Make a fine Omega confident

K Town's clues come to an abrupt end here.

Lin Xiayang sighed, he moved back and leaned back on the chair.He felt as if someone had covered his eyes with a black cloth, and he struggled in this darkness until his head was bleeding.

Ignorance also has the benefits of ignorance, Lin Xiayang suddenly wanted to hit the back of his head, it would be the best to lose his memory, and it would be best to forget all these things now.Thinking about it this way, Lin Xiayang was still a little envious of Qin Ange.

"No!" Thinking of this, Lin Xiayang, who was paralyzed on the chair, bounced. He jumped off the chair, still determined to call Qin Ange.

Lin Xiayang muttered, "Don't let me be bothered by myself."

The ring was connected before it rang twice, and Qin Ange's familiar voice came from the other end of the phone: "What's the matter?"

It seemed a bit noisy on his side, Lin Xiayang heard someone talking.

Subconsciously, Lin Xiayang wanted to say something first: "I can't call you if I have nothing to do?"

"Okay." Qin Ange walked to a quiet place, and his voice became clear.

Qin Ange dragged his voice and said, "Of course—"

Lin Xiayang originally wanted to ask Qin Ange directly how much he remembered, but after getting through the phone, he felt that if Qin Ange had forgotten everything that happened in the illusion, he and Qin Ange would have nothing to say just by talking on the phone. clear.

So, Lin Xiayang asked again cautiously: "You really lost your memory? How much do you remember? Tell me first."

Qin Ange said: "No, I really lost my memory, I forgot everything."

He has been a little annoyed by Lin Xiayang's questions for the past few days, Qin Ange couldn't help chasing after him and asked, "How many times do you have to ask this question?"

"Why don't you let me make a recording first, and next time you can listen to the recording by yourself."

——As soon as Lin Xiayang thought of this matter, he wanted to ask Qin Ange again.

This way of talking is more like Qin Ange, Qin Ange has been very gentle these days, so Lin Xiayang wondered if Qin Ange's amnesia triggered a chain reaction of complications, making him a little abnormal.

Now Lin Xiayang felt more at ease, and he began to ask himself the second question: "Then when will you come back?"

Anyway, Qin Ange lived next door, and it would be the same to tell him when he came back, Lin Xiayang thought so.

Lin Xiayang said, "I have something to tell you."

Qin Ange frowned: "What can you do, can you say something different now?"

The next moment, Qin Ange seemed to have thought of something himself. He said, "Oh, you should be more honest at home. Although you have holidays, don't go out to play every day."

Qin Ange added: "Although the active spirit in the Beiwan community has been resolved, E City is not very safe recently."

In order to prove his point of view, Qin Ange said: "This morning there was also a group suicide by burning charcoal. Fortunately, they were rescued in time. After being sent to the hospital, three of the five people were fine. But now these three people woke up and passed out again. In the past, I couldn’t answer the few questions I asked when I was awake, and I didn’t have the memory of suicide and the reason for suicide at all.”

This is the information that Qin Ange only found out after reading the news and asking the nurse who came to register.

Qin Ange thought for a while and warned: "Forget it, you might as well not go out anytime soon."

"I heard from the doctor today that I can go out tomorrow afternoon. You don't go out today and tomorrow, tell your uncles and aunts to go home after work, take a walk in the living room a few times at night, and don't go out at all. "

This case sounds like another supernatural accident. Lin Xiayang felt that Qin Ange was right, so he nodded in fear.

Qin Ange didn't hear Lin Xiayang's answer, so he hummed from his nasal cavity: "Huh?"

Only then did Lin Xiayang realize that he had made a fool, and he hurriedly said, "I said I knew."

"That's good." After Qin Ange finished speaking, Lin Xiayang hung up the phone.

He was standing by the window at the end of the hospital corridor. This is the No.17 floor of the inpatient department. The window was open. Qin Ange, who had already changed his clothes, put the phone that showed the end of the call into the pocket of his jacket.

On the way back to the ward, Qin Ange was greeted by a few acquainted patients. These are E college students with amnesia. Qin Ange was a little later, and he forgot that he was not just returning to the illusion in the point.These forgotten details include but are not limited to their small habits in life. For example, A, who likes spicy food, now feels sick when he smells chili... However, this does not prove anything.

He walked to the ward where he used to be, and Qin Ange's discharge form was still short of his own signature.He applied to be discharged from the hospital early, and because he didn't have any problems other than memory loss, the hospital went through the procedures very quickly. In fact, Qin Ange could be discharged from the hospital at noon today.

The nurse was tidying up the things in the room. Seeing that Qin Ange had already changed her clothes, she was a little puzzled: "I don't like the hospital so much, so I have to hurry back?"

Qin Ange smiled and said, "It's not a good thing to come to the hospital, of course you have to go back early."

The nurse asked, "Whose phone was that just now? The Omega next door?"

Before Qin Ange could say anything, the nurse said with emotion: "The young lovers are quite tired."

Qin Ange didn't deny it, and handed the signed form to the nurse for a look.

The nurse said: "It's ok, you take the list and go to the service center of the inpatient department downstairs to handle the procedures for them, and then you can be discharged."

It was not one o'clock in the afternoon when Qin Ange walked out of the hospital after everything was dealt with.

He booked a boat ticket from E city to H city, including the return journey tomorrow afternoon.

Qin Ange counted the time.

Just right, Lin Xiayang won't know about it.

Qin Ange is not going to the former site of the psychological clinic in City H, he is going to the sea of ​​ghosts.

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