Free Web NovelLu Yibei wasn't mentally ill, at least not yet.
Although he had lost his sight and suffered from facial paralysis in a car accident during his graduation trip two years ago, he was very sure that he hadn't injured his brain!
However, he was still kicked out by the doctor as a mental patient, just like when he went to another hospital for a follow-up examination a few days ago.
But he felt that it wasn't him who had a problem, but those doctors.
One doctor called a psychiatrist with a straitjacket without a word!
Another one...
As a doctor born under the red flag, raised in the spring breeze, and baptized by modern education, after listening to the complete description of the illness, he actually recommended the patient to a witch doctor?
That's just ridiculous!
Just as Lu Yibei felt that witch doctors were too dark and was about to ask the doctor if he knew any priests or Taoist priests, he was kicked out...
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Walking with heavy steps on the road leaving the hospital, Lu Yibei felt the world was desolate.
After leaving the hospital, Lu Yibei got on the bus, found a seat by the window in the back row, leaned dejectedly against the glass, took out his phone, unlocked it, and clicked on a pink APP with a beautiful girl's profile on the main interface.
Tell me, in this day and age, which young man's phone doesn't have a mobile game full of alluring beautiful girls, used to entrust their restless youth that has nowhere to go?
Lu Yibei also had one, and that was the love, combat, tower defense, and card collection game called love and magical girls!
Whenever he felt down, just by looking at the smiling face of the magical girl White Little Flower, he felt completely healed.
He clicked on the APP, and with a dynamic soundtrack and exciting cutscenes, a blonde magical girl in a rose-red rose-patterned dress appeared on the phone screen, smiling at Lu Yibei.
"Hello, Captain, welcome back! What would you like to do today?"
"Wai! Why are you touching me? Do you want to be flattened?!"
"Go to hell! Pervert!"
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Listening to the sweet voice of the magical girl spewing profanity, Lu Yibei's face showed no emotional fluctuations, but a warm current had already risen in his heart.
As expected!
In this cold world, only White Little Flower could bring a little warmth!
In Lu Yibei's heart, this was no longer just a mobile game; it was a hub connecting to another world, and the people in that world taught him many life lessons.
When in doubt, charge in, smoke, drink, swear, and have unclear relationships with pretty girls of unknown origin...
These behaviors were not feasible in the real world!
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The bus departed from the bus stop in front of the suburban hospital gate, stopping and going all the way, passing through half the city, and the streets outside the window became increasingly prosperous.
Lu Yibei was immersed in the world of the mobile game, and time quietly passed, almost an hour without him realizing it.
When Lu Yibei looked up again, he was surprised to find that the bus had stopped by the roadside at some point.
The passengers on the bus had all left, the empty carriage seemed to have been stretched, and the bus doors were sealed.
Judging from the familiar tall buildings and streets outside the window, this should be near Peony Street, still five or six stops away from where Lu Yibei needed to get off. freēwēbηovel.c૦m
Lu Yibei scanned the bus and found the bus driver, who was already leaning back in his seat, resting his eyes. He walked up and patted his shoulder, asking, "Master, excuse me, is this bus still..."
"What the hell!?"
The bus driver had no idea there was still someone on the bus. Being suddenly patted on the shoulder startled him, and he exclaimed, sat up straight, collected himself, and looked at Lu Yibei, with clear resentment in his eyes.
"You, how did you get on? Who let you on?"
"Uh..." Lu Yibei explained, "I'm a passenger, I've been on the bus since the starting station!"
The driver, who had forgotten to check if there were still passengers on the bus, was stunned, then turned to blame Lu Yibei, "Why are you still on the bus? Didn't I tell you all to get off a long time ago? We can't go today!"
Lu Yibei was confused, "Can't go? Why? Is the bus broken?"
The driver impatiently pursed his lips and pointed towards the windshield, "There was a car accident ahead, several cars crashed into each other, and a section of the overpass collapsed. How do you expect to go? I advise you to get off early and figure something out yourself! It's almost dark!"
Lu Yibei looked at the digital clock on the dashboard and frowned slightly.
Time, 17:08
Yes, it's getting dark, I need to get home quickly!
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Lu Yibei got off the bus, briefly distinguished his direction, and then walked straight towards his residence.
It had just passed five o'clock, and the sky had already begun to darken. The setting sun, like a thin, blood-colored veil, quietly draped over the streets.
The bustling streets seemed a bit congested, yet strangely quiet. Strangers walked in silence, heads down, not saying a word. Even when their gazes occasionally met, their eyes were mostly filled with vigilance.
Lu Yibei was not surprised by this slightly eerie situation. Ever since the sun entered a "brief" periodic activity decline five years ago, with shorter days and longer nights, various Weird tale grew wildly under the long night, like weeds nourished /N_o_v_e_l_i_g_h_t/ by rain.
In such a world, learning to be alone had almost become a compulsory course for everyone.
It was in this quiet environment, where it seemed as if an invisible barrier had been built between everyone, that the old song playing in his ears sounded so out of place and discordant with the surroundings.
"Looking at flowers in the fog, gazing at the moon in the water, can you distinguish this ever-changing world ~ ♪
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Lend me, lend me a pair of discerning eyes ~ ♪
Let me see this turmoil clearly, plainly, and truly ~ ♪
..."
Lu Yibei, like most people on the street, walked in silence. The soothing and ethereal melody drifted into his ears. He paused for a moment, looked in the direction of the singing, and saw Mr. Rabbit in front of a slightly secluded alley coffee shop.
A comically shaped mascot costume, a portable speaker playing music, and colorful advertisements handed out to everyone.
The standard three-piece set for a flyer distributor.
The flyer distributor was wearing a large, bulky black suit, exaggerated red leather shoes, and a huge white rabbit head mask.
The white rabbit head mask was exquisitely made, with every strand of fur lifelike, as if a real rabbit head had been greatly enlarged and placed on his head.
Mr. Rabbit enthusiastically handed out flyers to people passing by.
Most people, when faced with the advertisement offered to them, walked past Mr. Rabbit indifferently, as if they didn't see him, completely ignoring him.
Even if someone occasionally took a flyer, they would quickly crumple it up and throw it into a trash can.
Lu Yibei looked at the hollow, lifeless eyes of the white rabbit head mask and its deliberate, stiff smile. Suddenly, his eyes felt uncomfortable, dry and itchy.
Just as Lu Yibei was about to look away and leave, Mr. Rabbit seemed to notice his gaze, looked at him, and waved enthusiastically.
"Me?" Lu Yibei pointed to his nose.
Mr. Rabbit seemed very excited by Lu Yibei's response, continuing to wave frantically at him while nodding vigorously, so much so that one worried he might shake his "head" off at any moment.
Mr. Rabbit's hand, wearing a white glove, seemed to sway at a special frequency, emitting a peculiar magic. Lu Yibei was uncontrollably drawn closer little by little.
His head felt groggy, and his vision blurred for a moment. fɾēewebnσveℓ.com
He didn't know if it was an illusion, but Mr. Rabbit's smile seemed to grow more intense.
Lu Yibei numbly walked in front of Mr. Rabbit. Just as he reached out to take the advertisement Mr. Rabbit was offering, a sudden burning pain shot through his eyes, as if something was burning inside his eyeballs.
The intense discomfort in his eyes instantly sobered Lu Yibei. He stopped about a meter away from Mr. Rabbit, stared at him expressionlessly for a second or two, then suddenly made a ninety-degree sharp turn and walked away with long strides.
Don't care, not interested, leaving now!
