The subway is being built in front of the H City Psychiatric Hospital. For three months, the hospital has not been exposed to the sandy air, like a barrier isolating it from the Lingfeng Mountain next door. The hospital is built on a hillside. Because it is a specialized hospital, it occupies a small area, but there are only a lot more patients coming and going, especially on Mondays. Yuan Xi comes for reexamination and medicine every month, but this time it happened to be the busiest day. He stared blankly at the calling screen for nearly two hours before it was his turn on the 23rd, so he carried his bag and walked to the clinic.
He couldn't remember clearly what happened in the past three months. They were all incomplete fragments, with no complete and clear events. He felt groggy every day. He only remembered that his mother told him not to be too pessimistic, and the doctor told him that he should have taken medicine a long time ago, so he started treatment. It was as if the memory only started from that time, and everything in the past was just a dream.
"No one will pity you, just give up on yourself." The piece of black said to him.
He couldn't argue because he gave himself away.
Intention: Pure happiness