Sikong Jia sat in the room for a while, and Dean Zhang came in.

"What's your name?"

His real name had already reached his mouth, but he still swallowed it, "Luo Qingning." ”

"Miss Luo." Dean Zhang nodded, "In the afternoon, a professional doctor will come to examine and make an evaluation report." Rest in your room for a while, and the instructor in charge will come later. ”

"Instructor?" Sikong Jia looked at him incomprehensibly, "I'm here to heal the disease, why is there an instructor?" ”

"Miss Luo, don't worry. Mr. Chu explained that everything was arranged for the best. ”

He watched Dean Zhang walk out, heard the sound of the door being locked from the outside, heard the footsteps gradually disappearing, and the surroundings returned to quiet, so he walked to the window and opened the curtains with a bang.

The sky is clear after the snow, and the sky is clear and cloudless.

The warm sun shone on his body, Sikong Jia raised his face, almost greedily feeling the long-lost temperature, and vaguely smelled the breath of freedom.

He felt like an object that had been sealed in a cupboard by mistake, and now he had finally been able to see the light of day.

Leaning against the window, Sikong Jia remained motionless for a long time, only feeling that the monotonous scenery outside the window could not be seen enough now.

Until, footsteps were heard in the hallway.

He turned back vigilantly.

The door opened, and a pair of straight, slender legs stepped forward vigorously. The black military boots and dark green coat set off a cold and proud momentum, and the face with outstanding facial features was full of superiority.

"Eat."

The man placed the lunch box on the table, his dark eyes glancing at him.

This reminded Sikong Jia inexplicably of a ferocious beast, unruly, dangerous and charming.

"Yes?"

"I'm an instructor, surnamed Mo."

He cooperated and sat down at the table, opened the lunch box, picked up the chopsticks, lowered his head and took small bites, and moved Sven.

The dishes are very good, the meat and vegetables are nutritious, and the rare thing is that the taste is not bad.

The man pulled over a chair and sat aside, his eyes clenched at Sikong Jia motionlessly, "Is it a real illness or a fake illness?" ”

With such a bombshell in his mouth, Sikong Jia's hand holding the chopsticks trembled, "I...... Has a history of depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder. I've been feeling worse lately. ”

"It's called Luo Qingning?"

“…… Be. ”

Sikong Jia was very disgusted with this identity, and it was this identity that caused him to lose his freedom and be trapped for three years. But if he doesn't continue to pretend and cooperate now, Chu Weicheng will definitely see through his attempts.

He must never go back to that prison-like villa.

Thinking of this, he subconsciously glanced in the direction of the man, not wanting the man's eyes to be staring at him, "There will be a professional psychiatrist to come over in the afternoon to diagnose." ”

Sikong Jia's face moved, "What if...... The diagnosis in the afternoon, I am normal, will I be sent back? ”

"Why, I wish I was sick? What do you think this is the place to be a resort hotel? ”

Sikong Jia closed his eyes, "I do feel very uncomfortable in my body, sometimes good and sometimes bad. I hope you can heal me. ”

"It seems that he is faking his illness." The man sneered, "Is it fun to pretend to be a woman?" ”

Sikong Jia's pupils shook, turned around suddenly, and when he spoke again, his voice trembled slightly, "Is it obvious?" ”

Actually, it's not obvious.

He has a slender figure, a gentle voice, very white skin, and very delicate facial features, plus he has been locked up by Chu Weicheng for the past three years, forcing him to have long hair like a woman, and he looks like a weak woman who is not in good health.

The most important thing is that his Adam's apple is not obvious, and today he wears a turtleneck, and all masculine features are covered under the clothes.

If it weren't for the fact that the profession gives men special sensitivity, ordinary people would never be able to see it.

"Say, why are you pretending to be a woman?"

"I can't help it." Sikong Jia's gaze for help fell on the man, "Instructor Mo, I was forced." Be kind and help me, okay? ”

He knew he shouldn't trust strangers easily, but what else could he do now?

"How can I help?"

"Let me stay here and see a doctor."

Instructor Mo didn't answer him immediately, his slender fingers tapped on the table, "Finish the meal first." ”

Sikong Jia didn't dare to disobey him, so he had to turn back and continue to stuff the food into his mouth one bite at a time.

