Chapter 246

I knelt on the ground and hugged him, asking him not to leave.

He asked me to stand up, but I didn't want to because I was afraid that he would leave if I stood up.

But he still left. He said that my condition was abnormal and since this was a hospital, he wanted me to receive treatment here and I could only see him again after I was back to normal.

I cried my voice off again.

But this time he won't appear in front of me again.

I hoped this was all fake, and I started sleeping all day, 24 hours a day, until I woke up hungry.

This is a hospital, so the doctor noticed that I had been sleeping and not eating, so he gave me glucose so that I wouldn't have to wake up to eat.

I was in a pure dream state the whole day.

At times like this I am grateful to the doctor because I can have more time to see my friends in my dreams.

But fake is fake.

Friends in my dreams will never treat me the same way as real friends do.

Because friends in dreams always disappear.

And I have to find real friends.

I didn't know why I was so sad, but I cried for a long time until my eyes almost went blind.

The doctor and the nurse finally noticed that I was not normal. They gave me an injection of sedative and fed me sleeping pills. I fell asleep again, but this time there was no trace of my friend in my dream.

I once woke up from a dream with a start. This time I was stunned for a long time after waking up. I didn’t cry, laugh, or have any expression. I also didn’t fall asleep again or dream again.

I looked at the clean white walls and ceiling, the quilt, and my own pale hands. I realized that I was in the hospital and hadn't been out for a long time.

I want to see my friends, I can't stay like this.

My friends want me to be normal, so I am normal.

My friends want to see the normal me, so I must be normal.

Under the treatment of doctors and nurses, I recovered to normal. They gave me questions using the test papers used to test mental patients, and I answered all the questions.

I got the right score at the right time. After they checked me, they told me that I could be discharged from the hospital because I was back to normal.

I was very happy, but my friend didn't show up, so I went to find him.

I thought he wouldn't suddenly appear in front of me.

But when I walked to the hospital door, I still hoped that he would suddenly appear.

I stood there for a while, and then my friend really appeared in front of me, like a beautiful dream.

I blinked and tried to cry, but my acting skills are much better now than before. If I used to hug my friends and cry, I won’t do that now.

Because I'm very normal.

A normal person cannot cry when meeting his friends.

A person who cries when he sees his friends is an abnormal person, even if he has just been discharged from the hospital, even if he has not seen his friends for a long time, even if he really wants to see his friends.

Can't cry.

I smiled at him. I was afraid that I was hallucinating because if I was hallucinating, that meant I was not normal and I would have to go back to the hospital and I would not be able to see my friends again.

Even if it's an illusion.

I can't be abnormal, I want to see my friends, very much.

If the word "heart-wrenching" has a physical meaning, then I think my friend has been thinking so much that his heart and liver are empty.

He can't leave me again, for any reason.

He strode over to me and opened his arms to me. I knew that a normal person would walk up to his friend and hug him, but this was my friend.

I hugged my friend.

I wanted to do many things to him. For a moment, I thought that if he was a specimen, he would never be able to leave me again, but I don't think he would be willing to die.

So I can't do that to him.

When I held him in my arms, my empty heart was suddenly filled with something soft and warm.

I thought my heart would never be filled, but when that day came, it was like a rebirth.

The sky became bright again, and I suddenly realized that I had never felt the sky was bright when I was in the hospital. I had never felt better.

It's never been bad, I'm born this way and it will never get better.

It will never change.

It didn't happen suddenly.

I hope my friend will never know what kind of person I am. He will feel sad for me, and I don’t want to see him sad. He will hate me, and I don’t want him to hate me either.

It would be best if nothing happened, but if something did happen, he must be by my side.

He let me go, and I knew that a normal person couldn't hold his friend all the time at this time, so I let him go too.

I looked at his face and suddenly thought that maybe he would like someone random in the future.

Whether it is a man or a woman, maybe he would like to fall in love with them, marry them, have children with them, and grow old with them. Then where am I?

