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"Nothing." Yan Yan retracted his gaze and re-examined the boy, "Tell me about your recent situation."

"Oh." The boy scratched his head and his sleeve slid down from his wrist, revealing a large scab on his arm.

Seeing the man's gaze instantly looking over, the boy quickly explained: "I didn't hurt myself. I haven't done such stupid things for a long time. I saw the woman flying down from the fence, and when I chased after her, I accidentally got scratched by the corner of the brick next to her."

His name is Ye Lianxi, he is seventeen years old and is a schizophrenia patient. Although he is young, he has a history of schizophrenia for four years.

His family said that he used to be a very introverted and quiet child, but suddenly one day he became very lively and talked a lot every day. Sometimes he talked to them, but more often he talked to the wall and the air. Later he even said a few words to the flowers, plants and trees on the roadside.

He transferred from another province and had seen many authoritative psychologists, but his mental state became worse and worse. He became moody and neurotic, and even unwilling to talk to his parents.

Yan Yan took over him for two years and learned that his spiritual world was very rich. He could talk to animals and plants and even see the dead.

When he first met me, he was very surprised and said, "Doctor, you are so clean around me, without those guys around me."

"Those guys" are the spirits he saw. According to him, he has seen many people being followed by spirits in various forms.

He seemed to have locked himself in a bizarre fantasy world.

Ye Lianxi began to talk about what he had seen and heard recently, his tone sounding quite distressed.

"I often see that woman floating in my room in the middle of the night these days. She seems to know that I can see her, but she doesn't say anything. She just stares at me and cries. She has driven me a little insane."

After saying that, he angrily drank a bowl of wine, scowling for a moment, and suddenly thought of a good idea.

"Doctor Yan, can I stay at your place for two days? Those guys don't dare to get close to you. They can't bother me if I'm with you." Ye Lianxi felt that he was a really smart guy.

"Okay." Yan Yan said, "But you can't drink."

“Ah?” The young man looked as if the sky had fallen. “Forget it, I’ll just continue to endure their torture.”

After saying that, he stood up and slipped to the back.

Yan Yan had advised him not to leave his body and brain idle, but to try to do or learn something that interests him, so that he would not often see strange things.

The boy did find something that interested him.

Winemaking.

He has a handsome face and is good at talking. He pesters the master of the tavern every day to accept him as an apprentice. Although the master still refuses to accept him as an apprentice, at least he will not be kicked out from the backstage now.

Ye Lianxi's father had arranged for someone to escort him closely, so Yan Yan did not stay any longer. He took his coat from the back of the chair and walked out of the tavern.

It was still raining outside. Two drunks were squatting at the door of the pub, one tall and one short, each holding a bottle of wine in their hands.

"I've been drinking and can't drive." The drunk man spoke clearly and had a clear mind. He also knew that he couldn't drink and drive, and he didn't sound drunk at all.

"I called a friend to pick us up."

As he spoke, he held the bottle in one hand and rubbed the bottle with the other hand, muttering, "Hey, where's the number? Why can't I find it..."

"I can drive." The drunk woman replied, "I'll drive. I'm a very good driver."

"No, no, you've been drinking too, you can't drive." The drunk man had a strong sense of safety, "Wait a minute, I'll find the number soon."

As he spoke, he put the bottle on the ground, his expression serious, and his two hands started to scratch the ground quickly, like some animal digging the ground.

"What a crappy phone you have." The drunk woman looked disgusted, "Look at mine."

She raised her left hand, stretched out a finger with her right hand, lowered her head and tapped her palm seriously a few times, then put her hand to her ear: "Qingqing, I've been drinking, come and pick me up."

After waiting for a few seconds, she saw the man next to her staring at her. She coughed twice guiltily: "Qingqing went out to play and didn't answer my call. I'll change another one."

… …

Then, she called more than a dozen times in a row, but of course, no one answered.

The drunk man let out a shocking laugh.

She immediately got angry: "There's one more, there's one more I haven't hit yet!"

After she finished speaking, she poked her palms with her fingers twice, and then immediately spoke in a sweet voice: "Yan Yan, it's me, are you there?"

Just as the people next to him were about to continue laughing, a gentle and pleasant male voice suddenly came from behind: "I'm here."

The sound was not loud, but it penetrated the sound of the falling rain, so clear and real.

The two drunks turned their heads in unison.

The man was tall and slender, with his coat draped over his arm and a very casual thin grey sweater on his upper body. From this angle, the man's straight legs seemed to be extremely long. The red lanterns above the tavern were on, and the light and shadow cast on half of his face. His handsome face looked unreal in the rainy night.

The two looked at the man silently for a while, and then Pei Chen spoke first with a serious expression: "You're here so soon?"

He seriously suspected someone of cheating.

"Hehe, I'm awesome, right? Are you convinced?" Fu Yuan smiled proudly, with a rare bit of silliness on his face.

"Humph." Pei Chen turned his head, obviously dissatisfied.

Seeing that he refused to admit defeat, Fu Yuan angrily pushed him to the ground and scratched his delicate and handsome head.

"Fu Yuan."

The man bent down slightly, his eyes level with hers, and seeing the girl looking at him obediently, his expression softened a bit: "Do you want me to take you home?"

"need."

Fu Yuan nodded, not forgetting Pei Chen who was trying to find the number on the wine bottle: "And Ah Pei, send him home too."

"it is good."

Finally, it was Qin Qi who came and sent Pei Chen back.

On the way back, Yan Yan drove very slowly and Fu Yuan fell asleep on the back seat.

This was the first time Yan Yan knew what Fu Yuan looked like when she was drunk.

He was quiet and very well behaved, and looked more lively and real than usual.

She will get angry, act like a spoiled child, be childish, and become very clingy.

The car just arrived at Haitang Street.

"Yan Yan."

The person in the back seat woke up at some point. He poked his head between the two seats, his eyes half open and half closed, and mumbled in a daze, "I'm thirsty."

Yan Yan parked the car by the side of the road, took out an unopened bottle of mineral water, unscrewed the cap and handed it to her: "Drink slowly."

She took it with both hands, tilted her head back slightly, and gulped down most of the bottle. Yan Yan screwed the cap back on and put it aside.

The rain had lightened and the car was very quiet, with only the sound of Fu Yuan's breathing being slightly heavier than usual.

"Yan Yan."

She called him many times today.

"Ah."

Yan Yan agreed to her request many times.