I still don't want to go to school today

The light on the top of the door began to flicker, and those who hadn't had time to get out of the car were in a hurry.Wrapped in the crowd, Fu Luojia squeezed out of the car door, not forgetting to protect the ice cream.

Xu Zhibian quickly followed up and grabbed his shoulders.

The escalator is very long, and the back of the head disappears at the end, continuously.The temperature of the air changed according to where he stood, and his back was soaked again before reaching the ground.

Xu Zhibian corrected the direction for him once: "Take Exit A."

In front of the outpatient building of the Provincial Hospital is a large square with fountains, benches and stone carvings.A few pigeons landed on the stone sculpture, leaving some white excrement on the figures' eye sockets and shoulders.

Fortunately, I don't know whose statue it is.

"Are you going to eat it before going in?"

Fu Luojia came back to God.

"what?"

"ice cream."

"...Okay." He nodded after a moment of silence.

"I'll go to the outpatient clinic to make an appointment." Xu Zhibian said. "Wait here for me, okay?"

He lowered his head and scooped up a scoop of ice cream.

"Phoraka? Did you hear that?"

"……what?"

"I said, wait for me here." Xu Zhibian bit the word "here" very hard. "Don't leave here alone."

He looked up and looked to the side, and found himself sitting under a paulownia tree. "……good."

Xu Zhibian rubbed his head. "Don't wander around."

He nodded, and Xu Zhijian took the trouble to confirm with him again.Then Xu Zhibian trotted in a certain direction and turned his head twice.

He stared at the gradually empty ice cream box and thought, why do you need to register?What's the number?

——I still can't turn my mind a little bit.

He glanced at the inpatient building behind him, took a deep breath, and felt the force of his heart pounding downward against his diaphragm.He wanted to calm down, but he involuntarily mobilized all his senses.

ice cream.

Xu...Xu Zhijian bought me an ice cream.He tried to analyze the matter.

Let me wait for him here.

he goes--

What did he do?

The spoon in his hand fell straight down.Fu Luojia suddenly stood up from the bench, leaned on the back of the chair and panted for a while before the gray stone sculpture wiped away the darkness again and appeared in the field of vision.

He took a few steps, then suddenly lowered his head to search for something in his pocket.

But not found.

His movements became rough, and then he noticed something, and pressed his right hand that was still trying to make trouble with his left hand.

He saw the fingers of his right hand flick a few times in the palm of his hand and then die down.

"Fine, you're fine, you can manage—"

Who is speaking?

And... what about Xu Zhijian?

He wiped his face with the back of his left hand, and as soon as he took a step, he bumped into a person squatting on the ground.

Several pigeons huffed into the air.

"Hey, can you see the way?!"

He quickly let go of the two hands that were clasped together, straightened his neck, glanced at the man dodgingly, then looked away, and replied vaguely: "That... I'm sorry... I'm sorry."

"What's going on, you—"

The man complained a few words, then continued to break the bread in his hand.The pigeon circled and fell again, drawing a messy airflow from the tips of its wings.

He stepped back under the man's strange gaze, still bowing his head. "Can...excuse me again, may I ask the inpatient department...?"

"Inpatient department? Do you want to go there?"

"……Correct."

"Hey, are you—to see a patient?" She shook off all the bread crumbs on her hands, and unzipped a messenger bag she was carrying. "For this matter, mentality is very important. You go past with such a sad face, what do you think when the patient sees it? Wipe your face with that piece of paper first."

"Thank you." He took the paper after a while and held it in his palm. "The inpatient department is at—"

"Just go over there. Areas A, B, and C are next to each other, and the ones in D are a little far apart. Which area are you looking for?"

"……I have no idea."

"What about the department, which department is it?"

"..."

He panicked, and at the same time began to get impatient.

"Thank you."

Then he walked quickly towards the white buildings.

"Hey wait—" the voice suddenly raised. "Are you uncomfortable? What's wrong with your hand—"

He trembled all over, and his first reaction was to grab his wrist and run away.

"Hey - what are you running for!"

Compared with her confusion, what he didn't understand was why she followed her.

"Wait a minute!!"

"Don't run -!! Wait a minute!! Hey - I said wait a minute, can't you hear me?!"

"Brother! Help me stop that boy—the one who is running, that's right, that's him!"

"Hold him!"

"Stop him! Don't let him get away—"

At first it was just one person, but after running, it became a noisy scene. Words such as "arrest", "thief" and "do not move" emerge in endlessly.

After jumping off a high hurdle, he staggered a few steps, and was immediately grabbed by those who were chasing him—in a ridiculous posture.He opened his mouth and breathed heavily, and his vocal cords ran uncontrollably, making some intermittent whimpers.

He tried to bend over, but the attempt was detected and stopped.One leg pressed against his spine, stretching him like a bow.

"He seems to be holding something in his hand—"

"Open it and see—"

"release!"

During the scramble, someone pulled up his cuffs, and the bandages and gauze inside scrambled for fear that others would not know it.

"It's just a piece of toilet paper. Where's the wallet, hand it over."

"Hey, look at his hands..."

"Not in my pocket! What's the matter?"

"It feels like he's not conscious, why don't we call the police? His hand must be the eye of a needle, be careful, it's something like that—"

"Yeah, yeah, it's been a mess around here lately..."

"What's your name and where are you from?"

Although he was no longer running, he still felt his vision shaking violently.

He suddenly saw some thin lines, which seemed to be blood vessels in the eyelids.But he also saw twigs and doves, all tinged with a thin tinge of red.Tears with a strong fishy smell rolled over everything in sight, and the world became a crumbling arc.

……

"When?"

"The sooner the better...tomorrow...or just tonight..."

Xu Zhibian looked serious. "Really think it over?"

"She's sick—"

"She is her, you are you."

"Don't let her out..."

"...Okay." He sighed. "I'll go with you. Don't go out alone tonight, okay?"

"..."

"Foraka?"

silence.

"Did you hear that?"

……

The sound of a messenger bag zipper.

"What about people—why are you handcuffing him like this?!"

"Didn't you say he stole things?"

"Steal what, I'm looking at him—" There was a pause. "He... His complexion doesn't look very good, he seems to be sick. When I called him, he ran away again, afraid that something might happen to him..."

"Isn't it stealing?"

"No, he just came to ask for directions. I guess he came to the hospital to see his relatives..."

Fu Luojia got his wish and got himself together.The gauze was torn away, and he started to tear off the scars.

Blood dripped unimpeded to the ground.

"Then why are you shouting, I thought it was robbery."

"I still feel that this person is not right, as if there is something wrong with the spirit-what the hell is going on with his hand?!"

"Oh my god, it's scary, do you want to send her to the hospital?"

Someone came to grab his arm again.He opened it without thinking.

"Please Jean—I'm his friend. I know him. Yes, I know—"

After hearing this voice, he raised his head, pressed the paper in his hand to his face, and tried to stand up.

"What happened to him, I almost called the police - scary."

Xu Zhibian pulled the dirty paper out of his hand, and whispered to him that it was all right.

"Why are you here?" He sighed again. "I've been looking for it for a long time."

"What's the matter with him?"

"He's sick." Xu Zhibian turned his head and replied. "I'll take him to the doctor."

Everyone around made a look of sudden realization.

"No wonder."