I can see hell in my left eye

Chapter 37 The old lady's unfulfilled wish
The next day, the sky was blue with clouds and a gentle breeze, and the weather was excellent.

At noon, the students all went back to the dormitory to take a nap. I went to the infirmary alone and found Teacher Wu.

He is very young, wearing a pair of black-rimmed glasses and dressed in a refined white dress.

He smiled warmly when he saw me.

"Are you classmate Ji?"

I nodded and he led me into his office.

He has an independent office with a small space and a very simple interior. In addition to a desk and a filing cabinet, there is a small table next to the window, with a chair on each side of the table, and an abstract oil painting hanging on the wall next to it. The painting is small and square.

He motioned for me to sit on the chair and turned to close the curtains.

He didn't close the curtain completely, but left a gap that wasn't too wide, through which sunlight shone in, leaving a thin beam of light on the ground.

I sat down and he sat down too.

He looked at me with a gentle expression, and talked with me about some very common topics at first. I guess he was afraid that I would be too nervous, so he purposely tried to ease the atmosphere.

He chatted with me for a while, and slowly changed the topic to my psychological problems, and also mentioned what happened in the classroom yesterday.

He asked me: "Have you slept well lately?"

I nodded and shook my head again.

He was not sure, and asked again: "Will there be insomnia?"

I don't know how to answer. To be precise, I am not insomnia, but afraid to sleep. However, I slept well yesterday afternoon and at night. Today, my complexion looks better than before. It is a day full of energy.

I tried my best to cooperate with him, but not long after, an old lady with a gray face appeared from nowhere. She circled around Dr. Wu, muttering, "I don't feel at ease if I don't tell him the password."

The old lady had no shadow, and she was not a human being at first glance.

I looked at her without a glance, and soon her eyes met mine. I quickly retracted my gaze and stared at Teacher Wu.

Teacher Wu smiled at me: "Don't be nervous, just treat it as a chat and relax."

I nodded, but the old lady approached me.

"Can you see me?" she asked me.

I didn't say a word, I pretended I didn't see it, and I pretended I didn't hear anything.

She raised her hand and waved it in front of my eyes, and asked eagerly: "Little friend, can you see me? You clearly looked at me just now, didn't you?"

"..."

"If you can see me, can you convey a few words to my grandson for me, I have something important to tell him."

I looked at Teacher Wu, and the old lady's chattering voice rang in my ears.

Teacher Wu said to me: "Have you suffered from insomnia recently?"

I shook my head.

He added: "Can you tell me in detail what happened in the classroom yesterday?"

Every word he said to me was in a very gentle questioning tone, but at the moment I was a little upset, because the old lady kept talking in my ear, and she was blowing on my neck, and the cold breath almost blew up the hairs all over my body.

I made up my mind to turn a blind eye to the old lady. I came here to receive psychological counseling. Only by completing the counseling as soon as possible can I continue to finish middle school here as a normal person.

"Maybe it's too much pressure recently." I said perfunctorily.

"What kind of pressure do you mean by pressure?"

"Let's study." I came casually.

He nodded, chatted with me about something that didn't sound like counseling at all, and let me go.

I walked out of the infirmary, and the old lady chased me out.

"Little friend, why don't you speak, you can see me, right?"

I buried my head and walked forward, but she stood in front of me. I bite the bullet and walked through her body, still turning a blind eye to her.

She followed me reluctantly, muttering all the way.

Back in the dormitory, she kept talking.

"I love this grandson the most. He has been clinging to me since he was a child. His parents have gone abroad since he was very young. I brought him up with one hand. I saved all the money my son and daughter-in-law sent back to me. It was for my grandson to give it to him when he got married. But I was an old bone and my health was getting worse, so I suddenly let go. I wanted to give him that money..."

I lay on the bed, closed my eyes and listened to her carefully.

In the end, I heard her sigh deeply, and when I opened my eyes again, she was no longer in the dormitory, maybe because I thought I couldn't see or hear her, lost, and just left.

I squinted, and the afternoon class went on as usual.

At noon the next day, I went to Teacher Wu's office on time. He was already waiting for me, but the old lady was not there.

Teacher Wu still had a gentle look on his face, and we were still sitting on the two chairs in his office chatting.

I can feel that he wants to open my mouth and learn more from me, but I can’t say it. Once I say it, I will be identified as a mental disorder immediately. What awaits me next is dropping out of school and a series of psychiatric treatments, and maybe I will be sent to a mental hospital. So I attribute everything to the pressure of study, but in fact, my grades are good, and I don’t feel any pressure in my studies.

The day's chat was over, and he sent me to the door.

There was no one else in the infirmary, and I suddenly remembered the sigh of the old lady, and wanted to help her.

"Go back, get some sleep, and have a good class in the afternoon."

Teacher Wu's voice was as gentle as ever. I nodded, and after walking two steps, I couldn't help turning my head. He was still looking at me, and waved at me when he saw me turning back.

"Mr. Wu, has someone in your family passed away recently?" I asked him around the corner.

He was slightly taken aback, then chuckled: "Yes."

I went back, stood in front of him, and asked him very seriously: "Do you believe that there are ghosts in this world?"

He acted very calmly, and instead of answering my question, he asked me, "Do you believe it?"

I also don't want to answer the question directly, but to state what I know so far: "Your parents went abroad when you were very young, and the grandma who raised you just died, right?"

After hearing my words, his face changed slightly, a little unbelievable.

I continued: "It may be hard for you to believe what I said, but your grandma saved a sum of money for you and wanted to give it to you when you got married, but her health was getting worse and worse, and she passed away before that day."

He was still stunned, but soon, there was a slight smile on the corner of his lips, and he said: "I don't know where you know this, but you are right."

"Your grandma told me."

There was a trace of panic in his eyes: "How is this possible, she has passed away."

"Mr. Wu, there are still many things in this world that cannot be explained by science. I will stop here today. I will come again at noon tomorrow."

Before he fully recovered, I hurried away.

Regardless of whether he will be judged as a psychological abnormality in the future, at least I feel comfortable after saying these words.

　In the past few days, there have been fewer and fewer girls, so I will update another chapter today, thank you girls for waiting for me, love you~
　　
　
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