I Really Am a Slag Shou!

"... hope, worry, jealousy,

Inside the power and pain of love

I ca n’t get the precious part,

Just get the chains. "

After reading this verse, the boy in front of him closed the book in his hand, and then glanced at the man who was always silent next to him. After getting a nod from the man, he turned and left. To the people behind him, and this dark and dark place In a horrible room, there is no half nostalgia and worry.

Qi Qingnian's poems have never been read by Qi Yuxi, but when recalling this memory, Qi Yuji suddenly remembered that this was Byron's poem, and also the last poem of Byron's life.

Qi Yuzhen opened his eyes, and the surrounding environment returned to a warm and bright space.

Cheng Ran sat quietly, seeing Qi Yu limping, he looked up: "How much do you think of this time?"

Qi Yuzhen lay on a chair and looked at the ceiling. He answered lowly: "On the fifth day, Xue Qing held a collection of poems and read me a selection of poems after a certain period of time. I felt that he had read a long time. Time, but in fact, he only read two. "

"It's normal. When the other senses are closed, and only the nerves and hearing are working, time will be stretched by the brain's instincts."

Qi Yuxi sat up, rubbing his eyebrows, and after a long time, he looked up to Cheng Ran: "Why are the contents I remember so clear."

Qi Yuzheng can accurately discern when these memories happened. Even Xue Qing and Xue Xingfan's expressions are clearly remembered. It is reasonable to say that six years have passed. Even if these memories are sealed up, they should fade.

Cheng Ran kept his head down and replied, "Because it was too painful." So I couldn't forget it.

It is also because it is too painful to obtain such a good effect on the manipulation of Qi Yuzheng.

Qi Yuzheng didn't answer any more. He stood up and wanted to leave, Cheng Ran snapped together the logbook, and then stood up: "Wait, I want to ask you a question."

Qi Yuxi stopped and looked at Cheng Ran silently.

Chi Zhao thought that Qi Yuzhang was still recovering slowly, but just remembered the details of 1987, but did not connect all the contexts. In fact, Qi Yuzhang has rarely thought of it now. During the original treatment process, Cheng Ran groped for a long time to understand that he was hypnotized. This time, when Qi Yuzheng actively sought Cheng Ran, he had informed the other party that he was abducted by Xue Xingfan. It was Xue Xingfan's imprint on the brain.

As a doctor, Cheng Ran must keep secrets for Qi Yuquan, and he cannot interfere with Qi Yuquan's decision. So after the initial shock, he did nothing. He should n’t say or say nothing. It was the first time he asked a question about Xue Qing.

"The reason you don't want to retaliate against Xue Qing ..." Cheng Ran asked slowly, looking at Qi Yuzhen's pupils, trying to dig out from Qi Yuzhen's calm surface, something he tried to hide, "Does Xue Qing know?"

It's a sharp question again. Every time Cheng Ran asks a question, he can ask the most important places for a while.

Since asking for treatment again, Qi Yuzhen has been very calm. Every time he recalls those painful details, he is at best just unable to adapt. Even so, he will force himself to adapt, and he will only get out of here when he is adapted. Back to Xue Qing.

Obviously from the information provided by Qi Yuzhang, he is the victim, Xue Qing is the perpetrator who is hidden from view, but the victim is here forbearance. Even if the hypnosis has been lifted, he will no longer rely on Xue Qing. However, he still didn't want to hurt Xue Qing, and even thought about Xue Qing wholeheartedly.

Those who didn't know might sigh "It's truly an emotion", but Cheng Ran wasn't so gullible.

After being a psychiatrist for so many years, and having come into contact with so many cases and patients, Cheng Ran's only experience is not to believe what he hears or believe what he sees. It can drive people crazy and mentally ill. The reason is much deeper and more complicated than he seems.

The office became quieter than before. It had reached the level of silence. After a few seconds, Qi Yu moved, and he took two steps in the direction of Cheng Ran. The distance between the two men was half a meter away. Qi Yuxi looked at Cheng calmly. Ran: "As long as you know, my feelings for him have never changed, and that's it."

