People who love me are crazy

Officer Li took off his black coat and changed into a doctor's white coat.

Qiao Mai was in a daze for a moment, feeling that the other party seemed familiar.

But no matter how Qiu Mai thought, he couldn't think of any useful information.

"Let's go." Officer Li said coldly.

After passing through the dilapidated and deserted flower garden and the messy green grass, Qiao Mai arrived at the inpatient department under the guidance of Officer Li.

The doctors and nurses were busy with their own affairs. Police Officer Li was wearing a white coat, and they regarded him as one of his own, so when he took Qiao Mai upstairs, no one came to question him.

In this way, Qiao Mai and Officer Li made it to the fifth floor smoothly.

The long corridor was extremely empty.

Qiao Mai is very familiar with it, because he has been here many times.

Cold, damp, empty, terrified.

All negative words can be used in this hallway.

The walls on both sides are covered with light green wall paint, which is clearly demarcated from the dilapidated and mottled gray walls. The wind blowing from nowhere keeps swirling in the corridor. When it blows past Qiao Mai, it seems to be Scrape off a layer of skin.

Qiu Mai's palms were sweating.

The corridor was extremely empty, and when the soles of the shoes stepped on the ground, there was a loud sound, accompanied by the echo of "da da", as if it came from another world.

The iron doors on both sides were closed tightly, but Qiu Mai felt that there were countless pairs of eyes staring at him closely.

Those eyes were hidden in the darkness, scattered in the corners, as if watching a prey strayed into a special territory, making Qiao Mai's back sweat profusely.

There are some incandescent lamps with flickering screens in the dim corridor, the pale color coldly illuminating the road under your feet, occasionally there will be one or two extremely strange calls, which sound abruptly, and then spread far away.

The air was extremely sticky and extremely oppressive. Every step cost Qiao Mai a lot of energy. He walked ahead silently, with a little courage in his heart, enough for him to observe the surroundings.

"Stop, turn right." Officer Li behind him said bluntly.

Qiao Mai stopped obediently and turned around.

This was the penultimate ward. Qiao Mai was a little close to the iron door, and he could see the situation inside through the small transparent glass above. There was no one in the ward.

There was a faint smell of rust lingering at the tip of his nose, very much like the smell of blood.

Qiao Mai's stomach churned and he almost vomited.

Officer Li silently glanced at Qiao Mai, took out a bunch of keys from the other side of his trousers pocket, found one of them and inserted it into the keyhole, twisted it gently a few times, and opened the iron door up.

"Squeak-"

The iron door let out a strange groan, which sounded in the empty corridors and rooms, with echoes.

Qiao Mai stood in the middle of the ward, scanned the surroundings, but couldn't find anything special.

"What did you bring me here for?" Qiao Mai asked.

After Police Officer Li put away the dagger, Qiao Mai subconsciously felt that the other party's threat became less.

"Do you feel familiar?" Officer Li asked back.

Qiao Mai shook his head.

A look of doubt flashed in Officer Li's eyes, but he quickly put it away: "You have never been in this ward."

Qiao Mai nodded.

Officer Li closed the door with his backhand, walked to the bed, held the foot of the bed with both hands, lifted it hard, and opened the bed completely, then squatted down, groping on the ground with his right hand.

Qiao Mai couldn't help asking, "What are you doing?"

Officer Li was silent and didn't speak. Soon, his right hand seemed to have groped for something, and then he struggled to lift off a floor tile, revealing a few scattered pieces of paper inside.

"Look for yourself." Officer Li picked up the few pieces of paper and handed them to Qiao Mai.

The paper was covered with dust, Qiao Mai didn't care about other things, raised his hands still locked by shackles, and took it to browse.

March 2016, 3.Saturday.clear.windy

They found out, the right to keep a diary was taken back, and my treatment deepened.

When will I get out of the hospital and see him again.

March 2016, 3.Friday.light rain.It's too difficult for Wufeng to hide the diary, I hope they don't find out.

I have to get out quickly, he is still waiting for me.

March 2016, 3.Tuesday.Negative.breeze

He is still waiting for me.

April 2016, 4.Friday.clear.windy

Three diary papers were found again.

I am a fool.

May 2016, 5.Tuesday.heavy rain.windy

They said my condition was stabilizing and I said I would be out of the hospital soon.

Soon, wait for me.

:-d

May 2016, 5.Monday.clear.breeze

What do you mean I haven't forgotten you!

How could I forget!

How can you use this excuse to keep me from being discharged from the hospital!

June 2016, 6.Wednesday.partly cloudy.Without wind, they watched more and more closely.

I may not be able to record for a while.

What will he be doing?

What if there is danger?

August 2016, 8.Thursday.shower.I seem to see him in the wind.

This is the one hundred and third time I saw him today.

Everyone says it's an illusion.

so real.

September 2016, 9.Tuesday.partly cloudy.windy

I'm leaving the hospital.

wait for me.

:-d

Qiao Mai has been seeing this all the time, and the diary is gone.

He was probably discharged from the hospital, but for some reason, the scattered diaries he wrote down were not taken away, maybe they were forgotten, or maybe it was inconvenient, but anyway, they stayed and were seen by Qiao Mai.

"Understood?" Officer Li asked.

Qiao Mai looked up at him: "This is Zhuo Junyu's ward."

"Yes."

The other party's affirmation made Qiu Mai feel puzzled: "How do you know that his things are hidden here?"

Officer Li gave a half-smile, without saying a word, returned the bed to its original position, then pulled Qiao Mai out, and came to another ward.

