Done!I'm surrounded by yanderes!

"Is the name important?" The white-haired girl was a little confused. After all, in her memory, she had always been Levida.

"Names are a way of establishing connections between people. They use monotonous characters, but they create a unique meaning that belongs only to each other." I tried to explain to her.

"Then what should I be called?" The white-haired girl became confused.

"I'm too lazy to give you a name. I played games for an hour and it took me 50 minutes to come up with a name." I looked at the white-haired girl and guessed what she was thinking.

"I don't, I don't." The white-haired girl rolled again and started acting coquettishly.

However, I refuse.

"Don't try to deceive me like this." I deliberately turned my head away from her.

"Don't force me, be tough." The white-haired girl's simple words seemed to touch my soul.

"Then what kind of name do you want?" I asked her quickly and respectfully.

"If Levida is the name of a devil, can you give me the name of an angel?" the white-haired girl asked curiously.

"Angels have many names, but I thought of one that is most suitable for someone as smart as you." I thought of an answer at random.

"What kind of name is it?" The white-haired girl looked at me happily with a pair of expectant red eyes.

"Cherubeus, Rachel." I thought about Cherubeus's name. It sounded big and smart, and it must be suitable for her.

"It's so unpleasant." The white-haired girl seemed to have a fascinating aesthetic.

"Rachel is the ruler of angels. She appears as a brilliant white flame and a flowing water robe, wrapping the angels with wings." I felt that my introduction might be too brief, so I didn't impress her, so I had to use the second sentence Said in a little way.

"It sounds ugly."

"Aren't you afraid of being punished by God?" I teased her deliberately.

"It sounds very masculine when you hear it." The white-haired girl still expressed her true feelings.

"I won't be a man if I write it for you." I turned on the computer casually.

In order to save trouble and prevent her from finding fault, I deliberately typed the word Rachel as Rachel.

"Okay." The white-haired girl seemed very happy and said the name repeatedly.

"No, why don't you struggle and bargain for a while?" I didn't expect it to go so smoothly.

"Hmph, am I, La Jie'er, so difficult to deal with?" The white-haired girl seemed to have taken the three characters I casually changed as her name.

"Okay, okay, this is what you call me from now on. La Jie'er, you are the goddess who symbolizes wisdom." I also breathed a sigh of relief.

"It turns out that it feels like having your own name." La Jie'er seemed a little happy.

"Originally, this name and these characters were meaningless to me, but since I got you, I gave you a name. From now on, these three words will remind me of your wise eyes." I continued to explain to La Jie'er The meaning of the name.

"I finally feel like I can separate myself from my memories." La Jie'er closed her eyes and tried hard to think about the situation.

But then, she got up from the bed, seemed very uncomfortable, and ran to the toilet.

I instantly became nervous,

He actually chose to follow him. After realizing that his behavior was a bit outrageous,

I had to laugh at myself,

Sure enough, people can't just give names randomly.

Will unconsciously invest a lot of emotions,

I actually already care about her.

Suddenly La Jie'er heard the sound of vomiting in the toilet.

"Damn it, it can't be that fast." Although I thought it was outrageous when this idea came out, I have encountered a lot of outrageous things.

"Uh, what are you doing outside?" La Jie'er opened the door and saw me curious outside.

"Will it affect your performance?" I asked awkwardly. .

"I'd be shy."

"Then are you alright?"

"Just bad food."

"That's good."

"What good is that?"

La Jie'er turned around and walked towards the kitchen.

I didn't think much about it and was about to turn around and leave, but I saw an orange-yellow liquid remaining in a very corner of the ground, probably because it wasn't easy to clean.

At noon, La Jie'er made fried meat with carrots again, but this time the way of making it was completely different from Levida's. It was obviously the same dish, but it had a completely different taste.

And she won't cut her hands again.

"You haven't taught me what politeness means yet." La Jie'er raised this issue while eating.

"Just like when people establish relationships with others, they use names. After the names are their respective behaviors, and politeness is the best code of conduct." I tried to explain the meaning of politeness to Rachel.

"Then what should we do?" La Jie'er seemed confused.

"Don't use noisy ways to urge others to get up in the morning. Wait patiently for the other person and say good morning, which means the morning communication has begun." In order not to be woken up tomorrow, I focused on explaining morning politeness.

"Good morning?" La Jie'er tried to learn.

"At noon, everyone will eat together and communicate with each other, but when everyone is satisfied, it is time to say good afternoon, which means that the communication at noon is over." I thought about it, although it was not useful. It’s a lot, but it’s better to teach it.

"Then I'll wait until you finish saying good afternoon." La Jie'er thought for a moment.

"Your mind works pretty fast." I praised La Jie'er a little.

"Hey." La Jie'er seemed very satisfied with this compliment.

"At night, tired people who want to end the day and look forward to seeing you tomorrow will say good night, which means that the day's communication is over, but they are still looking forward to good morning tomorrow." I continued to introduce.

"It sounds like good night is almost the same as liking it." La Jie'er stopped her chopsticks and thought seriously.

"You can say that."

"Good afternoon then?" La Jie'er tried to learn how to use it.

"Well, good afternoon." I put away the dishes and prepared to take a rest after washing.

La Jie'er stayed with me but didn't speak.

"Why don't you go rest or talk?" I wondered why La Jie'er kept standing here.

"Didn't you say that we stopped communicating after saying good afternoon?" La Jie'er was a little angry.

"Yes, then you go and rest." I didn't understand.

"But I still want to stay with you." La Jie'er seemed a little angry.

"Okay, okay, good afternoon." I found that there was indeed a bug in what I taught.

