"Three years after three years, my little shark grave is about to grow grass..." Shang Yan squatted down in a small flower bed in the mental hospital, pulling weeds.
[Yeah, it's been three years, you've finally woken up.] 019 felt like she was about to grow weeds too.
"When is Zhou Ping coming to see me?" Shang Yan plopped down on the ground and looked up at the sky.
The clear blue sky was reflected in the dog's slightly drooping eyes.
"Why do you want him to come see you every day? Didn't he just come last month?" After saying this, 019 added, "You were having an attack when you saw him last time; he was probably too scared to come again."
"Waaaaaah, I didn't mean to! He looked so fresh and clean in front of me, like an orange-flavored lollipop, and I couldn't resist licking it twice!"
"What did I do wrong? It's all his fault for not bringing me a lollipop!"
Shang Yan covered his face and cried bitterly. He was much better now than he had been in a state of cognitive confusion the day before, but he still experienced occasional cognitive confusion and memory disorder.
[Don't cry, do you still want to go out?] 019 quickly stopped Shang Yan.
Shang Yan hiccuped and covered his mouth, forcefully holding back his tears. Yes, he and 019 had already discussed something important, and now was a crucial time; he absolutely could not cry.
[It's summer 2014 now. Host, you've been here for three whole years. You've maintained yourself very well these past two months. With my help and the doctors' help, they now consider you a normal person.]
[Hold on, you absolutely have to hold on, just a little longer and we'll all be out of here!] 019 felt like he was really going to the extreme for this little idiot.
"Don't worry, I'm back to normal now!" Shang Yan assured him repeatedly, then continued to sit there pulling weeds.
It just rained these past two days, so the soil is soft and the grass can be pulled up by the roots.
Shang Yan only pulled out the weeds. He could still distinguish between weeds and shrubs; the smaller ones were weeds, and the larger ones were shrubs.
"Are you pulling weeds here again?" A somewhat childish voice rang in his ears, and Shang Yan, who was still pulling weeds, paused.
"Qi Ye?" Shang Yan looked at the boy in front of him who was three years younger than him. Lin Qi Ye was said to have been sent here because he saw an angel with six wings on the moon when he was a child, and was later considered mentally ill.
When Little Shark Shang Yan heard this, he immediately knew that this was his fellow sufferer.
In his world, besides pumpkins and winter melons, there are also red peppers, lollipops... He came in because he saw something different.
During the period when Shang Yan's cognition and memory were most confused, he directly saw Lin Qiye as a large black, glowing butterfly.
During that time, he and Lin Qiye, who didn't mind his behavior, played around for a while and became good friends.
“Hey, according to the calendar, today should be the day my good brother comes to visit me. He used to come in the morning, but now it’s almost noon…” Shang Yan pulled up another blade of grass.
"Maybe he's busy with something?" Kobayashi Nanaya squatted down next to Shang Yan, his eyes tightly closed as he comforted him.
"Yeah, yeah, summer vacation is coming up soon, and he has exams," 019 comforted him. "Anyway, we'll be able to go out in two months, and then you'll see him every day and go to school with him."
[Besides, his beastly parents died in a hospital bed last month and will no longer be a problem for him.]
You can meet whenever you want.
“You’re right,” Shang Yan sighed softly. The 15th of each month was the fixed day for prison visits. When the people who were supposed to visit him didn’t come, he felt like he had no hope for the future and couldn’t be happy.
After sitting by the flower bed with Lin Qiye for a while, Shang Yan leaned closer to him and asked, "Qiye, can't you see?"
“…Hmm.” Lin Qiye’s expression stiffened when he noticed the gaze fixed on him.
“I should be able to help you,” Shang Yan’s rusty brain suddenly turned, “I have superpowers.”
Lin Qiye looked at Shang Yan, who had been diagnosed with mental illness, and remained silent for a moment. Then, his lips twitched, and he finally cooperated, "Then will you treat me?"
Although not being able to see anything doesn't affect him, he still has a little bit of expectation in his heart.
Shang Yan solemnly reached out and placed his hand on Lin Qiye's eyes.
[Holy crap, stop messing around, we'll be discharged soon. There's a reason why Lin Qiye can't see...], 019 Bengbu.
The grass that had been pulled out all around withered, and the once lush green bushes slowly turned yellow, as life force was continuously channeled into Lin Qiye's eyes.
"No, you're not injured," Shang Yan said, withdrawing his hand and frowning slightly. "You'll be able to open your eyes and see at a certain time. Let's wait a few more years."
When he turns eighteen, he will naturally return to normal after the Divine Ruins are opened.
Shang Yan scratched his head, "I'm sorry..."
"Brother Shangyan, you don't need to apologize." Lin Qiye shook his head, feeling a little disappointed but still acting like a little adult. "I know my own situation."
And just now... the surrounding trees and vegetation withered rapidly, and he felt warm all over. Shang Yan must have helped him.
I initially thought Shang Yan's claim of having superpowers was just wishful thinking, but it turns out it's true...
If this ability exists, then the angels he saw when he was a child must also exist... right?
"Shangyan, your brother is here to see you! Come with me?" Footsteps approached, and a doctor in a white coat and silver-rimmed glasses walked over.
Shang Yan's eyes lit up when he heard what the doctor said. "Yes, yes! I'm coming right now!"
He turned to Lin Qiye and said, "I'm going to see my brother, Qiye. See you later!"
After saying that, he followed the doctor and left without looking back.
Upon seeing Zhou Ping, Shang Yan's expression froze.
Zhou Ping was dressed the same as usual, in a black shirt and a blue and white school uniform jacket, with the brim of his baseball cap pulled down to cover most of his face.
Three years have passed. Now that he's no longer tormented by those beastly parents, his physique is no longer what it was when Shang Yan first met him. In these three years, he has grown quite a bit taller and looks like he's already a head taller than Shang Yan.
Shang Yan stood timidly at the door, not daring to come in. Last time, he had a delusional disorder and licked someone like a lollipop. Now that he was sober, he was still a little afraid to face Zhou Ping.
"What's wrong?" Zhou Ping asked when he saw Shang Yan standing at the door without coming in. The boy was going through puberty and his voice was a little hoarse.
“…I’m sorry.” Shang Yan moved over step by step. He glanced at Zhou Ping quickly, then lowered his head. “I was wrong. Last time I mistook you for a lollipop and licked it a few times.”
It would have been better if he hadn't brought it up, because once he did, Zhou Ping's eyes became flustered.
"I... I'm mentally ill, please let me..." After mustering up the courage to say this in a humble voice, Shang Yan secretly glanced at Zhou Ping again.
He said this rather hesitantly, and he was a little embarrassed, after all, he had pounced on Zhou Ping earlier and spit on his face.
That time, Zhou Ping was so frightened that his hat fell to the ground.
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