On the Day I Was Discharged from the Hospital, the Whole World Was Waiting for Me

When he woke up, the restraint buckle was open. There was no one in the corridor, no one at the nurse's station, no one in the whole city outside the window. The first person I met on the street was wearing white clothes with someone else's name printed on the back. The man said: Your daughter is waiting for you at home. Three hundred kilometers away from home. He set off. Along the way, people greeted him warmly everywhere. The food is always hot, there is always an extra chair on the dining table, and everyone is smiling just right. They fed him, clothed him, called him by name, and advised him: "Have a rest and leave again tomorrow." No one harmed him. But those who stayed never left again. They always talk about "that day". Only he didn't know what happened that day. He didn't know why, as he walked further, The color on his body is missing.