The Gods Mental Hospital.
In the spacious and tidy courtyard, Nyx was sitting in a rocking chair, holding a vase, lost in thought.
A young man in a white coat walked through the corridor, carrying several bottles of medicine, and approached her.
"You've come to see me, Thanatos, my child." Nyx turned to look at Lin Qiye, a smile spreading across her lips.
Lin Qiye sat down beside her and hummed in agreement.
"It's time to take your medicine."
He poured the medicine out of the bottle, carefully divided it into small piles, and placed them in Nyx's hands.
"Mother, take your medicine first."
Without hesitation, Nyx swallowed the medicine in his hand and then looked at Lin Qiye with eyes full of affection.
"Thanatos, you seem to have something on your mind?"
Lin Qiye was taken aback. He hadn't expected that Nix, this mental patient, could see through his condition at a glance. After hesitating for a moment, he nodded.
"I guess so."
"Is there anything I can do to help you?"
"I'm sorry, you can't help me with this." Lin Qiye shook his head.
How can outsiders possibly help someone who has run away from home and is heartbroken all by themselves?
Nyx looked somewhat dejected, then, as if struck by a thought, she spoke:
"In that case, Thanatos, I have a gift for you."
"A gift?" Lin Qiye was taken aback.
"Yes, I'll give you my bracelet. You can wear it with you from now on, and then..." Nyx reached out and touched her wrist...
She touched it again.
She looked down at her bare wrist; where was the bracelet?
"My bracelet...where is my bracelet?"
Lin Qiye:...
Sure enough, Nyx is quite ill!
Nyx tilted his head and frowned, as if he was thinking about something.
Just as Lin Qiye was about to get up and leave, Nyx suddenly spoke up: "I remember now."
"What did you remember?"
"My bracelet was won by someone else."
"Won it?" Lin Qiye was taken aback. After thinking for a moment, he couldn't recall seeing a story about a bracelet in any mythology. "Which god won it?"
"Not a god." Nyx shook her head, pointing at Lin Qiye. "She's just like you."
"Like me... your child too?" Lin Qiye tried to think about the problem from Nyx's perspective.
"No, she's wearing the same white dress as you."
Lin Qiye's pupils contracted, and his brows furrowed tightly.
"You mean, before me, someone else wore this dress into your room and won your bracelet?"
Nyx nodded.
Lin Qiye's expression gradually turned serious.
Unintentionally, he obtained such important information from Nyx.
Based on her account, before she knocked on the door of the mental hospital and released Nyx, there must have been someone else who came here and opened Nyx's door as well!
I am not the only owner here?
But this hospital is clearly in my mind, so how could someone else have entered?
Lin Qiye suddenly remembered that the first time he had a dream about knocking on the door of a mental hospital was five years ago...
Five years ago, it suddenly and mysteriously appeared in my dream.
Could it be that... before I dreamed of the hospital five years ago, there were other people here?Thinking of this, Lin Qiye immediately sat back down and solemnly asked, "How did she win your bracelet?"
Nyx recalled for a moment, then said, "She said she wanted to have a contest with me. If I won, she would give me back my child; if I lost, she would have to give her my bracelet."
"What did you compete in?"
Nyx slowly uttered two words: "Creation."
"Creation? You lost in the end? How is that possible?" Lin Qiye's eyes were filled with astonishment. "You are the Goddess of Night, one of the five gods who created the world. How could you possibly lose to someone else?"
"I don't know, but I definitely lost." Nyx shook her head.
"Do you remember what she looked like?"
"I remember she was only twelve or thirteen years old at the time, with long black hair, very beautiful, and there was a strange pattern here." Nyx pointed to the back of her hand.
"A twelve or thirteen-year-old girl, defeating you in creation?" Lin Qiye's eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. "Even if your divine status is damaged now, it's still highly unlikely, isn't it?"
Nyx sat there, seemingly lost in memories again.Lin Qiye calmed himself down and continued, "What do you remember about her? Her name?"
"I don't know... I only know that her surname seems to be... Ji?" Nix said uncertainly.
"Ji..." Lin Qiye murmured the word.
"Finally, before I went back to my room, she went that way." Nyx thought for a moment and pointed to a room on the third floor.
"I understand. You get some rest." Lin Qiye looked up at the room, gave her a word of advice, and then turned and ran down the stairs.
A moment later, Lin Qiye arrived at the room that Nyx had pointed out.
The signboard reads three large characters.—Dean's Office.
Lin Qiye frowned slightly and pushed the door open to enter.
Behind the door was a medium-sized office that looked somewhat cluttered.
He had been in this room before, and he had taken the white coat from the hanger inside, but he didn't seem to have noticed anything when he came in before.
Since Nyx said that the girl walked into the room, it's very likely that she left some important clues.
This time, he's going to search this place thoroughly!
Instead of rummaging through drawers and cabinets, he sat down on the spot and slowly closed his eyes.
Thanks to the divine power the Seraph had given him, he could easily sense everything in the room, which was far more efficient than rummaging through drawers and cabinets.
A few seconds later, he suddenly opened his eyes.He stood up and walked to his desk, reached into the hidden compartment of the last drawer, and pulled out a slightly yellowed letter.
Sure enough!
Lin Qiye quickly tore open the envelope, took out the letter, and his expression suddenly became somewhat strange.
Hmm... this character looks a bit ugly!
It's crooked and messy, like a primary school student just learning to write.
"To someone:
I don't know who you are, but I know that you are the true master of this place.
By the time you find this letter, several years will have passed. Don't laugh at my poor handwriting now; I'm still young, and it will be better when I grow up.
Sorry for forcibly detaining your hospital for a while, but since it's now returned to its rightful owner, please don't blame me! (Tongue out graffiti)
Also, I borrowed some things from some of your patients. I will return them to you when I find you again, don't worry!
One last reminder: there's another area underneath this office!When I grow up, I will come to find you, stranger, because you are my hope for returning home.
Bye-bye~
--commemorate"