He overheard the conversation between his mother and the doctor.

He clearly didn't understand the intermittent content, but the chill he felt when he saw his mother's terrifying expression that day was still in his body and spread out of his control.

"...I can't bear it anymore..."

"It's of no use at all..."

"...He hasn't changed at all..."

"I yelled at the child..."

"I don't want to..."

"But, I can't control it..."

"I feel uncomfortable, I feel very uncomfortable..."

"That child...how could he become like that..."

"Doctor, please think of a way..."

"You think of a way..."

…

He had never heard his mother speak in such a tone.

Urgent, panicked, sharp, high-spirited, nervous...

So strange.

Like...

His face turned pale.

He is very cold.

My whole body was shaking unconsciously.

Like a witch in a fairy tale who wants to eat children.

He...is scared.

…

He is still in and out of the hospital frequently.

Perhaps because he was frightened last time, he unconsciously paid more attention to the attitudes of his parents.

He became a little cautious.

…

He began to consciously try to be a good child.

Even so, he found that his parents paid more and more attention to his brother.

But she seemed...more and more alienated from him.

He is uneasy.

He is afraid.

But he didn't dare to ask.

Maybe he had a vague premonition of the answer he would get.

He didn't know what happened.

He doesn't understand why mom and dad have become strangers?

Everyone has become...disliked him?

…

But soon, he no longer had the energy to pay attention to the changes in his parents.

The hospital has become so scary.

Doctors have become so scary.

Pale light, pungent smell of disinfectant.

There were also doctors and nurses who spoke coldly and impatiently.

He seems to have endless medicines to take and endless tests to do.

There are also endless inexplicable words that I can’t hear.

…

He became increasingly reluctant to go to the hospital.

Even though I still had concerns about my parents' attitude, my fear of the hospital gradually overcame everything.

Especially later, every time his father or mother just took him to the hospital and would not accompany him anymore.

Every time he comes back from the hospital, his parents won't ask him anything.

Turn a blind eye to his poor state.

Even if it is embarrassing, a manly man bleeds without shedding tears...

He didn't know how many times he hid in bed and cried.

…

After his parents decided to suspend him from school and put him in the hospital, his negative emotions that were already on the verge of breaking down... collapsed.

He cried and made a fuss.

He refused to go to the hospital.

He said he was scared.

He asked his parents why he had to go to the hospital?

He is clearly not sick!

Why are they all-

"you are sick!"

This sentence, which was like a verdict, made it impossible for him to say anything else.

…

He is sick?

Yes.

Mom and dad said he was sick.

My brother said he was sick.

The doctor said he was sick.

The nurse also said he was sick.

Everyone said he was sick.

…

He was confused.

Is he really sick...?

he does not know……

Even if he doesn't think he's sick...

But if everyone says he is sick, then he is...sick, right?

…

"I spent a time in the hospital that was not a pleasant one at all."

The man took a deep breath.

Perhaps it was because he was talking about this memory that was unforgettable even if he deliberately forgot it, that the man's words became much smoother.

"No."

The man shook his head.
Chapter completed!