Uncle Nine, where are you running to?

Sometimes you know whether you can defeat him just by one encounter.

Jingzhi felt that she couldn't.

During lunch, Jingzhi stopped trying to get close to her.

He ate quietly by himself, a million miles away from his thatched cottage.

The thatched cottage was surrounded by people.

Those fellow patients were already impressed by his magic and gathered around the thatched cottage, calling him their brother. Even the "mushroom" was willing to lean beside him and be a mushroom growing under a big tree.

However, how could a group of psychopaths be so well behaved while eating? It would be good if they didn't overturn the table.

The thatched cottage is located in the center of the area, and you have to avoid the flying soup and vegetable leaves after just a few bites.

The cleaning lady was mopping the floor beside him, cursing at him.

"Lift your feet. Come on, put your feet inward."

The mop was stained with vegetable juice, and it looked green and greasy.

A dirty strip of cloth from the mop just touched his instep for a second, and Caolu frowned and immediately stood up with the dinner plate.

Looking around the cafeteria, it was filled with all kinds of strange people.

There were only a few empty seats next to Jingzhi who was sitting in the corner.

Mentally ill people are actually quite sensitive to changes in other people's attitudes.

Jingzhi's face looked bad, and he gave off an aura that said "keep away from strangers". No patient dared to approach him.

It was her.

Cao Lu hesitated for a while, but in order to avoid misunderstanding, he chose to sit back in his original seat.

As soon as he sat down, the mop head on the "judge's" head almost flew into his bowl.

Why is eating a meal so annoying?!

Caolu, holding the plate that had not yet been put down, turned around and said in a deep voice, "Don't follow me," and walked straight to the seat in front of Jingzhi.

Look at her raising her head, there is still an inexplicable expectation in her eyes.

Cao Lu sat down calmly, but began to avoid suspicion: "Don't misunderstand, benefactor, it's too chaotic over there."

"Oh." She lowered her eyes, hiding her emotions. Her expression gradually grew colder, and the smile on her lips became more distant. "You don't have to call me benefactor. It's just a small favor."

She took a deep breath and said, "I won't think about it any more. I know Mr. Caolu is devoted to the Tao and won't force anything on you. Just treat what I said before as bullshit."

Caolu: "...That's good."

The air was silent for a moment.

The patients two seats away couldn't stand the weird atmosphere and fled.

A large area of ​​the three-meter-long table suddenly became empty, which fulfilled Cao Lu's wish to have a quiet meal.

He was very well-educated and ate in silence, with only the occasional tap of chopsticks against the edge of the bowl.

It's not really any noise.

However, just one or two sounds made Jingzhi, who was in a bad mood, frown even more.

She put down her chopsticks, suddenly stretched out her hand towards the thatched cottage, and said in a cold voice: "Give me back the comb."

Caolu paused slightly with the chopsticks in his hand, then put down the cutlery, picked up the tissue on the table and gently wiped the corner of his mouth, then turned and pointed to the ward.

"It's on my bedside table. I'll bring it to you later."

"Thank you," Cao Lu added softly, "Don't be so frivolous when talking to men next time. It's bad for your reputation."

Jingzhi's forehead vein jumped, and he stood up quickly, turning around with the food he had only touched a few bites of, "I will respect you from now on and won't speak rudely to you again."

She took a look at his neatly combed Taoist bun, stepped off the bench, and paused.

Turning his back to him, he said, "Let's call off the three-year agreement."

"To appease Mr. Caolu, how about we become sworn brothers and sisters?" She turned her head and said.

A forced melon is not sweet, so she gave up.

She couldn't pry open this hard stone.

It was Lin Jiu who proposed the sworn brotherhood before, and this time, she was willing to do it.

The sooner they become sworn brothers, the better. She can also give up on this idea sooner.

Cao Lu was slightly stunned, then he let out a breath and gave a distant smile.

"Well... Miss Lin, I'm nearly fifty years old. It's really not appropriate for me to be your brother or sister."

"What's more, judging by your cultivation and appearance, you would only be in your twenties if converted into human age. I don't want to take advantage of you."

With a "clang", Jingzhi forcefully poured the food residue on the plate into the kitchen waste bin. He couldn't keep a straight face and looked extremely embarrassed.

Was he sure he wanted to push her so far?

She slowly closed her eyes and said, "I am trying to get ahead of myself. If you don't want to, I won't force you."

Seeing her leave in anger, he sat down in the thatched hut, picked up the chopsticks again, picked up a piece of vegetable and chewed it slowly.

The man with glasses glanced at the cold figure from behind, then quietly approached the thatched cottage, "Brother Caolu, isn't she with you? Did you have a falling out?"

Cao Lu sighed, thinking that eating a meal was really not a worry. "We have never been together. We are just strangers who met by chance."

"What's the point of falling out?"

The man with glasses pushed his glasses up and scratched his head, "But she gave you a comb."

"I've been here for so long, and no relatives have come to visit me. Only my mom helps me comb my hair when she comes."

Brother with glasses felt that he had realized it.

"Is she your mother? Your mother is so beautiful."

“…” Cao Lu was speechless and choked with emotion.

The meal was really tasteless. Caolu, who has always been very careful with food, cleared the table after only a few bites.

……

In the afternoon, patients undergo psychological tests and have their conditions assessed one by one.

