Dr. Nguyen Li's message should not be wrong, but it is uncertain whether all the people in the same room are mentally ill. It's easy to misunderstand the information that exists, but I'm still saying it. The two girls were a little overwhelmed, they were skeptical, I understood that they spent more time with the people around them, and if there was really something wrong, they should have noticed it a long time ago. Although they were not harmed, my reminder forced them to think about the possibility.

I observe the subtle changes in their expressions and get a sense of what they are thinking. However, the reason why I mentioned these things to them was just to make them mentally prepared, not to use them to do something.

They are just ordinary people, they can't do anything.

I even had to be wary of their mental state. They tell their stories in a well-organized way, but that doesn't mean they are real. I have seen quite a few mentally ill people, and even myself in the eyes of others, I am a mentally ill person with severe symptoms, and I know very well what the so-called "what I think is real is not real in the eyes of others".

I'm not trying to sow discord between these people. I trusted the information from Dr. Nguyen Le and made this decision based on that trust.

But in any case, today's judgments and actions contain strong subjectivity and intuition. I was not sure that every warning I had was correct, and in order to allow them to make more independent judgments, I told them that I was mentally ill.

A boy who claims to be mentally ill claims that everyone around him is mentally ill - a situation that may seem ridiculous in normal times, but this is the choice that the two girls must face, and they have to be influenced by this information. Decide your every move.

Observing them is not necessary, but I can do it.

At least until dawn, the hospital won't send anyone over. In fact, the night shift in psychiatric hospitals is not very well manned. Outsiders rarely come to work in the local area, and the locals are also deeply troubled by the past of the psychiatric hospital. Because research projects are not open to the public, staff members must be scrutinized, so it is not possible for any individual to get a job. In these cases, Dr. Nguyen Le told me that the experts selected during the symposium would be requisitioned as staff members of the psychiatric hospital, even if they were unable to participate in the study of Paradise.

Most of the experts who came to the workshop would work in the psychiatric hospital, even if they were judged to have been affected by Claudia White. As long as the affected Cheng dù is above a certain passing line, he will be hired, after all, not all the work in the psychiatric hospital is related to Claudia White, and some normal research and external façade also need to be maintained by manpower. If they were below the passing line, they would probably be in a much worse situation.

I now hope that fitness instructors and others will at least get the opportunity to work as regular employees in mental hospitals.

It's not a question of whether the hired person wants to. It's about the people who are invited. There is simply no room for bargaining in front of the seminar. And the style of the Doomsday Shinrikyo has always been very tough, whether their ideas are to promote the end of the world or to redeem the end of the world, they are carried out by a coercive means.

I couldn't stop the birth of Paradise. Under the inertia of the apocalyptic process, this drug will be made in other places that I don't know, if not here. That being the case, I'd rather experience it for myself and see how it turned into the kind of "paradise" I used to know.

If possible, I would certainly like to have the "paradise" that Dr. Nguyen Le envisioned to be born, not the "paradise" that I used to know.

Despite the same name. But the two are completely opposite in terms of the expectations they contain.

One is drugs, and the other is hope for saving the world.

I already have a vague sense that the wheel of the apocalypse is coming far away, on a road that it has been planned, and based on past experience, it is possible that my actions may be a factor in accelerating it down this path. Just like in the past apocalyptic fantasy, whether you want to prevent the end of the world or not, to participate in mysterious events, most of the results you can get in the end will make people feel that what they are doing is promoting the development of the end times.

This kind of feeling makes people feel extremely depressed, and there are many mysterious experts with strong wills and good wishes, but in the end they can't bear it, and they feel a deep despair as a result of this kind of contrary to their original intentions, either disappearing, dying, or alienating into the Doomsday Shinrikyo people.

I think that the world will also develop according to this law.

How desperate it is. I obviously think that I should do something, I must be able to do something, my own efforts, I will definitely get the right results, and my moral behavior will also get the best reward, but in fact, no matter what I do, I am only closer to the dark abyss.

Even so, no matter in the past or now, people who recognize this but have not given up their efforts and struggles are still in the past. There are constantly withdrawals, deaths, and betrayals in the cyberball, and sometimes it even makes people feel that it is dying, but it has always existed. The world I have observed, whether it is real or illusory, but everywhere there is a group of people who try to redeem the worst.

This is important.

Seeing them, and being aware of their thoughts and actions, is an indispensable source of motivation for me.

My peculiarity lies simply in the fact that I feel more likely to succeed than they are. But it would be wrong to say that I am the only savior in this world, or that I am the one who wants to protect something in the process of the end times.

Perhaps, among the people I have saved, among the people whom I have warned and warned, and who have survived mysterious events because of my actions, there are people like zài. Even if they can't completely get rid of the "mysterious" threat, they will try to save some things that are on the verge of collapse with a kind of luck mentality. And before they fall into despair, what they do will definitely save more people like them once were.

If I think about it this way, a new power will spring up in my heart, and I will be tired when I am tired. Get a kind of comfort in the dark.

