Barry walked out of the ward, his phone still vibrating.
He looked down and saw it was Lucy: [Barry, are you coming soon? Herry keeps asking for you.]
Barry held the phone and paused. He turned toward the end of the hallway, where the iron gate had just closed.
After a long moment, he turned back and replied to Lucy's message: [I'm on my way.]
He walked out of the psychiatric hospital. The night wind blew against his face.
Barry got into his car but did not start the engine right away.
He thought of Kate's eyes just now, and an inexplicable panic rose in his chest.
And her words: [I regret saving you that year.]
If she hadn't dragged him out of the car during that accident, he would have burned to death on that road.
All these years, he had always thought she was his savior, a ble
