Mi Lier went downstairs first, and Cheng Ke wiped out the unsightly pictures on the sand painting platform. Fortunately, he was not skilled in using his left hand and drew it a bit abstract. If this was his right hand...

He went to the bathroom on the third floor to wash his face, tidied up his emotions, and went downstairs.

Mi Lier brought the new front desk Huihui to the customer almost finished talking, leaving only a few details that he needed to confirm.

After Cheng Ke confirmed, the customer paid the advance payment and left. He sat next to the table. After listening to Mi Lier and Huihui finalizing some things to prepare, they began to discuss the winemaking matter.

"Do we want to make wine?" Cheng Ke asked.

"Brother Xu said he could make some, a small amount, and the customers who have cooked it can deliver some, what kind of beer, fruit wine, and wine are you brewed," Mi Lier said, "It's quite interesting. If the customers want to brew it, we can also let them put it here, and you can drink it when you come."

"Yes." Cheng Ke nodded.

After listening silently for a while, Mi Lier didn't know how to do it. The main reason was Huihui, and her hobby was to make wine.

"That," Cheng Ke hesitated for a few seconds, spoke, "Huihui."

"What's the matter with Brother Cheng?" Huihui looked at him.

"Have you... brewed strawberry wine?" Cheng Ke asked.

"It's been brewed, I've used almost all the ingredients that can be used for brewing wine," Huihui turned to discuss with Mi Lier, "Then add a strawberry bar."

"Can you teach me?" Cheng Ke said, "I want to...try."

"Do you want to play or drink it?" Huihui said, "If you want to drink, I'll just brew it for you. Otherwise, you have to buy a bottle or something yourself, which is quite troublesome."

"I'm going to give it to someone," said Cheng Ke.

Give it to someone who doesn't know when it will be back.

On the eighth day after Jiang Yuduo escaped, he wanted to torture him in various postures.

Cheng Ke squatted on the ground and looked at the thing in front of him face to face.

A basket of strawberries, a bag of rock candy, a bottle of wine making, a bottle of wine, and several packs of fruit wine yeast.

He just bought strawberries and rock candy from the supermarket, and the yeast was given to him by Huihui. He bought the wine-making bottle online. After brewing, the bottle used to hold the wine was asked Xu Ding to help him ask him for it from a friend who was playing with glass. It has a very simple and clear circle shape.

Today, the things are all in hand and you can start making it.

"Wash the strawberries, remove the stems, and then dry them," Cheng Ke looked at the production method written by Huihui on his phone. "I grew up so old that I have never done these things except to learn how to cook instant noodles and eggs now, and it is such a high-end job of making wine."

He picked up the strawberry, pinched one, and handed it to Meow: "Can you eat it?"

Meow came over and smelled it for a long time, then stretched out her claws to hold the strawberry and started gnawing. She was quite immersed in her eyes, and one of them was squinting, and her chin was covered with juice.

"Cats still eat strawberries?" Cheng Ke was a little surprised, "Do your brother know you are so greedy?"

Meow ignored him and continued to chew.

But Cheng Ke had no interest in continuing. He talked to a cat and talked to his owner, which made him feel lonely, especially the cat didn't respond and just focused on eating.

It would be great if he wanted to be like a cat. If you are there, you are not there. If you are back, I will wrap my tail around your ankle. If you are not back, I will eat strawberries given to me by someone else.

The strawberries were washed and dried. After using them for a long time, his left hand was not flexible at all. Forget it, he had to go to the pedicle... Can he get poisoned after taking the pedicle with him? In the end, he bit every strawberry pedicle with his teeth.

According to the almost finished production method, Cheng Ke put the bitten strawberries into the wine-making bottle. Ten kilograms of strawberries and two kilograms of sugar, poured them in, and the yeast was activated with warm sugar boiling water...

Then crush the strawberries.

He put on his gloves and pinched it in the bottle.

There is a small open space outside the kitchen window. Three and a half years old were riding a small car in circles, not knowing what to sing.

Cheng Ke was a little dazzled.

He doesn't like children very much, but he is very cute at the age of three and a half, and it's not annoying. The main reason is... Jiang Yuduo often mentions this child.

So in a sense, three and a half years old was connected with Jiang Yuduo.

After all the strawberries were crushed and soaked, Cheng Ke put the bottle next to the radiator, and then it was done.

All you have to do is wait.

Wait until the strawberry wine is ready.