Yes, I don't know what is true, and I'm not sure if my thoughts are correct or if my actions will be rewarded as I want. Is it true that I can save anyone, or is it futile? However, since I have been able to persist until now, I have proved it. There must be something in this that I firmly believe in and is worth sticking to.

The mood of wanting to protect something and save something must not be wrong. And taking action, no matter what the consequences will have on others, must be right for yourself.

I observed what was happening in front of me. And what's to come. I draw strength from observations, and I try to influence the results of observations.

Maybe I did a qiē. In the observation of those dark eyes, it is nothing more than a predetermined fate, a long-completed story line, a useless attempt, a tangled wandering. Whatever I do, it's not out of my will. And just being arranged by the will, and doing a qiē, are only promoting the development of a given apocalyptic plot, rather than jumping out of the entire story framework. Because of this, it doesn't mean anything to me.

Even so. I would never strike - of course, this idea may have been "set", but I believe that I will have such a will if there is no such "setting".

Whether free or unfree, destined or unpredestined, I believe that I am such a Takakawa.

I also believe that any other Takakawa thinks the same way, and this kind of mood.

Even if a qiē has been predestined, I want to witness it with my own eyes and feel this qiē with my own eyes.

I looked at the two girls, their expressions cloudy, looking out of the TV and out of the window in distraction, the lights in the middle of the night making the figures in the window look like ghosts. The sound of the water in the bathroom stopped, like a signal, causing the two girls' bodies to tense up slightly. I know that my words have had a profound impact on them.

Perhaps, the three boys were not mentally ill and just borrowed this place to date them, but the negative impact of the word "psychosis" was enough to discourage normal people.

When the three boys came out from behind the door, they saw that the two girls had been staring at them, probably because the girls' gaze was too strong, and they looked surprised and embarrassed.

"Is there something wrong?" One of them broke the silence and asked.

"This is a mental hospital, isn't it?" The slightly taller girl raised her voice, which made people feel dissatisfaction and anger obviously.

"Fine, psychiatric hospital?" The boys looked at each other a few times and laughed a little loudly, "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

Seeing the way they looked, I felt that the answer was already out. However, their appearance has made it a little less likely that they are also mentally ill. Although a mentally ill person does not always have to look like a crazy person, just like myself, when it is normal, I also look like a normal person. However, if you are mentally ill, you can always find out that something is wrong, and you are "like a normal person" rather than a "normal person".

"I listened," the shorter girl ...... looking at me, as if thinking of my name, "and the boy said that this was the area of the mental hospital, and that the cabins were for the mentally ill. ”

"No kidding, okay." One of the boys spread his hands, "We've been here for so long, so there's no problem." ”

"Just because there's no problem doesn't mean it's right!" The slightly taller girl sighed, "It's unbelievable that you used a mentally ill room to date a girl." ”

The boys glanced at each other with blank expressions, as if they weren't going to hold on any longer. Even I could see that the two girls didn't say anything, but on the table they already believed the statement that "this is a mental hospital".

"You don't live here, do you?" The shorter girl questioned with a blank eye, but I don't think she thought that the three boys were mentally ill, and that she was just striking them with words to vent her resentment.

"Please! We're not the protagonists of the madhouse. One boy rolled his eyes, not going to be at a standoff any longer, and opened the fridge to get a beer. I sat back on the couch. The two girls didn't refuse, they just changed positions and sat on the same sofa as me. The other two boys also gathered when they saw someone taking the lead.

In the end, our group split into two sides, and it was like a showdown to face each other.

And actually. I think both sides know very well, and whether to break up or continue after that depends on each other's negotiations. I think that although the truth has been revealed to some extent, both girls are a little bold and may continue to stay here.

"Well, we'll admit, this is the mental hospital...... of the resort area. "The boy groomed it a little." But don't you find it exciting and enjoyable? If you look at the people here, their lives are no different from normal people. If it hadn't been leaked, you wouldn't have known about it. With that, he glared at me and blamed me for ruining their good deeds.

I think they may be saying in their hearts: It would be better if they didn't bring this kid back.

"Not at all. You know? We almost freaked out! The slightly taller girl said this, but she didn't feel it at all. She lifted Erlang's legs. Picking at your nails is like haggling.

What exactly does she want? Just a warning to the boys? It's not just the boys, I don't know.

"That's a situation that should be apologized for, right?" The shorter girl said as if reminded.

"Ah, yes...... Yes. One boy said, "I'm so sorry I deceived you." The other two boys had unpleasant looks on their faces. Didn't speak.

"Is just an apology enough?" The slightly taller girl said, "You hurt the feelings between us!" We believed in you so much, and you swore to it. The result? Your assurances are like farts! You were going to deceive us in the first place, when we were a bunch of stupid women, we wouldn't do anything even if it happened, wouldn't you? I sue you. It's not over! I have already contacted the child's family. Do you know who his mother is? Do you know the villa area on the riverside pier? Where they live now. ”

The boys were a little stunned, looked at me, and said tentatively, "The villa area has not yet been opened......

