People who love me are crazy

Qiao Mai was awakened by the nightmare, with cold sweat on his forehead.

He is now in the hotel, uneasy.

He wasn't sure if the other party had followed him here. On the way, he changed to three cars and circled more than half of the city. He didn't enter here until it was almost three o'clock.

But just a moment after falling asleep, he was awakened by a nightmare, and it was still pitch black outside the window.Qiao Mai looked at the electronic clock beside the bed, it was only past five o'clock in the morning.

The heating in the room was fully turned on, but Qiao Mai couldn't stop feeling cold, and he didn't feel any sleepiness. He tossed and turned on the bed, and finally sat up, turned on the phone screen, and opened the address book.

I swipe my finger on it several times, and it freezes on Ding Qiurong's name.

He didn't know who to call, but Ding Qiurong was the only one who knew.

The phone was connected quickly, and Ding Qiurong's gentle voice came from the opposite side, slightly hoarse, obviously just waking up from sleep.

"Qiurong, I'm sorry, I made you sleep because of the noise."

"What's wrong, Qiao Mai?"

Qiao Mai frowned: "I'm going to call the police."

"But the police..."

"I have evidence." Qiao Mai interrupted him, "So now I'm going to lure him out."

"Is there anything I can do to help you?"

"At ten o'clock tomorrow, bring the police to my house."

Ding Qiurong's voice paused, he didn't expect that Qiao Mai would really make such a decision, he didn't even know why in just a few hours, Qiao Mai's attitude changed from giving Zhuo Junyu a chance to this look.

But no matter what, he was on Qiao Mai's side.

"Okay." Ding Qiurong nodded.

After hanging up the phone, Qiao Mai went to the bathroom to wash his face.

The face of the person in the mirror was very haggard, with dark circles under the eyes, and green stubble growing on the corners of the mouth and chin.

After taking a shower again, shaving his beard clean, and changing into dry clothes, Qiao Mai regained his calm expression on his face.

After checking out the room, Qiao Mai took a taxi and returned to the residential area.

Now that the sky was already bright, no one was lighting the lights anymore, and the same was true for his own room on the sixteenth floor. He stood downstairs, looked up quietly for a while, and then entered the building.

Taking out the key and entering the house, Qiao Mai called the company, asked for a day off, sat down on the sofa somewhat relaxed, and dialed Zhuo Junyu's number.

There was silence over there, no sound was made, only the sound of shallow breathing came over.

Qiao Mai raised his wrist to check the time, it was ten o'clock in half an hour.

"Come on, I have something to tell you."

He knew that Zhuo Junyu was below, so he must still be watching him quietly in a corner that he didn't see.

Two minutes later, the door was knocked, and Zhuo Junyu came up cautiously.

"Come in." Qiao Mai closed the door expressionlessly.

"Qiao Mai." Zhuo Junyu was a little uneasy.

"Yeah." Qiao Mai paused, "You sit down first."

Zhuo Junyu sat down: "Did you forgive me?"

Qiao Mai thought for a long time, then nodded.

There is no possibility of seeing each other again in the future. Since the other party has paid the price for this, I can naturally forgive him.

Zhuo Junyu couldn't help showing a smile on his face, the dimples on his cheeks were the same as before, but Qiao Mai didn't want to look at them anymore.

"I have something to do, please wait for me for a while." Qiao Mai returned to the room as if fleeing.

At ten o'clock, the door rang on time, and Zhuo Junyu felt a little uneasy.

He and Qiao Mai have lived here for more than a month, but usually few people come here, almost no one knows that they live here, so who is the person knocking on the door now?

Zhuo Junyu stood up and went to the back of the door. He didn't open the door, but quietly looked out from the cat's eyes. Outside stood Ding Qiurong, with gauze wrapped around his forehead, with a slightly anxious expression on his usually gentle face.

"Who's outside?" Zhuo Junyu asked knowingly.

"Junyu, it's me, Ding Qiurong."

Zhuo Junyu looked out of the cat's eyes again worriedly.

"Open the door." Qiao Mai put his hands in his pockets, leaned against the bedroom door, and looked at him steadily.

The doorknob was held by Zhuo Junyu, who turned it slightly, and with a click, the heavy anti-theft door was opened, and then with a bang, the door was kicked open heavily.

"Police! Don't move!"

Zhuo Junyu fell heavily to the ground all of a sudden, his fierce struggle was subdued by the front, and soon he heard two clicks, and his hands were locked behind his back by handcuffs.

