The police left, leaving me alone in the ward. I kept thinking about the two policemen's playful expressions. What did they mean? I heard from the doctor that I had to return to my original ward at night. I was a little reluctant, but there was nothing I could do. I got out of bed and wanted to get some fresh air.
In the corridor, I saw a few patients passing by me and realized that they were all looking at me with vigilance. When I passed by them, they all kept a safe distance from me as if they were avoiding the plague. Perhaps they already knew that I was mentally ill. They thought that I stopped in front of a mirror and looked at myself carefully. I looked no different from those patients in the mirror, even in the hospital gown.
This was the first time I was being stared at like this, and I immediately felt a chill down my spine. I've been staying in the hospital for ten years. Although my family would occasionally take me out to stay for a period of time, no one knew that I was mentally ill. At this moment, I felt helpless and wanted to find someone to rely on, or else I would fall.
Although I didn't want to care about the gazes of those people, the more I did so, the more I would pay attention to the gazes of everyone who passed by me. Those gazes were filled with disdain, fear, disdain, and pity. They were like shapeless swords that slashed at me, leaving me with no way to form a shield.
The steps I took became smaller and smaller, and I became more and more hesitant. In the end, I completely stopped in place and didn't dare to move. I didn't even have the courage to raise my head to look at those people. I was like a kitten that had just been weaned and was surrounded by hunting dogs. I could only tremble.
What was worse was that I had lost the courage to escape. I could only cover my face with my hands. However, I blocked one side of my face, and a sharp gaze shot over from the other side, making it difficult for me to respond.
I slowly squatted down and curled up my body. I endured it silently. I was clearly afraid but didn't dare to make a sound. Suddenly, a hand grabbed my arm and pulled me up from the ground. I was so frightened that I almost cried out. However, when I saw who it was, I was moved. That person was Ah Qiang.
Every time I was in danger, he was always the first to appear. It was the same now, as if I owed him too much. Ah Qiang didn't say anything else. He just gave me an encouraging smile and pulled me back to the ward. The moment the door of the ward was slammed shut, separating the outside world from my space, the huge invisible pressure that had been pressing on my heart instantly collapsed.
Leaning against the not-so-thick ward door, he looked at Ah Qiang and said gratefully,"You came just in time. If you were a little later, I would have gone into shock.”
"I see that you are not afraid of anything. Even that corpse did not do anything to you. Why did you suddenly become timid?”Qiang sat on the bed and crossed his legs.
"Didn't I never experience such a situation before? Who knew that those people would look at me so strangely, as if, as if???”I can't describe it.
"That's true. You haven't been through that kind of situation before, but your performance is too bad. This isn't the wheat I know.”Qiang shook his head and said.
"Then what should I do?"
"At the very least, you shouldn't be as timid as a mouse.”
I was shocked. Rats had undoubtedly become a taboo for me. At this time, Ah Qiang said,"I'll tell you a piece of news. Don't be afraid."”Ah Qiang leaned his entire body forward. In fact, we were not far away, and there was no one else in the room except us. However, he still lowered his voice and said,"Let me tell you, Liu Surong is missing!”
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