Love in a mental hospital

Chapter 384: We should still have dreams, what if they come true in our dreams?
Mount Omuro is shaped like matcha pudding, and the depression formed by the crater looks like someone just dug out a piece of it with a spoon.

As people walked past the red torii gates on the walking trail, there was a mysterious atmosphere.

"It seems like Your Name." said Gege.

"You are still watching such an old animation." said Liu Zijun who was riding on Gu Ran's back.

"I'm still reading Dream of the Red Chamber." Gege said disdainfully, "Do you understand the classics?"

"I read the Book of Poetry and the Book of History!"

"Oh, you even know the Six Classics. Can you tell me which six books they are? Tell me and I'll carry you for a hundred meters!"

"Come on!" Gu Ran encouraged Liu Zijun.

Liu Zijun started whistling.

"You don't even know the Six Classics?" Gu Ran was stunned.

"Poetry, Book of History, Rites, Yi, Spring and Autumn Annals, these are only five books, and I can't remember the other one."

"Le!" Gege laughed, and she pronounced the 'le' sound.

The altitude of Mount Omuro is not high, only 580 meters, but it appears tall because there are no other mountains around.

This is not a metaphor, saying that Gege can only show off her knowledge in front of Liu Zijun, a brainless college student.

Given the Gege's knowledge reserves, even Gu Ran wouldn't dare to say that Zhuang Jing is definitely better than the Gege.

"You can see different beautiful scenery from different angles." Kuroda Sumire reminded everyone.

She continued: “You can see the Izu Plateau and Ito City; to the southeast, you can also see the seven Izu Islands in the sea;
"If the weather is clear, you can see Mount Fuji to the northwest - Mount Omuro is also known as Izu Fuji.
"There is a volcanic lake in the north. This lake is called Yibi Lake, which comes from the line 'the sky above and below is as blue as a vast expanse' in Fan Zhongyan's Yueyang Tower."

Everyone is most interested in this Yibi Lake.

There are also many places in China that are named after ancient books and poems, but this is not uncommon in China, but it is different abroad.

"There is a rumor that it is also in Sensoji Temple." Su Qing saw that Gu Ran was interested and said to him with a smile.

"Only shallow grass can be free of horse hooves?"

"Maybe." Su Qing was just chatting. She wasn't sure whether it was true or not, nor did she care.

Gu Ran gently threw Liu Zijun off his back and continued walking forward.

Two blond foreigners were walking towards us, and when they passed each other face to face, they naturally looked at each other.

After a while, grandma - or maybe a combination of grandmother, mother, and elementary school daughter - came towards them and naturally met Gu Ran's eyes.

They wouldn't all appear in dreams, right?
It doesn’t matter what country she is from, whether she is a mother or not, and her age is not a problem, but she cannot be a grandmother or an elementary school student!
Gu Ran thought of He Qingyan’s Pokémon.

When he walks on the road and looks into someone's eyes, an "!" symbol will appear above the other person's head, and a battle will be triggered.

"You seem to be in a better mood?" Yan Hanxiang had been keeping an eye on Zhuang Jing.

"Yes." Zhuang Jing smiled and nodded, "But it's only a temporary solution, not a permanent one. I've already contacted Beicheng, and I'll make the exchange when I get back."

"What do you plan to exchange for?" Yan Hanxiang asked, "If I get a 'mind monster' that is difficult to tame, it will be no different from now."

"No, give each person in Group 2 one."

Yan Hanxiang thought about it and said, "Okay."

Mainly for Gu Ran, if possible, Zhuang Jing plans to select a special monster for him that can tell who is inside without him having to put his hand on the door handle.

Or, be able to find them accurately in countless rooms.

You can try the scent of Yanhanxiang, but I will talk about it slowly when I get back, as there are too many projects that need to be researched.

You can't study whatever dreams you have. It's like buying books every day, reading each one for a while, and then reading new books. In the end, you don't finish any book, and your time and energy are wasted.

The previous dream was fine, but if Gu Ran's [Fruit of Spring Dreams] was fixed, Zhuang Jing planned to focus on studying it and the [Drifting Classroom].

"You're starting to think about work again. Just enjoy the scenery!" Yan Hanxiang taught her a lesson.

Zhuang Jing couldn't help but laugh and said, "Okay."

After wandering around the mountain for more than two hours, everyone took the cable car down the mountain and returned to Izu Plateau to have a late lunch, a golden eye snapper set meal.

After dinner, we went to the hot springs.

"I only made an appointment for a family hot spring, and time is tight. If I want to have a comfortable bath, the only option is to bathe together with others." said Kuroda Sumire.

"Aunt Jin, you are worthy of being Japanese. You are more capable than the Chinese!" He Qingyan praised.

There are some things that the Japanese do better than the Chinese.

"Also," Kuroda Sumire continued, "In Japan, we are not allowed to wear swimsuits in hot springs."

"Isn't this a good idea?" Gege looked at Gu Ran hesitantly.

"I don't care." Gu Ran was relaxed.

"Are you kidding us?" Liu Zijun confirmed.

