she fell from the galaxy

In Jincheng in May, the sky is calm and the vegetation is happy.

In the inaccessible suburbs, there are several white buildings standing, the environment is quiet, almost isolated from the outside world.

Judging from the facilities alone, people would think that this is a high-end nursing home, but in fact it is a closed management mental hospital - Qiuhe Mental Hospital.

Zhu Wuyou has been here for more than a month, and has gradually adapted to life here.

Inside the heavy iron gate is another world.

There are strict work and rest schedules, layer upon layer of access control, and monitoring equipment with almost no dead ends throughout the day.

In the middle of the night, some people here will sing the national anthem, with ups and downs, full of emotion; some people here will scream hysterically;

Without exception, these mental patients were classified and labeled as schizophrenia, depression, mental disorder, etc. when they were first sent in.

After that, doctors and nurses will formulate corresponding measures and treatment plans for patients based on the labeled labels.

When Mo Sihan sent Zhu Wuyou in, according to the severity and risk classification of her condition, she was placed in the critically ill area.

Most patients in the intensive care unit suffer from mania, paranoia, schizophrenia, etc. Behaviors such as self-mutilation, destruction of property, and beating are commonplace.

After staying here for a long time, Zhu Wuyou seems to be used to all kinds of unexpected situations.She obviously has a flimsy first love face, but there is a big heart hidden in her body. The more adversity she is in, the calmer she is.

"Go quickly, the patient in Room 21 is harming himself again."

In the corridor, three or four nurses hurried over to hold down the patient next door and tied her to the bed with a rope.

The patient on the bed screamed and struggled, not cooperating at all.

Zhu Wuyou couldn't help showing a trace of worry in his eyes when he heard the noisy movement next door.

Zhu Wuyou, the patient in bed 21, knew her. She was a young and beautiful woman just like herself.

The female patient was called Chu Yu. When she was quiet, her big eyes were beautiful, but their eyes were hollow as if they had been dug out.

She likes to be in dark places and is afraid of light.Every time the lights were checked, she would scream and struggle as if she had lost her sense of security.

Zhu Wuyou heard people mention that she was a talented writer before, but it's a pity that she ended up here.

There are nine out of ten unsatisfactory people who have gone through such a journey in the world.Who would have thought that so many people would suffer from mental illness in this peaceful age where there is no need to worry about food and drink?
"Bed 35, it's time for you to take your medicine."

A nurse came in, and Zhu Wuyou's thoughts were interrupted by her.

The nurse handed her a small transparent cup and five unknown pills.

Zhu Wuyou took the pill, put it in his mouth, and took a sip of water skillfully.

The nurse turned and left the room after watching her finish taking the medicine.

After the nurse left, Zhu Wuyou rushed into the bathroom and spit out all the pills hidden under his tongue.

Then, she pressed the flush switch and watched the pills being washed away by the water.

Zhu Wuyou rinsed his mouth with water and stood there blankly for a while.

There was no mirror in the bathroom. She imagined her current appearance: pale face, disheveled hair, big and dirty hospital gown, very much like a mental patient here.

Zhu Wuyou sighed softly: If she stays like this, she might really go crazy.It seems that I must implement the escape plan in advance.

When she was in college, her favorite movie was about prison break, and now she is going to do something similar - leap over the lunatic asylum.

In reality, they all thought she was crazy, including Mo Sihan.

But she knew that everything she did was planned in advance.The purpose is that one day after she leaves here, she can completely leave Mo Sihan and Jincheng.

The meaning of freedom to a person is beyond the expressiveness of any words.

Originally, she had already been reborn as a phoenix.It was Mo Sihan who tricked her into returning to hell.

This time, she wanted to get rid of everything no matter what, completely.

One thing, Su Lan is right.Su Lan had always said that she was pretending to be crazy, yes, she was faking it.

Fortunately, Mo Sihan didn't find anything unusual, so Zhu Wuyou's escape plan could be carried out.

Before the child was born, for a while, Zhu Wuyou suffered from mild prenatal depression.

But the disease had already improved when she was admitted to the hospital where her friend Su Banxia was.

In the few weeks after the baby was born, Zhu Wuyou didn't see the baby all day long, worrying about the baby's health all the time.During that time, her spirit was indeed broken.

But even so, her condition was not so severe that she had auditory hallucinations.

The reason why she told the doctor that she often heard the baby crying in the middle of the night was nothing more than premeditated planning for the next step.

On the day when I returned to Xishan Villa to get clothes for the child, Zhu Wuyou learned that her child had passed away from Su Lan.

Under the huge blow, Zhu Wuyou's accumulated emotions finally broke out.

In the room, the two lost their minds and fought into a ball until they reached the stairs.

Afterwards, the scene where Zhu Wuyou pushed Su Lan down the stairs with her own hands was someone who plotted against her.