Am I dead?

If I were still alive, I really don't know what I was doing, watching him do those things, but I couldn't stop him.

Because a normal person cannot do the things I want to do, but it doesn’t matter, even if a normal person can’t do it, an abnormal person can.

As long as my friend never discovers my abnormal side, I will always be normal in front of him. He is not a doctor, he won't discover it.

I can do whatever I want as long as he doesn't find out.

He is such a good person. Even if he found out, he would pretend that he didn't find anything for my sake.

That's even better.

That's one of the reasons why I love him so much.

He is so pitiful and lovely, how can I not love him?

"I'm glad that I can see you coming out of the hospital while I'm still alive. I've prepared a feast for you. Let's go and eat together."

My friend took my hand and said to me.

I suspected that he treated me as a child or his son, but if I were really his son, I could be with him forever and no one would suspect that I had other intentions.

But if I were really his son, when I faced him, I would think about whether his wife was alive or dead, beautiful or ugly, healthy or disabled?

Is he rich or poor? What does he love about that wife? Can he love me like that? Can he love me more than his wife? Obviously not.

Because a normal person wouldn't do that.

But it doesn't matter, I'm much better after treatment in the hospital and I won't be the same as before.

Although I am reluctant to admit that it was madness, perhaps it can be simply called that. If I was indeed mad before, I would not do the same thing now.

As long as I don't see other people having that kind of relationship with him, I won't go crazy.

Even if I knew that other people had that kind of relationship with him, it would be fine as long as he didn't abandon me.

As long as he doesn't take me to see those people.

Even if he takes me to meet those people, it would be fine as long as he doesn't get too close to them in front of me.

I don't think he would be so impolite, because a normal person would not be affectionate in front of another normal person, no matter whether the person is his wife, friend or anyone else.

If it was just common courtesy, I wouldn't mind at all, I'm pretty sure I have the control over it.

I tried very hard to be a normal person, but I failed, so I thought I just had to pretend. It was much easier to pretend to be a normal person than to be one, and I did it.

I came out of the hospital and stood in front of him, which was proof of my ability to disguise myself.

But I don't have the ability to truly become a normal person. I just hope he will never know the truth.

However, it would be pitiful to be kept in the dark forever. If he wants to know the truth, I will tell him that he can do whatever he wants, especially about me.

I don't want to hide it from him, but now I have to. If he knew, he would stay away from me.

I really don’t understand what I’m thinking sometimes.

I don't even know what I'm thinking, let alone what he's thinking.

But that's what makes him mysterious.

This will make me more curious about him and love him more.

I will never hurt him, but I am the only one who believes this. Sometimes even I don’t believe it. I won’t say this to others.

I don't want to bet that he will really believe it, but it doesn't matter. I will always be by his side.

I'll know whether he believes it or not, sooner or later.

After dinner, he took me to his home, a new home that was bigger, more beautiful, emptier and quieter.

There was almost no one around, so I suspected he bought it for the discount, but from his look I didn't think he was short of money.

Maybe he just likes it. I can make a note of this. If he needs a gift, I will buy it for him based on this feature.

Actually, I should find a job and make some money.

I want to make a lot of money and give it all to him.

I hope he doesn't worry about anything.

Especially money.

But he sat me down and told me that he wanted me to go to school.

All right.

He wants me to go to school, so I go to school.

But before going to school, I have to spend some money to buy a locator and a monitor.

I put the locator in his clothes and told him it was a gift and I hoped he would always carry it with him, which would make me very happy. He accepted the gift and promised me that he would always carry it with him.

I installed the surveillance camera at home and asked him to keep it so that I could see him anytime I wanted.

He agreed too.

Maybe it’s because I told him that normal people would also install surveillance cameras at home and use locators.

He didn't seem suspicious of me or afraid, which was great.

If he was afraid of me, I wouldn't know what to do.

The doctor didn't teach me this.