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Chapter 23 February [-]th
Today is the Lantern Festival, the final day of Chinese New Year reunion celebrations.

I don't know why I came to the psychological clinic again. To be honest, I hate this place. I don't want to see Dr. Mo again, except when he is on trial.But I am here, and I understand that it is because of ROSE.Suddenly there was some inexplicable sourness in my heart, and Huang Yun's shadow appeared again. Whenever I thought of Rose, Huang Yun's face would emerge at the same time.After all, I once decided to be Huang Yun's nominal husband, even though I was just a substitute.

I rang the doorbell, but no one opened the door. I pushed the door and was pushed open. It turned out that the door was ajar. ROSE's desk is still there, but the person is gone. It's empty, which makes people a little scared.I walked up the stairs and opened the door of the room on the second floor.I saw ROSE sorting out many things with his head down, but I didn't see Dr. Mo.

"Hi, why is it you." She quickly sensed my presence and turned around to say hello to me.

"It's nothing, I just want to see Dr. Mo, isn't he here?" I lied, I wouldn't come to see Dr. Mo, I just came to see her.

But she sighed, walked up to me and said: "This morning, some policemen came and took Dr. Mo away. They showed their arrest warrants and charged them with fraud and rape, as well as operating without a license and practicing medicine illegally."

"That's right. You know, he told me last time that he told me in this room...to his female patient..." I almost said those dirty words, but I saw ROSE's clear eyes, I can't say anything.

"I don't know. Dr. Mo left with them without saying anything."

"Then what are you doing now?"

"Clean up some things, contact the patients so that they don't come again, and the public security bureau will seal up this place soon." She said while holding up a lot of documents.I immediately went up to help her pick it up.

"ROSE, listen to me, don't do anything else, since this place is going to be seized, you should go quickly, these documents are deceptive things." I opened a few pages, most of them were It was blank, and some of them were nonsense that recorded the patient's self-report.Flipping through the pages, I saw the calendar on Dr. Mo's desk. In today's memo column, there were a few words written in pen - she is in the underground palace.

It's "she's in the palace" again!Over the past few days, these five words have almost caused my spirit to collapse. I had a reflexive fear of these words, and immediately closed my eyes, just like the most tense moment when watching horror movies in the past. Most people have a conflicting feeling of wanting to see clearly but also wanting to close their eyes.

But I still opened my eyes. These words were written very sloppily, as if in a hurry, the last few strokes have been deformed, and there is a large piece of blue next to the bottom point of the last word "Gong". Ink blots, maybe he was pushing too hard at the end.

"I'm sorry, Rose, come and see, is this Dr. Mo's handwriting?" I want to confirm.

She looked at it: "Yes, it was written by him. 'She is in the underground palace'? What do you mean?"

"ROSE, don't you know?"

"I can't understand these five words."

"Never seen it before?"

"Yes. What's wrong?"

I took a long breath, and let go of my hanging heart: "There's nothing wrong, it's good, it's good."

She continued to organize those boring files.I suddenly pressed my hand on the things she wanted to take, and boldly said: "ROSE, don't worry about these things, you have to think about the future."

She smiled at me: "I think I'll find a new job."

"Get out of here now."

She hesitated for a while, then finally nodded and went downstairs with me.She took a last look around, touched her desk and phone, and said softly: "Actually, I quite like this place."

"If there is no Dr. Mo, this is indeed a quiet and good place. Even I want to work here."

"Forget it, one cannot live in silence forever," she said to herself.

"Yes."

Open the door, but it is raining outside, a Lantern Festival in the rain.She found an umbrella and said to me, "Let's go together."

We huddled under the same umbrella and left the clinic.I looked back at the small building, perhaps for the last time.

The Lantern Festival in the rain is indeed very special, less lively and more Chinese-style romance, I was thinking wildly, because we were under the same umbrella with Rose, our heads were almost touching, I have never felt this way , I was a little nervous and at a loss.It was almost 6 o'clock, the sky was dark, in the wind and rain, I said to her: "It's too late now, where do you want to go?"

"Go ahead." She replied lightly.

I took her into a small restaurant I like and ordered some local dishes.This is the first time I invite a girl to dinner, but I don't understand anything, I just gobble it up, she eats very little, and only eats vegetarian food.When I finished eating, she only moved the chopsticks a few times.

"Why do you eat so little? Don't be sick."

"Because—because I'm losing weight." She smiled softly, and I laughed too.

Walking out of the restaurant, the rain is still floating in the sky, and the colorful lights of the city at night make these rain ribbons colorful and flying in colorful ways.

"I'll take you home." I summoned up my courage again.

She nodded and led me across a small road, not far from the Conservatory of Music. In a garden in the middle of the street, I saw the famous statue of Pushkin standing alone in the rain. Rose also noticed it, and said to me: "I see him every day, you know, he is very lonely, standing alone in the middle of the road, turning into a pile of lifeless stones, in fact, stones are also alive, Everything is alive. Statues can also think, and he has the same feelings and thinking as people. From this perspective, he is alive and he will never die. Because-life can last forever. "

"I didn't expect you to be so imaginative." I was indeed a little surprised.

"Just think about it, let's go quickly, don't disturb him, maybe he is writing poetry in the rain." She said with a smile, her laughter wafting in the rain.

We crossed two more cross-roads and turned into an alley.This place is different from Shikumen or the new-style lanes, but a different one, with French-style small buildings on both sides, and a small garden in front of each building.I followed her into a small building. In the past, these small buildings should be single-family houses, but now they are divided into "72 tenants".The room she rented is located on the third floor. There are two bedrooms in total. Although they are not very big, the total area is only more than 20 square meters, but there is a separate bathroom and a small balcony.

ROSE's room was very tidy and spotless, in stark contrast to my house.The furnishings of the room are very simple, with a white tone, a glass table, and a computer.

"What would you like to drink?" she asked courteously.

"No, I'm leaving right away. Do you surf the Internet?" I asked her facing the computer.

"Yes, I studied computers in college."

"Oh." I nodded, then stood up and said to her, "ROSE, forget about Dr. Mo. Don't see him again, he's finished, at least get a reprieve. You should find a good job, such as computer company."

"Thank you."

"I am leaving, bye."

After walking out of her door, after a few steps, she chased after me again, put the umbrella in my hand, and said: "The rain is getting heavier and heavier, so take the umbrella and go. Don't get wet."

I walked into the rain screen with an umbrella, and I always felt that the plot of giving an umbrella was so familiar, and it was too old-fashioned.I laughed to myself.

The rainy night is boundless.

(End of this chapter)