Jin Zuihui staggered out of the madwoman's ward, and her steps were a little vain now.

She really has no home now, and the last loved one in her life has left him.

She crouched at the top of the stairs wiping away tears, and she was even a little glad she didn't wear makeup today.

Otherwise, her makeup will be spent, then how ugly she should be.

Jin Zuihui was amused by her own thoughts, but the tears in her eyes flowed down endlessly.

The way she cried and laughed must have looked like a madman to others.

Just then, a man handed her a tissue: "You're so scary here." ”

As soon as Jin Zuihui looked up, she saw a familiar figure.

"It's you......"

"Why are you there every time I'm lonely?"

She said.

The man scratched his head in embarrassment: "Maybe the two of us are fate." ”

"Your reason for accosting you is so boring." Jin Zuihui complained, she couldn't help but sting others, she looked at the other party's gentle appearance and secretly determined, feeling that the other party must have been born in a very peaceful family.

And why is her family so unhappy? Such an unfair, unequal feeling made her want to say something prickly.

But the man on the other side didn't care: "I'm not accosting." ”

"But it's okay if you pick up a conversation."

"Wipe your tears, my hands are tired."

Only then did Jin Zuihui realize that the man had been raising his hand and had a box of tissues in his hand.

She took the paper and thanked the person anyway: "Thank you." ”

"Why are you crying here alone, it's unpredictable that your family has mental illness."

"There's a lot of behavior that they can't control."

"If you say something bad, you don't have to take it personally."

The man tried to comfort Jin Zuihui.

"She's dead." Jin Zuihui suspended all his words with a single sentence.

"Uh...... Sorry, I don't know...... You mourn. The man immediately panicked.

"It's okay, you're also unintentional." She's not crazy either, she's not like a madwoman.

"Why don't we talk for a while, and relieve your current mood." The man sat on the stairs against the wall.

Jin Zuihui sat on the stairs by the railing, and the man had a great sense of distance, which made her feel a little good about him.

"Listening to your words seems to comfort others a lot." Jin Zuihui said.

The man nodded: "I am a kindergarten teacher, and I often coax children. ”

"I'm not a child, so I don't need your coaxing." The corners of Jin Zuihui's mouth rose slightly, and she was not too uncomfortable.

Because her mother died very early in her memory, her mother should be beautiful, gentle and kind, leaning against the piano, stroking the keys with her slender fingers, and playing gentle songs one after another.

Instead of being locked in a mental hospital by her, she can only explore the outside world through the window every day and night, but she is not at ease when she puts her mother outside.

Her mother fell ill, and the disease deprived a personality.

"But I think you're still young." The man said.

Jin Zuihui realized that every time she came to see a crazy woman, she was always dressed up very plainly.

When she came to see her mother this time, she already knew that he was dying, so she dressed up very cleanly, and her hair hung down gently in a long black dress.

Originally, she was just a college student, and this dress made her look younger, and if she wanted to be filial piety, she looked very beautiful now, with melancholy, and beautiful tears.

Jin Zuihui felt that it was her beauty that made the man stay.

It's just that the person who is hooked because of her beauty, let's chat, it just so happens that she wants to relax now.

"Speaking of which, every time I see you, it's in the hospital."

"Do you have any family members who are sick?" She asked.

The man lowered his head and thought about it, looking at his expression, Jin Zuihui thought that he didn't want to talk about himself.

"If you don't want to talk, we can change the topic, it's okay."

"It's just small talk, and everyone is happy."

The man shook his head: "You can talk, it's just that my life is a bit bloody, you may not believe it when you say it." ”

"If there's anything I don't believe, I can listen to it as a story." In fact, what she really wants to say is that she can listen to it as "fun", but this sentence is too hurtful to say.

"Then I'll tell you about my legendary life." The man became interested and began to speak.

"When I was born, my father had already died, and my mother took me for more than a month, and she didn't want me to be a drag bottle anymore and threw me into a welfare home."

Jin Zuihui instantly felt that this was also a pitiful person: "You have a strange hard life this day, we are really half a catty." ”

"Hahaha, in fact, my life is fine, it was all when I was a child."

"I had no idea that I had so many setbacks as a child."

"Later, my grandmother adopted me, and he was very nice to me and taught me a lot of life lessons."

"It's just a pity that she has Alzheimer's."

"That's a shame, Alzheimer's makes her forget her closest people." Jin Zuihui said.

"No wonder you just told me you wanted me to comfort the adults."

It turned out that he was going through these pains.

"But they still love you, they just forget about it." Jin Zuihui said softly.

Her family doesn't seem to love her in their hearts, or the person they love the most is not her.

The man smiled: "That's why I come here every week to see her." ”

"I also got a nutrition certificate and brought her snacks every week, and now she is like a child, waiting for me every day."

Jin Zuihui listened to the man, although he was telling a sad story, the more she listened, the happier she felt.

"You've been nice to her, and she'll remember you."

"A few days before my mother died, it seemed that those illnesses stopped tormenting her all of a sudden."

"She was in a very normal state when she said goodbye to me, as if her irritability was gone." Her words seemed to be comforting others, but they didn't seem to have any comforting effect.

When the man heard this, he said, "Then I'd rather she be like a child all the time." ”

"It was not easy for her to raise me, and I have repaid her for taking care of her for the past few days."

It is said that there is no filial son in front of the hospital bed, but this man is very good, can cook, and is still gentle, Jin Zuihui suddenly felt that this person was too suitable for marriage.

Especially for her, this person was simply too suitable, and she had this idea in her head and began to implement it.

"Last time you said there was another person with you, who was your wife, right?"

"No, it's my colleague, I don't have a girlfriend yet, how can I get married?" His face was red, and it made people look very teasing.

Jin Zuihui said: "Your colleague will come to see your family, which shows that she is interested in you." ”

"How so? It's just a coincidence. ”