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The wards here are not as rigid as ordinary wards, even the doors are single-person and single-family like apartments in the city, with room numbers and peepholes on them.The nurse led them quickly through the corridor, and when they arrived at the corner, there was a huge curved floor-to-ceiling window. Set of fabric sofas and small round tables.

As soon as Zhao Qiqiu stepped into the corner, he couldn't help but slow down.He looked forward, from the previous corridor to the corner, and then to the corridor on the other side, it happened to be an included angle, like an isosceles triangle.

This is rather peculiar in design. Every other floor has such a protruding angle, which cannot be seen from the outside, but you can clearly find it when you are inside. This protruding landscape platform is like the bow of a ship. Feng Shui is good, but it can only ride the wind and break the waves, it cannot hide the wind and gather energy, it is quite sharp.

The nurse led them around the drinking bar and stopped at the first room of the corridor on the other side.

She knocked lightly on the door: "Shuangshuang, someone is here to see you."

There was a quick response from the door, and a soft voice said, "Here we come."

Walking closer, Zhao Qiqiu sniffed, the fragrance here was still very light, because there was this smell in all directions, it was hard to tell where it came from.

The door opened with a click, and a handsome face poked out from the door.

Seeing this girl, the nurse laughed immediately, but soon withdrew her smile, and told her cautiously: "This is the guardian who called to visit you. You should pay attention to your health and don't chat for too long!"

The girl nodded, looked at Zhao Qiqiu and Mingminglou curiously, seemed to hesitate for a moment, and then said, "Sister, are you waiting outside?"

The nurse nodded immediately: "Yes, I won't go, I'll just wait outside." After speaking, he went straight to the drinking bar.

"Come in first." The girl smiled shyly.

As soon as the door opened, Zhao Qiqiu was stunned by everything in front of him. Is this a nursing home?

All the decoration and furniture in the room are classical western style, brown, red, white, and a large area of ​​dark blue, making the big room compact.The floor is full of pawnshops covered with thick flower carpets, the colors and styles are all imported from abroad, plus a variety of decorative ornaments, there are Chinese styles and Western styles, anyway, they are quite expensive at first glance.

In addition to these, there are four-door refrigerators against the wall, new computers, TVs, and stereos, everything that a house girl just needs is not missing. !

Zhao Qiqiu's eyes fell on the upright piano in the corner of the room and the thick books stacked randomly everywhere. Under the only bay window, the piles of books were as high as hills.

Zhao Qiqiu glanced at the stack closest to him, and the cover on the top said "Princeton Calculus Reader".He stood still, lost in thought—who told me this tm is back to normal? !

Sheng Shuangshuang looks like a typical little girl, and she is also dressed in a white loose dress with cloth slippers on her feet. The words harmless and well-behaved are written all over her body, which really makes people want to be protective.

Zhao Qiqiu hadn't come into contact with such a decent person for a long time, not even a normal girl, so he couldn't help but take a few more curious glances, and Sheng Shuangshuang's face turned red.

"Yes, I'm sorry," Sheng Shuangshuang turned around hastily, and went to the tea table to pour water for them: "I don't know if someone is coming, I'm a bit messy."

Zhao Qiqiu said: "Order in chaos, order in chaos." In exchange for Mingminglou, he glanced at him with a smile that was not a smile.

The two took the water glasses, Sheng Shuangshuang took out some snacks and told them to sit down on the sofa, and then asked: "You?" Facing Mingminglou and Zhao Qiqiu, she couldn't help hesitating, and said hesitantly: "You are grandma calling to see Is it mine?"

The uneasiness in her expression was not fake at all, she was like a real little girl, she couldn't see anything strange.

According to Lin Zhao's information, Sheng Shuangshuang is 19 years old this year, but now facing the two girls, she seems to be younger, less human, unsuspecting of strangers, and speaks and acts like a blank sheet of paper, which makes people glance You can see through.

Zhao Qiqiu suddenly said: "Do you want to leave the hospital?"

Sheng Shuangshuang touched her cup without saying a word, and after a while she whispered, "I don't want to."

Anyone who entered the door could tell that she didn't want to. The nursing home had become her home. Such a meticulous arrangement of a room that would be emptied in the future could only show that she wanted to live here for a long time.

Zhao Qiqiu said: "Don't worry, we just came to understand your situation, can you tell me what happened before?"

Sheng Shuangshuang looked up at him, quite cautiously, and quickly lowered her head after reading it: "I know what you want to ask, the attending physician and other people who came also asked, but I don't have any impression of the previous things, I only remember one day Waking up and that's it now, I just remember the day that started."

"What day is it?"

Sheng Shuangshuang glanced at the calendar on the bay window, thought for a while, took it, and pointed to the date on it for Zhao Qiqiu to see.

--

Zhao Qiqiu saw that the date was this month, and the focus was still ten days ago. The thin red strokes were drawn circle after circle, as if that day was an extremely important day.But Zhao Qiqiu always felt a little bit of disobedience in his heart, and after a closer look, he found something.

The red handwriting is not as bright as it was written not long ago, it has faded a bit.

And this room, if Sheng Shuangshuang had mental retardation before, wouldn't this kind of room full of things seem too dangerous?And counting from the day she woke up, within ten days, she couldn't arrange the room like this anyway.

Zhao Qiqiu flipped through the calendar subconsciously, and found that every page of this calendar had imperceptible old marks, even the paper of the next month and the next month, but the whole calendar did not have a number about the year. --

Only then did Zhao Qiqiu understand a little bit, and he took the initiative to ask: "How many years have you been sober? Three years, two years?"

