I Learn To Kill Gods In A Mental Hospital

Hot August.

Didi-didi-!

The ear-piercing chirping of cicadas was mixed with the sound of whistles one after another, echoing on the busy street. The scorching sun scorched the taupe asphalt road, and the heat surged, making the whole street seem to be distorted.

Under the shade of a few trees on the side of the road, several young people are clustered together, waiting for the traffic lights with cigarettes in their mouths.

Suddenly, a young man who was puffing away seemed to have discovered something, he let out a light sigh, and his gaze fell somewhere on the corner of the street.

"Arnold, what are you looking at?" the companion beside him asked.

The young man named Arnold stared blankly at the corner of the street, before speaking for a while, "You said... how do blind people cross the street?"

The companion was taken aback, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly said: "Generally speaking, blind people are taken care of when they go out, or guided by guide dogs. If they are in a modern city, there are also traffic lights on the side of the road. If it is not possible , maybe relying on the sound and the guide stick to move over a little bit?"

Arnold shook his head, "Then what if there is no one to look after it, no guide dog, no voice broadcast, and even the guide stick is used to carry peanut oil?"

"...Do you think you are very humorous?"

The companion rolled his eyes, followed Arnold's gaze, and stayed in place for the next moment.

At the opposite corner of the road, a young man in black short-sleeved clothes was standing there, with several thick circles of black satin wrapped around his eyes, which tightly blocked all the light.

He is holding a cheap shopping bag full of vegetables in his left hand, and his right hand is holding a guide stick on his shoulder, as if he is carrying a pole. At the end of the guide stick, a large bucket of yellow peanut oil is shining in the sun !

Black satin entangles eyes, blind stick on shoulder, vegetables in left hand, anti-oil in right hand...

This unbelievable picture immediately attracted the attention of a large group of people around.

"Hey, look, that man is so weird."

"Can you see the road with so many cloths on your eyes?"

"Didn't you see the guide stick in his hand? He is already blind, right?"

"What age is this? Blind people basically wear sunglasses. Who still wraps their eyes with cloth and satin in hot weather, isn't it afraid of covering them?"

"That's right, and have you ever seen a blind person who doesn't use a guide stick to walk, but uses it to carry things?"

"Young people nowadays really know how to play."

"..."

Even the chirping of cicadas in summer couldn't hide the whispers of passers-by around. They looked at the boy curiously, discussed in low voice whether he was really blind or fake blind, and at the same time looked at the flashing red light expectantly.

At this moment, a crisp voice sounded from the boy's side.

"Big brother, shall I help you cross the road?"

It was a little girl in a school uniform, about twelve or thirteen years old, with a few drops of sweat on her cheeks, and a pair of big black eyes staring at the boy worriedly, pure and simple.

The boy was slightly taken aback, and turned his head to look in the direction of the little girl, with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Um."

He hung the bag of vegetables on his right hand, wiped his sweat on the corner of his clothes with his left hand, and gently held the little girl's palm.

Pat--!

The green light is on.

The boy took a step forward and walked towards the opposite side of the road with the little girl.

The little girl was very nervous, looking left and right to pay attention to the vehicles on both sides, her steps were cautious and timid.

As for that boy...he walked very steadily.

In the eyes of everyone, this scene does not look like a kind girl leading a blind man across the road, but rather a big brother leading a child across the road.

The road was not wide, but in less than ten seconds, the two reached the other side of the road. The boy thanked the little girl and walked towards the remote alleyway without looking back.

"He's not blind." Seeing this scene, Arnold said firmly, "He must be able to see."

A young man behind Arnold put his chin in one hand, thoughtful, then seemed to think of something, and suddenly realized:

"I see, he is cosplaying the blind monk!"

Snapped--!

A big slap was slapped on the back of his head, and Arnold cursed and said, "Trash, you know how to play games every day, who the hell is doing cosplaying blind monks on the main road? Don't kill me?"

After a pause of two seconds, Arnold added in a low voice: "Besides... the blind monk's eye-covering cloth is red, and this cosplay doesn't look like it."

"Arnold, you're still calling me..."

"To shut up."

"Oh."

While the two were arguing, the young man who had been silent at the side watched the young man's leaving back, frowning slightly.

"What's wrong?" Arnold caught his gaze.

"I know him."

"Know him?"

"That's right." The young man nodded, "When my cousin was still in elementary school, I heard that a student in their school had an accident and had eye problems, so he could only use black satin to wrap his eyes. Mental problems..."

"Mental problems?" Arnold was taken aback for a moment, carefully recalling the situation just now, "I don't think there is any problem."

"That was all ten years ago. Maybe he has recovered. But at that time, things seemed to be quite serious. The student dropped out of school within a few days. It is said that he was transferred to a special school for the blind."

At this moment, another person interjected excitedly: "By the way, what kind of accident is that? It can make people blind and have mental problems. It can't be evil, right?"

"I don't know." He paused, "But... I heard it's something more outrageous than that."

"A wretch." Arnold sighed. "What's his name?"

"It seems to be called, Lin... Lin... Lin Qiye?"