"If you were my students, you would know that I don't like jokes." Kuroda Sumire answered as if she had no choice.

The princess looked at Xie Xiya again.

"Just cover your eyes." Xie Xiya said.

Gege groaned, then nodded: "That's fine."

"So it works?" Kuroda Sumire was surprised.

"Ah?" Gege was stunned.

"Hahaha!" Everyone laughed.

"You guys!" Gege's face turned red like the erupting Mount Fuji, "You guys are playing tricks on me!"

Kuroda Sumire booked a seaside hot spring, which looked like a small area of ​​sea water surrounded by rocks.

A wooden house like a stable was built on it, and the side facing the sea was open, like a lively and cheerful girl who completely lifted her skirt to the fan in the summer.

If it were in China, looking from a distance, you would think it was a beach toilet.

Even though Gu Ran was blindfolded, the women still tried to cover their bodies with towels.

Kuroda Sumire was not joking, she really only booked one hot spring, or rather, she only booked one hot spring.

"Listen - the sound of the sea crying
"Sighing, who is hurt again
"But you're still not awake!"

Gu Ran leaned against the hot spring, resting his elbows on the rocks, singing to his own amusement.

From time to time, the shadows of fingers flashed before his eyes, as if someone was testing whether he could see.

Occasionally someone would throw water at him.

Worried that it might affect Zhuang Jing, Gu Ran did not fight back but simply took off the towel. At this time, a cry of surprise could be heard - of course, his eyes were closed.

"Are you satisfied with this arrangement?" Kuroda Sumire whispered.

"It won't be that serious!" Yan Hanxiang also smiled in a low voice.

Zhuang Jing laughed softly a few times.

and many more.

Is this a cure for his voyeurism?

My voyeurism has indeed been cured. I didn’t even think of peeping at a scene like this - now is not the time for self-diagnosis!
Does this mean that it is legal for him to take a quick look now?
Gu Ran opened his eyes, and the world was hazy through the towel.

He lowered his head, pretending it was an inertial movement to rub shoulders, but in fact he was trying to make some space with the towel.

call!call!
He remained calm and blew the towel on his bangs as if he was looking cool.

call!call!call!
There's a little space!

Gu Ran took the opportunity to escape, and a white figure swayed in front of him.
Everyone here had a slender figure, and he had never seen everyone take off their clothes, so he couldn't tell who they were.

He raised his head.

You can't keep watching. Anyone who has been a voyeur knows this.

who can that be?

Damn it, if he had only seen some key points, he would have been able to guess it!

"Ha~" He sighed comfortably as if he was soaking in a hot spring. He raised his head and completely immersed himself in the beauty of the hot spring by the sea.

Up is north and down is south. My eyeballs are pointing south like a compass. I can see outside, but no one is passing by.

Gu Ran remained motionless, struggling to hold on, just like standing outdoors in midsummer August, waiting for a breeze.

My eyes are sore.

Nowadays, you can learn anything. You can find out how to carry manure in books on crops. Is there no book that teaches people how to peek into a mixed bath?

China doesn't have it, but at least Japan should have it! Gu Ran set a rule for himself: don't touch the towel. On this basis, everything he sees is accidental, not abnormal, and has no morals.

It's like passing by a fruit forest, but instead of picking the fruits, you just pick up the ones on the ground. Even if you pick up good ones, it still counts as picking them up, not stealing.

Gu Ran continued to peek with such a reluctant justification.

It really made him see some incredible scenes. Whenever this happened, Gu Ran would just take a shallow bite, just like eating untrimmed water chestnuts, to prevent the thorns from piercing his lips and causing bleeding.

After taking a bath, Gu Ran went ashore first and wrapped a towel around his waist.

There is a sentence at the end saying "Hold on tight!"

There are also those who say “The butt is showing!”

Others said, "The towel is transparent."

Gu Ran was still thinking about the taste of water chestnuts.

After that afternoon, he never ate water chestnuts that were so delicious again.

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After soaking in the hot springs, the group returned to Tokyo and went to the barbecue restaurant they had booked in advance for dinner.

It should be a barbecue restaurant, right? Gu Ran didn't quite understand. The barbecue method was very special, with a bonfire and fish, meat and other ingredients skewered around it.

It feels like the wild.

Xie Xiya had never seen a rich girl like this before, so she took pictures seriously.

"Let's do the same next time we go to an uninhabited island!" Gege said excitedly.

"When I was a kid, I often set wildfires," Gu Ran said. "I would pick up some wild grass and dead wood, pile them together and set them on fire. I would throw potatoes and sweet potatoes directly in, and then dig them out from the warm ashes and eat them."

"Have a picnic?" Liu Zijun asked.

"There's no food at home, so I secretly add some food."

".sorry."

"Give me money..." Before Gu Ran could finish his words, Su Qing handed him a grilled fish.

Please note that this is not caring for him or loving him, it is about telling him to shut up.

After eating the barbecue, everyone took a taxi to the airport without asking Kuroda Sumire to see them off.

Soon, the plane carrying them took off and left Tokyo.

It was late at night again when we returned to Haicheng, then to Jinghai, and then drove back to the Longing Villa.

