My Little Mom Is The Richest Man

"I think the two of them you just said were fishing. I think it's very interesting. I suddenly felt that being a mentally ill person is not bad and living happily." Xiao Ming smiled happily and said with a row of teeth.

Suddenly, Xiao Ming stopped laughing, and began to say solemnly: "But why do I often forget things?"

Mu Qiu listened to Xiao Ming's answer, and then said very heavily: "Some people have amnesia when they get sick. Maybe you belong to this type."

After hearing Mu Qiu's words, Xiao Ming began to whisper: "I'm really afraid that one day they will catch me to the hospital."

"Do you know? The last time I went to the hospital for an examination, I saw a manic patient, and heard the doctor say that the patient was in the intensive care unit, and accidentally let him escape."

"And I saw the corset that that person was wearing." Xiao Ming's expression began to be sullen.

Mu Qiu also felt very sad for Xiao Ming, because after all, he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, which happened to be the time of youth, but he contracted this disease.

"I really don't want this." Xiao Ming began to say in a low mood.

"Do you know what it was like when you became ill, or did anyone tell you?" Mu Qiu asked.

"My mother didn't tell me that she was afraid of making me sad, but the last time I went to the hospital, I eavesdropped on the doctor's conversation with my mother and learned a little bit."

"They say I sometimes curl up in the dark corner of the wall. The most important thing is that I smile terribly and hideously." Xiao Ming said very disappointed.

"But the doctor said that this situation won't hurt anyone, so I won't be so sad." Xiao Ming added.

Seeing how Xiaoming is now, Mu Qiu said encouragingly: "You look good like this, and the situation is not terrible. I believe you will be better soon."

"Actually, I am now beginning to be afraid of going out, afraid of going to school, afraid of seeing classmates and friends." Xiao Ming continued to say with a grimace.

"Why? It's so nice outside, it's better than staying indoors." Mu Qiu tried to correct Xiao Ming's thoughts.

At this time, Xiao Ming began to be silent.

Then he pursed his lips and said, "Actually... There are some things I haven't told anyone, including my mother."

Mu Qiu thought that since he said there was something he didn't say, then he definitely planned to tell Mu Qiu.

"What can you tell me about it?" Mu Qiu asked tentatively.

"Actually... When I got sick, I..." Xiao Ming said haltingly.

When Xiao Ming started to speak and stopped, Mu Qiu saw him look around and said, "I saw that hideous person smiling."

"Aren't you yourself?" Mu Qiu asked strangely.

"It's not just me, there are actually other things." Xiao Ming said in a panic.

"What? Can you describe it roughly?" Mu Qiu asked curiously.

"When I was seven or eight years old, my friends and I were playing in the yard next door. Then we saw that a door was open, and then we went down curiously."

"It's a basement, and there is light in it, so it's not very scary, but I still feel scared."

"Later, we just kept walking like this. When we got to the bottom, we heard a noise from nowhere. Then there were a lot of people and pushed around. I was pushed and hit the pillar and fainted."

"After a while, I woke up and found that my friends had all run away, and only myself was there. Then I started to run around regardless of direction. I still didn't find the exit, and I was stupid."

"Where I stood still, and then didn't dare to move, shout, or even breathe." Xiao Ming looked at Mu Qiu in horror and said.

Looking at Xiao Ming in front of him like this, Mu Qiu couldn't help feeling a little distressed. It turned out that this child had encountered something like this when he was so young. ,, ..

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