My sister regretted sending me to the correctional facility.

I came to the riverbank.

Facing the rushing river, the thought of suicide first crossed my mind.

Gu Yao's words negated my entire life.

My life lost all hope.

I can't find any meaning in living.

I think if I jump from here, I'll drown.

Does Gu Yao feel a pang of pain in her heart?

Then I gave a bitter smile: "Someone like me, no one would care if I died, right?"

In utter despair, I jumped into the river.

Water was desperately pouring into my nose, mouth, and ears.

I gave up struggling and silently endured the pain of despair, thinking to myself.

"Lu Yi, just bear with it a little longer, it'll be over soon. Soon you can finally end this miserable life..."

I lost consciousness.

When I woke up again, I was lying on the shore.

A pretty young girl helped me press on my heart and even performed artificial respiration.

Perhaps it was because it saw I had woken up.

The girl was startled and ran away as if fleeing.

I was incredibly weak and wanted to call out to her, to question her about why she had saved me.

But I had no strength left, and could only see her white-clad figure leaving.

After a while.

Gu Yao led her people to the riverbank.

Later I found out that Gu Yao learned about this because someone shouted that someone had jumped into the river.

When she arrived in front of me, I saw the shock and incomprehension in her eyes.

“Lu Yi, you’ve completely gone mad. You actually did something as stupid as jumping into the river to commit suicide.”

"Do you want my mother to have a heart attack from crying because of your death?"

I was so weak that I could only make a tiny sound with my lips.

"No, don't tell Aunt Gu..."

Gu Yao was very angry because she felt that I was too emotionally fragile.

She only said a few angry words, and I was about to jump into the river to commit suicide.

In Gu Yao's eyes, I was just using this extreme method to get her attention.

Gu Yao said that sentence to me again.

"Lu Yi, if you still want to use this method to attract my attention, and haven't gotten rid of those filthy thoughts about me in your heart, then I'll have no choice but to send you to the hospital for treatment!"

I was so frightened that I scrambled to my feet and, with my last ounce of strength, kowtowed repeatedly, begging for mercy.

"I was wrong, Gu Yao. I swear I will never try to get your attention by threatening suicide again."

Gu Yao shook her head in disappointment.

“You’ve really changed now; you’re always kneeling down and kowtowing to me.”

“Zhao Ming is right, you have a serious mental illness.”

It was all because of something Zhao Ming said.

I was sent to a mental hospital.

Previously, it was Zhao Ming who stirred up trouble in Gu Yao's ear and spoke ill of me.

That's why Gu Yao listened to the slander and sent me to the correctional facility.

"I'm not sick! I'm not sick! Let me out!"

Only I know that I am a normal person and have no mental illness.

But to outsiders, my reaction seemed like a terminal illness.

The day I was sent to a mental hospital.

Gu Yao and Zhao Ming saw me off at the door.

I saw Zhao Ming with a smug, sinister smile on his face.

He said to me in a sarcastic tone, "Lu Yi, once you're in the mental hospital, you'll need to reform yourself properly. We'll come and pick you up when you're fully recovered."

Gu Yao still sent me that same message.

"Lu Yi, you're not allowed to come out until you've cleared your head of all those filthy thoughts!"

I hurriedly said that I had cleared my mind.

But Gu Yao didn't believe it.

She believes that the previous reform efforts in the correctional facility must not have been strong enough.

So this time, she personally instructed the dean to pay extra attention to me and, preferably, to increase the dosage.

And so, I was forcibly taken to a mental hospital.

They locked me in a small, cramped room.

Then, I saw a newly admitted patient in front of me.

He struggled and shouted repeatedly, "I'm not mentally ill! I'm perfectly normal! You can give me the hardest math problems, and I can solve them!"

But because he was dishonest, he always wanted to prove himself.

The dean walked over with a stun gun and forcefully stabbed it into his body.

After a series of hissing tremors.

The man collapsed to the ground, unable to utter a single howl.

The dean kicked him in the head a few times.

Then, cursing and swearing, he said, "Serves you right for being disobedient! Serves you right for shouting! Whether you're mentally ill or not isn't up to you, it's up to me!"

Then, the dean had the man locked in the most heavily guarded room.

I gradually realized that I had fallen from one hell into another.

Perhaps it was because I personally witnessed how the hospital director used a stun gun to knock a patient unconscious.

The dean turned around and met my gaze with his cold eyes.

Suddenly, a strange smile appeared on his lips.

The dean walked towards me, saw my ID badge, and smiled, saying, "Lu Yi, what did you just see?"

My first instinct was to protect myself, so I immediately shook my head and pretended I hadn't seen anything.

But my actions suddenly caught the attention of the dean.

He said, "Something's wrong with this person. He seems somewhat normal; he doesn't seem like a mental patient!"

Then, the director had someone open my cage.

He walked towards me, holding a stun gun.

I don't understand.

Why did the dean still hit me with a stun gun even though I said I didn't see it?

zizi.

I trembled all over from the electric shock and collapsed to the ground in excruciating pain.

The dean personally stepped on my head with his shoe and kicked me a few times.

For the sake of me being about to die.

The dean finally let me go.

Before leaving.

The dean also gave instructions to his subordinates.

"You all need to pay close attention to this mentally ill patient named Lu Yi during this period. His reactions are too normal. We must take some measures to turn him into a mental patient!"

This time, I finally understand.

People who are sent to mental hospitals, even if they are not mentally ill, will eventually be cruelly made mentally ill by the director.

Only in this way can the dean have a constant stream of guests, and his money will keep rolling in.

To survive, I had no choice but to start pretending to be mentally ill every day.

Whenever I see the dean, I start yelling and babbling incoherently, and I even raise my fist to hit him.

I punched the dean several times, but instead of getting angry, he was quite happy.

Because I finally became a qualified mental patient in his eyes.

I've been in a mental hospital for too long.

I started to figure out how to escape from this mental hospital.

Finally, I devised a perfect plan.

But just as I was preparing to run away...

However, I was discovered by another mental patient.

She reported me!