If I don't have money to go to college, I can only go to slay the dragon

Chapter 502 Treatment
Ryoichi stood in front of the rental house.

He holds a convenience store pocket in his hand, which contains all kinds of snacks, from salmon rice balls to bocca’s white balloon pudding, all of which are the most popular among high school girls during this time period. Every day he goes to the convenience store When shopping in the store, you can see three or two JK girls chirping in front of the shelves, like birds picking grass seeds on the lawn, eye-catching but not annoying.

He stood in front of the door for a long time before he slowly realized where he was. He glanced at the pocket in his hand and at the familiar rental house in front of him. He took out the key from his pocket and inserted it into the door lock but did not turn it open. .

He let go of his hand, let the bunch of keys be inserted in the door lock, and stood quietly in front of the door for a while. There was light shining through the crack of the door, and there was a black shadow in the light. There was someone waiting behind the door. His, but he just silently put the plastic bag in his hand at the door, turned and left the door with the number 204 on it.

The lighter couldn't light a cigarette anyway. He leaned against the guardrail of the corridor and looked at Tokyo at night, mechanically pressing the button of the lighter in his hand, listening to the rattling sound of the motor in the plastic shell, the expression on his face was hidden It is hard to see in the shadow of the building.

In the dark, someone lit the fire for him. He turned his head to see that the girl handed over the lit match in the firelight. He stared at the girl's face for a long time in a daze, before leaning over to light the cigarette before the match burned out. Take a breath of cold night air and don’t spit it out of the guardrail. The entire night city of Tokyo, which is confused by light and shadow, melts like ice cubes in the white smoke. When the night wind blows, the ice cubes melt together with the white smoke Only the still dazzling fire in the cup remained.

"Are you surprised?" the girl asked.

"Yeah." Liang put a cigarette in his hand and put it on the edge of the guardrail, turned his head to look at the girl's face again, but the match had already been extinguished, and both of them stood in the dark, each other's faces were blurred, "I used to When I had this dream, every time I wanted to open the door to find you, but it ended up being the same nightmare."

"What kind of nightmare, Brother Liangyi, come and hear it?"

"Opened the door and saw a mask of a minister, and then you died."

"Will you be sad when you wake up?"

"will not."

"why."

"That's because I know that this is not a dream, and all of this has actually happened in reality." Ryoichi chuckled and said in a low voice.

"So you're going to keep having this dream until you die?"

"Probably." Liang nodded.

The two of them stopped talking in the dark, and their mood was as dull as a small airtight room, which made people want to take a big gulp of fresh air. Maybe his current expression is like the face of a drowned person emerging from the water, but in the dark No one can see anyone's face in it, so maybe it doesn't matter if it's ugly.

"It's just a dream," he said softly.

The door that couldn't be opened, the lighter that couldn't be lit, and the girl's face that couldn't really be seen, every detail revealed the fact that this was an unwelcome dream.

He didn't know how many times he had this dream, wanted to change, wanted to be perfect, but the nightmare was there, no matter how hard he tried, the ending had already been written, not to mention that in reality, the nightmare had already become a reality.

"Yeah, it's just a dream." The girl beside him said softly,
"After waking up from the dream, you won't be able to find me."

Hearing the girl's words, Ryoichi's emotions came to the brink of collapse for no reason. He looked at the hazy Tokyo in the white smoke with a sullen face in the dark, and felt that something in his chest could not stop cracking, and then secreted sour liquid. Immersed and permeated from blood vessels, skin and flesh—that is sadness, and sometimes he can't stop this painful emotion only in dreams.

He can silently offer flowers before the grave, but in his dream he will cry like an angry child.

After a long time, the girl said, "Jing Chuan Wu is a pretty good kid. Compared to me, she is the real victim of this society. If you weren't there, there would be no gangsters or mixed races in her life, let alone Dragons, super powers and other messy things, she will only be accompanied by endless domestic violence, and there is no special thing that can save her from the gray-black water."

"Yeah." Ryoichi replied in a low voice.

"Go and see her when you miss me, it's better than having nightmares every day." The girl said with a smile.

"Yeah." Ryoichi replied in a low voice.

In the end, the two stopped talking, and the smoke outside the guardrail burned to the end, and the ash hung low and trembled slightly in the wind.

"Chihiro, I miss you very much." The boy said.

"I miss you too." The girl looked at the illuminated city under the night sky, "until the moon comes back to you."

The soot outside the guardrail fell, fell into the darkness, and kept falling.

The white-gray dust is like the petals of silver powder falling into the deepest gurgling water and being carried further away, going forward, going forward, never looking back.

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The light of the golden pupils gradually receded, and the woman in a lady's formal attire closed her eyes, and when she opened them again, her pupils had returned to a dull brown color.