Wait for the person who drinks strawberry wine to come back.

The sun was very bright, and Jiang Yuduo sat on a chair by the window, his eyes couldn't open.

"How are you doing recently?" Sister Luo sat opposite the small table.

"It's pretty good," said Jiang Yuduo, "It's quite normal to sleep. I fell asleep without taking medicine yesterday."

"This is the song you want to hear," Sister Luo put a MP3 on the table. "I've saved it all. If I'm tired of listening, I'll help you change it."

"Yes." Jiang Yuduo nodded, took it over and plugged it in and listened.

"I didn't buy the cigarette for you. I'll bring it to you next time I come," Sister Luo said with a smile, "Doctor Li asked you to smoke less?"

"Well," Jiang Yuduo stretched out four fingers, "I promised him, there were only four in a day."

"Can you persevere?" Sister Luo asked.

"Yes," said Jiang Yuduo, "this is nothing...you should accompany me to the yard for a walk?"

"Okay." Sister Luo stood up.

Walking into the yard, Jiang Yuduo obviously felt relieved.

No matter what kind of hospital it is, even a hospital that is very unlike a hospital will scare him.

He never thought that he would take the initiative to move in one day.

Until yesterday, he could not sleep without medication. He even sat at the angle of the bed for the first two nights.

Dr. Li talked to him about his fear of the hospital.

He had many things he didn't want to think about, but he clearly remembered this part that he had been forcibly erased but could never remember again, so he had to face it.

He chose to be hospitalized, tore open the wound, and to tell himself that this is a memory that will be accompanied by his life, and he has to bear the pain that will never stop every second now.

On the night after the conversation, he spent the whole night intertwined between awakening and hallucinations, unable to distinguish between dreams and reality.

The picture is so real that his breathing becomes difficult.

He lay in the bright room with a messy sound and a shaking figure. He turned his head with difficulty and could see another bed from the middle of the untieted curtain.

A lot of blood.

Dr. Li told him that it was a policeman.

He no longer remembers the person's face, how tall, whether he is fat or thin, what his name is, and even doesn't remember the voice when he shouted "Jiang Yuduo runs quickly."

But he remembered the blood and the temperature that protected his body.

And the elongated "Drip" sound.

He clearly felt that the lives that could not be retained because of him were lost little by little.

The bright lights, the lingering smell of disinfectant, the shaking figures in the white eyes, the sound of the instrument "drip" sounds, all of this was connected with death because of him and became the only connection.

He was afraid of these things, and even more afraid that there would be another such person.

Later, those who became familiar with him day by day, left and disappeared one by one, and never appeared again made him uneasy and scared.

When Cheng Ke began to become a slowly inherent part of his life, he began to be nervous, and the "disappearance" again seemed inevitable, and when he realized that he might make Cheng Ke really "disappear", this uneasiness reached its peak.

Cheng Ke who left him was safe and would not disappear, but Cheng Ke who left him was no longer able to follow.

"Recently," Jiang Yuduo and Sister Luo walked slowly along the path in the yard. He lit a cigarette and counted himself. The third one today, "Have Cheng Ke... ever contacted you?"

"No," said Sister Luo, "after calling him that day, he did not contact me again."

"Did you tell him?" Jiang Yuduo asked.

"Tell him what?" Sister Luo patted him gently on his back, "Tell him where you are? Or tell him I can't tell you about your situation?"

"Can't say it." Jiang Yuduo said.

"Tell him." Sister Luo nodded.

When Jiang Yuduo heard this, he was suddenly disappointed, but after pausing for a while, he breathed a sigh of relief: "So he wanted to find me... he didn't know where to find it, right?"

"Yes," Sister Luo smiled, "He was a little unhappy when I said I couldn't tell him."

Jiang Yuduo pulled the corner of his mouth.

"I... don't want him to see it," he frowned, "and don't want him to know how I... treat it."

"Yes." Sister Luo nodded.

"He only knows that I have mental problems," Jiang Yuduo bit his lip, "but seeing me living in a mental hospital, it feels different."

"It's not as serious as you think." Sister Luo smiled.

"I don't want him to feel that intuitively," Jiang Yuduo said softly, "it will scare him away."

"He may not have no intuitive feelings," said Sister Luo, "You can't hide it all the time, right?"

"You said," Jiang Yuduo turned his head, "Will he... have left when I go back?"

"Why do you feel this way?" Sister Luo asked.
To be continued...