The rooms are exactly the same structure, the small air holes reveal a little light, the lonely bed is in the center of the room, but the most eye-catching thing is the wall facing the end of the bed.

The mottled green paint was abruptly filled with a brand new piece of paint, which was out of tune with the surrounding environment, looking weird and peaceful.

"Do you know what is here?" Officer Li pointed to the freshly painted green paint.

Qiao Mai was silent.

"Blood." Officer Li scratched a few times on the wall with a dagger, deftly picking away the outer layer of green paint, revealing the dry dark red blood inside that could not be washed off.

Qiao Mai felt that he could smell blood again.

"This is Ding Qiurong's ward." Qiao Mai barely stopped his dizziness.

The memories he had gradually forgotten flooded his mind again, flooding up layer upon layer like a tide, submerging his feet, his legs, his waist, his heart, and his neck.

Submerged above the head.

A sense of suffocation came, and the bright red and white meat slices mixed with red chili oil filled Qiao Mai's senses.

Qiu Mai knelt and sat on the ground covering his head in pain.

"Ding Qiurong's blood." Officer Li said, "It was left when his wound was not healed."

"Why do you know!" Qiao Mai was very broken, he didn't want to hear this, "Why do you know!"

He felt that his brain would not be able to think anymore, it was buzzing like an electric drill, and there was a sharp pain every time he hit it.The sound disturbed the world, and he couldn't help but want to yell, to get rid of this feeling.

"What did you remember?" Officer Li's voice was a little ethereal.

"Gu Yanxin..." Qiao Mai yelled in a low voice, his headache was about to split, and he forgot everything at this moment, only Gu Yanxin was remembered in his mind.

Officer Li was silent for a moment, then suddenly stretched out his hand and pulled Qiao Mai up, and stumbled out of the ward.

As soon as he escaped from the ward, Qiao Mai felt that the oppressive atmosphere around him gradually eased, and the pain in his brain also eased, only the sweat slowly slid down his cheeks.

His back was soaked with sweat as if he had been fished out of cold water.

"Follow me." Officer Li continued to drag Qiao Mai.

Qiao Mai thought it would be a ward, but unexpectedly, it was a clean and tidy office with clear windows, a large desk with medical records, folders and pen holders, and a pot of green radishes next to the computer , very gratifying green.

There was a hanger behind the door, on which were hung a few white coats and a suit jacket. The smell of disinfectant filled the nostrils, diluting the smell of blood in Qiao Mai's brain.

Panting, he sat down on the soft chair opposite the desk, with his head hanging down as if exhausting all the strength in his body.

"Remember this?" Officer Li said again.

Qiao Mai looked up feebly and glanced around.

He remembered.

This is Dr. Li's office. He has been here before and had a conversation with Dr. Li for a while.

and many more……

Qiao Mai suddenly swiped and raised his head vigorously to stare at Officer Li.

"What's your relationship with Dr. Li...?"

Officer Li pulled the corner of his mouth coldly: "I am his half brother."

Qiao Mai felt another throbbing pain in his brain, he couldn't help reaching out to press his temple and massage slowly to relieve his pain.

He should have thought of it a long time ago, when Officer Li brought him to Yueda to put on his white coat.

Why did Police Officer Li know the back door of Yueda, why he was so familiar with the hospital, why he had the key to the ward, and why he knew exactly the secrets about Zhuo Junyu and Ding Qiurong.

Why did he feel familiar for a moment when he saw the other party put on a white coat.

It turned out to be the case.

"I will hide you here, and no one will ever find you." Officer Li touched Qiao Mai's face, "You will be in my hands and become a brand new you."

Qiao Mai suddenly felt a chill.

Officer Li opened the small room on the side for storing sundries, and pushed Qiao Mai in.

"You can't do this!" Qiao Mai tried his best to control himself and calm himself down, but the throbbing pain in his brain made him almost unable to think. The next second of pain seemed to be that he was about to pass out. Clamping on the door frame with too much force, no trace of blood could be seen on the whitened knuckles.

"You will be with peeping, blood, and sickness, and you will recall everything over and over again. And I will be a witness."

The familiar smile of Qiao Mai once again appeared on Police Officer Li's face, which was extremely gentle, but with a hint of madness.

"You are dreaming!"

Qiao Mai shouted angrily.

"I will always be me! You are doomed!"

The door hadn't been completely closed yet, and Qiao Mai saw the office door being pushed open, and a doctor in a white coat walked in slowly, and Qiao Mai couldn't help but ignite a glimmer of hope in his heart.

"Brother." Officer Li's words made Qiao Mai's heart sink again.

Dr. Li nodded, and stood side by side with Officer Li, looking at Qiao Mai.

They were against the light, Qiao Mai couldn't see each other's face clearly, he just felt that his eyes were very blurry, and the two people became more and more alike, and in the end, they almost became one person.

"What's going on here!" Qiao Mai felt a burst of fear, "What's going on?!"

"Joe Mai!!!"

An anxious and flustered cry came from the corridor outside the door, and Gu Yanxin's voice suddenly pierced into Qiao Mai's ears, which lifted his spirits.

Qiao Mai felt light all over, even the dizziness disappeared, but Police Officer Li and Doctor Li were still standing coldly in front of him, and they closed the door of the storage room coldly with outstretched hands.

A second before the door was closed, there was a loud bang, and Qiao Mai seemed to see Zhu Qingfei, who was wearing a blue coat, kicked open the office door and broke in through the crack of the door.

Then the world went dark, all sound disappeared, and light was swallowed up.

Qiao Mai couldn't even feel his own existence.