the years when i was in heaven

Qiu Su invited Mingli, a stranger, into the house, and was very enthusiastic, so enthusiastic that Mingli panicked.

Although Qiu Su denied it, blood ties could not fool anyone.

As soon as you enter the door, you will find a narrow and long corridor. At the end, there are stairs leading to the second floor. The doors of the rooms on both sides are tightly closed, and they are the same pure white color as the walls.

This made Mingli feel uncomfortable but he couldn't tell what was uncomfortable.

"Xiao Hai likes painting the most." Chou Su, who was leading the way, turned his head and smiled at Mingli, "I prepared a lot of painting tools for him. This kid will be an excellent painter in the future."

Mingli forced himself to laugh.

Go up the winding wooden stairs to the second floor.The rooms on the second floor are also closed, only an extended open-air balcony can feel the sunlight outside.

There is an easel standing by the French window next to the balcony, covered with a white cloth, the edge of which shakes in the wind.Rows of tubular painting materials can be vaguely seen outside the gauze curtains.

"Look at my brain, wait a moment, I'll make tea."

Before he could stop her, Qiu Su trotted down the stairs.

The sound of "dong dong" faded away, and Mingli put his hand in his pocket to hold a small transmitter.The gentle man gave it to him, saying that if an emergency occurs, you must not pretend to carry it yourself, and you must call them over.

At that time, Mingli was still deaf to it, wondering what could happen if he visited a sick patient.Looking at it now, he thought it was too simple.

Those who don't know how to paint know that the painting materials should not be exposed to the sun, and those closed doors seem to rush out at any time.

Mingli walked to the drawing board, stretched out a finger and lifted the white cloth.

With the sound of hurried footsteps, Qiu Su came back, holding a small plate of fruit in his hand.Mingli noticed that there was a small piece of stain on the gap on the side of the fruit plate.

Much like bloodstains.

"Eat fruit." Qiu Su smiled innocently.

"...Thank you." Ming Li picked up a pear and took a bite while Qiu Su watched.

Pears are very sweet, but Mingli has no appetite.

"You just said, who are you looking for?"

Ming Li's hand trembled slightly, and met that innocent gaze, "Chou Su."

"She's in the northernmost room, I'll take you there."

Before leaving, Mingli quickly lifted a corner of the white cloth on the drawing board.

At that moment, he could clearly see the painting inside.

It was a portrait, the facial features were distorted to the point of deformation, the color was thick, and almost all the dark colors were splashed on it, but its toothy mouth was a dazzling bright red.

With a bloody mouth, it seems to be able to eat people.

Ming Li noticed that there was not even a single sharp object around, not to mention painting utensils.

Qiu Su, who had already reached the corridor, turned around. She held on to the railing, and the wooden railing creaked. There was darkness behind her, "Why don't you leave."

Mingli got goosebumps all over his body, "I suddenly remembered something else, I'll visit you another day."

"You are leaving." Qiu Su said disappointedly, "You are all leaving."

Her delicate and pitiful appearance made people feel distressed, but Mingli's palms were covered with cold sweat.

"Can you please don't leave." Qiu Su begged and said, "I will be very good, very gentle, very strong, I am not afraid of living a hard life, and there is also a child, what will you do with the child if you leave, Xiaohai is only so small."

Mingli didn't know what to say.

The two stood facing each other for a while, and Qiu Su suddenly returned to the happy look at the beginning, and smiled at him, "It's already here."

Qiu Su pushed open the door of a certain room.

The design of this building is very strange, there are several doors facing in the direction of oblique.Just like the current door, from the perspective of Mingli Station, you can see the inside at a glance.

The door must have not been opened for a long time, and there was a harsh metal friction sound.What was rushing straight at Mingli was a bed, and when he saw it clearly, he stepped back abruptly.

The bed was smeared with red dye, the quilt was torn, and the cotton was turned inside out.

A rag doll stood on the head of the bed. Its face was similar to the face painted just now. It was distorted and weird. It was tilting its head. Its big gloomy eyes were staring straight at Mingli outside the room. The cotton on its neck was red.

"Aren't you looking for her?" Qiu Su said, "Why do you look very scared?"

Ming Li then stepped back and pushed open a door behind him.The doors here are closed but not locked, and there may be no lock cylinder in the doorknob.

This door was pushed open easily, maybe it was pushed often, or maybe Mingli's force was too great.The door banged against the wall behind it.

Qiu Su exclaimed and rushed forward.

Mingli dodged subconsciously, but Qiu Su didn't go after him.

Chou Su rushed into the house and rummaged through a pile of dolls, "Where did you go, where did you go! My child, my little sea..."

The dolls flew around, making the already chaotic room even more chaotic.With the light outside the door, Mingli could see the room clearly.

Scary graffiti was splashed on the walls, as well as scratches from fingernails. Each of them was missing arms and legs, and was stained red like blood.

Some had half of their bodies dyed red, and some had red faces with ferocious expressions.

Qiu Su stopped suddenly, looked at a corner in bewilderment, and crawled over with both hands and feet.The doll in the corner is sound in this, and better made than the rest.Qiu Su took it into his arms and patted it lightly.

"The baby is good, the baby doesn't cry, the baby is the most obedient, our Xiaohai is a good boy..."

