Interpol x mental patient 8

In order to avoid unnecessary misunderstandings and deepen the deeper misunderstandings between their sex friends, Bai Xinghe immediately sent a text message.

——Sent to the wrong person, sorry.

"I'm playing the game again, can't I pass the level?"

For some reason, Bai Xinghe looked bitter and bitter, the doctor took off his mask and planned to play with him.

With a big wave of his hand, Bai Xinghe turned off the phone: "I won't play today."

"Oh?"

"I'm going downstairs for a walk."

From the fourth floor to the garden, there are doctors, nurses and carts passing by, and the flowers downstairs are the same as before. There is nothing weird about it, but he still feels weird, and suspects that another self is hiding in another place waiting for an opportunity And move.

The doctor who followed asked him enthusiastically, "What are you looking for?"

After hesitating for a while, Bai Xinghe explained his condition: "I heard voices in the middle of the night... because the auditory hallucinations have decreased recently, I suddenly feel a little uncomfortable."

"Your illness is much better."

"I don't know when he will recover, maybe he also wants to go out?"

In the distance, the wall tied with electric iron nets is tall and fortified, giving freedom to countless incomplete souls, including the curly-haired man himself.From Bai Xinghe's point of view, the other self probably wanted to escape very much, and hid somewhere so as not to let himself find out that it was obstructing him.

How to catch him?

In the following two days, Bai Xinghe once again lived a life of abstinence and asceticism without the internet.

No mobile phones, no computers, no mobile games.

He put the embarrassing text message behind him, and worked with the doctor to take medicine and injections seriously to fight against the disease.

At the same time, Xie Shen's mood seemed to be going up and down on a roller coaster.

--love you.

——Sent to the wrong person, sorry.

Is this a fucking 180-degree turn?

Before she had time to rejoice, she was immediately poured with cold water.

Not only that, the two of them never communicated with each other again, and the phone calls in the past were also lost.

The next morning, Xie Shen got up to make breakfast without saying a word, and his whole body was shrouded in thick haze and bleak erhu tunes.

He went to find his father with a stack of tomato scrambled eggs, and said righteously: "Can you change to a lighter song, instead of playing some sad and sad songs early in the morning."

Father Xie was indulging in the ocean of music, his eyelids rolled up, and he looked and looked at Xie Shen who was angered somewhere.

Three seconds later, he played "Zhu Bajie Carrying His Wife on the Back".

Xie Shen: "..."

"Why, have you been rejected?" While playing the erhu, Father Xie asked about Xie Shen's recent situation.He is very interested in Xie Shen's brand new story of the old house on fire.

Although I don't know what Bai Xinghe looks like, how old he is, and what his personality is like, but because Xie Shen is in his late thirties and suspected of not marrying, Xie's father's requirements for him have dropped from "find a girl with similar conditions to you to marry" in the past few years. "It's okay to find a man to marry" to "Hurry up and find someone to marry!!" Anyway, I wish they could go to the Civil Affairs Bureau to get the certificate in the afternoon.

Xie Shen said stiffly: "No, how is it possible?"

"Then you have the look of being dumped?"

"Where is it?" Xie Shen said calmly, "You think too much, forget it, don't talk about it."

After eating two mouthfuls of porridge casually, Xie Shen was about to go out again.

"You brought some gifts there, what's the matter with empty hands? There's no one like you." Father Xie taught him.

Xie Shen: "What to bring? He said don't give anything away."

Maybe this time, Bai Xinghe will return the phone to him.

"Tsk, you won't send some fruit or something, and you won't be embarrassed."

"That's how you chased girls back then?"

"That's not it, I chased your mother by relying on the erhu."

"..."

This is no reference.

The melody of "Pig Bajie Carrying His Wife" immediately lingered in Xie Shen's mind.

When he arrived at the mental hospital, when he saw Bai Xinghe on the bed, he calmly asked an inexplicable question: "Do you like musical instruments?"

Bai Xinghe is no longer surprised that Xie Shen visited again.

musical instrument?

Suddenly asking this?

"What instrument?"

"Erhu." Xie Shen said.

Bai Xinghe became interested: "Can you play the erhu?"

Xie Shen secretly thought that his father was right, but unfortunately he really didn't know how to say: "That's not true. There is a folk band in the countryside, and several erhu players play erhu in the yard every day. They were still playing erhu before they came here. Playing and singing, it's very noisy."

Bai Xinghe rested his chin, thinking about the other party's intentions: "Is that so, do you want to take me there to listen to the erhu?"

"...Yes." Xie Shen was suddenly in a daze. So the erhu is so useful?

"But I don't know when I will be discharged from the hospital."

He sighed wistfully.

Xie Shen frowned.Before coming here, he also telegraphed the latest situation of the doctor and the patient. Didn't the doctor say that the condition is much better?

"By the way, do you want to take your phone back?" He waved his finger in front of the dazed Xie Shen's face.