But it tastes the same as chewing wax, and I can't taste it anymore.

After eating, he put the lunch box back neatly and put away the cutlery.

Then, he turned to look at the man again, holding his breath and his eyebrows meek, waiting for a verdict of fate.

Instructor Mo quickly got up, "It's Dr. He who came to check in the afternoon." Tell him that it's my people, and he'll let him stay. ”

“！” Sikong Jia raised his head excitedly, what does this mean, is he willing to help him?

"I'll come back later." The man nodded in his direction, "I'll be here tonight." ”

"What?"

Sikong Jia said in astonishment with his mouth open, "I don't need ......"

"This is what the hospital requested." After the man finished speaking, he locked the door and left.

Sikong Jia slumped back into his chair: What does the hospital request? I'm afraid it was Chu Weicheng's request, right?

Are you afraid that he will run away in the middle of the night?

In the next few days, Instructor Mo really shared a room with him.

Since everyone is a man, it is not so embarrassing to live under the same roof.

Moreover, through occasional chatting, he also learned that the real name of this Instructor Mo was Mo Feng, and he was indeed a ruthless man like a cold wind.

And he finally understood why Chu Weicheng sent him to this sanatorium.

Everything here is managed in a militarized manner, and during the day, I have to run and do all kinds of physical training, which is miserable. If you are a patient who pretends to be crazy and stupid, you will soon be unable to stand the truth and just want to get out of here as soon as possible.

Sikong Jia's physical fitness was originally very good, after all, he was a dance student, and he could stand this kind of training intensity. But he has been locked up by Chu Weicheng for three years, and the only activity space is the small bedroom, so after a few days of torture, it almost took half his life.

And, because the symptoms written on his diagnosis report were depression and obsessive-compulsive disorder, the doctor also prescribed him medication and gave him a physical examination every day.

In order to cope with the past, he had to take the medicine.

He realized that he had to find a way out of here as soon as possible.

Otherwise, you will either be driven crazy by physical training, or you will really have a problem with taking medicine.

Moreover, Chu Weicheng came to see him every once in a while, if his condition had not changed, the sensitive and suspicious man would definitely be suspicious.

A week later.

Evening.

It's not rush hour, so the driver drives fast.

Xiao Tingli has been busy all day, and he is closing his eyes in the back seat at the moment.

When passing through an intersection, the car suddenly slowed down and braked suddenly, and the man suddenly woke up, "What's the matter?" ”

"Someone crossed the road! I don't know if I bumped into it?! ”

The driver replied quickly, and at the same time hurriedly opened the door and went down, and saw a slender young woman sitting in front of the car, covering her forehead with one hand.

"Are you alright?"

"It's fine."

Sikong Jia shook his head and stood up with the help of the driver, only to realize that his ankle was twisted.

Li Yi also got out of the car at this time, and when he saw the situation, he immediately said, "Do you want to send it to the hospital for examination?" ”

"No, by the way, do you know where the police station is?"

"It's a long way from here."

Xiao Tingli looked outside, "Li Yi, since you are on the way, I will give her a ride." ”

"Okay."

Sikong Jia also heard it, but he hurriedly refused, "No, I'll just go myself." ”

"Let's take a taxi."

Sikong Jia looked at the sky, his heart was anxious, he glanced at Li, "Can you borrow my phone?" I'll make a call. ”

"Okay." Li Yi took out his mobile phone from his pocket and handed it to Sikong Jia.

He couldn't wait to press out the number, but no one answered on the other end of the phone, he was sweating profusely, repeating it several times, but he had to return the phone.

"Thank you."

"Are you sure you don't want to ride in our car?"

Sikong Jia's eyes were full of vigilance and shook his head.

Li Yi looked at his mobile phone, he seemed to have seen the string of numbers he dialed, professional habits, Li Yi is very sensitive to numbers.

His mind was searching quickly, and seeing Sikong Jia turn around to leave, Li Yi hurriedly asked, "Wait, looking for Sikong Lan?" ”

Sikong Jia suddenly stopped his steps and looked at Li Yi in surprise, "Do you know him?" ”

"Acquaintance."

When Xiao Tingli heard this, he also walked out of the car, "Who is Sikong Lan?" ”