"What do you mean good afternoon?"

"It just means we can communicate in the afternoon." I dismissed her while washing the dishes.

"Okay." La Jie'er seemed very happy.

It was night in a blink of an eye,

"Good night." La Jie'er, who had been looking forward to it all day, finally said this word.

"Good night." I was about to echo her.

"Let's go rescue your friend tomorrow." La Jie'er suddenly changed the subject.

Chapter 132 God’s grace is covered in dust

[November 2017, 10]

La Jie'er was obediently waiting for me to wake up early in the morning.

"Good morning." She greeted me excitedly after seeing me open my eyes.

"Good morning." I rubbed my eyes, seeming a little tired.

"It's okay, you can sleep a little longer." La Jie'er leaned on my shoulder obediently.

"You were obviously yelling at me before, asking me to get up and play with you. Why are you so obedient now?" I couldn't help but think to myself, could it be that learning some manners would make such a big difference? Sooner or later Levida would have to make up for it too. Take an etiquette lesson.

"It doesn't matter, I'm not afraid anymore. As long as I look at you like this, I'm very satisfied." La Jie'er looked at me in front of her, her crimson pupils unusually calm.

"Didn't you agree that you are going to rescue Brother Zhang today?" I lay on the bed and kept thinking about how Brother Zhang and Xiaoying were doing now.

"Then where are we going to rescue them?"

"Well, I'll check the news." I guessed that the person who captured them would definitely release news to attract me to find them.

Sure enough, there was one in the news in this city,

[The Affiliated Hospital of the Institute of Neurology in this city recently admitted two patients with suspected new types of neuropathy. They attacked passers-by in the street and bit people around them. The task force arrived at the scene and shot the man once in the leg, the woman in the arm, and the other with severe symptoms. The patient who was shot to death was a well-known person in the city.At present, the tendency of gangs to commit crimes cannot be ruled out, so citizens are asked to be careful. 】

The replies below the news are unsightly.

"This is their common technique, covering up the facts in controversial and entertaining news, muddying the water and letting the news out." I guess they did this to make ordinary people pay attention to Brother Cong's death. There are special conjectures.

"Will this affect our ability to rescue them?" La Jie'er turned her head and asked me.

"No, we are invited to go instead." I sighed, and I had to break into the dragon's den and the tiger's den.

So I took a taxi with La Jie'er and planned to go to this hospital to meet each other for a while with some trepidation.

After leaving the city, we went to the suburbs, then crossed the country road from the suburbs, and came to a place outside the farmland.

"Are all mental hospitals built in such remote places?" I looked at the muddy roads and weeds along the way.

"This place is nice and has a wide view, but the road is narrow and easy to defend and difficult to attack. In ancient times, it was a strategic route for war." The taxi driver started talking to us.

"You're quite familiar with me." I became wary of the driver.

"Hey, if my father-in-law didn't live nearby, who would be willing to send you here." The driver flicked the cigarette ashes out the window while driving.

"Aren't there other drivers here?" I asked him deliberately.

"It's too remote. There won't be any other drivers coming. But a mental hospital must be built in a place like this. Otherwise, what will happen if the patients run away and escape. I think there are still patients who occasionally escape here. There are several ambulances." The car and the black SUV drove out together to search for patients, oh, that posture." The driver said while shaking his head and taking a few puffs of cigarette.

"Are you familiar with the history here?" I planned to ask the driver if there was anything valuable.

"There is football history here. When I wore crotchless pants, this hospital was here." The driver said casually.

"But the mountains here seem to have moved inexplicably." The driver scratched his head again.

"Can we still walk up the mountain?" I looked curiously at the driver's confused look in the rearview mirror.

"When I was a child, I often went to climb that mountain and catch animals. Later, it was said that there were ferocious beasts on the mountain, so the forest was closed. When I grew up and came back, I saw that the whole mountain was different from what I remembered." The driver slurped. He took two puffs of cigarette and puffed out the window.

"Then you haven't gone up to see it again?"

"It's impossible to get up there. The people who live here have been demolished and moved away, and no one has repaired the roads. Only those who have the roads have roads, but there are no people and it becomes a barren mountain. However, occasionally helicopters fly past here and I don't know where they are going. It's very rare. It's strange." The driver was talking about what happened here recently while driving.

"It looks very strange here." I confirmed the driver's words.

"The strangest thing here is that the buses that originally came here are gone. I don't know if these mentally ill patients never have to go out or even see their families for the rest of their lives, or if the hospital has good benefits and even provides transportation to and from their families." The driver casually threw away the cigarette butt.

"Then you just run this route." I tried to joke with the driver.

"You're joking, brother, who would run here without any trouble? Flies usually don't fly here. If you go here specifically, you won't starve to death." The driver joked while making a sharp turn.

"Hey, we just arrived." The taxi driver stopped the car and pointed to the building in front.

"No, there's still some way to go." I looked at the muddy path in front of me.

"It's difficult to make a U-turn on the road ahead. I don't want to make a U-turn in the courtyard of a mental hospital." The taxi driver angrily rejected me.

"That's fine." I took La Jie'er out of the car and headed deep into the country road.

"Did you escape from here?" I suddenly asked La Jie'er out of curiosity.

"This is indeed very close to the place where I escaped, but it doesn't seem to be this place." La Jie'er looked at the surrounding mountains with some confusion.

"There may be more than one entrance and exit to this place. When the time comes to escape, be careful." I tried to guess the structure here.

Ever since I visited the underground city of the Human Self-Rescue Association,

I wouldn't be surprised if there are any strange buildings in this world.