"why?"

"Because I'm sick, I suddenly feel that my mobile phone is very dangerous, and sometimes I send some weird text messages. I don't want to scare you."

The curly-haired man already knew how to use Bai Xinghe's identity to walk in the hospital as if nothing had happened.What if the curly-haired man deceived Xie Shen or others like a pyramid scheme with a phone call or text message... It will be a big trouble.

Xie Shen didn't know the reason, and when Bai Xinghe mentioned "text message", his heartbeat became unbalanced, but the other party attributed it to the onset of madness, and he couldn't object: "You should put your phone with the doctor."

Bai Xinghe was keenly aware of the loss of the other party's tone, and suspected that he had said something wrong again, and became more cautious in the rest of the conversation.

Today’s meeting ended with nostalgia at the doctor’s urging, and then it went back and forth five times. At noon, the doctors beamed into the ward and told him, “You can leave the hospital.”

At that moment, he was also a little puzzled, could this state meet the discharge standard?

But then again, since then, the curly-haired man has disappeared without a trace, and maybe he really recovered.

"Your family has been notified to pick you up." The nurse helped him pack his clothes and said with a smile, "He was also very surprised, saying he didn't expect to be discharged so soon."

Bai Xinghe thought it was his parents who abandoned him and changed their minds: "My family?"

"Thank you, doesn't he come to see you often?"

Just as the gate of the mental hospital opened gradually, a BMW with an unfamiliar license plate just stopped outside the gate, and a man with a familiar face came down immediately.

Xie Shen complained familiarly: "It's so hot today, why did you come down first? Come here, don't stand there basking in the sun."

The afternoon sun was fierce, and Bai Xinghe seemed to have been roasted by a steam oven, the usually pale skin on his hands and face turned red, and his eyes were dull.

"Are you crazy about the heat?" Xie Shen stuffed the man into the co-pilot and lowered the air conditioner by two degrees.

The car started with a slight jolt, and Bai Xinghe woke up like a dream, and said in a daze: "No, it's a bit unbelievable, I was actually discharged from the hospital."

Outside the window is the long-lost traffic light green belt, and a few children with red scarves pass by on the zebra crossing.

He is like a prisoner who has just been released from prison, suddenly everything is strange to his eyes, only Xie Shen will not confuse him.

"The doctor said you were cured."

Speaking of this, Bai Xinghe had something to say: "I know...but I still feel that it's not alright."

"It's because you are too suspicious." Xie Shen comforted him.

The car drove to the door of an apartment, which was the place where Bai Xinghe rented before.Xie Shen accompanied him upstairs and entered the door, and tactfully relayed the notice that the landlord was going to evict him: "He said you have to move out before next month."

Bai Xinghe wasn't surprised, after all, it's normal for the landlord to be afraid after such an incident: "Then I'll look for a house tomorrow."

He was arranging things in the room, busy up and down, Xie Shen observed secretly for a long time, and then said goodbye to Bai Xinghe slowly: "I'm leaving first, I will contact you next time."

"Well, bye, I'll treat you to dinner in a few days." Bai Xinghe wrestled with a pile of bed sheets, and waved to him in his busy schedule.

After Xie Shen left, he threw all the sheets and quilts into the washing machine and washed them. Since he hadn't been home for a long time, there were signs of dust accumulation in the house, and the balcony was also in a mess.

After all this work, he was so tired that he lay down on the wooden floor and turned on the air conditioner after taking a shower.

"Don't be too tired, after all..."

When he was about to fall asleep, Bai Xinghe suddenly heard the voice of an uninvited guest——

Curly man!

He opened his eyes suddenly, and at some point the curly-haired man was standing by the bed, shirtless and wearing a pair of Hawaiian palm shorts, with a shy expression on his face.

"You, why are you here again?!" Bai Xinghe sat up in shock, a line of cold sweat gradually broke out on his back, and his body was chilled by the air conditioner.

The curly-haired man put his hands on his slightly protruding belly, and took a deep look at him: "You are pregnant, so don't work too hard in the first three months, it's not good for your health."

He slowly put out a question mark: "...Are you crazy? You and I are men."

The curly-haired man smiled and said, "I know, but I'm pregnant, so you are pregnant too. We are the same body, aren't we?"

Staring at the curly-haired man's belly, Bai Xinghe was silent for a few seconds: "Are you serious?"

"If you don't believe me, look at your own stomach."

His stiff gaze slowly moved down.

This is a pair of bright Hawaiian coconut tree shorts. The elastic top of the trousers gently tightens the slightly protruding lower abdomen.

………………

Oh my god, this is what it feels like to be pregnant? !

No, no, there was no sign of pregnancy when I was in the hospital, why did I swell as soon as I went out!

He almost had a nervous breakdown: "This is a hallucination, please be sober!"

The author has something to say: Xie Shen won’t be happy to be a father if he doesn’t have children (

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