"Why are you here?"
"I was afraid you would break into the prison, so I followed you."
"Will I?" She felt much more relaxed. Her uncle didn't blame her. Inside, she believed that her uncle would definitely stand up again. When the time came, he would become the new pillar of the Mu family.
"Let me drive." Dongya took the keys from her hand and said, "I'll take you to a nice place."
The good place he mentioned was actually the sports field. What Ouyang didn't expect was that Dongya's endurance was so good. They had almost run 8,000 meters, and he could still keep running.
"I can't take it anymore!" Ouyang lay on the runway, looking at the clouds above his head and the sun at his feet.
Dongya came back and lay down next to her, looking at the same cloud and stepping on the same sun: "How do you feel?"
"Tired!" Her brain was severely lacking in oxygen. Shan felt as if her whole body had been stepped on by many people. Now she had no strength at all. "I want to drink some water."
"Wait a moment." He went to the side to take it for a while and helped her unscrew it.
The source of life fell from her hands, reaching her lips, throat, stomach, and entire body. She felt much more comfortable, without any pressure, and her mind was blank.
After she rested, the two walked to the basketball court, and Dongya couldn't help but join the group of people in the game. Ouyang sat aside, watching the people running around on the basketball court, and suddenly felt that he was no longer the Dongya he knew, who looked weak and bookish.
A slam dunk won the admiration of everyone on the court. When everyone came to rest, they saw Ouyang sitting nearby and started to make noises.
"No wonder he's fighting so hard, it turns out there's a beautiful woman watching him."
"Maybe she's his girlfriend."
"She's really pretty."
Ouyang stood up and handed him the last bottle of water: "You really impressed me."
"In fact, if my family hadn't opposed it, I might have become a good athlete."
"Forget it, don't add burden to the national team."
The two of them returned to the basement chatting and laughing. During this long night, they forgot about their recent unpleasantness.
On that day, the long-awaited sweet rain fell in the north. Under Ouyang's arrangement, Dong Ya entered a hospital. This hospital was no different from other hospitals, but the only difference was that everyone inside was sick.
The doctor asked him to sit on a chair and played some soothing music: "Close your eyes and don't think about anything." Then he heard the sound of footsteps walking back and forth, and he felt a little impatient.
"Don't open your eyes. Please tell me your name, age, and job."
"Dongya," Dongya was the name given by his father, probably because he was born in the Asian winter. "26 years old," in the blink of an eye, he has reached the age when he should have a girlfriend, but he doesn't. "Freelance." He never liked to talk about work. He believed that as long as people do what they like, it is not work.
There was a ticking sound again, but this time it was not the sound of footsteps, but the sound of a mechanical watch turning.
"Right now, right in front of you, there's a dense forest. You want to get through it, but you can't seem to reach the end." The voice became hurried. "Bang, what did you bump into?"
"A door."
"Can you open it?"
"Locked."
"Who has the key?"
"Who?" Dong Ya saw a familiar and old figure. "Who's there?"
"Can we go over and take a look?"
"No, there are snakes on the road."
"What's behind it?"
"water."
"You can't walk anymore?"
“No, no…”
"Don't be afraid, someone is here to save you." The voice became soothing.
He gradually calmed down and began to walk towards the door. The door was opened and a woman walked out: "Ouyang."
"Who is Ouyang?"
"A friend of mine."
"Female friends."
"female."
"Where are you now?"
"The sea, the vast sea."
Then there was no sound, no sound at all. He felt himself falling asleep, his body sinking down and sinking into something.
When he opened his eyes again, the doctor had already written something.
Dongya thought he was very strange. He wore glasses without lenses and used a fountain pen from the last century.
"You've been asleep for an hour."
"Really?" He was a little embarrassed. "What did I say?"
"I have a nude video here, do you want to see it?"
Dongya was indeed a little curious: "Is it okay?"
"Of course." The doctor stood up and turned on the LED screen. He was alone. There was no one walking around, and there was no clock nearby.
"Where are you?"
"I've been in my chair the whole time."
"No, you haven't been talking to me all this time?"
"No."
Indeed, there was only Dongya's own voice in it. He felt that this doctor was a little abnormal, at least he looked different from a normal person.
"According to your situation," the doctor said, "you are currently in a state of extreme self-suppression. Well, I suggest that you take your life less seriously, relax a little, and everything will be fine."
This was his first time seeing a psychiatrist, but in his perception, a psychiatrist wasn't like this: "Are you a hypnotist?"
The other person pushed up his glasses on the bridge of his nose, and raised the corners of his mouth: "Whatever you think is what it is, none of this matters."
He was confused by the man's way of speaking, and his only thought was to leave here as soon as possible. When he walked out the door, he ran into Ouyang who was waiting outside, which scared him a lot.
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