Shenghui Hospital.
The psychiatric corridor.
When Ye Xiaotian saw Su Luo come out of the chief physician's office, he immediately went up to her and asked with concern.
What did the doctor say?
Su Luo forced a smile and said in a relaxed manner.
"Take the medicine and it will be fine."
Ye Xiaotian breathed a sigh of relief.
"That's good, that's good, you scared me to death."
"Let me take you out to eat. I just discovered a really delicious private kitchen."
Su Luo shook her head and declined.
"No need, I have to go home."
"Okay, I'll take you home."
Ye Xiaotian couldn't help but take his hand.
Su Luo withdrew her hand and insisted.
"I'll just take a taxi home myself, you go ahead and do your work."
Ye Xiaotian stared at Su Luo's somewhat pale face and asked with concern.
"Are you really okay? You don't look well. Don't hide it from me. How serious is it? Do you need to be hospitalized? If you need to be hospitalized, then go ahead and stay. I'll help you find a place."
Su Luo was getting annoyed. Ever since that monster appeared in his mind, his patience had diminished considerably, and he had become much more irritable.
"Can't you just leave me alone for a while?"
Seeing that Su Luo was about to get angry, Ye Xiaotian said helplessly.
"Okay, okay, I'm leaving now!"
She gave him a deep look, then reluctantly walked towards the elevator.
Su Luo stood still, adjusting her breathing.
"call……"
It took me a while to recover before I left the hospital.
I hailed a taxi at the door, sat in the back seat, and opened the window to let the cold air in.
But his troubled heart still weighed heavily on him, making it hard for him to breathe.
He wasn't just going to see a doctor about his schizophrenia. He'd already seen Song Lingshan for that, and she'd given him all the medication Dr. Du prescribed.
He asked the doctor if there was anything he could do about vomiting whenever he saw Nami Ozawa.
The doctor was clearly startled when he heard this. Generally, aversion therapy is used to treat patients' bad habits and is beneficial to the patients.
This is the first time I've heard of this kind of treatment being performed on a normal person. Of course, it's irreversible; the conditioned reflex has already been formed.
As for how to overcome this, we can only leave it to time and fate; there is no quick solution.
Therefore, he had no choice but to break up with Nami.
But how should he bring it up?
He simply couldn't face the way Nami Ozawa looked at him.
The more I think about it, the more upset I get.
Su Luo took out the cigarettes he had just swiped from Ye Xiaotian from his pocket, took one out, put it in his mouth, lit it with a windproof lighter, and took a puff.
The driver in the front seat shouted at him.
"Hey, why are you smoking? Didn't you see the 'No Smoking' sign on my car? Are you illiterate or blind? Have you no manners at all!"
He hated these kinds of rude customers the most. He thought the young man was fair-skinned and clean-cut, and although he had a scar on his face, he was still quite good-looking. But he didn't expect him to light a cigarette as soon as he got on the bus.
Su Luo neither put out her cigarette nor angrily retorted.
Instead, he took out two bright red bills from his wallet and handed them over.
Can I smoke it?
The driver's eyes lit up, and he beamed with joy. His ability to change his expression was truly remarkable. He spoke politely.
"Yes, absolutely! You can draw any number you want!"
He took the money with a grin.
That two hundred yuan is his daily wage. This money is too easy to earn. Let him smoke it if he wants, just don't set the car on fire.
Su Luo put away her wallet, turned her head to look out the window, and exhaled a thick cloud of smoke.
Thinking about the driver's funny change of expression just now, I felt particularly happy.
He has been very careful with his money all these years. Even when he was making money through live streaming, he didn't dare to spend it recklessly. He was thinking about paying off his mortgage, raising his daughter, and finding ways to earn more money.
That two hundred yuan was the most satisfying thing he'd ever done in a long time.
Perhaps he really had nothing left; his daughter had been taken away by her own mother, and he couldn't keep his wife either.
He currently only has a little over three million in his bank account, a house with an outstanding mortgage, and a car.
How will he live his life from now on?
What else can we do besides looking for our daughter?
Do I still need to work hard to earn money?
I lack motivation. Why should I strive when I live alone?
Besides, he hasn't lived alone for a long time, from when he started dating Song Lingshan at the age of twenty until now, seven years have passed.
Before I knew it, I had arrived at the entrance of my own residential community.
Su Luo got out of the car and walked towards her apartment building.
This is the first time I've felt that the distance from the entrance to the building is so short; it feels like I only have to walk a few steps to get there.
I entered the building.
After climbing upstairs and standing at my own door for a while, I rang the doorbell.
Ozawa Nami had been sitting on the sofa in the living room waiting for Su Luo. When she heard the doorbell ring, she immediately rushed over and opened the door.
Seeing Su Luo ask in a low voice.
Are you hungry? I'll cook you some food.
Su Luo didn't respond. She walked past her to the coffee table, picked up the water glass on the table, tilted her head back, and drank half of it in one gulp.
Nami Ozawa closed the door and stood helplessly behind him.
Su Luo turned around, looked directly into her eyes, suppressed the familiar feeling of nausea, steeled her heart, and said decisively.
"Nami, let's break up."
Ozawa Nami's mind went blank for a moment, tears welled up in her beautiful peach blossom eyes, and she excitedly grabbed his hand, her voice trembling.
"Why? Didn't you say yesterday that you weren't blaming me anymore? Have you forgotten? We're married, even though we haven't registered our marriage. Yesterday, you were still calling me 'wife'."
"I can change. Just tell me what I did wrong, and I'll change. Please don't break up with me, okay?"
She couldn't accept that Su Luo was breaking up with her now. If he had said he wanted to break up with her yesterday when she confessed to Su Luo that she had lost Nini, she would have been mentally prepared.
Su Luo ruthlessly shook off her hand, took a step back, suppressed the pain in his heart, and said something that didn't reflect his true feelings.
“You said it yourself, that was yesterday, and you know how important Nini is to me.”
Nami Ozawa cried out of self-reproach, her voice choked with sobs.
"If I find her, will you still want me?"
Su Luo tilted her head back slightly to stop the tears from falling and adjusted her breathing.
He looked into Nami Ozawa's eyes again and asked seriously.
"If I say no, would you be so distraught as to commit suicide?"
Ozawa Nami was stunned. She never expected Su Luo to ask her that. Her eyes gradually lost their light, and she asked blankly.
"Probably."
Su Luo didn't even need to ask to know; she had long since become indifferent to life and death. If he abandoned her, she really wouldn't be able to think straight.
But if he continues to live with her, the two of them will only torment each other.
So what should he do? Watch her die, or leave her to go to hell with him?
So annoying, so annoying.
My head hurts so much.
Su Luo's pent-up anger flared up instantly.
"Do you really have to die without me? You're so pathetic. Do you even know how much pain I'm in? I can't breathe. Do you want me to die with you?"
Continue read on readnovelmtl.com