Chapter 1035: What Is Behind That Door (2)
Golden sunlight streamed through the gaps in the curtains. A faint scent of disinfectant lingered in the air. The slightly noisy voice of a broadcast echoed through the room, reporting the latest developments in the Russia-Ukraine war.
Li Xiaofei slowly opened his eyes as he felt a wave of weakness wash over him. He turned his head and glanced at the phone beside him. The screen displayed the date.
September 17th, 2023. Sunday.
Just an ordinary day.
Oh no, I haven’t taken my meds, the thought sprang instantly into his mind.
He remembered that he hadn’t taken his medication properly yesterday, which had made his attending doctor, Sun Fei, very angry. So he was supposed to be on a few additional pills today.
Wait? Hold on, what pills? Who am I? Where am I? What was I doing?
Confusion suddenly clouded Li Xiaofei’s mind. He instinctively raised his hand and looked at his hospital wristband.
Oh. So my name was Li Rui. Right.
It all came back to him. He was a patient. A psychiatric patient. He loved writing, often got lost in wild thoughts, and fantasized about becoming a world-renowned author. But in truth, up to the twenty-second year of his life, he had only written a few thousand words in an old, worn-out notebook. It still wasn’t finished.
Li Xiaofei gazed out the window with a touch of melancholy, then picked up the notebook from the small table beside him. The pages were filled with densely written words. The notebook had been tossed aside carelessly, as if it had just been used to prop up a table leg. It looked dirty and worn, with faint marks of water damage.
Golden sunlight lit up the pages, and countless tiny specks of dust danced within the light beam. Li Xiaofei had once imagined that each of those drifting particles was actually a planet, teeming with life; that the countless particles, orbiting and shifting, formed entire galaxies and universes.