I'm off powder

It wasn't quite light yet.

It has just rained overnight in Boston, and it is a little cool at this time.

Gu Hanshi turned on the light and looked at the electronic clock beside the bed, it showed 04:30.

He went to the bathroom and washed his face with cold water, and he became more awake.

He felt a little hungry.

But the nursing home only provides breakfast at six o'clock, but his attending doctor does not allow food to appear in his room.

When he had a serious illness more than half a year ago, many complications occurred, and together with the never-before-seen alternating bulimia and anorexia, he almost lost his human form.

His treatment was not active, but the doctor was introduced by Zong Dingsheng, and he was very responsible. After half a year, he has improved a lot.

He knew that the doctor was doing it for his own good, so he could understand the rules, but he was still uncontrollably annoyed.

This is not a strict psychiatric hospital, it can only be regarded as a rehabilitation sanatorium, which is expensive, but the environment, service and doctors are all top-notch.

There is no food, and the use of mobile phones and electronic products is not "recommended". In addition to receiving treatment and participating in outdoor activities recommended by nursing homes and doctors on weekdays, that is, reading books.

Gu Hanshi put on his slippers, opened the French windows and walked out into the garden.

There is a winding path from the south side of the garden, which can reach the low hillside.

It was quieter than other places, and he discovered it by accident.

Later, he would often sit there when he was insomnia, and he would sit there for hours at a time.

Gu Hanshi sometimes felt that he was isolated from the whole world here.

Although the people here are dubbed "lunatics" by the outside world, it is rare to see people who are really crazy and uncontrollable - at least on the surface.

They are quiet, self-sufficient, independent, and often only immersed in their own world, as if they cannot hear other voices in this world.

Today, due to the rain, the moisture content in the air is too high, his nasal cavity is sour, and he is not very comfortable.

Gu Hanshi felt goose bumps on his body after sitting for a while, and then moved the place where he sat, and found that the wet soil had wet his pajama pants.

"Are you cold?"

Suddenly a male voice came from behind, Gu Han was stunned, turned his head, and saw the "patient" Seven who was wearing the same style of pajamas in the nursing home, looking at him expressionlessly.

Gu Hanshi replied coldly with a similar expression: "It's not cold."

One of the advantages of being here is that you can always treat others with the most authentic attitude.

What you think, whether you like it or hate it, there is no need to pretend, even if he suddenly burst into tears, screamed, and scolded the people in front of him, no one would accuse him of anything.

They are all mentally ill people who can be forgiven for doing anything.

Even the law.

He thought about it, and suddenly felt a little funny, and smiled at Seven again, and greeted him: "Would you like to come and sit for a while? The sun will rise soon."

He and Seven are two of the few Asians here, which is why although he usually never remembers faces and names, he only remembers Seven.

The young man looked less than thirty, probably a few years younger than him. He looked strong and not weak. Apart from being serious and lifeless, there was nothing unusual about him.

Seven's Chinese is average, so he asked him in English: "What's so good about the sunrise?"

"Forget it." Gu Hanshi turned his head away, "I'll watch it alone. Just don't bother me."

"Then I still want it."

Regardless of the appearance, Seven's various behaviors are indeed quite like a person with a brain problem.

After he finished speaking, he sat down next to Gu Hanshi.

Gu Hanshi frowned and said nothing.

He has seen this kind of sunrise too many times, and to be honest, there is nothing to see.

Gu Hanshi's main purpose was to relax and pass the time. He sat for more than half an hour. When the sun came out, he was about to stand up. When he turned around, he found that the Seven next to him had fallen asleep.

Sitting up and falling asleep.

He smiled and patted Seven on the shoulder: "Dude, wake up..."

This was a normal movement, but Seven suddenly woke up, and before he could react, he pushed him violently and kicked him.

"F*ck!!!!!!!"

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Gu Hanshi rolled down the hillside, was hit on the head, received eight stitches, and was "grounded" in the ward for a whole week.

Zong Dingsheng visited him once during the period. While expressing his "concern", he also reminded him: "People here look normal, but everyone has problems. Try to keep as little contact as possible. If you feel lonely , you can talk to me more, or the doctors and nurses here. And isn’t Xiao Cong coming to prepare for school next week?”

"Yeah." Gu Hanshi nodded, "Don't worry too much. This time it was an accident. I usually ignore them."

"That's good." Zong Dingsheng smiled, "I have contacted the hospital about this matter, and they will re-evaluate Seven's condition and improve his treatment plan. I only learned about the situation yesterday, this child He was a student at the University of Pennsylvania. He was arrested for an act of violence on campus. He was originally an orphan and was adopted by an American family. Later, he was transferred to different families without knowing what happened. A lot has happened."

After entering the nursing home, he was restless and quite resistant to treatment. The nurse commented that he was "not a fuel-efficient lamp at all."