She gently withdrew her hand on the patient's forehead, picked up the thick folder on the chair beside her, stood up from the bed, turned her head and walked towards the door of the ward, and paused when she reached out to hold the doorknob After a moment, he looked back at the man with the oxygen tube and infusion needle on the bed, opened the door and walked out after a silent sigh.

Outside the door is the corridor of the hospital. There is no traffic in the white corridor. The incandescent lamp illuminates the floor and everything is clean and deserted. A boy is sitting on a chair against the wall and waiting quietly until a woman opens the door and walks out. , the line of sight slowly moved to her body.

The woman walked up to the boy and bowed lightly, and the subordinate reported respectfully to the superior, "The treatment has been completed, and everything I can do has been done to the best."

"Thanks for your hard work, Dr. Muramatsu, please sit down and have a rest." Lin Nian said.

"It's not hard work. It's an honor for the subordinates to complete the orders of the superiors." Tomoko Muramatsu sat on the chair next to the boy, with his legs slightly tilted, and he put the thick folder on it and opened it. Inside was the ward The patient's life, "The treatment was completed very well, maybe because the injury was too serious, the patient didn't resist, maybe after waking up he just thought he had a dream?"

"I don't expect this to solve everything, people like him know what is true and what is not. But even if it is false, people sometimes need something to talk about, so as long as the doctor puts his heart into it , I am very grateful to you." Lin Nian said.

"Where?" Tomoko Muramatsu shook his head sincerely, "Psychological treatment for patients is the responsibility of our psychological department. Don't say thank you, but we have something wrong. The commissioner of the executive bureau conducts regular psychological treatment every year. Evaluation, now it seems that we have missed such a patient with huge psychological problems is the fault that should be held accountable."

"Although I am not in the system of your own executive bureau, from my point of view, it is estimated that every time you summon a psychological evaluation in your bureau, he will use various excuses to avoid it." Lin Nian said, "I will ask your bureau chief to ask After some of his things in recent years, he has no intention of calming down in that situation."

"He has been under a lot of psychological pressure for a long time recently." Tomoko Muramatsu said, looking back at the closed ward door.

"After I left last time, he chose to join the executive board. In less than a year, he completed 24 tasks independently and [-] tasks in collaboration. There is no rest day. For him, every day is a knife edge. In life, what sustains him is obsession, obsession that cannot be persuaded, and hatred for an organization like a madman." Lin Nian said, "I once thought that he would be depressed and quit the underworld, but I didn't expect it to be This result may have stimulated him, but I don't know the specific reason."

"The organization you are talking about refers to the group of ghosts?" Tomoko Muramatsu suddenly lowered her voice and asked.

"Does Dr. Muramatsu know?" Lin Nian was a little surprised.

"Some commissioners with severe psychological trauma often mention the name of this organization, and in the process of 'hypnosis', I can also see the memories of some patients." Tomoko Muramatsu said softly, "In the consciousness of many patients, The term ghosts has been associated with all kinds of horrors. Most people need 'hypnosis' to alleviate their fear and avoidance, and regain the courage to fight. It is better for us to guide and deal with it. My friends are not the same. He has more impressions of hatred and anger for the ghosts. There may be fear, but it has been suppressed to the deepest place and cannot be found. Patients like this are generally difficult to treat. , my seniors have come into contact with a few, and their endings are all the same."

"Have you burned yourself up like self-immolation?" Lin Nian said, "Actually, if I hadn't been there this time, his ending would have been the same. That's why I found a doctor to find a way to help deal with it."

"I have done the best I can. Whether I can really get out of it depends on the patient." Tomoko Muramatsu nodded and said, "If you want to get out of a past, it is better to find a new story. An exhortation to your friend or a doctor's order."

"I'll tell you in an appropriate way." Lin Nian nodded.

Before he was about to leave, Tomoko Muramatsu looked down at the file folder again, hesitated for a while before making a decision, and said, "If possible... let him go back to the place where he lived before."

Lin Nian looked at her, she sighed softly and said, "Although escaping is shameful, it is useful, but you can't keep escaping forever in your life, after all, the farther you escape, the more difficult it is to turn back."

"I see." Lin Nian nodded.

After Tomoko Muramatsu left, he sat there for a while, glanced at the folder left by the doctor on the chair beside him, and found a page of a girl's file on it, he closed the folder gently, got up and went to The door of the ward.The man on the hospital bed behind the door woke up. He may be crying because of the previous dream, or he may be making up his mind about the future. No matter what, he needs someone to accompany him. It can’t be a relative, it must be a friend. .

He is happy to be a man's friend, to chat with him, to talk about past sufferings, present difficulties, and future expectations.

(End of this chapter)