I was already asleep and dazed, and I didn't know when they pulled me up to eat, and I didn't know what I ate.

When I was sober again, it was the gentle voice of the nurse sister in the corridor, "I've taken the medicine." ”

In a daze, he followed Ah Yan out with a water cup and waited at the door of the ward to take medicine.

Because I may not have woken up and watched me fall straight to the ground, my parents who were still lying on the bed didn't know if they saw it, and with the strength of Ah Yan and the nurse's sister, they finally stood up against the wall, and after drinking the medicine, they were holding on to the wall, and Ah Yan was not so dizzy.

When I entered the ward, I collapsed on the bed, and I felt that I might have fallen asleep, but I could hear the movement in my ears.

Later, when I was pulled up, I saw the nurse brother from before, and asked me if I thought I was sick.

Although I know that I have some symptoms of depression and anxiety, I think it may be because the place is too unfamiliar, and I think that it may be better to go home.

I was asked if I had any extreme thoughts lately, and I wanted to say that I couldn't lie without the scar on my wrist that was pinched by my fingernails, and I thought about something else...... But I didn't dare to say.

I can only say that I have thought about it, but I have not acted yet, I dare not tell the truth, I am afraid that my parents will be angry.

As soon as their faces darkened, it was like a drum beating in my heart, beating hard, and I was disturbed and my eyes were black.

I'm afraid they'll turn around and get angry at me.

During this time, I had the urge to cry countless times, but I could only hide the tears under my nose when I slept, and bury them in the quilt or pillow, and no one could find them.

My little brother asked me how my hiccups were. The treatment of hiccups is really good, although it is still good, but it is better than when I first came, and it is not a little better, and I can say shorter sentences before.

In the afternoon, my parents took me out again, and I was afraid that they would have black faces, so I naturally followed with a reluctant face.

I went to the small alley where we lived when we first came, the noise of people, the smell of all kinds of street food made me smell nauseous, and the crowd of people who came and went squeezed in and over still made me feel uncomfortable, and I had the idea of wanting to escape.

But there is a sour plum soup that I can drink, as well as beef noodles and dumplings that meet my father's taste.

I can only come here, and when I entered the noodle restaurant, I saw Ah Yan and their family, and the taste of the same place is not much different, my father approved it, and my mother naturally told Ah Yan about them, and nodded, even if they said hello.

We sat at the table next to us and waited for dinner.

The dumplings ordered by my father, and my mother's desire to eat beef bibimbap, may have covered the smell of some meals from the wooden dining table, so it was not so uncomfortable here, but waiting to see a group of people leave and a group of people coming, it still makes me uneasy.

The time to wait for the meal seemed to have slowed down several times, and when the meal came, my father first wanted to make dumplings for me in a small bowl.

Despite my best efforts, there were still four dumplings in the bowl and a little bit of noodles that my mother had fished in.

They can be ready to retreat from me, the sour plum soup has been bought, it doesn't matter if you can't eat it, take a bite of the sour plum soup, so you can always swallow it.

I couldn't stand the dark smell and crowding in the alley, so I hurried away with them after eating, trembling hands and clenched fists already indicating that I couldn't stand it anymore.

Back in the ward, Ah Yan and they haven't come back yet, and I don't have to care about anyone, biting my hands, biting my arms, pinching myself, twisting my thighs, and banging my head against the wall.

I thought it might be more comfortable after catharsis, but what I never expected was that my parents threatened me to call a doctor if I did this again.

I was afraid that the doctor would see me as a good child who would delay my best disguise, delay my discharge, and maybe take tranquilizers, and maybe put on a restraint belt, so that people could not move on the bed.