Gu Han felt sympathetic occasionally, but now hearing Zong Dingsheng say that he has no father or mother, he actually felt that the child was quite pitiful, and it was understandable.

Besides, he didn't mean it, and apologized awkwardly afterwards.

Gu Hanshi thought he was unlucky and didn't bother to pursue anything.

He had described the situation with the doctor before, and felt that Seven's reaction was too violent, and tentatively asked Seven if he had suffered any injuries before.

The doctor shook his head sincerely: "No, according to the previous information, his adoptive family is very high-quality, and all the incidents are entirely his own problems."

Then Gu Hanshi didn't know.

The hospital was also responsible for this matter to a certain extent. Gu Hanshi dealt with the attending doctor for a while, and finally got the mobile phone that he hadn't used for many days.

A few seconds after turning on the phone, WeChat messages were sent over one by one densely, and the phone vibrated for half a minute before it stopped.

Gu Hanshi sighed, and clicked on Gu Yucong's account first, but some of them reported his itinerary. He knew that he couldn't use his mobile phone from time to time, so he sent a few words every day, which was not true. Ask urgent questions.

Then came Jiang Yingxin's.

There is only one simple sentence.

"The things were given to him. The words were conveyed."

Gu Han was taken aback for a moment, and replied to her: "What?"

Jiang Yingxin replied in seconds, and what she sent was a photo.

A black box.

He sent it to her almost a year ago, asking her to give it to Shen Huai as a birthday present.

I had just arrived in Boston, and I missed him crazily every day while I was ill and undergoing long and painful treatment.

The treatment at that time was very radical, and the doctor even told him that it might damage the brain, especially some memories.

He was afraid that he would really forget about his relationship with Shen Huai, so he couldn't bear it.

For the sake of the sporadic possible connection, he couldn't control it for a while, so he did this.

Looking back now, it was also purely selfish, or I could say that I moved myself.

At that time, he had already let go of his hand and gave up, and he was willing for Shen Huai to live a complete life without himself, but after all, he was still hopelessly nostalgic for that bit of residual warmth.

"I'm sorry." Gu Hanshi rubbed his eyebrows in distress, "You still remember. I almost forgot."

This is true, time seems to stop here, he often can't remember what month it is, let alone the date.

Jiang Yingxin sent a video call.

Gu Hanshi hesitated for three seconds and clicked "Accept".

"Yo, I look more refreshed. I've gained weight."

No matter how fat he is, he is still much thinner than before, comparable to when he was filming "The Sewer Poet".

Gu Han knew that she was trying to make him happy, so he smiled: "You are really fat. It's hard to recover after giving birth, right?"

Jiang Yingxin pretended to be angry: "Gu Hanshi!"

Gu Hanshi laughed out loud.

"Take it easy, the baby just fell asleep."

"Well." He said, "How is the little guy recently? Didn't you say you were allergic?"

"It'll be fine when the weather cools down." Jiang Yingxin said, staring at him through the screen, frowning, "Is your head wrapped in gauze?"

Gu Han subconsciously touched his head wearing a thin fleece cap: "Well, a small injury."

With Jiang Yingxin's temper, of course she was asking the bottom line.

Gu Hanshi had no choice but to describe the ins and outs of the incident to her, and Jiang Yingxin sighed: "Xiao Cong is coming soon. If he knows about this 'brother-protecting madman', he will not be as good as Seven."

Gu Hanshi smiled.

After laughing, the two suddenly didn't know what to say.

Jiang Yingxin wanted to speak and stopped several times, but Gu Hanshi finally couldn't help it anymore: "Say what you want to say. It's not like your style of hesitating."

"Do you want to know Shen Huai's reaction?"

"I don't want to. It's been so long." He said, "Yingxin, thank you for remembering this incident. I'm sorry to trouble you for making such a trip."

Jiang Yingxin was silent for a while, then smiled again: "You are really a fool, Gu Hanshi. But since you don't want to know, then forget it."

He nodded, "Yeah."

He knew the answer deep in his heart.

But he couldn't say it, and he didn't dare to think about it.

So only choose the best way.

Just like leaving Shen Huai at that time, for each other, it is the best and only choice at the moment.

After the call ended, Gu Hanshi briefly let go.

It wasn't until the nurse came to call him for lunch that he came back to his senses.

On the way to the restaurant, the nurse asked him, "Is there anything uncomfortable?"

"No. All good."

"How was your sleep last night?"

"not bad."

"Has the medicine been secretly thrown away?"

"No."

After he finished speaking, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

Three meters ahead, Seven in pajamas faced him, his face still expressionless.

The nurse was also taken aback, and just about to call someone, a male doctor popped up next to him and gave him a hand: "Seven, it's time to eat."

His movements were a bit rough|rough, Seven might have been hurt and frowned, but he still followed him without any resistance.

Just walking, and looking back at Gu Hanshi frequently.