In terms of self-writing, acting and self-directing abilities, if Su Lan's 'Black Heart Lotus' is ranked first, no one would dare to rank second.

As for what Mo Sihan was thinking, Zhu Wuyou didn't care at all.She just grieved over the death of her child, and blamed herself for making the decision to have a child in the first place.

The night of the fire was actually an accident.

At that time, the baby's room was on the second floor near the window. If Mo Sihan hadn't rushed in suddenly, she would have jumped out of the window and escaped.

Zhu Wuyou never dreamed that Mo Sihan would rush into the flames desperately to save her.

At that moment, her heart ached and numb, and she was at a loss.

All the memories of the past flashed through her mind like clouds and smoke: the afternoon when she first met him, the big boy on the basketball court, the devil during the storm, Mo Sihan who was flying moths into the flames...

After so long, it turned out that she still didn't understand him.

Zhu Wuyou asked him with tears and laughter, "Mo Sihan, why did you come back?"

"Zhu Wuyou, do you want to die?" Mo Sihan's scarlet eyes were filled with anger and panic.

When his hand held her firmly, she blurted out: "Mo Sihan, is it okay for us to die together?"

At that moment, she was so powerless.

Reason told her that she only had hatred for him, but her heart clearly proved that she clearly loved Mo Sihan.

Where is the sharp line between love and hate?

Often, it is precisely because of love that a person dies, and love will eventually lead to hatred.

The moment Zhu Wuyou hugged Mo Sihan tightly, she was dazed.What she thought was: since the child is gone, it might not be a kind of happiness for the family of three to go to the next door to get together like this.

Although this way is a bit tragic, she did it.

It's a pity that the two of them should not die.

Afterwards, everyone thought she was crazy.

Under the repeated persuasion of Su Lan and the doctors, Mo Sihan finally sent Zhu Wuyou to the mental hospital.

On the day she was sent here, Zhu Wuyou remembered that the last words Mo Sihan said to her were: "Zhu Wuyou, the fate between you and me is over, and we finally don't have to torture each other anymore."

When he said these words, Mo Sihan's voice trembled a little, and his sharp eyebrows were stained with a trace of sadness that he had never seen before.

The rare softness condensed in his eyes, and an inexplicable sadness emerged.

Zhu Wuyou's slack gaze gathered for a while, and finally returned to normal, clear and bright.

Finally, we don't have to torture each other anymore, what a wonderful sentence, Zhu Wuyou finally came to an end.

……

On the last day of the last week in May, Zhu Wuyou left the mental hospital smoothly and got on the bus to another place.

The process of escaping was exciting and thrilling, but fortunately, the ending was perfect.

Zhu Wuyou randomly stopped a bus at the highway checkpoint and left.She didn't have much cash with her, but fortunately she had enough money to buy tickets.

The bus was driving fast on the highway, and she was sitting on the window seat, full of thoughts.

Ever since she entered the mental hospital, Mo Sihan never visited Zhu Wuyou once.

Does this mean that Mo Sihan doesn't care whether she lives or dies in the future?
so best!
Zhu Wuyou thought about it carefully, the best place to go right now should be an unremarkable small county town.

For one thing, the price of goods in a small county is relatively cheap. With her current economic strength, she can only live in remote places.

Secondly, as long as the place is remote enough and far enough away, even if Mo Sihan wants to find her, how easy is it?

A word 'hibernation' came to her mind.She wants to completely hibernate in a strange place that no one knows.

She knew that this period must be difficult and long, just like bamboo being buried in the soil.But she believed that one day she would break out of the ground and be reborn from Nirvana.

……

When Mo Sihan received the call from the mental hospital, it had been half a month since Zhu Wuyou escaped.

Recently, he has been on a business trip abroad, and he received such bad news suddenly as soon as he got off the plane.

"What? Missing?" Mo Sihan's pupils trembled, and his face was so dark that it couldn't be darker. "Why did you say it now?"

An apologetic voice came from the other end of the phone: "Sorry, Mr. Mo, I haven't been able to reach you, and the call was only made today."

"What happened? How did she get out as a mental patient?"

"Mr. Mo, why don't you come here quickly, it's better for us to communicate face to face."

"I'll go right now."

Two hours later, Mo Sihan's car drove into Qiuhe Mental Hospital.

In the office, the dean explained to him: "Mr. Mo, our cafeteria accidentally caught fire half a month ago, causing chaos. Three mental patients disappeared that day. Later, we searched all kinds of places before we found them. I found two, but Miss Zhu couldn't find it no matter how hard I searched. We have already called the police and have been waiting for the exact news from there."

Mo Sihan's falcon-like eyes were gloomy, and he kept a cold face: "Have you checked all the monitoring?"

"Mr. Mo, if you're worried, I'll take you to watch it from beginning to end."

"Let's go."