned the camera over, "They are arguing again, alas, it's really endless, why don't we think about the answer together?"

"Hey! What are you shooting!" the bronze-skinned man behind her pointed at her and cursed.

The camera shakes for a while, and finally stops.

"Wait a minute." Fang Zhiyou suddenly shouted, "Give me the phone."

Seeing this as if he had discovered something, Jiang Chun handed him the phone inexplicably.

He pressed his finger on the screen and dragged it back for a few frames before letting go.

However, after watching the real thing, he regretted it again, and when he was about to adjust the screen again, Jiang Chun snatched the phone back.

"This..." Jiang Chun frowned, pointed at the figure in the upper right corner of the screen, looked up at Zhu Liang again, and asked, "Is this you?"

The author has something to say: Fangfang: Is my wife so fond of entering other people's cameras?