"Why do I get thrown into a bag every time... "I was rolling around in the black bag, and when I came out of the bag, the sight in front of me, okay... That's a lot of people!

"Hehe! there's a new guy over there!" a few people whispered to me.

"New guy!?" from that person onwards, all of them stared straight at me like crazy eyes...

"Huh。。。。 You guys... Okay!" I only dared to speak like that.

"Hahahahahaha! This person is so timid, maybe he doesn't have any hair underneath!hahahaha!" A group of people looked at me like monkeys, so many pairs of eyes straight enough to shoot me, how fragile my heart was.

"Boom, hehe!" I just squatted in the corner, and they didn't want to say a word about me, they all talked about their own things, but no matter how I looked at it, they all felt that they were wearing the same clothes, and I. . . It was as if he was wearing the same clothes as them.

"Get up and thank you, let me out!" I saw that there was a sewer under which I was sitting, and it was all sewage and it was pitch black, and when the person inside came up, I found that he was not dirty or smelly at all.

"Thank you, young man, for making me a way along, or I don't know how I'm going to breathe!" said the man with a black beard, his lips up and down, but his nose kept inhaling the air, as if he really hadn't breathed in the air.

"Great. Uncle.. What are you doing down there?" I was curious, and I would die laughing at his next reply.

"Poop! you know? I poop underneath, it's different every day!" he said as if he was uncomfortable and walked away, straight into the crowd.

Then a soft voice said, "It's time for rest, please go back to your room alone!" There was a man standing on the steps outside our wall, and I looked around, and everything around me was round.

The whole scene gradually disappeared, and I was left squatting there alone, and then the person flew down from that place, a woman, with long hair fluttering, white ribbons all over her body, floating with pearls, one after another, bits and pieces.

"You've got a bit of a problem with your brain! That's why we're here to treat boredom mentally ill patients! And we're casting a net to hunt for you! We're here to let you boring people get a life that isn't boring!"

Suddenly, she floated up to me and said, "You must have seen it, too! Going to the toilet is very hard, but don't think you're going to get used to it! Every day here is a different group of people! And you, you don't stay here every day!"

"Oh, I'll just sit here!" I moved my ass.

"No, you don't have a name! I've already named you here! And it's a name that will keep you in your mind forever!

"Tomorrow. ”