"I think the two of them are fishing as you just said. I think it's very interesting. I suddenly think it's good to be a mental patient. I'm happy to live." Xiaoming smiles happily and shows a row of teeth.

Suddenly, Xiao Ming stopped laughing and began to say seriously, "but why can't I always remember things?"

Mu Qiu listened to Xiao Ming's reply, and then said very heavily: "some people have amnesia when they get sick. Maybe you belong to this type."

After listening to Mu Qiu's words, Xiao Ming began to whisper: "I'm really afraid that one day they will take me to the hospital."

"Do you know? The last time I went to the hospital for examination, I saw a manic patient. I heard from the doctor that the patient was from the intensive care building, and he escaped by accident. "

"And I saw that man in a tunic." Xiao Ming's expression began to be ferocious.

Mu Qiu is also very sad for Xiao Ming, because after all, he is only 17 or 18 years old. This is the time of his youth, but he has this disease.

"I really don't want to." Xiao Ming began to say in a low mood.

"Do you know what it was like when you got sick, or did anyone tell you?" Mu Qiu asked.

"My mother didn't tell me that she was afraid to make me sad, but the last time I went to the hospital, I overheard the doctor's conversation with my mother, and I knew a little."

"They say that I sometimes curl up in the dark corner of the wall. The most important thing is that I laugh horribly and ferociously." Xiao Ming is very lost said.

"But the doctor said I would not hurt anyone in this situation, and I would not be so sad." Xiao Ming added.

Looking at Xiaoming now like this, Mu Qiu encouraged said: "you look good, the situation is not very bad, I believe you will soon be better."

"In fact, I'm afraid to go out now. I'm afraid to go to school. I'm afraid to meet my classmates and friends." Xiao Ming continued to say with a sad face.

"Why? It's better to be outside than to be inside. " Muqiu tries every means to put Xiaoming's thoughts in order.

At this time, Xiao Ming began to have silence.

Then he pursed his lips and said, "actually... There are some things I haven't told anyone, including my mother

Muqiu thought that since he said there was something he didn't say, he must have planned to tell Muqiu.

"What can you tell me?" Mu Qiu asks tentatively.

"Actually... When I got sick, I was Xiaoming faltered.

When Xiao Ming began to stop talking, Mu Qiu saw him look around and said, "I saw that ferocious man laughing."

"Not yourself?" Mu Qiu asked strangely.

"It's not just me. There's something else." Xiao Ming began to say in a panic.

"What is it? Can you give me a general description? " Mu Qiu asks curiously.

"When I was seven or eight years old, I was playing in the yard next door with my friends. Later, we saw a door open, and then we went down curiously."

"It's a basement, and there's light in it, so it's not very scary, but it's still scary."

"Later, we went on like this. When we got to the bottom, we heard a noise coming from nowhere. Then there were a lot of people pushing and shoving everywhere, and I was pushed into the pillar and fainted."

"After a while, I woke up and found that my friends had run away, only where I was. Then I began to run around regardless of direction, and I was stupid if I still didn't find the exit."

"I stood where I was, and then I didn't dare to move, I didn't dare to shout, I didn't even dare to breathe." Xiao Ming looks at Mu Qiu in horror and says.

Mu Qiu looks at Xiao Ming in front of him, and he can't help feeling a little distressed. It turns out that the child had encountered such a thing when he was so young.