Qiu Hai was like this, day after day, year after year, facing such a biological mother.

Under the oppressive atmosphere, Mingli had difficulty breathing.

"Xiaohai... Xiaohai... Mom, I'm sorry..." Qiu Su cried for a while with tears streaming down his face, then stopped in shock.

Every time she suddenly changed her state, Mingli's heart would "thump", and the fear of not knowing what would happen next eroded him.

"Mom, run away now, wait for mom... Mom is here!"

Qiu Su stumbled and got up and opened the curtain, but the window was welded to death by iron plates.She frantically rushed forward to try to break it apart, and Ming Li hurried up to restrain her.

Chou Su cried and shouted and resisted desperately, banging her head against the wall crazily, with such strength that Ming Li couldn't hold her back.

The scene is out of control.

In this strange confined space, Ming Li desperately hoped that someone could come and help him.

But who will come to help him.

Qiu Hai knew very well that there was no such thing, that's why he always acted like he was rejecting people thousands of miles away.

The transmitter clicks and the red light flashes.

Men and women in white coats rushed into the small building, and the gentle man and Yu invited Mingli out politely.Especially Yu, she endured an impatient expression, feeling that a lifetime of upbringing has been used up today.

Qiu Su was taken away by a group of white coats.

Mingli squatted on the grass outside the building and vomited furiously, feeling as if his internal organs were about to be vomited out.The gentle man handed over a bottle of water, and Mingli waved his hand.

"Mr. Ming, you don't want us to notify the local police station either, do you?" Yu crossed her arms and nodded impatiently with her fingers.

Ming Li looked at her big red lips, held back his urge to look away, "Where are you guys?"

"This is a hidden psychiatric hospital. Those who are sent in are people whose clients don't want to make it public." Yuju looked down at him, "We are not medical staff, we are guards."

Mingli stayed in a motel in a nearby town.

It rained heavily that night, with lightning and thunder.

Mingli frowned, sticky sweat drenched the back of his clothes.He dreamed that he was standing outside the small white building, the door behind him was wide open, and a woman in white was standing in the cold and dark long corridor.

The woman was holding a dilapidated doll in her hand, and blood was dripping from the doll's feet.The woman walked forward step by step with bare feet, "Don't go, okay..."

The doll suddenly opened its bloody mouth, its eyes popped out, and repeated with a smile: "Don't go, don't go..."

"what--!"

Ming Li was startled awake, the rain outside the window continued, his chest heaved violently, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

He finally took out his mobile phone and dialed the familiar number.

This time the other party answered quickly.

Qiu Hai didn't speak, and Ming Li was also silent.

The call time passed by by the minute.

Mingli finally heard the familiar voice that he thought about day and night, and the voice said hoarsely, "Do you regret it?"

Another seemingly endless silence.

Mingli hung up the phone suddenly, threw the phone on the sofa as if holding a piece of hot potato, curled up and stared blankly at the rain outside the window.

I watched it all night.

The next day, Mingli checked out the hotel under the worried gaze of the hotel owner with scary dark circles under his eyes.

After the rain, the sky cleared up, but he only felt that the sun was making people irritable.

The town is very lively today, everyone is talking about something.Ming Li asked the hotel owner, who was a fat white woman.For the first time, Mingli felt that the word "kind-hearted eyebrows" could also be applied to foreigners.

"I heard that someone died in the nearby nursing home last night."

The baked bread fell to the ground, Ming Li was cold from head to toe, "What?"

"His family decided to die by euthanasia." The hotel owner drank milk and cereal and sighed, "It seems that he doesn't want to pay the heavy medical expenses."

Mingli Guangsu took out his mobile phone to make a call.

"Sorry, the number you dialed is temporarily unavailable, please try again later..."

Seeing his anxious look, the hotel owner said worriedly, "Is there anything I can do for you?"

Mingli's eyes were red, and he said solemnly, "Please take me to a nursing home."

The car was bouncing, and last night's rain had accumulated in the potholes and mud.The female driver is probably really a road killer, and it is no exception in foreign countries. The hotel owner only chooses places with pits to run.

Mingli had an ugly face and clutched his stomach, but fortunately he had the physical fitness of a pilot here.

When the car stopped in front of the nursing home, the hotel owner broke out in sweat, hugged the tree and vomited it out with a "wow".Mingli patted her on the back and told her to go back and have a good rest.

This time Mingli stepped forward to ring the doorbell arbitrarily. The doorbell was like a reminder, and the people who came to open the door were much faster than last time.

Yu, who opened the door, frowned, then was taken aback, "What's wrong with you."

Ming Li knew that his unshaven beard and chicken nest hair were very eye-catching, "It's nothing, let me in."

He had thought that the door would be closed again, after all, the woman named Yu would not accept it, but he did not expect that Yu took a few steps back and opened the door.

On the contrary, Ming Li was stunned at the door.

"What, you're afraid of letting you in?" Yu teased.

Ming Li raised his foot and stepped in, the door closed slowly behind his back, and only then did he see the thickness of the door and the locks lined up on the door.

"There was something wrong with us yesterday, you won't be able to see her." Yu Bian led the roadside and said.

Mingli stopped abruptly.

Yu turned her head, and it seemed that this kind of situation was common here, she said calmly, "Why don't you leave, although you can't see her, there is someone who wants to see you."