Nightmare about an old house

  His voice is hoarse.

  At first listen, it's like a worn-out, out-of-tune piano, filling the ears with extreme discomfort.

  Su Ye's heart suddenly "thudded" and Liang Xuan never moved his eyes away, a pair of pupils almost filled with dead ash-like white, she saw extremely clearly, it was the terror and despair that came from her heart.

  "Yan Bojian, are you going to kill me?" she asked after a moment of observation.

  Liang Xuan's eyes suddenly darted to the side, then quickly turned back and fell on Su Ye's face again, his voice hoarse as he said, "Yes, he...he wants to kill me, he and my wife want to kill me."

  Su Ye unconsciously raised her eyes to look at the mirror not far away, and in the mirror, only her plain face was reflected. After taking a deep breath, she hesitated for a moment, "Since he has a mind to kill you, if I give you a knife now, do you want to go and kill him?"

  "Ah..." Liang Xuan's pupils flickered with a hint of confusion, but it was quickly caught by Su Ye. He seemed to be really thinking, his brow furrowed tightly, and after about two minutes, he muttered, "No... I need to hide, I... I can't let him find me... can't."

  "If I give you a wooden board, and with this wooden board nobody can see you, which direction will you hold the board in front of your body?" Yui asked suddenly.

  "Behind! I'll take it behind!"

  Su Ye fell silent after hearing the words, her beautiful willow-leaf eyebrows furrowed into a serious arc.

  "Doctor, please save me! You said you could help me!" Liang Xuan's emotions suddenly turned to excitement, struggling to sit up, but his face contorted in pain due to the physical discomfort. He panted heavily, "I've been having nightmares every day, dreaming that Yan Bo and Yan Xiao want to kill me, dreaming they push me into the water... it's so dark and cold, I'm so scared. There's a narrow, equally dark passageway underwater, I... I can only swim through it, the passageway is very narrow, but at the other end, there's an ominous old house covered in thorns..."

  "Have you ever been inside that house?" Su Ye stared at his face, asking word by word.

  "I went in... almost every day I go in." Liang Xuan's whole body was trembling, his originally pale lips turned even whiter.

  "What's in the house?" If it was a nightmare that he had every day, he should have remembered it very clearly.

  "There, there... a coffin." Liang Xuan's teeth chattered with tension, producing an extremely jarring friction sound. "I saw my brother lying in the coffin, but he actually grew wings and flew away, then... then I also saw my wife, she, she was with Yan Baiyan, they, they were holding knives and charging at me to hack me..." At this point, his tears also flowed out, hysterical, "I've had enough! Can't take it anymore!"

  Su Ye looked at him and let out a deep sigh, his expression becoming increasingly serious.

  When I came out of the ward, the sun was already high in the sky. The spring breeze carried the intoxicating fragrance of flowers, and the willows by the pool hung down low, a vast expanse of bright green stretching out before me. The clear blue sky was like a piece of jade glass, Beijing's spring days are always beautiful to the extreme, but also fleeting to the extreme.

  The most beautiful things in this world are often the briefest.

  Su Ye didn't say a word after seeing Nian Baiyan, until the two got on the car. When Nian Baiyan handed her one of the steaming cups of coffee, the rich aroma filled the entire car, along with the man's intoxicating scent, which fell softly into her breath.

  He didn't ask another word and started the car directly.

  Su Ye, after taking a sip of coffee, raised her eyes and gazed thoughtfully at Yan Baiyi's profile. From this angle, he looked extremely handsome, with a perfect and resolute facial structure that was flawless. However, his slightly pursed thin lips and arrogant chin also revealed his ruthlessness.

  "Since I came out of the ward, I've been thinking about one thing." After the car slid onto the main road, Su Ye spoke softly, her scallion-like slender fingers finally recovering a bit of warmth under the warmth of the coffee.

  Ahead was a traffic light, Yan Bo turned down the speed of the car and waited until it stabilized before turning his head to look at her. His eyes were calm as always, patiently waiting for her to continue speaking.

  She adjusted her sitting posture, took another sip of coffee, and her eyes also became calm. "Some people have mental problems but live and work like normal people; some are clearly normal but are locked in a psychiatric hospital and treated as mentally ill. Such situations are not common but exist, Mr. Nian, how do you view this issue?"