Quick Wear: Welcome to the Crazy Scene

Shen Jin had to pay for the damage to his body out of his own pocket, and he had already confirmed an additional points consumption before the mission was completed.

When Shen Jin opened his eyes the next day, he was full of anger.

Perhaps because he had just undergone a craniotomy the night before, no one came to knock on Shen Jin's door.

Even the courses that the doctor focused on guiding failed to attract attention.

During the day, the mental hospital returned to its usual warm appearance, even the floor tiles were warm, and the entire building was shrouded in an orange filter.

Shen Jin controlled his body and followed the instructions of the man from last night, wandering in the corridor.

Someone asked, with a smile on his face: "Are you going to the barber shop?"

"Yes."

Shen Jin said, pulling at her long hair rather irritably: "Long hair, short knowledge."

"I want to shave off all this long hair."

The pink-dressed nurse covered her lips and left with a look of satisfaction that the child was teachable.

Shen Jin took the stairs, and to go down to the third floor, he had to pass through room 520, which was Xiaomei's ward.

Her face was calm, and her steps were the same length of half a tile. Her back was straight, like a marionette.

As she walked past the chained window of 520, Shen Jin saw Xiaomei secretly lifting the curtains, revealing a pair of eyes.

Her eyes were still filled with joy, delighted that Shen Jin had come again, but those bright eyes stopped abruptly when she looked at Shen Jin's face, and turned into astonishment and fear.

How perceptive, poor thing.

Shen Jin felt a little pity for her, but she had no intention of dropping her disguise in front of Xiaomei. She still needed to rely on this body to enter the other world and find the culprit and the missing Ling Luojian.

Across the wall, Xiaomei was horrified. She stepped back in shock, not coming to her senses until her back hit the iron chair.

Then she bent down, clutched her clothes tightly at her chest, and gasped loudly.

Her eyes flushed red again. She was mentally unstable, as if she had fallen into a strange state.

The scene of last night kept replaying in her mind. It was just one night, why did it turn out like this?

That night, Xiaomei was so excited that she couldn't sleep all night. She took a pen and slowly wrote her name, as if she wanted to engrave this memory in her heart.

The dense handwriting on the iron table has been completely covered by the tablecloth. Her room is very safe.

"Shen..."

The call that had just come out of her mouth stopped abruptly. She pressed down her right hand, which was holding the corner of the tablecloth.

The handwriting was hidden under the tablecloth. Everything that happened last night was not an illusion.

But the intuition she had cultivated over the years made her heart beat fast. Shen Jin was not the same Shen Jin from last night.

Xiaomei recalled last night again.

Shen Jin's hands were much warmer and softer than hers. She felt completely at ease when her hands held hers.

There is always a slight smile on the corner of her mouth, which shows tolerance and confidence.

Xiaomei finally put down the drooping fabric, placed her right hand on the table, and raised her left hand, placing it on the back of her right hand. She made the same grabbing motion Shen Jin had made last night.

Xiaomei's body temperature was much colder than Shen Jin's. She herself had never felt anything unusual, but last night she had felt the scorching heat of a human being.

He clutched the tablecloth tightly with both hands.

As if to confirm, she turned her head again and looked towards the window behind her.

But Shen Jin's figure had already disappeared in front of her window.

Like countless women he had seen before, she stepped into the dark stairs, continued to go down, and then returned with a copied and pasted appearance, a changed gender, and a disappeared name.

"Will Shen Jin be like this too?"

"Want to go?"

She tortured herself in her heart.

But she didn't dare.

As long as she hides in her room, she can always remain the same.

She went out. If she went out...

The tablecloth had long been crumpled, revealing the dense charcoal handwriting it had covered.

"But am I really still my original self?"

"If it weren't for Shen Jin, when would you have realized that you had even forgotten your name?"

During the long confrontation, Xiaomei has lost too much of her memory due to loneliness.

Including her memories of being a normal person.

"Besides, Shen Jin shouldn't be like this."

As she thought about it, she tore off the tablecloth, threw it on the ground casually, pressed the door handle, and rushed out.

……

Everything in Guxiang Mental Hospital seemed to be paused.

Doctors, patients, nurses, caregivers. All those diligently working at their posts dropped everything. They looked up in the direction of 520, their eyes a unified madness.

"Out."

Someone is mumbling.

No, everyone was talking in their trances.

"She's out."