Julian's crying and shouting echoed in the moonlit room, and Jane Na stood quietly at the door, not daring to take a step forward.
She was afraid that when she walked in, she would find that this was not a nightmare, but a reality.
After a while, Jane Na closed her eyes and gritted her teeth into the room that was both Julian's bedroom, as well as the living room, kitchen, and dining room.
She squatted beside her brother, did not stop him from crying, and did not touch him who was frightened, but said softly:
"We don't have much debt, we lost our current job, we can find another one, don't worry......
"You have enough foundation, there must be other masters who are willing to accept you......
"What my mother wants to see is that you and I can live a better life, instead of blaming ourselves......"
Jane repeated these words over and over again, until the collapsed Julian was exhausted and his body gradually weakened, leaning against the wall by the window, and fell asleep.
He was finally quiet.
Looking at her brother, whose expression gradually stretched and was no longer so frightened and painful, Jian Na exhaled silently, and the tears in her eyes lost their floodgates and kept dripping down.
After crying silently for a while, she stood up, walked to Julian's bedside, picked up the quilt, and gently covered her brother who was sleeping against the wall.
After all this, she shuffled back to the room inside, which belonged to her and her mother Ellotti.
Jane Na lay down, her empty eyes open, staring blankly at the dim ceiling with a little moonlight.
From time to time, she recalled the words her mother had said, but she could no longer convince herself.
Perhaps, except for a very few lucky people, darkness is the main theme of life, and light is only an occasional embellishment.
Janna suddenly grabbed her mother's pillow and covered her face, and her body reacted with all kinds of reactions when she choked.
Why, why is it always dark, there is no light?
When will the sun rise again?
I don't know what time it was, and Jane fell asleep.
She was awakened by the movement outside.
She turned over and sat up, rubbed her swollen eyes, and hurried out of the room.
What caught her eye was Julian baking slices of bread.
He no longer had the collapse and mental disorder of last night, and was focused on what he was doing.
Jianna's lips moved for a few seconds, but finally what came out was a daily greeting:
"You woke up so early?"
Julian replied slightly dullly:
"I didn't eat dinner yesterday and woke up hungry.
"Wait a little longer, the toast will be ready soon."
Seeing her brother's condition, Jian Na not only did not relax, but became more and more worried.
If Julian was still in a state of nervous breakdown and crying like last night, although she would be uncomfortable, depressed, and desperate, she would not be afraid.
She will take her brother to see Franka in a forced way and ask her to quickly find a real "psychiatrist" to provide treatment.
And now, she wasn't sure if Julian had really eased up, or if it was just that the appearance seemed normal.
If some problems are not solved, they will remain in your heart, and when they break out again, they are likely to become fatal!
Jian Na was afraid that she had just finished breakfast when she saw her brother commit suicide by jumping off the building while she was not paying attention.
She observed Julian carefully for a while, feeling that the hysterical collapse was indeed gone, but she should not have really returned to normal mentally.
When Julian was making breakfast by himself, he was agile and quick-witted, and there was no problem, but once he communicated verbally, he would be dull, dull, and slow to react.
This made Jane more and more convinced that her brother had suppressed those collapses and abnormalities to the bottom of his heart, along with his thoughts and souls.
Shout...... I still have to find a real "psychiatrist"...... Another layer of fog rose in front of Jian Na's eyes.
Before long, Julian baked the slices of bread and went to the street vendor to buy a can of milk that was still fresh.
Jian Na was eating breakfast tastelessly, while pretending to look at her brother casually and said:
"I had insomnia last night, I was very depressed, I want to see a psychiatrist, you seem to be the same, do you want to be together?"
Julian replied after two seconds:
"I'm going to find a job."
Once again, a strong sadness welled up in Jana's heart.
My brother didn't even question going to a "psychiatrist".
People living in this neighborhood are reluctant to even go to a clinic to find a doctor, let alone visit a "psychiatrist" because they are not in good spirits.
Most of them don't know about the profession of "psychiatrist" and don't feel that they have psychological problems.
Thinking that a real "psychiatrist" might have to make an appointment, Jian Na didn't force it, thought for a while, and said in an encouraging tone:
"I think you should choose your employer and master well this time, it's normal to not be able to find a job for three or five days, it may take a week or two, or even a month or two.
"At that time, both of us will have income, maybe we can pay off the remaining debts within this year, if I rely on me alone, it will definitely not work, the income of underground singers is not stable, I don't know when I will not be liked."