Nurses talk a lot today.

"Seven is actually quite pitiful. He has been in for so long, and his adoptive parents have never appeared. It seems that he has always been alone."

Emotional intelligence is also very low.

"He has good grades in school. He can get a large scholarship every year. He was originally studying for a double-degree Ph. D., but now he has to suspend his studies."

Gu Hanshi is not interested in other people's facts.

But Seven's look just now somehow reminded him of Shen Huai.

——Shen Huai was already a little fuzzy in his mind.

From some angles, Seven is indeed similar to Shen Huai.

The face is clean, the facial features are straight and three-dimensional, and even the body shape is very similar.

If Seven lived in China, maybe he would be discovered by scouts when he walked on the street.

But in another land, he was a mental patient like himself.

Gu Hanshi ate less, so he put down the tableware before the nurse, and turned on his phone to watch social software.

The nurse glanced at him: "Hasn't Dr. Simon confiscated your mobile phone yet? I think you stopped reading the book after you got your mobile phone back. It's the same as having an Internet addiction."

Just as Gu Hanshi was about to refute, a friend request popped up on WeChat.

There is only one verification information: "7"

Gu Hanshi was slightly surprised, and the nurse on the opposite side asked, "What's wrong?"

"Nothing." He replied perfunctorily, and approved the application.

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Gu Yucong's flight was a red-eye flight, and it took nearly midnight to fly.

Zhang Xiaoyuan and Gu Weiguo sent him to the pass, Zhang Xiaoyuan held his hand reluctantly, her eyes were red: "Xiao Cong, take good care of yourself when you get there, your father has already greeted his friends and will take care of you. If you have anything to say, you must tell your family, remember to check WeChat often..."

"Hey, mom, how old am I?" Gu Yucong was speechless, "You've been talking about it for days. Isn't my brother also in the United States?"

"Your brother..." Zhang Xiaoyuan frowned, and was about to say something when Gu Weiguo put his arms around her shoulders, "Okay, it's getting late, let the child go in, we can fly over to see him as early as November."

Gu Yucong quickly waved his hands when he heard the words: "No, no, no! You guys let me go! I'm finally free! I'll see you at Christmas!"

Zhang Xiaoyun didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "Brat!"

After finally sending his parents away, Gu Yucong finally breathed a sigh of relief, went to the duty-free shop to buy something, and hurried to the boarding gate.

There was still a while before boarding the plane, and he wanted to find a quiet place to sit. As soon as he turned his head, he saw a familiar figure in the corner not far away.

Gu Yucong was taken aback, not sure if it was Shen Huai.

After all, the man was wearing a black mask and peaked cap, and he was dressed like a star.

He thought for a while, took out his phone and found Shen Huai's WeChat account.

Ever since Gu Hanshi broke up with Shen Huai, they hadn't been in contact with each other. He wasn't even sure if a big star like Shen Huai had deleted him as a friend.

Or because he hated Gu Han so much that he had already been blocked?

"Are you at the airport?"

The news was sent out smoothly, Gu Yucong heaved a sigh of relief, looked at the man again, raised his head, and looked around.

Gu Yucong was sure now, walked over and sat down beside him.

"Hey, long time no see."

The young man next to Shen Huai should be his assistant. Seeing him coming over, Shen Huai said "it's okay" in a low voice, then took off his mask and smiled at him: "Long time no see."

Before, Gu Yucong had always treated Shen Huai in a mediocre manner, but when they met again now, the situation was different from before, but he was a little nervous instead, and said awkwardly, "I went to study in the United States."

"MIT?"

"University of Pennsylvania." Gu Yucong was a little embarrassed, "I'm going to New York first. Find my girlfriend. She's at NYU."

Shen Huai nodded: "Very good."

After he finished speaking, he lost his voice, as if he didn't mean to reciprocate, Gu Yucong swallowed, and asked tentatively, "What about you?"

"To see a friend."

Gu Yucong was taken aback: "Huh?"

Shen Huai seemed to know what he was thinking, and smiled: "It's not your brother."

Gu Yucong was disappointed: "I'm going to find him. I thought we could go together."

Shen Huai laughed: "Think about it, if I really go to Los Angeles, I will fly directly. New York is so far away from Los Angeles."

Gu Yucong was puzzled: "Los Angeles?"

"University of Southern California." Shen Huai paused, and asked casually, "Isn't he studying there?"

Gu Yucong: "..."

Shen Huai noticed his hesitation and sudden silence: "What's wrong?"

"Did you read it on Weibo?" Gu Yucong shook his head, "My brother is not studying."

Suddenly, the broadcast announced that boarding began.

Shen Huai's thoughts were disrupted for a short time, and then became a little confused. He suddenly became inexplicably flustered.

"He's in Boston." Gu Yucong looked at him and asked softly, "Do you want to come with me to see him?"

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