It was only three years at the earliest. The aura was restarted three years ago, and only after that were these things eligible to happen.

Sheng Shuangshuang gave him a strange look: "No, I told you, if I wake up for so long, I will be discharged from the hospital soon."

Zhao Qiqiu also thought of this incident, just now the nurse was still talking about Sheng Shuangshuang's discharge from the hospital after one and a half months of observation.

Thinking of this, Zhao Qiqiu couldn't help fiddling with the calendar again, his fingertips stopped on today on the calendar and the month one page later.

So, after the "one and a half months" at that time, did anything happen?

Seeing that he was still looking at the calendar, Sheng Shuangshuang couldn't help but lean over to look at it: "Student, is there something wrong?"

"What year is this year?" Zhao Qiqiu asked casually.

Sheng Shuangshuang thought for a while, her face was dazed for a moment, and finally she didn't seem to remember it, and said with an embarrassed smile: "Why do you ask this, don't you bring your mobile phone, why don't you look at it yourself."

Zhao Qiqiu said, "Do you have a mobile phone?"

"I don't like using mobile phones, and no one contacts me." Sheng Shuangshuang's expression became sad.

"You can play the piano?"

As soon as these words came out, Sheng Shuangshuang blushed immediately, and said rather embarrassedly: "Not very good, and no one here taught me, I can only play a few nursery rhymes."

"Where did that piano come from?" Mingminglou asked suddenly.

"Ah?" Sheng Shuangshuang didn't understand why he asked this: "The piano is already in this room. What's the matter? Your questions are so strange. It's time for me to ask you. Is grandma in good health recently? Can she come?" Do you see me?"

"What about the book, the book is already in the room?" Unlike Zhao Qiqiu, Mingminglou casually picked up the remote control from the table and pressed it on the TV.

The TV screen flickered and then went black. Zhao Qiqiu and Mingminglou watched Sheng Shuangshuang at the same time. The latter innocently shrugged: "The TV is broken. I don't usually watch TV. Are you bored? Do you want to read a book?"

Pausing for a moment, Mingminglou really picked up a thin book next to the sofa and read it. Zhao Qiqiu stood up by himself, and said with a smile: "I can fix the TV, otherwise I'll help you look."

As he spoke, Zhao Qiqiu walked to the TV, studied left and right for a while, took out a talisman from his cuff, and pasted it on the TV. --

The TV screen flickered immediately and turned on without the remote control.

Zhao Qiqiu was stunned for a moment, and couldn't help but look at Minglou who was sitting on the sofa—whether this kid was lucky or really talented, and he found him by accident.

The fragrance in the air suddenly became stronger, and the shade behind him suddenly became cool. Zhao Qiqiu coughed, and looked at the lit screen without realizing it: "That's right, isn't it good?"

The picture that popped up directly from the TV did not have any color, and was divided into more than a dozen grids up and down. Each grid had a specific scene, some were frozen, and some were walking.

With a cry, the talisman ignited violently, almost scorching his eyebrows, and Zhao Qiqiu hurriedly backed away in fright.

The TV screen went black again.

A figure in a white dress behind Zhao Qiqiu appeared on the pitch-black screen.

"Who are you guys?"

Sheng Shuangshuang's curious voice sounded, her tone was similar to the previous one, but with a strange pause, and the last few words were even more inexplicably chilling.

Zhao Qiqiu didn't look back, and directly took out a new talisman and shook it: "Why didn't you see clearly just now,

Can I watch it again? "

The voice behind him paused for a moment, and suddenly said: "Okay, then you can watch, this time you can watch carefully."

The TV made a low-frequency beeping sound, the screen turned on, and the previous picture reappeared. There were more than a dozen small grids with different angles, which were the monitoring of this hospital.But this time Zhao Qiqiu saw it clearly, the date on the upper right corner of the monitor was not now, but two years ago.

At first, not all the pictures had people in them, but gradually, as if to cater to certain rules, the figures of nurses or patients gradually appeared in each picture, some were three or two people, some were more, as if being driven away Usually get together.

As Zhao Qiqiu stared at the screen for a longer time, the monitoring also automatically fast forwarded, and the actions of everyone in the silent screen became funny and weird. They gathered together and dodged each other, as if each had a ghost in their hearts and refused to watch. each other's face.

At a certain moment, everyone seemed to hear the loud bang of a signal gun. Someone picked up a pen, someone picked up a paper knife, and someone simply waved the heavy objects around them, and threw each other down. in this way.

An extremely violent performance kicked off like this. Zhao Qiqiu stared at the TV screen without blinking, feeling the adrenaline soaring, as if he was also in the surveillance scene, screaming from all over his body to escape quickly. Or just stay and kill.

Until Zhao Qiqiu really heard the sound in his ear, there was a muffled sound of puffing and puffing in the corridor outside the door.When Zhao Qiqiu turned his head, Mingminglou and Sheng Shuangshuang had disappeared.

The room has changed a lot. The expensive and antique furniture, decorative carpets, and electrical appliances have all disappeared. There are only simple tables, chairs and beds, and everything has become monotonous.

While Zhao Qiqiu was observing, he glanced at the door from the corner of his eye, and at some point, the door had opened quietly.

The voice from outside the door came in without any hindrance.

Puchi, puchi, puchi!

The fragrance was so strong that it could not be ignored at this time. Under such a background, it gave people an illusion, as if the faint smell smelled during the day was the smell left over from a certain moment in the past.

He is probably back to two years ago now.