At this time, Qi Yuzhen looked very dangerous. His eyes were too threatening. Cheng Ran instinctively wanted to escape. This feeling was very uncomfortable. Cheng Ran frowned subconsciously, and then heard Qi Yuzhen said: "Dr. Cheng, remember Keep your own identity, and also please protect my **, do not leak a word. Any factor that may make Xue Qing leave me ... "

Qi Yuxi sank slightly, saying the words, "I won't let it go easily."

After speaking, Qi Yuyi turned and left, Cheng Ran didn't want to get in trouble, but he had to say something, opened his mouth, and finally, he shouted to the door: "There are some things that you can't hide for a lifetime."

Qi Yuyi put his hand on the doorknob. His pause was too short to be noticeable. Soon, he opened the door and walked out.

After he left, Cheng Ran slammed the notebook onto the table, and then sat back depressed in the office chair.

I knew I shouldn't have taken this business, but now it's okay. Maybe I'm going to be bad. Although Qi Yuyi just said that if he dared to leak out, he would not let him go, but Cheng Ran had an intuition. With Qi Yuyi's suspicious personality, he would be driven out of the city by Qi Yuyi, without saying that Maybe even get kicked out of this country.

... What's this all about?

When Qi Yuzhang drove home, Chi Zhaozheng focused on calculating his current assets.

He was sitting at the little table in the guest room, holding a small green book in his hand, and now the book was filled with various numbers.

For a long time, Chi Zhao wondered: "Why did I count four times, and the results were different?"

[Did you really enter the prestigious university by your own efforts? 】

Hearing the suspicious tone of the system, Chi Zhao was very angry: "Of course! I'm a good student. I also passed the first grade in math when I took the mock test!"

"It's just ..." Chi Zhao silently, looking at the various values ​​on the book, "I haven't used it for so many years and I'm rusty."

Doing it again, Kung Fu is worth the effort, and Chi Zhao succeeded in reaching a fifth different result.

...

In the end, Chi Zhao was still poor and used a calculator.

Looking at Chi Zhao's classification of various properties, the system couldn't help asking.

[What do you want to do? 】

"I can't see this?"

Chi Zhao answered very naturally: "I'm planning a funeral."

system:"……"

Xue Qing is a star, but after really calculating all the properties, Chi Zhao found that he didn't have much money, because most of the money had been spent by him, leaving less than three million deposits.

The rest are all kinds of movable real estate, such as sports cars, houses, yachts, and small businesses that are joint ventures with others, etc. Chi Zhao plans to sell these things that can be sold, but not those that can be sold. .

This kind of operation of the pool photo has been done once before, but at that time, the identity of the pool photo was not a rich person, so it had been dealt with in two days, and the system became clear when I thought about the past.

[The sold-out money should be left to Qi Yuzhen? 】

Chi Zhao's eyes widened: "Why ?!"

system:"……"

Chi Zhen said, "It's all Xue Qing's property. He and I have worked hard to get everything. It's left to Qi Yuyi. His family has a great career and he doesn't lack such money. I want to put This money is used where it works. "

【……Where? 】

Chi Zhao thought for a while, "I don't know. I will go back and inquire about it, and see which charity foundation has less shady, so donate to the foundation."

[You also know that foundations are shady, so why do n’t you donate to them. "

Chi Zhao put away the small book, and he shrugged, "Somewhere there is a black screen, and it can't be avoided anywhere. But at least, the money is given to them, and indeed some of it will fall into the hands of those in need, even if only A dollar is used to help others, and it's worth it. "

The system sighs, the host is really a good person.

But why does it feel even more desperate?

...

It's late autumn, and you must wear a jacket when you go out. Chi Zhao went to the cloakroom, took out a jacket, and put on the car key.

【where to? 】

As Chi Zhao went out, he replied, "I contacted an agent yesterday and said that he wanted to sell the house, and today he had to give him the keys to the house."

There is only one real estate in Xue Qing, the old house in his house. This house is in a very ordinary residential building. It is in a good location and is a school district house, so the house price is a little bit more expensive, but in fact the facilities in this district are not very good, plus some years, I am willing to buy it. None of them live on their own, but only for investment or account registration for children.

