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Yu Xiaoqin's face had a more normal expression.

I didn't rush her, and after waiting for ten minutes, I saw a little change in her expression.

She looked at me uneasily, "I, I don't know... those years, those years, I..."

"Don't worry, think about it carefully. How many times have you fallen asleep? Were they always in phone booths?" I guided Yu Xiaoqin to think.

Yu Xiaoqin frowned, "I don't know, I don't know..." She held her head, "I can't remember. It's been many years... I don't know what these years have been... my family, my family!"

She suddenly sat up straight, holding the wedding photo, eager to get off the bed.

Yu Xiaoqin was like a person waking up from a big dream... to be more precise, she was a vegetative person who had been comatose for many years and suddenly woke up. She seemed to have just realized that she not only had her deceased husband, but also other relatives. It was only at this moment that she remembered that she had lived in a hazy state for these years without leaving any memory in her brain.

"My home..." Yu Xiaoqin stood up in a daze.

I held her swaying body and sighed in my heart.

"Do you know your family's contact information?" Fatty asked.

Yu Xiaoqin turned her head as if looking for something.

"Mobile phone?" the thin man asked.

There are no extra items in the room and no appliances in sight. There is no kitchen or bathroom here, so cooking should be done on the induction cooker on the table. Pots, bowls and chopsticks were all placed on the table, and the number was pitiful.

"Do you remember the phone number?" I asked, taking out my cell phone.

Yu Xiaoqin nodded vigorously.

I handed my phone to Yu Xiaoqin.

She aired the number less skillfully.

When the call was dialed, the expression on Yu Xiaoqin's face changed again and again. Her eyes suddenly went blank.

I easily snatched the phone from her hand.

There is a system beep on the other end of the phone.

"Empty number." I pressed the phone, dialed Fu Ying, and explained the current situation.

Fu Ying should be off work now, but he seemed prepared and said he would contact Yu Xiaoqin's family immediately.

The fat man helped Yu Xiaoqin sit down.

She almost collapsed on the bed. She covered her face, her hands shaking.

I felt she was crying, but I didn't hear the crying or see the tears.

Not long after waiting, I received an unfamiliar phone call.

The voice on the other end of the phone was that of a woman. She sounded middle-aged, her voice was deep, and her mood was indescribably depressed.

"Hello..." I introduced Yu Xiaoqin's situation. She was silent for a while before agreeing to come over immediately.

After hanging up the phone, I turned around and saw that Yu Xiaoqin was no longer shaking. However, she was lifeless, as if her soul had been sucked out all of a sudden. It was different from the empty state before. This time she was completely unconscious. She was not thinking about anything, not even her husband.

The three of us called home and said we would be home late, and we also made an explanation to Wu Ling and Chen Xiaoqiu.

This matter about Yu Xiaoqin will probably cost us a lot of time and energy.

It is impossible for Yu Xiaoqin in this state to provide us with clues to the phone booth. I now hope that after meeting her family, Yu Xiaoqin will become stronger and cooperate with me to find out what happened with the phone booth and eliminate it.

An hour passed like this.

We asked Yu Xiaoqin if she wanted to eat, but she turned into that sculpture again and ignored us.

Some neighbors had already returned, and there was a strange smell of oil smoke floating in the building. The smell of various foods was mixed together. It did not arouse people's appetite, but made people feel nauseated.

No one spoke in the room, and the three of us stood still.

When someone knocked on the door, we all perked up.

Yu Xiaoqin was a little scared and looked at the door expectantly.

Because the sound insulation in the building is very poor, I don't know if the knock on the door is from our side.

The thin man opened the door, and we felt relieved to see the person standing outside.

She was a woman with regular features, a straight face, and deep nasolabial wrinkles on her face. The crow's feet at the corners of her eyes and saggy cheeks showed that she was no longer young. Although she had dyed black hair, was dressed fashionably, and was in good spirits, she still showed a bit of the fatigue of an elderly person.

Behind her was a young man, tall and with the same face shape as a woman.

The same face shape of mother and son is also reflected on Yu Xiaoqin's face.

The thin man invited them in.

The woman greeted us seriously, her nerves were tense, and she did not even look at Yu Xiaoqin.

After we introduced each other, we found out that this woman's surname was Tang and she was Yu Xiaoqin's aunt.

"Auntie..." Yu Xiaoqin called out softly.

Tang Wen then looked at Yu Xiaoqin. She walked over and raised her hand.

With a snap, the slap fell.

Yu Xiaoqin was hit and turned away.

Despite this, she didn't cry out in pain or even react.

"You still know me! You still know me! I thought you threw us all away! When your man died, you threw away the others! OK, you! You are really capable! Your mother will do it for you After worrying about it all my life, you did this to her! Do you know what she said to me when she died?" Tang Wen's emotions reached the peak, and her eyes were filled with tears.

Yu Xiaoqin trembled slightly and looked at Tang Wen in retreat.

"Oh, you don't even know your mother is dead! Do you know your father is dead, and your mother is dead! They were hospitalized, and the neighbors called the ambulance! The hospital contacted us, and we gave them death treatment! Luo We did the funeral too! What were you doing when I was looking for you?" Tears welled up in Tang Wen's eyes and she reached out and snatched the photo from Yu Xiaoqin's hand.

Yu Xiaoqin subconsciously stretched out her hand, trying to snatch the photo back.

She took a step slower.

Tang Wen slapped the photo on Yu Xiaoqin's face and tore it into pieces, "You are crying for your man! You have been crying for your man for twenty years! I have been looking for your man for twenty years! Have you found it? Ah? You have found it. He’s dead! Where did you find him?”

The torn photo fell on Yu Xiaoqin's lap and then to the ground.

The half with Yu Xiaoqin's face turned over, and the half with her husband's face facing up. The man in the photo had a stiff smile and looked nervous, but his hand on his lap held Yu Xiaoqin's hand tightly.

Yu Xiaoqin's tears fell, "I know, I know he is dead..."

Tang Wen gasped. Her son stepped forward and supported her.

"I'm sorry. This matter about my sister..." He looked at us and then at the two women.

"Well...Ms. Yu must have been stimulated, so these years..." I said.

"She is crazy! Crazy! She has been crazy for a long time!" Tang Wen became excited again, "She has been crazy since she received that phone call! She received a call from someone on the side of the road and recognized the person. Her brain was not normal at that time! I had already asked my sister to take her to the hospital! They couldn’t bear it! It was better now! Their daughter was ruined and they couldn’t live in peace! "