"Remember the psychology symposium that took place here? The group was invited, and his mother was one of them. "They were invited to do something by the local developer, and the developer is also the owner of the asylum, so you can imagine what it's like to have a mental hospital - all eyes are on it!" ”

The boys looked stunned and struck, and they didn't seem to expect it so deeply. In fact, I think that the two girls just have the courage to bluff them again and keep adding bargaining chips to their negotiations.

"Really?" The boys looked at me.

I nodded and didn't speak.

A boy hugged his head, looking depressed, they seemed to really feel that it was really difficult to solve the problem when it got like this. The other boy, however, was less worried, shrugged his shoulders and asked the girls, "Come on, we've been together for so long, don't believe you're going to make things too big." You don't want to get in trouble, do you? Even if you accept our invitation, if you do something wrong, you still have a share. Besides, even if someone finds out, it's nothing. ”

"Nothing? Do you want to be published? And then go back to school and be pointed at? I can't afford the shame of dating a bunch of mentally ill people. The tall girl said coldly.

"So, what do you want?" The boy spread his hands and said, "You know, we paid for this date." ”

"What's wrong with you? The qiē here is all ready-made, and you just take it without telling it, take the things of the mentally ill, and say it is your own. The shorter girl scoffed.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing." Another boy said, "Let's spread it out." ”

"First of all, I hope I can get out of here quickly and leave tomorrow." Said the tall girl.

"You'll pay for the surrounding towns." The shorter girl said, "You said you wanted to have a treat, so you did it once." ”

The boy looked at each other, hesitated for a moment, and then whispered to each other, talking about the cost. They seemed to really want to go further with the two girls, so they readily agreed: "However, you can't stay in a hotel, you can stay in our house." How is it? They looked at the two girls with defiant glances.

The tall girl smiled disdainfully and said, "Take care of your crotch, or I'll blow it all up." ”

She seemed to agree, but when I looked into the shorter girl's eyes, her gaze flickered a little, as if she had other plans.

At this point, the atmosphere gradually eased. The boys were a little embarrassed, and quickly quit and went back to their rooms, and the two girls looked at each other and smiled after they left, as if the conspiracy had succeeded. It makes me think that they are not simply going to go to the boys' houses.

"Thank you so much." The tall boy hugged me hard: "Otherwise, we will really be kept in the dark, and if nothing bad happens and we don't know about it, it doesn't matter." However, if something happens and the secret is finally discovered, it must be very uncomfortable in my heart, and there may be some danger. ”

"Thank you." The shorter girl also said, "I hate being deceived." ”

"So, what are you going to do?" I asked.

The two girls laughed but didn't say a word. However, I think the most I can do is to play tricks on the boys and make them regret it.

"Come and sleep in our room tonight." The tall girl didn't wait for me to answer, and took me back to the room for two.

Their rooms also have a lot of strange decorations, and at this time, we can't help but talk about "what kind of person is the owner of this house, the mentally ill person". The thought that these strange decorations were collected by the mentally ill person, and not made like this in the first place, can't help but have a strange feeling. They changed into their pajamas and watched me without paying any attention, as if they really thought of me as a child, but in fact, I was a high school student, not much worse than college students.

Their pajamas are all mature and sexy styles, and the underwear can be faintly seen behind the translucent fabric. Even so, the two did not hide their actions. It's just that when I lie in bed, I can't sleep for a while.

This is a room for the mentally ill, and there is a group of mentally ill people outside the house -- when I think about this kind of thing, I also think that it is absolutely difficult for ordinary people to maintain a calm mind.

They had previously checked the locks of the doors and windows.

"Why are you alone in that building?" That's what the shorter girl asked me.

"I don't know. I have amnesia. I said, "Mom sent me to a mental hospital three days ago, and it seems that I did something, and I ran into that building by myself, and when I came to my senses, I ran into you." ”

The tall girl turned over with interest, looked at me and said, "Are you really mentally ill?" ”

"Hmm." I said without shying it away.

"What the hell are we doing?" The slightly shorter girl patted her forehead and sighed: "We didn't find out the truth for so long, and finally a psychotic ghost exposed a qiē." ”

However, she laughed out loud after a while, and said, "Maybe it will be the most interesting thing in my life." Hey, can you get your mom accommodating, let's see how this mental hospital works? Your mom will definitely have an event in a psychiatric hospital for a psychology seminar, right? ”

"Yes, you want to stay? That's not a good idea. "Because it's all crazy here.

However, I couldn't tell the truth as I knew, because it seemed ridiculous to ordinary people and it was the nonsense of a mentally ill person.

"Well, I was a little apprehensive at first, but now that I think about it, it's quite exciting, and besides, I've never seen a real mental hospital." The tall girl said.

"It's not a fun place." I put it this way.

But the more they talked, the more interested they became, and they began to encourage me to get a qualification to attend the seminar. There must have been nothing wrong with the seminar, but I don't think they made the right decision on a whim. So he pretended to be asleep. (To be continued......)