I won't do the task of traveling quickly

Chapter 32 Please don't fry CP with my male god (Extra)
How does it feel when the whole world forgets someone, but only you remember it?

Mo Ziran is probably the only one in this world who knows.

"Zi Ran, I have to see Dr. Li for a follow-up visit today, don't forget."

"Ah."

Song Zheng sent him downstairs to the hospital, and Mo Ziran went up to the top floor alone.

It may be that it was getting late, the road was empty, and few people were seen.

The top floor has the best psychological consultation room in S City, and Dr. Li is the best psychiatrist here.

But at this time, he frowned, looking at the case in front of him with some embarrassment.

"You mean, you still feel that this person is real?"

Mo Ziran nodded slowly.

"I've always felt that she was real. I even remember every detail of our relationship, but others have forgotten."

Dr. Li had some doubts. He had been treating schizophrenia for many years.It is normal for patients to fantasize about people or things that do not exist.

However, it usually gets better after a period of treatment, but this is the first time this has happened.

He thought for a while and said solemnly: "Mr. Mo, it seems that we need to increase the dosage."

Mo Ziran came downstairs with the newly prescribed medicine, the corridor was still eerily quiet.

He went downstairs and got into the car expressionlessly.

Seeing this, Song Zheng asked worriedly: "Brother Mo, are you alright?"

Mo Ziran shook his head.

"It's okay, let's go back to the apartment first."

"Okay, but my brother said that you have been in a bad state recently, so let's put the matter of the new album first."

Mo Ziran didn't respond after hearing this.

The black Maybach drove all the way to the parking lot. Mo Ziran refused Song Zheng's company and went back to the apartment alone.

Opening the door, the room was eerily quiet, as if he hadn't had any fun with other people for a long time.

He took the water and took out the medicine.

The pile of white pills and blue capsules were spread out in his palm, staring at him like monsters.

But he swallowed them all anyway.

After taking the medicine, Mo Ziran lay quietly on the sofa, and his cell phone kept ringing the message notification tone.

He picked it up and saw that most of them were from his parents.They told him to go home and rest for a while.

It seems that he has also heard about his illness.

Yes, after all, his father opened so many hospitals, there is always a way to know.

After a while, Song Ke also sent a message to remind him to pay attention to rest.

Mo Ziran turned off his phone a little irritably, and now everyone regarded him as a patient.

He had always felt that he was fine before and didn't understand why he had to take medicine.

But everyone thought he was hallucinating.So far, he himself thinks so.

Maybe the medicine this time contained some sleeping ingredients, so Mo Ziran fell asleep unknowingly while lying on the sofa.

He started dreaming again.

He dreamed that he was in a dark and closed room, with a person falling asleep on his shoulder.The man's breath gently hit his neck, making it slightly itchy but also numb.

He also reached out and hugged the man's shoulders. They leaned on each other quietly, and no one spoke.

But it all seemed so quiet and beautiful.

When Mo Ziran woke up, it was already very dark, only a ray of light came in through the window and cast on his face and body.

He looked at the palm of his right hand, the feeling in his dream was still terrifyingly real, but now he was the only one left.

It's another spring, and Mo Ziran's condition seems to be much better.So he held a concert, and many fans came to the scene.

He was on stage singing a new song he had written, a never-before-released song.It's called "The Girl in the Phantom."

He sang so affectionately that tears almost came to his eyes.

The fans in the audience just kept screaming, excited to meet their idol.

Mo Ziran suddenly felt a little empty, a little lost, and a little bored.

Everyone here seems to understand him, but no one really understands.

He thought of the very familiar island, venue and noodle shop in his memory.He has been to these places countless times to search, but there is no trace of her.

This seemed to be the girl who had appeared in his fantasy, but he didn't know who to tell the secret feelings in his heart.So not even psychiatrists know.

After that concert, Mo Ziran announced his withdrawal from the entertainment circle on Weibo.No matter how much his fans cried and begged, he still persisted.

Because he felt he had no reason to stay anymore.

Song Ke asked him a little strangely: "Have you thought about it clearly, are you really willing to give up your dream?"

In fact, he himself doesn't know, but who is he going to sing to now?

He just felt that this place was terrifyingly oppressive and wanted to escape.

After the summer, Mo Ziran is ready to leave for France, maybe this place where no one knows him is more suitable for living.

Before he left, he went to the hospital again.Dr. Li still didn't know why, but just increased the dosage for him, and suggested that he go abroad to see.

When Mo Ziran returned home, he immediately threw all the medicine into the toilet.At this moment, he had already thought clearly, even if it was an illusion.He didn't want to forget her.

Before leaving, Brother Mo also called Mo Ziran.

"Zi Ran, I won't come to see you off. My parents are very angry now."

Mo Ziran let out a "hmm" when he heard the words, but didn't say much.

He just said lightly: "Brother, parents will entrust you."

The other party also hung up the phone quickly, so Mo Ziran decided to simply pack up some things, and Song Ke would naturally take care of the rest.

He found an old sportswear from the back of the closet, which was not his usual style.

He was about to fold the clothes, but suddenly something fell out of his pocket, making a crisp sound on the ground.

The thing rolled to the bottom of the bed, and Mo Ziran knelt down and picked it up.

It was a smooth polished coral stone, pierced with a small hole, and strung with a red string.

He put the stone in the palm of his hand and looked at it carefully for a moment.A teardrop fell on it.

If all his thoughts were phantoms, then at least there were some things that actually existed.

(End of this chapter)