On the other hand, she emphasized his importance, saying that only his sister could not support him, making him feel that he was still very useful, relying on responsibility to maintain his will to survive and prevent him from committing suicide suddenly.
Jane, who had never considered these details before yesterday, was unconsciously thinking about similar questions today.
After stabilizing Julian's state repeatedly, she watched her brother go out to the factory gathering place in the botanical garden to look for opportunities.
After resting for a while, Jane still left 17 Rue Pasteur a little tired and walked towards Rue Saint-Ger, which was not far away.
She was going to walk slowly to White Coat Street, just as Franka got up and asked her to help make an appointment with a real "psychiatrist".
As she passed the intersection in a daze, Jian Na's eyes swept empty, and she saw a news article published in a newspaper in the newsstand on the side:
"Congressman Yuge. Artois emphasized the need to deal with the Goodville chemical plant explosion fairly."
Jian Na was attracted by those words, and instinctively walked over, picked up the newspaper, and quickly browsed the news:
「…… Newly elected member of parliament Huge. Artois believes that factory owners cannot be slandered because of an accident, nor can factory owners who provide a large number of jobs and taxes for the country not be able to afford even an accident and want to seek bankruptcy, which will lead to a large number of bankruptcies, a large number of unemployment, and a new round of protests and turmoil.
"Yuge. Artois said he will not forget the injured and dead in the explosion, and will seek to establish a new public welfare fund to help factory owners bear part of the accident compensation, so that the factory can continue to operate, and those responsible in the accident can atone for their sins with more jobs and taxes.
"He also said he would introduce a bill in Congress to create a better environment for entrepreneurs, including simpler dismissal of unqualified workers and staff, and more reasonable accident compensation......"
Seeing this, Jian Na's shoulders suddenly shook.
She let out a laugh, her body trembling with laughter for a long time.
After a while, she put down the newspaper and moved on.
Before she knew it, Jane had walked to Rue Saint-Gers and to the Goodville chemical plant, which had been mostly in ruins.
Looking at the extremely broken metal can, she once again recalled her mother Elodie.
Every time she walks into the factory facing that iconic thing.
A few minutes later, Jane Na's slightly blurred vision reflected a face that was a little familiar in the unfamiliar.
It was a woman in an old dress, and she said to Jane:
"Hurry up, go to Market Avenue, that congressman is going to hold a condolence banquet and invite us to participate, maybe we can win something!"
"Condolence banquet?" Jian Na asked blankly.
The woman nodded quickly:
"Yes! Didn't your mother also get injured in the explosion? Don't you remember, we met in the ward?
"Two quarters of an hour ago, that councilor went to the hospital, and there will be another condolence banquet later!"
"Yuge. Artois?" Jian Na asked subconsciously.
"Yes, yes, that's the name." The woman took Jana's arm and rushed to the congressman's office on Market Avenue with her, who was still a little confused.
After more than half an hour, the two came to the earthy yellow four-story building.
Many people who belong to the poor at first glance are queuing up for inspection and entering the hall.
Janna was wearing the plain gray-blue dress today, and her hair was naturally draped and unadorned.
She lined up at the back of the line and moved forward little by little.
Nearly a quarter of an hour passed, and it was finally her turn.
A woman in a dark blue uniform started at her head and went all the way to her boots.
After confirming that she was not carrying dangerous items, she was asked to register, prove her identity, and then enter the banquet hall.
…………
Golden Rooster Hotel, room 207.
Lumian looked at Franka who appeared at the door and said with a slight surprise:
"It's also early today."
Franka was still dressed in a women's shirt, light-colored breeches, and red boots, but she had changed her set.
She said with a "huh":
"Aren't I worried? I'm afraid that you and Jian Na will agree well on the surface, so you will turn around and assassinate the parliamentary secretary Ronne."
"In your heart, am I such a reckless person?" Lumian asked rhetorically.
"Yes." Franka replied without any hesitation.
She even wanted to add the word "most" to describe it, but after remembering a "furious people" she met in a seaside town, she felt that Lumian was not enough.
She breathed a sigh of relief and said:
"Since you haven't been impulsive yet, there should be no problem on Jana's side, I'm going to go see her and see if she needs help at home."
As soon as Franka finished speaking, a burst of rapid footsteps came up from downstairs and went straight to this side.
Lumian and Franka, who were standing at the door, looked sideways and saw Jana, who was wearing a plain gray-blue dress and disheveled hair, rushed over with an anxious expression, and said with a sobbing expression:
"My brother, my brother is crazy! He's become a madman......"
(End of this chapter)