...

In the sunset, Lin Qiye pushed open the door.

Almost instantly, the aroma of vegetables from the house entered his nostrils. He sniffed, swallowed, and walked into the house with his things.

Squeak——!

The shrill sound from the old door masked the sound of cooking from the kitchen. A middle-aged woman pushed open the kitchen door and saw Lin Qiye who was carrying a large bag. forward.

"Xiao Qi, why did you bring so many things back at once?" The woman rubbed her hands on the apron, and hurriedly helped Lin Qiye take the things, chattering.

"Such a big barrel of peanut oil? You kid, are you misusing government subsidies again?"

"Auntie, the government subsidy for the disabled is for living, and I use it to buy oil to make the best use of everything." Lin Qiye laughed.

"Nonsense, this money is reserved for you to go to college, how can it be used indiscriminately, let me tell you, the money my aunt earns from part-time work is actually enough to support the three of us, so don't spend it on your own."

My aunt gently wiped the oil barrel carefully with her hand, her expression was a little heartbroken, and she muttered softly: "Such a big barrel of oil, it's still a brand... it will cost a lot of money, right?"

Before Lin Qiye could say anything, my aunt suddenly reacted.

"No... so many things, how did you bring them back?"

"Oh, I met a few kind-hearted people on the road and brought them back for me." Lin Qiye said calmly.

"Okay, okay, it seems that there are still a lot of good people in society... Have you thanked them properly?"

"Thank you." Lin Qiye changed the subject, "Auntie, where is Ah Jin?"

"He's doing his homework on the balcony... By the way, the doctor from the psychiatric hospital has come for a routine review this year and is resting in the room. You go and show it to the doctor. My aunt will cook first and call you guys. "

Lin Qiye's steps paused slightly, and he turned around and walked towards the bedroom with a groan.

...

"Hello, I'm a doctor at the Sunshine Mental Hospital, and my surname is Li."

Seeing Lin Qiye push the door open, the young man sitting on the small bench in the bedroom stood up and spoke softly. He wore a pair of big black-rimmed glasses on his face, looking refined.

Lin Qiye raised his eyebrows in surprise, "Didn't Doctor Han come here before?"

"Dr. Han was promoted to vice president last year." Dr. Li smiled, with a little envy in his eyes.

Lin Qiye nodded slightly, oh.

That's right, Dr. Han is quite old and has excellent medical skills. He was not surprised to be promoted to the vice president. It is only natural for him to be replaced by a young doctor to review him regularly.

Seeing Lin Qiye sitting down, Dr. Li cleared his throat and took out a stack of case files from his bag.

"I'm sorry, because I'm new here too, and I don't know much about your situation. Let me get to know you briefly first." Dr. Li said apologetically.

Lin Qiye nodded.

"The name is... Lin Qiye?"

"right."

"Seventeen years old this year."

"right."

"Hmm... According to the medical record, you were blind ten years ago and were sent to our hospital because of some problems?"

"right."

Dr. Li pondered for a while, "Did you change your name?"

"...No, why do you ask that?" Lin Qiye was taken aback.

Dr. Li scratched his head in embarrassment, "Ahem... It seems that I am thinking too much."

He stretched out his hand, pointed to the age on the medical record, and then pointed to the three words ten years ago, "Look, you lost your sight ten years ago, when you were seven years old, and your name happened to be Lin Qiye, so I thought you changed your name after you lost your sight..."

Lin Qiye was silent for a long time, then shook his head and said, "No... I never changed my name. Before I was born, my parents gave me the name Lin Qiye."

"That's really... ahem" Dr. Li realized that it was impolite in the middle of speaking, and closed his mouth in time.

"It's a coincidence." Lin Qiye said lightly, "It's really a coincidence."

Dr. Li was a little embarrassed, but he quickly changed the subject, "Well... it seems that the case did not describe in detail the accident that caused you to be blind and mentally disturbed. If it is convenient, can you tell me about it?"

Before Lin Qiye could speak, Dr. Li quickly added: "It's not intentional to offend. The more you know about patients, the better you can treat them. Of course, if you don't want to say it, I won't force it."

Lin Qiye sat there quietly, under the black ribbon, those eyes seemed to be watching Dr. Li.

After a while, he slowly opened his mouth:

"There is nothing you can't say... It's just that you may not believe it, and you may even take me back to the mental hospital."

"No, no, don't think of our relationship as the relationship between a doctor and a patient. It's just a normal chat between friends, and it won't get to that point." Dr. Li said half-jokingly, "Even if you tell me that you were I will also believe that the Taishang Laojun has pulled it into the alchemy furnace."

Lin Qiye was silent for a moment, then nodded slightly.

"As a child, I loved astronomy."

"Well, what then?"

"That night, I lay on the eaves of my old house and watched the moon."

"What did you see? Moon Rabbit?" Dr. Li laughed.

Lin Qiye shook his head, his next words directly made Doctor Li's smile stiffen on his face.

"No, I saw an angel." Lin Qiye said seriously, gesturing with his hands in front of him.

"A Seraph with six white wings shrouded in golden light."

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