Averting his eyes in embarrassment, Qiao Mai controlled himself not to look at the other party, his hands were tightly clenched in his pockets, and he felt his heart was about to jump out of his throat.

But in the end, Zhuo Junyu was arrested, and two young policemen wrestled him out of the building.

"Joe Mai."

Ding Qiurong was a little worried about Qiao Mai, who seemed to be in a bad state.

"I'm fine." Qiao Mai shook his head and sat down on the sofa.

"You two still need to come with me to the bureau to make a record." The little policeman who stayed behind said gently, "You don't have to worry, just make a record and submit some evidence, it will be soon."

Qiao Mai rubbed his face, raised his head and said to the little policeman, "I suspect that the person has mental and psychological problems, can you do an appraisal?"

"This... If you apply, there is no problem." The little policeman said, "But if the other party has mental and psychological problems, the charge may not be convicted."

Ding Qiurong glanced at Qiao Mai, and then said: "It doesn't matter, as long as we let him out of our sight."

Yes... as long as Zhuo Junyu disappears from his own world...

He no longer wants to live in a nightmare.

A week later, Qiao Mai finally received a notification from the police that after Zhuo Junyu was identified, he had certain psychological and spiritual problems, which was a comprehensive symptom.

Currently receiving treatment under the application of the parents, the other party asked to see Qiao Mai.

Qiu Mai agreed.

After a rigorous body search, Qiao Mai met Zhuo Junyu in an empty room.

The figure of the other party has obviously lost a lot of weight in this week, and wearing a striped hospital gown, he looks even colder.

The psychiatric hospital also seemed cold.

Qiao Mai and him sat across a long, long and wide table, facing each other. Although the other party looked a little depressed, his eyes were still full of energy, and he stared at Qiao Mai without blinking.

"Joe Mai."

As if the two had never been separated, Zhuo Junyu's voice was still gentle and focused.

But Qiao Mai couldn't help but straightened his back again.

"They said I was sick." Zhuo Junyu lowered his eyelashes, "But I know I'm not sick."

"You have." Qiao Mai's hands slowly tightened again, "It's serious."

"I'm very clear and clear. I clearly know everything I do." Zhuo Junyu raised his eyes and focused his gaze on Qiao Mai's face again. protect you."

"I'm not a stalker, I'm not paranoid, I'm not persecution paranoia, and I'm not any other disease." Zhuo Junyu's voice gradually became a little cold, he looked at Qiao Mai, and raised one corner of his mouth, "I Just... love you..."

Qiao Mai put his hands in his pockets and forced himself to calm down: "I can't accept your love, and I don't think anyone can accept it."

Zhuo Junyu suddenly said another sentence inexplicably: "I am very happy to see you today."

"This is what we are destined for." Qiao Mai stood up, looking down at each other somewhat condescendingly, "I am also very happy."

After coming out of that empty room, Qiao Mai didn't see Zhuo's father and Zhuo's mother outside, but only saw two little policemen waiting for him. After seeing him coming out, one of the policemen came over and returned the confiscated things to him. , Follow him and send him out.

When passing by the lobby on the first floor, just in time for the patients here to have an hour of free activities, Qiao Mai caught a glimpse of a familiar figure out of the corner of his eyes.

Gu Yanxin sat quietly in the corner, leaning against the window, wearing a hospital gown, long-sleeved trousers, a cup of hot water and a book on the table in front of her, her hair was longer than before, and the broken hair on her forehead The hair hangs down softly, covering his eyebrows and eyes, making the contours of his face look strangely soft.

Maybe because he sensed Qiu Mai's gaze, he raised his head, and his dark eyes were fixed on Qiu Mai's gaze, which made Qiao Mai a little embarrassed.

"Let's go." The little policeman pushed him.

Qiao Mai withdrew his gaze, and followed the little policeman out of the mental hospital.

When these people are not sick, they are no different from ordinary people. Whether it is Zhuo Junyu before or Gu Yanxin just now, the sobriety in their eyes makes Qiao Mai startled.

After returning home, Qiao Mai couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. Since then, that nightmare has completely disappeared from his world.

He changed the sheets, changed the quilt, and changed everything about Zhuo Junyu in this house.

Qiao Mai had the sweetest dream in the past month.

At this time, Zhuo Junyu, who had already applied for the right to write a diary, raised his lips and wrote a new page in his diary.

Wednesday, January 2016, 1 was cloudy and windless

My illness will be cured soon.