Jingzhi's bed was only two meters away from the thatched cottage.

She didn't want to see him, so she volunteered.

The first one to walk into Gigi’s counseling room.

Jingzhi sat on the chair, her left hand gently twisting the pinky ring on her right little finger, her mind constantly wandering to how Zhu Jiu was cruel enough to let her leave early, and how Cao Lu was so unresponsive.

The more Caolu rejected her, the more she missed Zhu Jiu's kindness to her.

She sighed repeatedly, hunched her shoulders slightly, and leaned her back completely against the back of the chair, looking devastated.

"Are you in a bad mood today?" Gigi asked.

"Yeah." Jingzhi replied vaguely. She even felt that Gigi Huang's beauty couldn't make her happy. "Doctor Huang, I'm really not sick. I just walked in here by mistake. You can do whatever tests you want to do on me."

"I don't want to stay here anymore. It's so annoying."

Gigi chuckled, turned the printed paper toward her, and tentatively held out a pen.

"That's what every patient who comes into my office says." She pointed to the people doing their after-dinner activities in front of the computer screen.

"Oh." Jingzhi took the pen and felt that this matter was extremely ridiculous.

She bit the pen, puzzled by the question of how a normal person could prove himself normal in a mental hospital.

The test questions Gigi gave her were all kinds of strange, and she picked and chose some of them to do.

She just ignored some really weird questions.

After finishing, she pushed the paper back to Gigi, tapping her fingers on the ballpoint pen, and said impatiently:

"This question is a bit strange. Just ask me directly. I'm really not crazy."

Gigi looked through the papers she had answered, and while praising her beautiful handwriting, she also complained about outsiders who casually stuffed normal people into this mental hospital.

Yes, normal people.

Only patients with unique thinking can answer those strange questions.

The woman in front of me doesn't seem to be sick.

She pushed the papers away, crossed her arms, and said to Jingzhi, "I can let you out, but you have to finish these tests and then find your guardian to take you out."

"guardian?"

Where could she find a guardian?

She had just arrived in this world and the hospital was still full of surveillance cameras.

She couldn't even secretly take out her cell phone to search for information.

"Well, I'm an orphan and I have no guardian."

Gigi paused slightly, leaned back in her chair, crossed her arms around her knees, and muttered something about being in trouble.

Then he looked up and asked:

"Do you know where your home is?"

I don’t know.

Jingzhi now only knows that it should be around the 90s and should also be in the Hong Kong area, because the local accent is still there.

As for whether her and Zhu Jiu's home still exists in the different time and space, she has no way to verify it for the time being.

Seeing Gigi's eyes gradually showing suspicion, Jingzhi gritted her teeth and gave her the address of the two-story villa she had bought.

"Are you... sure that's your home?"

Gigi was a little shocked.

After all, no one has lived next door to her house for a long time.

"I am sure."

Jingzhi tucked her right hand between her legs and followed Zhu Jiu's instructions, silently reciting her household registration booklet in her mind.

Sure enough, a booklet suddenly appeared tucked between her legs.

Fortunately, Gigi was sitting back and didn't notice anything fishy.

Jingzhi picked up the household registration book and placed it in front of her.

"Look at it."

When she bought the house, the agent said it had permanent ownership, so the house should, probably, perhaps, still be hers.

The household registration booklet was opened, and Gigi's slender fingertips gently tapped the steel seal on the lower right corner.

"Where were you hiding just now?"

It was such a big book. When she first entered the room, she saw Jingzhi coming in empty-handed.

"Oh, don't ask that."

"Let's get down to business. When can you let me out?"

There was a "click" sound.

A small stack of information was placed in front of Jingzhi, "I told you to finish this."

"I live next door to you. If you can come and report to me every two weeks for three months, I'll be your temporary guardian and let you out. How about that?"

"Registering is no problem." Jingzhi flipped through the documents in front of him, and said with a look of rejection: "Can you please not write it? This is too much!"

"Bingo!" Gigi snapped her fingers and said with a smile:

"That's a normal person's reaction."

She spread her hands and explained helplessly:

"There's no other way. This is the rule of our hospital. You have to write it and confirm that you are normal and will not do anything antisocial or harmful to others before we can let you go."

"……Fine."

……

While she was busy working on the self-proving questions, Caolu suddenly stabbed the TV in the ward with a sword for some unknown reason.

The loud explosion startled the two women in the counseling room.

Gigi turned back to the computer screen and looked at Cao Lu, who was sweating inexplicably, with a hard time expressing her feelings. "You are fine, but I think he has a serious problem."

Jingzhi paused, staring at Cao Lu Yiyan, whose eyes were trembling slightly on the computer screen, and then lowered her head. "It's none of my business. I don't know him."

do not know him?

Gigi heard their conversation clearly this morning.

This lady named Jingzhi forced marriage as soon as she arrived and even gave her a comb as a gift. The news spread throughout the hospital and even the doctors knew about it.

Now she's telling her she doesn't know her?!

Gigi: "Did you guys have a fight?"

Jingzhi replied coldly: "...No, how could a stranger start a quarrel?"

Gigi leaned in closer and asked tentatively, "Then why don't you move to the sofa over there and do your homework? I'll ask him to come in."

Jingzhi raised her head with a cold face, "Please do as you please, I don't mind."