Hospital No. 444.

Chapter 230 You...don't come here!

With the help of the nurse, Dai Ming and Pan Yizhen returned to the intersection.

At this moment, the hearts of both of them were extremely heavy.

Everything just now was like an unreal dream.

The only real thing is the CT examination receipt in hand.

Dai Ming looked at the distraught Pan Yizhen, and could see that she was quite anxious now.

"Miss Pan," Dai Ming worried about letting Pan Yizhen go back alone, "I'll take you back to the hotel."

"I don't want to just go back to the hotel." Pan Yizhen suddenly looked at Dai Ming, and said, "That female ghost...she's probably not a fictional existence in some painting! Do you understand what I mean?"

"Huh? You, what do you want to say? Miss Pan?"

"You come with me."

Then...Pan Yizhen took Dai Ming into a nearby Internet cafe.

Taking out the drawings from the bag, Pan Yizhen opened a forum.

This is a forum called Senran Yehua, and you can tell what kind of posts are posted in it just from the name.

Pan Yizhen pointed to this forum and said, "I've reached level six in this forum. I'm going to publish our paintings in this forum!"

"what?"

Only then did Dai Ming understand Pan Yizhen's intentions.

"If this female ghost really exists...if there are other people who can only draw this female ghost like us, then maybe someone will see the post!"

"That makes sense...I'll help edit the post too."

……

Later, Pan Yizhen and Dai Ming used their own trumpets to "repost" their posts on other forums, hoping to expand the influence of the posts, and only prayed not to be 404ed.

After finishing their work, the two walked out of the Internet cafe, and the sky gradually darkened.Winter nights come really fast.

Under the night, Dai Ming and Pan Yizhen both felt a strong sense of powerlessness.

"Shall I... see you off, Miss Pan?"

Pan Yizhen looked at Dai Ming beside her and said, "I've thought about it a lot. If I die..."

"Don't say that! Let's just draw a picture, how could someone die!" Dai Ming still hoped to comfort Pan Yizhen: "Don't scare yourself first!"

"Life is a lot of things can not be satisfactory."

Pan Yizhen raised her head and looked at the boundless dark sky.

"When I was young, my parents took me to the playground for a whole day, and then took me to a children's restaurant, and said to me solemnly, Yizhen, my parents will not live together like they do now , but apart from this, nothing has changed. Yizhen, do you want to live with your father or your mother?"

Although Dai Ming has never had such an experience, just hearing Pan Yizhen say such words in such a calm tone made him feel a little distressed.

"Isn't it weird? Why, why did my parents ask me such a question and make me make such a cruel choice? I never saw them fight, let alone domestic violence. And, no one cheated, There is no such thing as mistress, catching rape, and other goofy dramas. Two people, no love, no feelings, and then I have to choose to live with only one of them, after they play with me all day..."

When Pan Yizhen said this, she burst into tears unknowingly.

Dai Ming was a little embarrassed at once, but he searched all over his body, but he didn't find a pack of tissues.Pedestrians passing by on the road cast their gazes from time to time, probably making Dai Ming a scumbag automatically.

"Look..." Pan Yizhen spread her hands and said to Dai Ming: "Life is like this, it is so cruel. I was...crying and grabbing their clothes, begging them not to divorce, I don't want this Words that I only saw in TV dramas happened to me. I cried so hard and begged them...To this day, I still can’t understand why they had to get divorced.”

"This kind of thing... Maybe only the person involved knows it..."

"That day, they bought me a lot of ice cream, a lot...very sweet. Then...from that day, until now, I have never eaten ice cream again. Not once."

Dai Ming thought of that sentence: happy people use their childhood to heal their lives, and unfortunate people use their lives to heal their childhood.

"I may not get married in the future. I don't want to marry hastily and have children. One day when I stop loving, I will say to my children: Son, you have to choose between me and your father..."

"Both my parents have remarried and both have a second child, so...if I die...if..."

"That's not the case!" Dai Ming shook his head desperately: "Even if your parents are divorced, they still love you! My parents used to worry about me! They have been worried about whether my painting like this is serious or not. My mental health problems, so I have been taking me to see a doctor. My mother hugged me and said...she doesn't care if I can become a great painter, she would rather have me who is physically and mentally healthy..."

Pan Yizhen was silent.

"You should have a very happy family."

"I... I didn't mean that..." Dai Ming realized that he might have said something wrong, and was at a loss for a while.

Pan Yizhen looked at the CT appointment receipt in front of her.

"Hey, Dai Ming."

"Huh?" Dai Ming didn't realize that the other party called his full name for a while.

"I want to see my dad. I haven't seen him for many years. If I really will... I want to see him again. He lives in W City... A year after he divorced my mother, he I came to W City with a few friends to start a business, and after that, I took root here and never came back.”

Dai Ming vaguely speculated that perhaps the real reason for the divorce of Pan Yizhen's parents was the disagreement in the three views.

"You want to see him, but you haven't dared to see him?"

"I don't know..." Pan Yizhen was obviously confused, "Anyway, it's not today. Let's talk about it after the report comes out. Maybe it's a doctor's misdiagnosis, maybe nothing happened."

After Dai Ming sent Pan Yizhen to the door of the hotel, she looked back at Dai Ming.

"Then, see you tomorrow."

"See you tomorrow."

……

On the way home, Dai Ming's mind was full of Xie Chengjun's serious face, and Pan Yizhen's crying face.

Dai Ming picked up his phone, and couldn't help but start searching for "what to do if you are cursed by a resentful spirit"...

What about sprinkling salt, believing in Buddhism, finding ways to save lives... Dai Ming looked at it, and really didn't think there was any good way.

"Pan Yizhen..."

Dai Ming muttered the name silently again.

"I hope we can all survive well..."

At this point, he was sitting on the subway home.

There are about three subways from home.

His house is at the terminal station of the subway, so there are not many people on the subway at this time.

He felt a little sleepy.

It stands to reason that there are still three stops, and he will arrive after he bears it, but his eyelids are getting heavier and heavier, and he fights repeatedly.

Forget it, just go to sleep.Anyway, when he arrived at the terminal, the station staff would naturally wake him up.

Afterwards, Dai Ming fell into a deep sleep.

I don't know how long I slept, but when I woke up, Dai Ming found that he was the only one in this carriage.

The subway announces that the station is about to arrive.

Dai Ming picked up the phone and just unlocked it...

A picture unfolded in front of him.

This is a drawing software in the mobile phone, and Dai Ming doesn't remember when it was installed.

At this point, the software opens, showing a sketch.

That painting... At first glance, it was his brushwork.

This turned out to be...he drew it?

It made Dai Ming's hairs stand on end, and he gasped.

On the picture, it is the subway car in front of you!

Inside the painting, there is himself!

And on the seat opposite him...

That female ghost is sitting!

Dai Ming put down his phone and looked at the opposite seat with wide eyes.

The row of seats in front of me was empty... there was no one there!
Dai Ming's face became extremely pale, and his whole body trembled like chaff.

The subway has arrived.

Dai Ming was frightened out of his wits. As soon as the subway door opened, he rushed out like crazy. He ran desperately to find the location of the gate. After swiping his traffic card, he rushed to the subway exit. During the process, he kept looking behind him!

"Don't...you...you don't...don't come to me!"

(End of this chapter)