The waving mother clapped her hands, and then said to Lin Mo: "Romi, it's time for you to go."

Lin Mo's heart twitched and he nodded.

He found the place with the white doll painted on it, stood on the edge, and then told Nie Hong that he could leave the asylum by jumping down from here.

Nie Hong nodded: "I'll wait for you outside."

After saying that, he jumped down without hesitation.

In the blink of an eye, Nie Hong's figure disappeared into the darkness.

"This little girl really trusts you. If you ask her to dance, she will dance. It's great to have such a friend." Mom said jokingly.

Lin Mo could no longer laugh at this time.

"I'll leave later."

As a mental patient, Lin Mo could feel that there was only a little mental energy left on the paper bag's head, but it would not disappear for at least a few minutes.

He wanted to wait until the last moment.

"Let's go, mom wants to see you leave the asylum safely."

"But I..."

Before Lin Mo could finish speaking, he suddenly felt someone push him.

Suddenly he fell from the roof of the building.

The moment he fell, he saw three family members on the roof. His mother and sister were waving goodbye, and even his father was standing beside him waving.

"Dad must have pushed me just now."

This thought flashed through Lin Mo's mind, and the next moment, he felt himself falling to the ground.

Looking up again, I found myself standing on a beach.

In front of me is the sea connected with darkness.

Faintly, there seems to be an island in the distance.

Nie Hong stood not far away, looked at Lin Mo, and said: "Your paper bag head..."

Lin Mo hurriedly reached out and touched it.

Gone.

Sure enough, it's gone.

Not only is there no physical object, not even a trace of spiritual power remains.
Chapter completed!