Crazy Psychologist

Outside the emergency room of Beijing First Affiliated Medical Center, it was deserted.

The ground floor of the new building was so brightly lit that everyone's silhouettes looked overexposed.

There are four people outside the emergency room, only four, one is the father, one is the mother, one is the old lady, and one is the class teacher.

Compared with the overwhelming news on the Internet and the self-media articles written in a hurry to gain popularity, there are at least hundreds of thousands of articles.

But here, in the corridor outside the emergency room of Jingyi Affiliated Medical Center, there are only four people.

Mu Chun slowed down his pace, his mother was already weeping, and his father looked at the emergency room without blinking.

The child jumped from the balcony at two o'clock in the middle of the night.

Two hours behind the scheduled time.

The old lady tilted her head, and she looked like an old man with no clear mind, but if the old man didn't sleep well at night, the family might not find out that their son Liu Xiaojun was not in their room until the morning.

For the first time, the desk is neatly stacked with the books to be brought to school the next day and the test papers to be handed in at school.

Not a suicide note, not a cell phone message.

Liu Xiaojun pushed open the balcony door at two o'clock and walked to the balcony. No one heard the whole process.

His father, Liu Dajun, was still snoring loudly, and his mother was upset because of poor sleep. She took a little sleeping pill and just fell asleep an hour ago.

Does anyone know what Liu Xiaojun was thinking in his room between 12:00 and 2:00?

Maybe he also played a favorite game, and said goodbye to the girl he liked on QQ.

Maybe he wanted to go to the refrigerator to get a can of Coke, because Liu Dajun was seriously overweight, and Liu Dajun had long stopped letting him drink sugar-sweetened carbonated drinks.

There's nothing wrong with drinking a can and ending your life.

But no, Liu Xiaojun didn't do that, he was an obedient child.

He is a taciturn child, just like Wu Le, but Wu Le works harder than Liu Xiaojun to become friends with the people around him.

The old lady is Liu Xiaojun's grandmother. The old man couldn't sleep at night, so she sighed and tossed and turned, unable to close the door, for fear that if something happened in the middle of the night, she would not be able to wake up through the door.

It is also because people who can't sleep are always full of energy in the middle of the night, and their eyes are bright. When the old lady heard movement on the balcony, she thought it was a thief climbing up the outer wall.

Until a muffled and loud sound reached the old lady's ears, the old lady thought it was a thief who accidentally fell from the balcony.

She turned over unhurriedly, and stubbornly groped for her dark green twist-knit sweater cardigan in the dark. Crutches kept in the same place every day.

Then, she turned on the light in the bedroom, walked to the toilet with a cane, put down the cane, and took off her trousers tremblingly, once to the left, to the right, and then back to the left.

The old lady did not feel that she was old enough to need help from others to manage her own life. She's strong, clumsy, but trying to do the things she's been doing since she was four or five years old.

After using the toilet, the old lady turned off the light in the toilet, turned on the light in the living room, and walked towards the balcony.

A gust of wind blew through the living room, and the old lady held on to her crutches tightly, maintaining a standing posture.

Why is the wind from the south so strong tonight?

The old lady felt a little strange. In the second half of the night, she was always awake. Although it was a three-bedroom house, it was only 90 square meters in size. There were four people in the family. She didn't care about her own breathing. Other people's voices, at night, in the old lady's In the ear, clearly.

The grunting of the army today is a bit rough, I guess it is not happy with someone in the unit.

Dajun is good at everything but has a bad temper, just like his dead father.

Xiaomei always turns over when she sleeps, because she doesn't sleep well, she always turns over more than 20 times in the first half of the night, sometimes she really tosses and turns.

I can get a solid sleep after one o'clock, and I have to get up again at six o'clock in the morning.

In fact, she didn't make breakfast and no one said her, but I was afraid that the things outside would be unclean and the children would be unhealthy if they ate it.

Xiaojun also sleeps like Dajun, he can snore, he snores because he is fat, sometimes Xiaojun's snoring often doesn't appear until after twelve o'clock, maybe he is secretly playing games in the room and going to bed late.

The next day Xiaomei asked what time she went to bed last night, and Xiaojun said eleven o'clock. The old lady giggled while holding the soy milk cup.

Never expose grandson's lies.

Who doesn't have some little secrets under the covers.

On the night of November 8, the old lady never heard the sound of her grandson snoring. She thought that her grandson was still playing games, and she was worried, mainly because of her eyes.

The door of the grandson's room is usually closed, but the house is too old, and in the silence of the night, the thin walls can't keep any secrets.

The old lady tremblingly closed the balcony door and passed by her grandson's room, only to find that there was nothing on the bed, not even a quilt.

The old lady has bad ears, but her night vision is as keen as that of an owl.

"Xiaojun, Xiaojun."

The old lady yelled in the room. Since she seldom entered her grandson’s room on weekdays, she couldn’t touch the light switch for a while. She held the door frame with her left hand, and touched and touched the wall with her right hand. After feeling for a long time, she finally touched the switch and the light turned on. At that moment, the old lady tightly closed her eyes, and after slowly opening them, it was the same as what she saw in the night vision ~www.readwn.com~ There was no one in the room.

There were only light blue pillows on the bed, and even the quilt disappeared out of thin air.

"Where are people?"

The old lady was talking to herself, her legs were weak and she knew something was wrong, so she tried her best to move.

"Xiaomei, Xiaomei."

The old lady pushed the daughter-in-law's shoulder, the daughter-in-law was in a deep sleep, and it was Dajun Liu who woke up first.

"Hey, mom? Why are you here, what time is it..."

"Xiaojun, where did Xiaojun go?"

"Where else can Xiaojun go, sleep in his own room, hey, Mom, I beg you, go back to your room and sleep, what time is it, let me sleep again, okay?"

After finishing speaking, Liu Dajun turned around and covered his head with the quilt, and snored again half a second later.

The old lady could only turn around and think that she might have read it wrong, so she should look for it again, and moved tremblingly to the toilet and to Xiaojun's room.

"No, where did you go? Did you sneak out to play in the middle of the night?"

The old lady thought.

I've never sneaked out in the middle of the night before.

The old lady was out of her mind, but at this moment she suddenly remembered the voice of the thief on the balcony.

So he walked like flying, stumbled to the balcony, and took a lot of effort to open the balcony door that had just been locked.

There is nothing on the balcony except flowers and plants in the dark.

"Xiaojun? Xiaojun?"

The old lady suddenly yelled out of her wits, lost her balance and fell down on the balcony.