"...Hope, worry, jealous trouble,
In the power and pain of love
I can't get the precious part,
Only get the chain. "
After reading this verse, the young man in front of him closed the book in his hand, and then glanced at the silent man next to him.After receiving a nod from the man, he turned and left, facing the person behind him and the darkness. The horrible house, there is no nostalgia and worry.
Qi Yuyang had never read Xue Qingnian's poem, but when he recalled this memory, Qi Yuyang suddenly remembered that this is Byron's poem, the last poem by Byron's life, and it is his masterpiece.
Qi Yuyang opened his eyes, and the surrounding environment was restored to a warm and bright real space.
Cheng Ran sat quietly and saw Qi Yuyang doing something. He raised his head: "How many have you remembered this time?"
Qi Yuyang lay on a chair and looked at the ceiling. He replied in a low voice: "On the fifth day, Xue Qing was holding a collection of poems. After a while, he read to me a selection of poems. I felt that he had read a long time. Time, but in fact, he only read two."
"This is normal. When the other senses are blocked and only the nerves and hearing are still working, time will be stretched infinitely by the brain's instinct."
Qi Yuyang sat up and rubbed his eyebrows. After a long time, he raised his head and looked at Cheng Ran, "Why do I remember so clearly."
Qi Yuyang can accurately distinguish when these memories happened, and even Xue Qing and Xue Xingfan's expressions can be remembered clearly. It is reasonable to say that six years have passed. Even if these memories are sealed, they should fade.
Cheng Ran lowered his head to record something, and replied without raising his head: "Because it is too painful." So I couldn't forget it.
It was because it was too painful that he could achieve such a good effect in controlling Qi Yuyang.
Qi Yuyang didn't answer any more. He stood up and wanted to leave. Cheng Ran snapped up the notebook and then stood up: "Wait, I want to ask you a question."
Qi Yuyang stopped and looked at Cheng Ran silently.
Chi Zhao thought that Qi Yuyang was still slowly recovering, but only remembered the seven or eight details, but did not connect all the contexts. In fact, there are very few things that Qi Yuyang has not thought of now. In the original treatment process, Cheng Ran fumbled for a long time before realizing that he was hypnotized. This time, when Qi Yuyang took the initiative to approach Cheng Ran, he had already informed the other party that he was kidnapped by Xue Xingfan. Xue Xingfan did what brand marks in his brain.
As a doctor, Cheng Ran must keep a secret for Qi Yuyang and cannot interfere with Qi Yuyang's decision. Therefore, after the initial shock, he did nothing. He didn't say what he shouldn't say or watch. Until now, this It was the first time he asked a question about Xue Qing.
"The reason why you don't want to retaliate against Xue Qing..." Cheng Ran asked slowly. He looked at Qi Yuyang's pupils and tried to dig out something he tried to hide from Qi Yuyang's calm surface. "Xue Qing knows?"
It was another incomparably sharp question. Every time Cheng Ran asked a question, he would be able to ask the most important point in a burst of blood.
Since requesting treatment again, Qi Yuyang has been very calm. Every time he recalls the painful details, he is only a little unable to adapt. Even so, he will force himself to adapt, and he will not walk out until he adapts well. Back to Xue Qing's side.
Obviously from the information provided by Qi Yuyang, he is the victim, and Xue Qing is the hidden perpetrator, but the victim is here to forbear in every possible way. Even if the hypnosis has been removed, he will no longer be dependent on Xue Qing. , But he still didn't want to hurt Xue Qing, and even considered Xue Qing wholeheartedly.
People who don't know may sigh, "It's a love affair," but Cheng Ran is not that easy to deceive.
Having been a psychiatrist for so many years and exposed to so many cases and patients, Cheng Ran's only experience is not to believe what you hear or what you see. It can drive people crazy and get mentally sick. The reason is far deeper and more complicated than he looks on the surface.
The office became quieter than before. It was already silent. After a few seconds, Qi Yuyang moved. He took two steps in Cheng Ran's direction. The distance between the two was half a meter. Qi Yuyang calmly watched Cheng. Ran: "As long as you know that my feelings for him have never changed, it's fine."
