The Red Wall of the Net King

When he came out of the psychiatric department, the smell of formalin in his nostrils finally faded.

He took a deep breath, trying to calm himself down.

"You...I'm afraid you have a split personality."

I suddenly discovered that there is nothing like a doctor in white telling you that you are mentally ill.

But I know he's right.

A few days ago, I learned a fact from Yoko Asakusa - she is not some time-travel heroine.

Those so-called remarks from another world-the queen, the Kansai wolf, etc. are just from the support group.

"Didn't you come from time travel?" I lost my mind and couldn't help asking.

"Is your...spirit all right?" She joked with me.

Are you mentally okay?

Are you not mentally ill?

I ran to the hospital in horror.

After listening to my narration, the doctor told me his view with a deadpan face—split personality.

Have you been under some kind of depression for a long time or suffered a serious blow?According to your performance, you should have multiple personalities with split personality.

In order to resist the reality, or want to escape from the current life, your mind develops a new personality to help you change the status quo.

But the way you are now, it should be that personality disappeared after suffering a failure.

Mental illness?That's right, people like me should be mentally ill by now.

I didn't sleep well all night, and my spirits were not very good the next day.

Just about to go downstairs, but was stopped.

"Sister, what do you think this is?" The smiling girl handed over a photo.

This is... I was photographed when I was in front of that hospital.

"What do you want to do?" I was quite vigilant.

"I have another thing on hand, a case report of you in the hospital...why doesn't sister want to take a look, I took a picture." The triumphant smile slowly expanded at the corner of his mouth, deepening to cover the whole world.

The reality is, I'm being stalked.

I don't know who it is, but someone is following me.

"You... sent someone to follow me?" I tried to formulate.

"My sister is too overestimating myself. I don't have that kind of spare time. I can only say that my sister is a failure... It was Asakusa-senpai who told me." Kazaki Yukizakura is obviously the person who crossed the river and demolished bridges. It is this virtue.

"Asakusa leaves?" I probably understood.

She... doesn't like me, isn't it a long time ago?

sneer.

"So what are you going to do with me? Make a big deal out of it...or tell your parents and have them send me to a mental hospital?" I looked reassured.

"My sister's idea is really good, then... just do what my sister said." She smiled sweetly and turned around.

Facts have proved that the people of the Kazeji family are very fast in doing certain insignificant things.

I went to the Psychiatric Department of Kucha General Hospital to approve a ward—it said it was for me to recuperate.

It was rare for them to show their so-called family affection, and even drove me to the ward by themselves.

Looking at the disgusting caring expressions of the Fengji couple, I discovered for the first time that hypocrisy is hereditary.

I was inexplicably panicked when I was surrounded by a large area of ​​white.

In fact, I have been afraid of hospitals since I was a child.

The strong smell of disinfectant there is suffocating, and there is nothing more painful than the memory of watching your mother die in the white ward.

Thinking that the potion might have soaked the mother's body, and the smell was in the air and surrounded us.

That's why, my wounds are always difficult to heal.I almost never went to the hospital unless I had to, and I let those small wounds eventually become indelible.

But I know that no matter how you don't care about the physical scars, they will always heal.But the wound in the heart - not only is it invisible, but it has no possibility of healing.

Basically, no one would visit me—except for Renzuzu, the son of the owner of the hospital.

According to him, he is the only one with a conscience.

Most of the whole school already knew about my illness, and gossip was rampant.

Xia Mujing wanted to come and see me, but I refused.

"Aren't you afraid that I'll see you looking down and out?" This girl just lacked a muscle.

"I'm doing it for your own good. Anyway, you are not allowed to visit me. I have my own reasons." I insisted.

What is it like to be in a psychiatric ward?

Crazy?Unkempt hair?Behaving strangely?

Obviously I let the Wind Festival down.

When she came to visit me as a winner - I was reading a book.

It is not an exaggeration to describe it as leisurely.

No matter how much she tried to make me angry, I just looked at her with a smile.

She doesn't understand my mood.

Don't understand...

In the end, she also failed to get the sense of accomplishment she wanted from me as she wished.

"It's easy to leave without seeing her off..." It's rare that I have done all the courtesy weeks, and I sent her off.