Guan Peihua naturally knew where An Zhisu was six months ago. He knew where she was and thought she was still there, so he was shocked by her sudden appearance and did not believe that she had embroidered the four beasts.
"Yang Xi, stop talking." Guan Peihua couldn't bear An Zhisu being laughed at by everyone, so he sighed and said.
"Professor Guan, she has to say it herself." Yang Xi said with a slight grievance.
An Zhisu laughed and said in a very sarcastic tone: "Yang Xi, do you dare to touch your conscience and say, don't you know when I started preparing this picture of the four beasts?"
"How do I know? I haven't seen you in five years." Yang Xi answered very quickly, but if you listen carefully, it is not difficult to hear the guilt in her tone.
"Tsk tsk, she really has no conscience. I already told her that she is a white-eyed wolf. How do you expect a white-eyed wolf to have any conscience? Her conscience has long been eaten by dogs." Song Jiaren looked at Yang Xi with disdain.
, it’s like looking at a pile of garbage, which makes people sick.
An Zhisu hummed: "I'm naive." After saying this, she looked at Yang Xi again: "The more famous Designer Yang is, the worse his memory becomes. If he doesn't remember me, my former college roommate, it would be nice."
Excusable. Since you don’t remember, let me help you recall it. Five years ago, half a year before the teacher’s sixty-fifth birthday, we discussed giving the teacher a gift. My original intention was to make a cheongsam for her.
Old man, you also want to make a cheongsam for her, but you know that your cheongsam-making skills are not as good as mine, so you ask me if I can change it.
Gift. I foolishly agreed to it at that time, and racked my brains before I came up with the picture of the four beasts.
In order to complete the huge project of the Four Beasts within half a year, I went to class during the day and stayed up late at night to embroider the pictures. I often stayed up all night. As my roommate, no one knows better than you how much effort I spent back then.
I just embroidered this picture.
Unfortunately, I still missed my teacher’s birthday that year and couldn’t give her the Four Beasts picture. This year is my teacher’s 70th birthday. After I learned about it, I worked day and night for seven or eight days to create a new star on the original Four Beasts picture.
A word for longevity.
Yang Xi, do you really not remember or do you deliberately not remember, or do you think that because of the extra character "longevity", you think I paid for it? I really don't understand, are you blind or mentally retarded?"
After An Zhisu explained, the guests no longer knew what opinions to express, and they no longer knew who to believe. It seemed that everyone's words made sense, but no one had evidence. Of course, the one with the most complicated expression was Guan Peihua.
, she never expected that An Zhisu had started preparing for the Picture of the Four Beasts five years ago. She recalled that five years ago was the most critical time for her. At that time, the whole hospital was competing for a place to study abroad, and An Zhisu was
This special effort has almost no
Any respite.
But even so, she still sacrificed her sleep at night to embroider such a meaningful picture for herself. And she still doubted her and didn't believe her. Guan Peihua felt her old face burning up, as if she had been beaten.
A slap. "Giggle..." After listening to An Zhisu's words, Yang Xi smiled instead of angry. His face became more beautiful because of his smile, and his voice was clear and pleasant: "An Zhisu, you have been in a mental hospital for five years.
Why doesn’t the paranoia seem to lessen at all? You and I are roommates, have you ever embroidered the Four Beasts?
Pictures, I really know them best. During that time, you were busy trying to get a place to study abroad. You spent the day in the library and went back to the dormitory to sleep at night. You never embroidered the pictures of the four beasts.
Really, An Zhisu, I advise you to go back to the mental hospital to continue treatment. You are really very ill and your delusions are worse than five years ago. If I hadn't lived with you before, I would have believed that you made it up.
It was a fantasy. Professor Guan, have you forgotten that she is mentally ill?"
At the last sentence, Yang Xi looked at Guan Peihua with a look on his face like "How could you forget such an important thing?"
Yang Xi's last words were like an enlightenment, which made the guilty Guan Peihua suddenly come back to her senses. Yes, how could she forget that this student was not mentally normal?
"Jing, mentally ill? No, she looks normal."
"I heard that mentally ill patients look just like normal people. What's wrong with them is their brains, not their bodies."
"That makes sense. This student who has been making trouble for a long time is a psychopath. No wonder I have never heard Professor Guan mention it."
"You are stupid. If you want to have a mentally ill student, are you willing to mention it?"
People around him began to discuss the topic of mental illness again. Yang Xi's eyes were filled with pride. This was An Zhisu's seven inches, and he was sure to hit it right away. No matter what she said, as long as she said that she was mentally ill or delusional, she would be fine.
No one will believe her.
Yang Xi looked at An Zhisu with a victor's attitude. But An Zhisu was not angry at all. Instead, she laughed. Her smile was really beautiful, like an elf in the dark night, which could attract people's attention instantly.
Everyone can't help but think that even if this is a mental illness, it is the most beautiful mental illness they have ever seen.
"Madman, you can still laugh now. You are indeed more seriously ill." Yang Xi was horrified by An Zhisu's laughter and said through gritted teeth. An Zhisu laughed again: "You are always like this, every time you jump over the wall in a hurry,
You have to tell me about my delusional disorder. Which one of us has the delusional disorder? Yang Xi, have you brainwashed yourself every night for so many years? Are you particularly afraid of forgetting the lies you have told?
So you have to say it again every day so that it can be engraved in your bones? What a pity, Yang Xi, no matter how long you tell a lie, it will never become true. Even if you declare to the whole world that I am sick, it is just you telling the whole world that I am sick.
A lie announced by the world. No one can expose it yet, but it does not mean that no one will always be able to expose it. Any false thing will be exposed.
That day. Just like the cheongsam you gave to the teacher today, only I know that it was not made by you. I taught you your double-sided embroidery. I know how much you weigh, I know better than anyone else. You are not as good as
You and I know it better than anyone else. But I won’t always use mental illness or paranoia to slander me.
Opponent, I will only use my strength to defeat her and trample her into the dust. Yang Xi, you should be glad that I am not really sick, otherwise you can't even compare to a lunatic, how sad that would be."
An Zhisu's tone was very light and indifferent, like the spring breeze blowing on the face, gentle and comfortable. But the words he used were like a sharp knife, every word was precise. It was also like the cold wind in winter, cold and biting.
At this time, Yang Xi's face turned pale, like a white lotus standing in the cold wind, crumbling due to the ruthless destruction of the cold wind. She made you feel that it was all the fault of the ruthless cold wind, and she was just a white lotus.
, poor and in need of care. "An Zhisu, don't think that being eloquent can cover up the fact that you are mentally ill. Don't think that talking nonsense can distort the facts." Yang Xi seemed to be bullied by An Zhisu and cried.