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The car quickly drove to the hospital. Although he had a sense of foreboding when he heard the address, He Yang couldn't help but fall into a mysterious silence when he saw the big words "Yaozhou Mental Health Center" on the door with his own eyes.

South, southerly wind...... Turns out your friend lives in a mental hospital......

Since He Yang didn't ask this sentence, Nanfeng naturally wouldn't answer him. She looked out the window for a while, and the expression on her face at that moment was something He Yang had never seen before. At that time, he suddenly had a hallucination, as if under the face of this cold mature woman, there was a younger and more fragile girl's face, faintly emerging.

However, the illusion was just an illusion, and when Nanfeng raised his head, the illusion disappeared suddenly. Sitting there was still the south wind he was familiar with, and even his eyes were cold and hard.

"Let's go. ”

Pull open the door, she said.

The three of them got out of the car, and Aimo followed the south wind almost inseparably, so much so that she had to push him away from time to time. In the end, Nanfeng finally got tired of it, and slapped him well, and Aimo suddenly wagged his tail and squatted to the side happily to reminisce. He Yang silently covered his eyes, and followed Nanfeng without saying a word to watch her fill out the application form.

The application form must be signed by the attending physician. Nanfeng thought for a moment and raised his chin at Aimo.

"You take him—" She pointed at He Yang with her chin, "Go sit in the garden for a while, and we'll go to Yunjing after that." ”

She waved the application slip in her hand and turned to walk upstairs.

"I'll go find Dr. Ren first. I'll come back to you later. ”

"OK~" Amobie gestured, "We're waiting for you there." ”

He Yang wanted to say something, but Nanfeng had already gone upstairs, and he had to be taken away by Amora. The two sat side by side on a garden bench, in front of the patients, accompanied by nurses, who stood out as if they were out of place.

A patient with an umbrella squatted next to the chair, raised it slightly and glanced at them, revealing a smirk.

"Are you two mushrooms too?"

Aimo smiled slightly and said, "No, I'm a fungus." ”

"Oh, distant relatives. Is your wife's white fungus okay lately?"

"She's fine, she recently gave birth to a little girl, but like her, for nothing. ”

"That's hello. The patient smiled stupidly, plucked a hair and handed it to Aimo, "This is my spores, you can take them back and raise mushrooms to eat." I'm oyster mushrooms, and they're pretty delicious. ”

Aimo took the hair with a smile: "Thank you~"

"No thanks, after all, it's a distant relative. ”

“……………………………………”

He Yang looked at this scene expressionlessly, completely unaware of what he was here for.

But the patient turned the subject to him: "What about this little brother? Is it also a fungus?"

"Oh no, he's a truffle. ”

"Oh my God, he's a nobleman!" the patient held out his hand to He Yang as if surprised, "Mr. Truffle, can I shake your hand?"

"Yes, it's a nobleman. Ai Mo couldn't help but smile until his shoulders twitched, and bumped He Yang's shoulder, "Hey, noble truffle, Mr. Oyster Mushroom wants to shake hands with you." ”

He Yang stiffened and shook the patient's hand, his eyes were dead. Seeing him react like this, the patient shrunk his shoulders as if sad.

"The truffle is so cold......"

"This is the reserve of the aristocracy. Aimo winked at him, "You know, the people of the Truffle family have been underground for a long time, and they don't like to talk. ”

"Oh!" the patient's eyes widened, and it dawned on him, "I didn't even know there was such a thing!"

He Yang twitched the corners of his mouth, and finally couldn't help but raise his hand to cover his face.

Forget it, out of sight is clean......

Thankfully, the mushroom roleplay didn't last long, and a nurse came and took the mushroom patient away. Before leaving, the patient reluctantly waved to Ai Mo and He Yang, shouting, "Tremella will bring truffles to play next time" and left.

He Yang stared at his shadow and began to think about what had gone wrong with his life, and he would only accept this spiritual pollution here now.

Aimo tapped him on the shoulder from the side and leaned over with his shoulder.

"Why do you have such an expression? It's rare to see a patient as gentle and non-aggressive as Mr. Oyster Mushroom, and you're in luck. ”

He Yang firmly pushed Aimo away, keeping at least an arm's length away. He doesn't want to get too close to the pervert, which is not good for his physical and mental health.

"I can't stand that. It's better for you to stay away from the south wind. ”

Aimo slowly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled distortedly.

"She's much sicker than Mr. Oyster Mushroom. If you're not careful, you'll lose your life, right?"

He Yang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously touched the plaster on his feet.

"You mean...... Multiple personalities?"

"Multiple personalities, so you've seen that female ghost?" Aimo raised an eyebrow with interest, "I can't see it, you're quite courageous." Do you dare to be friends with that female ghost when you see her?"

“……”

"But that's not a multi-personality person, that guy named Lin, but he's a vicious ghost. ”

"Ghost, when did this world become a supernatural painting style again?!"

"Occasionally, there will be that kind of situation.,Before death, there is a great grudge against the alien.,And the ability happens to be spiritual.,That kind of resentment will become a malicious condensation after the alienation of the ability.,For the sake of easy definition,We call that kind of thing a ghost.。 "It's really rare, there have only been two or three cases in the past few decades, and it's even rarer for a ghost like Lynn who can think for herself and possess humans." ”

He Yang frowned, and for a moment he couldn't equate the word Lin with a ghost.

But he soon remembered what kind of smile she had been listening to outside the slaughtered restaurant. While listening to the screams, he smiled at death.

“…… Possessed? Do you mean, Nanfeng was possessed by her?"

"Although the same can be said......" Aimo thought for a moment, but still denied the answer, "but to be precise, it's a seal." ”

"What?"

"She's a cage. Hey, why do you think of me like that? She asked for this cage herself, and the agency didn't force her at all. Aimo shrugged, "After all, they have a deep hatred, she voluntarily locked that guy in her body, and it would be nice to be able to guard the enemy herself." ”

His eyes darkened suddenly. Unconsciously repeating the phrase again.

“…… What a good thing. ”

He Yang noticed that Aimo's lips moved, and he silently spat out three words.

-- I'm so envious.

He Yang suddenly didn't want to continue the topic.

He took out his phone and looked at the time, frowning.

"It takes so long to sign, is this hospital busy?"

"I was dragged by Sister Ren. Aimo spread her hand, "She is also very concerned about Nanfeng's mental condition, after all, she has personally cared for patients for more than two years. I finally saw her return to the hospital, and there should be a lot to talk about. ”

Did Nanfeng ever live in this psychiatric hospital?

He Yang's brows furrowed even tighter, and he glanced at Aimo disapprovingly.

"It's not good for you to go around saying that she's not good. Aren't you friends?"

"Of course not. Aimo scoffed as if he had heard a joke, "We're just partners. Or add that I unilaterally treat her as a goddess, because no one can step on me more than her. ”

"But this kind of relationship between friends still has to be felt by both parties, right? Nanfeng doesn't treat others as friends. Or rather, she hates the word to death. ”

"Anyway, the result of being friends with a ghost like Lynn is enough for her to hate the word friend for a lifetime. ”

"She doesn't have any friends. ”