Chapter IV Mental Hospital

Chapter IV Mental Hospital

When the changeable projection light shines on it, the light that refracts is still very dazzling.

Alas, Wen Miao has lost his sight.

Good thing the coins are silver.

If gold, the bar will be able to become a big thundering temple, coins into a flash of Buddha beads, to indulge in the numerous living beings to a spot of Buddha light.

Ah, Buddha's light is really dazzling...

WenMiao swallowed saliva carefully, she looked at ShenJiaYu, ShenJiaYu also looked at her.

The atmosphere was awkward.

For a while, Wen Miao swallowed his saliva and squeezed his phone dryly: "I'm sorry, I made a mistake... No, I'm in the wrong place."

As she spoke, she could not help but look back at the steel coins, which were all over the ground. Then, as if she had been stabbed in the eye, she stopped quickly and, like a sheep who had made up for it, added a sentence: "Well... I'll pay for everything you lost in your shop."

Shen Chia-Yu seemed not to care much. He only saw the ground full at first, and did not throw Yu Kuang over there again. When Wen Miao said he would lose money, he asked casually: "For all?"

"Right." Wen Miao hastily nodded, tone particularly sincere to say, "I compensate you, by ten times."

"Then go." Shen Jiayu glanced at her gently, then turned to walk outside.

Wen Miao: "?"

Go?

Where to?

But smashed the shop in the first, WenMiao is particularly guilty, also did not have the nerve to ask, without saying anything to follow up.

ShenJiaYu directly in the doorway to stop a taxi, he bent over opened the back door, one hand held the frame, turned to see her: "Get on." Thinking he was going to take her to the bank to get the money, Wen Miao said nothing and quietly got into the back seat of the car.

Shen Jiayu didn't sit in the back seat. After closing the door, he went straight to the front passenger seat and gave the driver his address: "Go to the Second Municipal Psychiatric Hospital."

Wen Miao, who is ready to take out his bank card: "...?"

Wait, pal, where do you say you're going?

West street is not far from the city hospital, and it's less than 20 minutes' drive away. And when the driver heard that he was going to the mental hospital, he immediately got up, stomped on the accelerator, and drove the car as fast as he could.

Wen Miao did not know what the driver was excited about.

What, are you a guest who's never been to a mental institution?

Soon, the taxis, flying along the edge of the speed limit, stopped outside the hospital.

Shen Jiayu paid directly to get off the bus.

Not knowing what the hapless owner of the store she had smashed wanted to do, and seeing that he did not want to explain, Wen Miao had to follow him in a confused state.

It was not until she entered the registration office on the first floor that Shen Jiayu stopped and asked her sideways: "You got your wallet?"

Thinking that he was asking for money, Wen Miao did not say anything. He reached out his hand and took out his purse from his pocket. Shen Jiayu did not look at the bank card inside, but drew her ID card directly, glanced down at the name, and read it out loud: "Wen Miao?"

Wen Miao subconsciously should: "What?"

Shen Jiayu's eyes came back: "Nice name."

Wen Miao: "..."

I don't know why. Obviously, his voice doesn't contain any emotion, and his tone still sounds very gentle. But it was from these simple words that Wen Miao heard the flavor of ridicule.