Morbid Attachment

Be organized and have a clear mind.

He even planned to start his own company, and considered how to go in the future.

Li Feng was already working with Qi Boyan at that time, and one day, he told Li Feng that he had contacted Ji Wang.

When Li Feng finally realized something was wrong, Qi Boyan had been living with this illusion for several months.

He was stuck in it, unable to extricate himself.

Until he was admitted to the hospital, took medicine, and even had electrotherapy, Qi Boyan was obsessed with thinking that Ji Wang by his side was real, how could it be fake, this is his brother.

What finally woke him up was Dr. Fang's suggestion.

He told Li Feng that hallucinations like Qi Boyan's are rare. However, the situation of each patient is different. Only by letting the patient realize that it is an illusion can he gradually get better.

There is a good solution, which is to let him face the truth.

Speaking of this, Li Feng looked at Ji Wang: "Do you still remember that four years ago, you won the Best Newcomer Award for Director Chen's film?"

At that time, Qi Boyan was in the audience, and that was his real reunion with Ji Wang.

On the dazzling stage, the radiance of the sky seemed to fall on Ji Wang, he smiled and kissed the golden trophy in his hand.

Li Feng was by Qi Boyan's side, watching Qi Boyan staring at the stage almost obsessively.

He told Li Feng that his elder brother's appearance had changed a lot.

"It has become... not like the people around me."

Qi Boyan's hand was always half-raised, as if holding someone invisibly.

And at that moment, Qi Boyan found his "truth".

So he let go of "Ji Wang"'s hand beside him, raised his hand and gently hooked Ji Wang's silhouette on the stage, which was far away from him.

"It's still pretty, like it's glowing."

Li Feng whispered these things that Ji Wang might not know.

In fact, I didn't want to defend Qi Boyan, but I just thought that maybe Ji Wang would want to know these things.

"Speaking of which, the first time I found out that something was wrong with Lord Qi, he was the one who gave me your phone number."

"Fortunately, your phone number is already empty, otherwise I wouldn't be able to find out what's wrong with him so quickly."

Li Feng tried to use a relaxed tone, although what he said was not easy.

Hearing this, Ji Wang suddenly remembered Qi Boyan's first appearance at his place, and asked him, did you change your phone number? I called your old number for several days.

Therefore, Qi Boyan should have discovered that it was an empty number after he was cured.

Why do you ask this question, is it because it has never been better?

Ji Wang nervously told Li Feng about this: "Could he have relapsed since then?"

Hearing this, Li Feng shook his head with a wry smile: "That's not the case...Actually, Lord Qi never called that number four years ago."

"Among all his hallucinations, you took the initiative to call."

"The doctor said that maybe he already knew subconsciously at that time that your call would not be connected again."

"If he tells you that you can't get through on the phone, it actually means that he was well at that time, and he can clearly distinguish reality from illusion."

And now, it is really difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

It was already the next day when Ji Wang was allowed to enter Qi Boyan's ward.

Qi Boyan just finished the mect without convulsions and electric shock, and lay unconscious on the bed. Because of the effect of the medicine, his thinking was very slow, and it was very difficult to speak.

But today he is more decent than yesterday.

Not like a madman who needs to be tied up to keep from going mad.

Mentally ill patients.

But now, it doesn't seem to be getting any better.

These thoughts were slowly turning in Qi Boyan's head. He opened his eyes and saw that Ji Wang, who had been haggard all night, was sitting in front of the bed, holding his hand and putting a ring on him.

Ji Wang's fingertips left the ring and came to the tattoo that covered the scar. Such a wound was cut with a sharp knife.

Under the raised scar, there was a slow pulse, throbbing under Ji Wang's fingers.

He felt that the pulse seemed to speed up, so he raised his eyes and met Qi Boyan's gaze.

Qi Boyan blinked tiredly, unable to speak, and could only hook his fingers twice in his palm, like a mischievous response, or a weak confession.

Ji Wang didn't let go of his hand, knowing that he couldn't speak, so he said it himself.

Ji Wang: "Yesterday I didn't deliberately not answer your call. I went to City B to audition. It was the script you had read. Chen Baihe, I got the role."

"You can't make phone calls on the plane. You should leave me a message on WeChat. Remember next time, don't call again if you have something important."

"Look at you, I'll be away for a while, and you'll make yourself like this. What will happen next time you're on the road? I've thought about how to secretly kiss you behind everyone's back in a variety show."

Qi Boyan moved his lips when he heard what Ji Wang said, as if he wanted to laugh, but failed.

Ji Wang didn't cry, his tone was calm and his emotions were calm: "The doctor said you have to be hospitalized, get well soon."

Qi Boyan seemed a little anxious, his fingers gently hooked Ji Wang's fingertips, trying very hard to speak.

Ji Wang leaned over and kissed Qi Boyan's forehead: "Stop cheating on the me you imagined, the real me is here, right in front of you. You can touch it, feel it

, I won’t coax you like before and say so many nice words. "