I'm not sure, this city is so prosperous, who knows which day, it will be demolished.

Chi Zhao drove the car to the door of the house agent, handed out the key along the window slit, and then quickly closed the window slit. The salesperson already knew the homeowner was a star, and also signed a confidentiality agreement through the Internet. He quickly took the key and asked, "So I'm listing your house for sale now?"

Chi Zhao thought about it, and the house-watcher shouldn't be here so early. He nodded. "Okay, I'll go over there now to pack up. After an hour or two, you can take a picture."

"Okay."

Drive 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 n’t live here. At that time, his family was quite rich. He lived in a small three-story bungalow. Later, I do n’t know what happened. The money was gone and the house was sold. He and he Dad lived in such a small house less than a hundred square meters.

Open the door, there is only some old furniture inside, there is no trace of life.

After strolling around, he didn't even see Zhang Xingfan's photos. When he went out, Chi Zhao stepped. He looked at the height scales on the door panel, and couldn't help but hesitated.

This is the trace of Xue Qing's growth.

Each of them is black handwriting, only two of them are red, and a note is written next to it. The handwriting is adult's at first glance, maybe Xue Xingfan wrote it.

"Mom 162, Dad 179."

In the end, Xue Qing was still not taller than her father, staying a little one or two centimeters shorter than her father.

...

Chi Zhao silently, he called out the system, "Tong, I'm a little sentimental."

The system wiped out its own database of sentiment analysis, which is also vicissitudes.

【Yes, me too. 】

"I don't know where Xue Xingfan died. Xue Qing never knew that his father was dead. He never even saw his last side."

Chi Zhao sighed, and then asked, "Well, where is Xue Qing's mother buried?"

Anyway, nothing to do, Chi Zhao out of this community, and then went to the address provided by the system, came to this quiet and sorrowful cemetery, Chi Zhao walked a long way, and then found it deep in the cemetery Tombstone of Xue Qing's mother.

Chi Zhao also said that he was not in a good mood. He was not their son, and it was useless to visit him. However, it was better to take a look than to not look at him. He rushed to prison and died, taking a look. Filial piety for Xue Qing.

A lot of yellow leaves fell on the side of the tombstone. Chi Zhao cleaned the place closer to the tombstone by hand, then took off his coat, spread it on the ground, and sat on the coat.

It's more than one o'clock in the afternoon. At the hottest part of the day, it's not so cold without wearing a coat. Chi Zhao looked up at the woman smiling brightly on the tombstone. Xue Qing and her looked really like each other, almost a replica.

It looks like a very gentle person.

If the mother is still alive, it is estimated that this tragedy will not happen.

Chi Zhao stooped down and continued to clean up the dirty things on the tombstone for Xia Lan. No one has been here for many years. The place is dirty, and the staff of the cemetery did not clean it at all. Chi Zhao actually found it nearby. A bag of crispy noodles.

Picking up the rubbish, Chi Zhao blinked, he took a moment, then reached 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 at it for a long time before he was afraid to call the system: "... how do I think this is real money? what?"

There are black burnt marks on the edge of this piece of paper. It was burned at a glance. This is the cemetery. It is normal for someone to worship the burnt paper money, but ... this one doesn't seem to be paper money? !!

The system scanned it again, and suddenly muttered, looking at the texture, it was indeed not the same quality as produced by Tiandi Bank ...

Chi Zhao frowned for a long time, then took out a hundred banknotes from his pocket, and looked at it for a while, shocked: "It's really real money, you touch it, even the Braille pattern is the same!" "

System: "..." Can it feel it!

This time, people and systems are lost in thought. Some people will be so stupid ... Did you burn real money as paper money?

While still thinking, the system suddenly called out.

【Hurry up! Qi Yu's here! hidden! hidden! 】

Chi Zhao: "..."

How concealed he is not a fighter!

That being said, Chi Zhao quickly shoved the small horn bill back into his pocket. 2k novel reading network