"What are you thinking?" Dr. Lou didn't look at me, but focused on playing Glory of Kings. At first I thought he was going to work, build a file or find something related to psychology.

Suddenly he felt a bit like my friend. And not like a doctor. This made me feel a lot more relaxed, and I remember that most of the doctors in the psychiatric hospital in the past asked me seriously about my condition and feelings, even if the psychologist was relaxed on the surface, it was a kind of feeling

The pent-up tension of "you are the doctor, I am the patient".

"Have you been to the library?" asked Dr. Lou nonchalantly, his eyes still staring at the characters in Glory of Kings.

"No, but I've been to the bookstore. ”

"Want to go to the library?" Dr. Lou still stared at the game.

"I want to check it out. I smiled. I was happy, I felt it. Dr. Lou got up and closed his laptop and said, "Let's go, let's go to the library." ”

"Hmm. I nodded slightly. The corners of the mouth are raised. I'm really happy because I've never been to a library, I've only seen it on TV and on the Internet, and I'm envious of those who fall into the sea of books and revel in the joy of reading.

"Dr. Lou, I'm tired and want to sleep for a while. "I didn't see his reaction, I closed my eyes and fell asleep.

When I woke up, I saw that Dr. Lou's eyes were staring at me,

"Awake?" said Dr. Lou,

"Hmm"

"Have you slept enough?"

"Hmm" I didn't expect him to leave yet.

"You've been here?" Dr. Lou nodded.

"I thought you were gone. I smiled.

"Why don't we go out for a walk first?"

"Hmm" The sunlight from outside came into the house, shining so brightly on my bed.

"I ......" I started to struggle, if I didn't go out, I would miss such a good sun, but if I went out, I wouldn't be able to go to the library, I had never been to the library before.

Dr. Lou seemed to see my struggle. "It's a big meadow to get to the library, and we'll probably have to walk for about two hours, would you like to walk with me to the library?"

"Hmm. I nodded happily, "I do, I do." "Dr. Lou could see that I was happy.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and his expression was indifferent. Out the door, I followed Dr. Lou. In front of Dr. Lou, another area as large as a door disappeared, and Dr. Lou walked over and began to descend the stairs, and I also walked in and followed the stairs.

I thought that Dr. Lou would go out and turn right, go out and go down the stairs again, but it turned out to be straight ahead, it seems that the architectural design of this building is really complicated.

It's completely unconventional. It can break people's stereotyped thinking. The corridor was pitch black, but the lights were all on the moment Dr. Lou walked in, and not only that, but as Dr. Lou stepped on the stairs, he remembered rhythmic music, which seemed to come from the touchable sound installed in the building.

I saw the staircase steps shining like a phone screen, and dreamy butterflies dancing to the music.

It got my brain pumping right away. Dr. Lou looked at me and smiled, "Do you like it?"

"Yes," I said. Even though I still feel a little sleepy, I still feel like I can't sleep. can only follow Dr. Lou mechanically.

It felt warm. Before I knew it, I had walked the last step, my two feet were on the real grass, and I felt the green in the distance and the sky filled all my eyes, and Dr. Lou looked at me and smiled.

The sun caressed the tender green grass, and it felt very soft, like a gentle mother's caresse. I also seemed to hear the call of the big white bird, and it walked very slowly along the way, like a walking sun.

Suddenly, a sentence came to mind: "Do you believe that people can be resurrected after death?"

I didn't answer this sentence when I was sick for the first time many years ago, and I didn't answer at the time, but looked at a feathered chicken that my mother brought back from the vegetable market, it was a chicken that had just died, I watched its pupils dilated, its whole body was paralyzed, and its throat was cut off by the chicken killer left some red blood, I knew that I shouldn't think about this at this time, but the brain still couldn't stand control, and always felt that I should say something about the resurrection from the dead. The female voice said to me again, "Look at it, it can come back to life, try it, with your mind you can make its feathers grow again." "I subconsciously focused on getting its feathers back on, and it turned out to be a bit useful, its feathers began to sprout slowly like grass, and I began to get scared, I was afraid that all its feathers would grow.

"It's going to turn into a living chicken lying on this stove. The female voice said that it would come back to life, and how would my mother feel if she came back and saw a chicken lying alive on the stove that she had just been in the vegetable market.

Thinking of this, I began to rebel against this female voice,

"No, it can't be like this, people can't be resurrected when they die, and chickens can't be resurrected when they die. ”

"If you look at the fish in the market, their heads have been chopped off, their scales have been scraped off, their internal organs and gills have been pulled out, but if they want to survive, they can all survive, as long as you think about them with your mind, they can come back to them, their heads can come back to them, their internal organs can come back to them alive, their gills will come back to their heads, their scales will grow, their bellies will grow together. They'll go back into the water, they'll be in the river, they'll be alive. ”

"Nope. "I was resisting again, but my brain couldn't help but think about the heads of those fish growing together with their bodies, and how alive they could be.

Suddenly I felt that all the people in the grave had crawled out of the grave, and the dead of the whole world had crawled out of the grave, and they had risen again.

Suddenly I was a little scared.

"If you use your mind, you can come back from the dead. Do you want them all to come back to life?" the female voice asked me, as she seemed to know what I was thinking, pointing to the owners of the graves.

I imagined that all the dead people would come back to life, and they would walk down the street with tattered clothes and dirt on their bodies, and it would feel like countless zombies had come to the world.

I'm so scared. Once, my mother and I saw a young man who was setting up a stall, his face was yellow, and he was about to faint, and my mother asked him what he was selling, and he said weakly, "Resurrection grass." "My mom and I saw a rectangular advertising cloth in front of him promoting resurrection grass with all kinds of dry grass on it.

"It's all fake, how can this grass be resurrected?

"Just buy it and soak it in the water, and it will come back to life. "My mother saw that he was quite pitiful, and he was still very weak in the sun on a hot day, so she bought one and went home.

"Do you believe that people can come back from the dead?" the female voice sounded again, and at some point, I couldn't hear the female voice interfering with my normal life in my head, but I will remember what this female voice said for the rest of my life.