This place was not affected by the disaster, and Luo Sheng was very shocked.

"Usually very few people come here, so this place is a bit desolate."

It was probably only when he saw Luo Sheng's surprised expression that the person who spoke made an explanation. This man was wearing a white coveralls and was a nurse. Tall and young, in his twenties. The thinning hair is covered with several pieces of adhesive tape on the top of the head.

When Luo Sheng was registering at the reception desk, this young staff member came to greet him. According to the regulations, everyone who comes to visit must be carried into the ward by a staff member.

Hearing him say this, Luo Sheng couldn't help but be curious. Because the kind of closed psychiatric hospitals with strange patients usually only appear in novels and movies.

"Don't these patients have relatives to visit?" Luo Sheng asked.

The young man shrugged: "They're all sent in and then unclaimed, and the people who sent them here are like they've come here to throw garbage and never plan to pick them up again, you know?" Once a person is crazy, he will be seen as a nuisance and disliked. ”

Throw out the garbage. Luo Sheng chewed on these three words, and then looked around, between the pine and cypress trees and the brick-walled buildings, those who looked blankly, laughed, startled or cried. They talk to themselves in the clearing, chase birds or flies, and role-play with someone they can't see...... Compared to the busy world outside, this kind of place with many feelings is imaginary, and you feel insulated from the outside world.

The ward is like a prison, with iron gates on both sides of the inner corridor, and iron fences are reinforced on top of the iron gates. There is a tiny square opening embedded in the door, allowing one eye to see inside.

The person Luo Sheng was looking for was in Ward 2. The young nurse took Luo Sheng to the door of ward 23, he looked inside through the small hole, turned to Luo Sheng and said, "Don't worry, she doesn't act aggressively, she just sits still, likes to look at the sky, I hope you can talk to her." ”

"Won't she speak?"

"I haven't said since I came in, she's a little ......"

"What?"

The nurse's eyes were full of puzzlement, and he thought for a while before saying, "You can go in and see for yourself." ”

Luo Sheng nodded, and the young nurse unlocked the door for him, and left. Before leaving, he was told to press the pager on the wall outside the door if he needed help.

The patient in the door actually matched the cards - the little girl. It was a 12-year-old girl named Mu Ziqu.

Luo Sheng pushed the door and walked in, and there were only three things in the whitewashed room, a bed, a desk, and a chair. The bed is placed in the innermost part with a window on one side. The girl sat on the bed, her long black hair hanging down her back, not all long black hair looked flowing and extraordinary and pleasing to the eye. Sometimes some long hair makes people shudder, like what Luo Sheng saw at this time - untrimmed, uneven long hair. And his hair was dull to speak of, which reminded him of many dark adjectives.

The girl was very thin, and the part of the wide hospital gown fit on her body could be seen to be so thin that it seemed that she had only a skeleton left. In particular, the two bones raised at the acromion position are very obvious, and the sharp points support the clothes. Like a specimen.

She stared motionlessly at the other building with the gray brick wall outside the tic-tac-toe window. There was no view from the window at all, just an annoying gray wall.

What is she looking at? Luo Sheng thought to himself, and then walked to the bed.

"Mu Ziqu." He called her name softly, because the girl's back to him looked too thin, and Luo Sheng suspected that the delicate body would shatter if he spoke loudly.

The girl didn't respond, maybe she didn't notice someone walking in. Luo Sheng walked slowly in front of her—the only narrow space left between the bed and the window—like a ditch. He just wanted to reach out to touch her, and when the girl's face appeared in his sight, Luo Sheng broke out in a cold sweat.

She...... No eyes.

It should be the place of the eyes, which is a piece of bare meat. The nose was small and weird, growing beneath the blank face, and then the mouth, which was normally tightly coiled into a line.

That damn nurse left without making it clear. Luo Sheng scolded secretly. Unprepared to see the face, he stepped back in fright, and pressed his heel against the wall.

Luo Sheng calmed down, and the hairs standing on end gradually calmed down. He couldn't imagine how a girl could look like this. Maybe it's a congenital malformation. This explanation is more acceptable and reasonable.

Cautiously, he reached out and shook it in front of the girl's eyes, and he wanted to see if she had ears under her long, dark hair—on either side of her face.

Rason was watching her......

"Do you think I'm good-looking?"

She spoke suddenly, voice coming from between the two crimson lips. The sound is good, but it is weird and makes people break out in a cold sweat.

“……”

Luo Sheng didn't know what to answer, which was more nerve-wracking than 700 world-class thinking questions. In the face of such a face, can it be simply described in terms of good looks or bad looks?

To the comer who did not answer, the girl persevered and asked again: "Do you think I look good?" The voice is still sweet and intimidating.

Luo Sheng thought for a moment and squeezed out two words from his mouth: "Weird." ”

Girl...... No, Mu Ziqu stopped talking. The mouth was closed tightly, as if it had never been opened. Still sitting motionless, one suspects that she is just a wax figure.

Oops! Luo Sheng regretted a little in his heart. He should be tactful or subtly change the subject...... But he expressed his inner feelings bluntly, and he didn't know what blow it would bring to the other party...... Or maybe he her off.

Just thinking about it, Mu Ziqu spoke again, coldly.

"Put the card under the skirt, come and get it."

Luo Sheng shuddered again. Always talking when he is not defensive, it is like a hole in his heart, and he doesn't know when a cold wind will blow in.

What do you mean? Luo Sheng pondered, and at the same time looked at Mu Ziqu's lower body......

She wore a skirt, a pleated skirt that resembled a navy uniform, dark blue, just enough to cover her knees. The calves hang from the edge of the bed, swaying from side to side. Luo Sheng found that the shaking was completely abnormal, and it felt like there were no joints, like two wooden sticks worn with threads hanging outside.

Mu Ziqu stopped talking again, his mouth was terribly closed, like a machine, and he would not make the next move until Luo Sheng responded.

"Mu Ziqu?" Luo Sheng began to doubt his eyes a little, from the time he entered the door to the present, everything he saw pointed to a conclusion-

It's a dummy.

But this conclusion is not valid from many angles. For example, she can speak, she has even breathing...... Suddenly, Luo Sheng realized the indescribable incomprehension in the eyes of the young nurse as he left.

Mu Ziqu didn't respond to him, silent like a specimen in a bubble bottle.

At this time, Luo Sheng realized a certain problem, that sentence was a command, he needed to react, and Mu Ziqu would respond to him.

The card is placed under the skirt...... Luo Sheng took a deep breath, he stared at Mu Ziqu's skirt, and his intuition told him that it was definitely not a good thing to put his hand in it. But the meaning of that sentence is very simple, there is only one way to get the cards.

What to do? Luo Sheng scratched his head, he walked around behind the girl, he didn't want to face such a face when he was thinking. Luo Sheng stared at the girl's back...... At this time, among those long black hairs like twine, Luo Sheng found something strange, very similar......

He approached the side of the bed, and slowly, reached out to brush Mu Ziqu's hair......