At this time, Qi Yuyang looked very dangerous. His eyes were too threatening. Cheng Ran instinctively wanted to escape. This feeling was very uncomfortable. Cheng Ran frowned subconsciously and heard Qi Yuyang say: "Doctor Cheng, remember Staying with your own identity, please also protect my sex, don't divulge a word. Anything that might cause Xue Qing to leave me..."
Qi Yuyang sank slightly, and said every word: "I won't let it go easily."
After that, Qi Yuyang turned and left. Cheng Ran didn't want to cause trouble, but he had to say something, and opened his mouth. In the end, he shouted to the door: "There are some things that you can't hide for a lifetime."
Qi Yuyang put his hand on the doorknob. The time he paused was too short to be noticeable. Soon, he unscrewed the door and walked out with his foot up.
After he left, Cheng Ran heavily threw the notebook onto the desk, and then sat back on his office chair depressed.
I knew I shouldn't take this business. It's fine now, maybe I'll be out of luck sometime. Although Qi Yuyang just said that if he dared to leak out, he would not let him go, but Cheng Ran had an intuition. With Qi Yuyang's suspicious character, he would be driven out of the city by Qi Yuyang without waiting for him to leak out. Maybe he will be driven out of this country.
...What is this called?
When Qi Yuyang drove home, Chi Zhaozheng squinted to calculate his current assets.
He was sitting on the edge of the small table in the guest room, holding a small green notebook in his hand, which is now full of numbers.
After a long time, Chi Zhao wondered: "Why do I count four times, the results of the four times are different?"
[Do you really rely on your own efforts to get into a prestigious university? ]
Hearing the suspicious tone of the system, Chi Zhao was very angry: "Of course! I'm a good student. I passed the first grade in math during the mock test!"
"It's just..." Chi Zhao was silent, looking at the various values on the notebook, "I haven't used it for so many years, it's unfamiliar."
Calculating it again, the effort paid off, Chi Zhao succeeded in getting the fifth different result.
...
In the end, Chi Zhao still used a calculator.
Seeing Chi Zhao sorting various properties into categories, the system couldn't help asking.
[What do you want to do? ]
"Can't see it?"
Chi Zhao answered very naturally: "I am arranging funeral affairs."
system:"..."
Xue Qing said that he was a star, but after he really counted all his fortunes, Chi Zhao found out that he didn't have much money, because he had spent most of the money, leaving only less than 3 million in deposits.
The rest is all kinds of movable and real estate, such as sports cars, houses, yachts, and small joint ventures with others, etc. Chi Zhao is going to sell these things that can be sold, but they can't be sold... and he tried to sell them all. .
This kind of operation of Chi Zhao has been done once before, but at that time Chi Zhao's identity was not a rich person, so it was processed in just two days. Thinking of the past, the system is clear.
[The money sold out should be left to Qi Yuyang, right? ]
Chi Zhao's eyes widened: "Why?!"
system:"..."
Chi Zhao said plausibly, "This is all Xue Qing's property. It was obtained by himself and by my hard work. He left it to Qi Yuyang for everything. He has a big family and does not lack such a small amount of money. The money is used where it can make a difference."
[...Where? ]
Chi Zhao thought for a while, "I don't know, I will go back to inquire, and see which charity foundation is less shady, so I can donate it to the foundation."
[You also know that the foundation is shady, so how come you donate it to them. "
Chi Zhao put away his notebook, he shrugged, "There is shady where there are people, and it can't be avoided everywhere. But at least, if the money is given to them, some of it will indeed fall into the hands of people in need, even if only A dollar is worth helping others."
The system sighs, the host is really a good person.
But why does it feel more desperate?
...
It is late autumn now, and you must wear a jacket when you go out. Chi Zhao walked to the cloakroom and took out a jacket. After putting it on, he took the car key.
[where to? ]
Chi Zhao replied as he walked out, "I contacted an agency yesterday and said that I want to sell the house, and today I have to give him the key to the house."
Xue Qing has only one real estate, that is, his old house. This house is in a very ordinary residential building. It has a good location and a school district house. So the house price is a bit more expensive. But in fact, the facilities in this community are not very good, plus some years, I am willing to buy it. People don't live by themselves, they just use it as an investment or as an account for their children.
