What He Jiajia couldn't understand the most was He Youyou. She clearly had everything, yet she still wanted to compete with her, even when she came to the variety show.
They are currently in front of the gates of a mental hospital. The director is looking at them and telling them what they need to do.
"From now on, you are ordinary people. We will start a live broadcast. Two people will become patients and three people will become doctor's assistants. Let's draw lots."
There's a reason they did this. They said it was a live stream, but who knows if the equipment was actually on?
That's how He Jiajia was tricked into going there.
He Jiajia drew the patient's name. She frowned, somewhat confused. She could understand letting them experience the daily life of mental patients, but what was this "patient" thing? Couldn't she get injections and take medicine with them?
He Jiajia became a patient and was taken there, sharing a room with Mo Yan.
The moment she opened the door, she noticed that the room was strange. There were only two beds, and nothing else in the room. She couldn't find any water glasses, not even towels or toothbrushes.
She was utterly shocked. What was going on?
The production crew took away everything from her phone and bank cards.
"Why did you confiscate all my belongings? I can understand taking my phone, but the rest was unnecessary. Why didn't you leave me my luggage?"
They even took her suitcase. What will she wear now?
"Since you've drawn the patient role, you'll have to completely transform yourself into a patient. You'll be wearing a hospital gown and doing tasks with everyone else. Don't worry, everything will be streamed live, and your fans will be watching."
Hearing this, He Jiajia felt much more at ease. Mo Yan, who was meditating on the bed, opened her eyes and looked at He Jiajia with bright eyes, "Baby!"
Mo Yan looked at her with delight, rushed over and hugged He Jiajia tightly, as if she were holding a lost treasure that had been found again, "Baby, baby, baby!"
He Jiajia was held very tightly and couldn't break free immediately. She looked at the production crew in confusion, and the crew told her, "This aunt seems to have been sent to a mental hospital because she got separated from her child many years ago."
Her obsession is finding her child, so she probably treats you like one.
In order to leave this place, she attempted suicide—jumping off buildings, hanging herself—she did everything she could, which is why the room is so empty.
Hearing this, He Jiajia felt a little uncomfortable. Her mother was not like that; she treated her as a burden and threw her away without hesitation.
"So what should I do now to get this auntie to let me go?"
"I don't know, you'll see for yourself. We're leaving now, and someone will come to tell you what to do when the time comes."
They left the place and never looked at anything else in the room.
They have done what they promised the person behind the scenes, and He Jiajia's live stream will never appear.
Of course, after a while, there will be scenes featuring He Jiajia, at which point He Jiajia will be considered a lunatic.
He Jiajia tried to call them back, telling them not to leave. "Wait a minute! I'm still here. You haven't told me what to do yet!"
Mo Yan showed no abnormality. She hugged He Jiajia tightly, "Baby, baby, come see Mommy! Mommy has finally found you. Mommy will teach you how to cultivate immortality, okay?"
He Jiajia: "???"
He Jiajia felt like she was going to be stunned by the hug; the hug was just too tight.
"Auntie, can you let go of me? It's really hurting when you hug me like that."
He Jiajia was just testing the waters to see if she would be allowed to leave, but she didn't expect it to actually happen.
Mo Yan released her and looked at her very solemnly and seriously, "Baby, you called me the wrong name. You have to call me Mom."
He Jiajia: "???"
He Jiajia was a little stunned. The aunt in front of her had such innocent eyes that she felt a little ashamed of herself.
She is the kind of person who is... completely shrouded in darkness.
There's probably no one in this world who truly likes her.
"Call me Mom! You have to call me Mom, or I'll get angry. You're my little one, and I'm going to teach you how to cultivate immortality."
He Jiajia suddenly felt a bit dumbfounded. How could cultivating immortality be possible?
"Auntie, I'm not your child, I'm just someone who came here to participate in a variety show."
Mo Yan was furious. She hugged He Jiajia tightly again, saying, "You are my baby, my baby. It's all Mommy's fault. Mommy believed that scumbag and took you away. I thought we would be reunited as a family."
Mom didn't know he wanted to separate us. Mom didn't know that he was a scumbag.
"My little one, my little one, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, Mommy's coming to find you, Mommy's coming to find you, let's go home, let's go home."
Mo Yan's sudden emotional outburst shocked He Jiajia, who immediately tried to call for help, "Help! Help! This auntie is too agitated, please save me!"
Unfortunately, no matter how much He Jiajia called, it was no use; no one came.
"Let me go, please let me go, I'm really not your baby."
Mo Yan held her tightly and channeled his spiritual energy into her body. This girl's health was really bad; she was covered in hidden injuries and needed to be properly cared for.
"Baby, you are my baby, you are my baby." Mo Yan held on tightly, refusing to let go; she couldn't lose her persona.
Telling He Jiajia the truth directly at this point is useless; she won't accept it. It's better to take it slowly, let her mother recover gradually, and steadfastly protect her.
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