After returning home, we did not immediately go back to our rooms to take a shower and rest. Instead, we sat in the living room, as if letting the scent of home absorb the fatigue deep within our bodies.

During this period of time, Zhuang Jing asked Gu Ran to tell her about the [Fruit of Spring Dreams].

Su Qing stared at Gu Ran, her face full of confusion. She was not confused by the incident, but she doubted his character, as if to say:

Having this kind of dream on the first night with my girlfriend? Is this a normal dream?

"How many people did you sleep with last night? Who did you sleep with? What are Japanese women like? Is it exciting to sleep with women on the street?" He Qingyan was excited and curious.

"No one slept." said Gu Ran.

"I don't believe it. It's not that I don't believe you, it's that I don't believe men."

Can't refute.

Normal men, as long as they can control their actions, would fall asleep even if there are not only six of them, because this is a dream.

Don’t even think about sleeping with women in your dreams. It’s not a bad idea to overthrow the Qing Dynasty and restore the Ming Dynasty. It’s not a bad idea to become the emperor. So what if you destroy the world?
"Really not." Gu Ran assured Su Qing.

"I believe it." Su Qing nodded, "But why did you have such a dream?"

Gu Ran thought about it, then spread his hands, indicating that he was also confused.

"Food and sex are part of human nature. People either eat or reproduce. It's normal to have such a dream." Yan Hanxiang sat on the sofa, his left index finger pressed across his lower lip, his eyes staring into nothingness, lost in thought.

"We can sleep six of us every night, one for Su Qing and one for me, one for Chen Ke and one for me, and one for Xiya and one for me, exactly six." He Qingyan said.

Su Qing suddenly thought, if this was just a dream, could I accept it?
She wasn't quite sure and was questioning her own feelings.

Thinking about it carefully, this matter was indeed not good, but if it was just a dream, she had no idea whether Gu Ran did it in the dream or not.

If he doesn't want to be with Chen Ke, He Qingyan, Xie Xiya or the others, he can also sleep with other women.

She believed that Gu Ran did not do anything last night and would not do anything for a long time in the future, but there was no way to guarantee that Gu Ran would never do anything in his entire life.

This is human nature.

Even if your brain doesn't want to, sometimes your body will do it for you.

Most importantly, it was a dream, a place where one was free and unknown.

As a random condition in the dream, it seems unrealistic to not allow Gu Ran to have a relationship with them in reality.

Wang Jiajia might agree, but He Qingyan, Chen Ke, and Xie Xiya definitely wouldn't.

"Gu Ran, go to the 'hotel' tonight, confirm the truth of the dream, and then go find Su Qing. Just do your best." Zhuang Jing said.

"It doesn't matter if you find me. It's just a dream anyway." He Qingyan argued.

"I have no objection." Yan Hanxiang came back to her senses and smiled.

"Two votes!" He Qingyan looked at Zhuang Jing.

"Abstain." Zhuang Jing said with a smile.

"Gu Ran, you also give up."

"why?"

"You won't give up?" He Qingyan confirmed again.

If he had not been with Su Qing last night, Gu Ran would have silently repeated "take the initiative, take the initiative, take the initiative" three times and chosen to abstain.

"No." Gu Ran said, "Except for Su Qing, I won't go into anyone's door."

At least this month, I can't be with another woman, even in my dreams.

Gu Ran's morality is still a little higher than that of the monkey.

Su Qing looked at her mother: "Mom, why is Gu Ran in this situation?"

The rest were also curious.

"Part of it is his own characteristics, just like Han Xiang's sense of smell." Zhuang Jing's snow-white fingers tapped on his temple, "Secondly, it's external stimulation, and finally..."

She paused here, seeming unsure.

".Protagonist therapy." Zhuang Jing said.

"That therapy that can't be told? Firmly believing that you can change the world with your mind? Does it really work?" Su Qing didn't quite believe it.

"Do you think you are the protagonist?" He Qingyan asked Gu Ran.

"Anyway, in my dreams, I am mostly the protagonist," said Gu Ran.

"Is there a concept of a protagonist in AV?"

"It's not like I always have wet dreams!"

"Keep your voice down so late at night." Yan Hanxiang said unhappily, and then she laughed herself.

In fact, the source of everything started from when she invited Gu Ran to drink in the dance hall. If she hadn't drunk that toast, would what happened later have happened?

No one knows.

But Yan Hanxiang did not regret it, not at all.

"Let's try it tonight." Zhuang Jing said finally.

Everyone went back to their rooms to rest.

[He Qingyan: Brother, come here secretly, I won’t tell anyone.]

Gu Ran pretended not to see it.

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《Personal Diary》October 25, Sunday, Returning from Japan
I should go to hell for not reporting that my voyeurism had been cured.

I hope the King of Hell will see that I developed my voyeurism in order to save people and let me spend fewer years in hell.

In the evening, He Qingyan asked me to go to her room.

I refused, not because I wasn't tempted, but because I couldn't. I felt like I was Tang Monk passing through the Kingdom of Women.

(End of this chapter)