It's hard to say, this city is so prosperous, who knows when it will be demolished one day.
Chi Zhao drove the car to the door of the house agency, passed the key along the window, and then quickly closed the window. The salesperson already knew that the homeowner was a star and signed a confidentiality agreement through the Internet. He quickly took the key, and then asked: "Then I will put your house up for sale now?"
Chi Zhao thought for a while. The people who watched the house probably wouldn't come over so early. He nodded, "Okay, I'll go there to clean up now. After an hour or two, you will take pictures."
"Okay."
Driving to the address of the house, Chi Zhao stood outside and looked up.
In fact, in the original memory of the original owner, he did not live here. At that time, his family was quite rich and lived in a three-story bungalow. Later, didn't know what happened. The money was gone and the house was sold. He and him Dad moved to such a small house less than 100 square meters.
Open the door, there is only some old furniture inside, there is no breath of life.
After strolling around, he didn't even see the picture of Zhang Xue Xingfan. When he went out, Chi Zhao paused. He stared at the height scales on the door panel, and was stunned.
This is the trace of Xue Qing's growth.
Each one is black handwriting, only two are red, and there is a label beside it. The handwriting is from an adult at first glance, maybe it was written by Xue Xingfan.
"Mom 162, Dad 179".
In the end, Xue Qing's height was still not higher than that of his father, and he stayed a little one or two centimeters shorter than his father.
...
Chi Zhao was silent, he called the system, "Tong, I'm a bit sentimental."
The system wiped out its own emotional analysis library, the same vicissitudes.
[Yes, me too. ]
"I don't know where Xue Xingfan died. Xue Qing didn't know his father was dead all his life, and he hadn't even seen his last side."
Chi Zhao sighed, and then asked: "By the way, where is Xue Qing's mother buried?"
Anyway, was idle and had nothing to do. Chi took a picture of the community, and then went to the address provided by the system, and came to this quiet and bleak cemetery. Chi Zhao walked a long way, and then found it in the depths of the cemetery. Tombstone of Xue Qing's mother.
Chi Zhao couldn't say what his mentality was. He was not their son. It's useless to come and see. However, it's better to take a look at him. He went to jail and waited for death. Do your filial piety for Xue Qing.
There were a lot of yellow leaves on the side of the tombstone. Chi Zhao cleaned everything close to the tombstone with his hands, then took off his coat, spread it on the ground, and sat on the coat.
It's around one o'clock in the afternoon, the hottest time of the day, and it's not that cold without wearing a jacket. Chi Zhao looked up at the woman who smiled brightly on the tombstone. Xue Qing and her looked real, almost a replica.
Looks like a very gentle person.
If my mother is still alive, it is estimated that this family tragedy will not happen.
Chi Zhao bent down and continued to clean up the dirt on the tombstone for Ciaran. No one had been here for many years. The cemetery was so dirty that the staff didn't clean it at all. Chi Zhao actually found one next to him. Packing bag for dry crispy noodles.
Picking up all the rubbish, Chi Zhao blinked, he was taken aback for a moment, and then stretched his hand into the gap between the tombstone and the base.
It took a long time for Chi Zhao to pick up this small piece of red paper. He stared for a long time before calling the system with certainty: "...how do I think this is a piece of real money? what?"
There are black burnt marks on the edge of this piece of paper. At first glance, it has been burnt. This is a cemetery. It is normal for someone to worship and burn paper money, but...this doesn't seem to be paper money? !
The system scanned it again, and suddenly mumbled. Looking at the texture, it is indeed different from the quality produced by Tiandi Bank...
Chi Zhao frowned for a long time, and then took out a one-hundred banknote from his pocket. He looked at it for a while and was shocked: "It's really real money, you touch it, even the braille pattern is the same! "
System: "..." Can it be touched!
This person and the system are all in deep thought. Someone will be so stupid... Is it burning real money as paper money?
While still thinking, the system suddenly screamed.
[Hurry up! Qi Yuyang is here! hidden! hidden! ]
Chi Zhao: "..."
How concealed he is, he is not a fighter!
Having said that, Chi Zhao quickly stuffed the small corner of the bill back into his pocket. Something went wrong, please refresh and try again.