The afternoon sunlight filtered through the branches and leaves of the tall sycamore trees, spreading dappled, soft light across the courtyard.

The wind swirled up the fallen sycamore leaves, and the roses in the flowerbeds bloomed slowly, their pink and white petals carrying a touch of gentle warmth.

Several long wooden benches leaned quietly against the wall, their paint smoothed by years of sun exposure. Some people sat quietly in the sun, their fingertips unconsciously rubbing the hem of their clothes; others strolled slowly, their steps light, occasionally pausing to look at the soft clouds on the horizon.

The courtyard wall encloses a small world, isolating it from the hurried noise of the outside world.

The huge courtyard was very quiet, even eerily quiet.

"I really want to put it into the flower's heart."

"Sorry, this may have offended your ears."

"My father once told me that when you hurt someone, you must apologize and make amends promptly."

"I must compensate you until you are satisfied. Although I own thirteen houses and two shops outside, which I collect rent from, I have nothing here."

"To express my apology, I allow it to be placed in the flower's stamen."

Lu Yuan stood beside the flower bed, ignoring the background music that was playing automatically in his ears.

He glared fiercely at the sky.

"This doctor is more like a psychopath than the patient."

"I'm really going to have to breathe on this now."

The woman with the rose petals didn't understand why Lu Yuan would make such harsh remarks for no reason.

She only saw the new patient and jogged to a deserted corner.

When he came out again, he went straight to the nurse and said:

"Li Hu had an attack; he scratched me."

The nurse took Li Hu away, and an argument ensued on the way.

Li Hu pounced on her and bit her viciously.

Doctors and nurses rushed in, pinned him down, and then ran to the examination room.

Lu Yuan secretly followed behind, and it's unclear what he did.

...

Under the ginkgo tree.

The girl rested her chin on her hand, her expression unmoved, but her eyes kept moving.

If you look closely, you can see that her gaze is always fixed on one person.

She suddenly looked puzzled as the man entered the building. After a moment, she seemed to accept reality and got up to leave.

Until the man reappeared in the building and ran straight towards her.

She regained her composure and stood still as if waiting quietly.

"Why aren't you pulling up the trees anymore?"

She heard those words, but deliberately ignored them.

The man went around to the other side of the tree, took out the cardboard, and placed it in front of her.

"Write it quickly."

Seeing this, all she could do was start writing on the cardboard:

"Would you like to help me pull out the tree? It's blocking my view from upstairs."

"I'll pull out your egg."

Lu Yuan asked directly, "What's your name?"

"Chen Mo."

"Aren't you called You Lian?"

"Chen Mo is my pseudonym."

"No, Chen Mo is your alias. You didn't need to tell me your real name at all, because I'm going to die tonight."

You Lian's heart skipped a beat.

She raised her head and slowly met Lu Yuan's gaze, then wrote on the cardboard:

Why did you die?

But Lu Yuan smiled.

He stopped talking.

He left the conversation there, waved to her, and turned to leave.

You Lian watched Lu Yuan's retreating figure, desperately trying to call out to him.

But she couldn't make a sound and could only watch Lu Yuan gradually disappear into the distance.

...

"Brother, interested in plotting something big together?"

Dining area.

Lu Yuan ate the rice in his bowl, helplessly listening to the person beside him rambling on and on.

"What great thing do you want to accomplish?"

"I want to form a gang with four branches: the Azure Dragon Branch, the White Tiger Branch, the Black Tortoise Branch..." The man, sporting a mustache, said menacingly, propping his head up.

"As a founding member, you can choose a branch to become the branch leader."

Why isn't there a Suzaku Hall?

"The main character of the Vermilion Bird Hall should be left to You Lian."

The man with the mustache touched his own mustache and immediately became entranced into a fantasy world:

"The Vermilion Bird Hall is simply a perfect match for Yu Lian."

"Whether other people are willing to take the role is another question."

"If You Lian feels that being a hall master is beneath her, then being the gang leader is not out of the question."

"Your position as gang leader is pretty worthless."

"Bullshit!" the man with the mustache retorted immediately, rambling on about his grand plans: "But if it's You Lian, I'd gladly hand over the position of gang leader to him."

"Lust is a dangerous thing. When I have the chance, I'll introduce you to a real gang leader. He made his fortune by being ruthless."

"You have this connection? Where is he?"

"Down there."

Lu Yuan pointed in the direction of the ground, smiled, and continued eating.

He realized that You Lian was practically the most beautiful girl in the college; everyone liked her.

Although this is a mental hospital.

But Lu Yuan felt that being loved by a group of bizarre mental patients was more powerful than being loved by a group of ordinary people.

"Brother, brother, do you need anything?"

Another dark-skinned man came over and sat down next to Lu Yuan, whispering to him.

This brings us to the mechanism of mental hospitals. Due to their closed and coercive nature, they have become a kind of small prison with a degree of freedom.

You need your family's consent to go out.

One point that is often overlooked is that the relationship between most mentally ill people and their families is actually not harmonious.

Prisons hold people who pose a significant threat to social stability.

Mental hospitals house people who threaten the stability of their families and the surrounding community.

Having a bedridden patient in the family who needs care can disrupt family harmony.

Not to mention there's a guy who not only needs to be taken care of, but also keeps causing you trouble.

Therefore, most family members would love to spend some money to keep the patient in a mental hospital.

Of course, although going out is not easy, there are still visits and gifts to be delivered.

"Can you get some good food?"

Some family members care about the patient and will bring some good food over.

But there are definitely people who don't care about the families.

Therefore, Lu Yuan mistook this person for someone selling snacks.

"Not just food, but other things too."

The dark-skinned guy winked at Lu Yuan, giving him a knowing look.

Lu Yuan truly understood.

What else is there?

It's a contraband.

"Cigarettes, beer?"

"We have all of these."

"Not interested."

Lu Yuan only needs to eat three meals a day; nothing else is required.

I'll contact you again when I need it.

"You're new here, so I can give you a discount. But the price won't be the same later."

"What an outdated marketing strategy."

Lu Yuan muttered a complaint, but then tilted his head and whispered, "But what if I don't have any money?"

"Call your family and have them transfer the money."

Lu Yuan had no family, but then his eyes darted around, as if he had thought of something:

"If You Lian buys something from you, does she need to pay?"

"Everyone has to pay!" the dark-skinned man said, but then hesitated, "Who did you just say?"

"You Lian".

"If it's Yu Lian..."

The man's face showed an expression of fanatical devotion.

Lu Yuan knew exactly what was going on at a glance.

So he turned to look at You Lian, who was walking towards him.

P.S.: I've left some little Easter eggs at tourist attractions like Confucius Temple and Xuanwu Lake in Nanjing. I'll post videos on Douyin to show you their locations so you can go and collect them.

Love you guys.

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