Hongdan Village.

The dilapidated civilian building was filled with the smell of alcohol.

"How dare you come back, little bitch!"

The drunken man slapped the girl hard on the face.

Ning Yueqi was hit so hard that she lost her balance and fell to the ground.

Men still think it’s not enough.

He pulled out his belt and was about to hit Ning Yueqi.

"You fight."

Ning Yueqi screamed angrily, "Just like when I beat my mom and sister away!"

If it wasn't for coming back to get something.

There was no way she could go back to this home that didn't feel like home at all.

Zhou Zhenguo was stunned.

His face was filled with anger and he grabbed Ning Yueqi's hair.

"You are just like your mother, a little bitch. It's natural for a man to beat a woman. What's wrong with that? Where's the money? You've been out fooling around for so long, and you didn't get a penny back?"

"no!"

Ning Yueqi endured the pain.

"I went abroad to study, and I earned my tuition by myself. Where would I get the money to buy you drinks?"

"I don't believe it!"

Zhou Zhenguo was drunk and started rummaging through Ning Yueqi's bag.

Fortunately, she had hidden the valuables long ago.

Zhou Zhenguo only found a few hundred yuan in the bag.

His eyes sparkled: "Next time if you don't hand over the money, I'll beat you to death!"

He cursed and left the house with unsteady steps.

Ning Yueqi's hair was messy.

Dirt on the floor.

It stained her skirt, and she wiped the dirt off her body with disgust.

Finally he stood up and went to the innermost room.

She walked to the closet and took out a slightly yellowed photo album from the bottom.

Open the photo album.

There were several letters inside, written in childish handwriting.

She pulled out a few more photos. The first one was of a girl with a neat ponytail, sitting on the steps of a sycamore tree in the orphanage, smiling happily at the camera.

Next to her, there was a boy standing.

The boy was wearing a black short-sleeved shirt and ripped jeans. Although he was young, one could tell he had handsome features.

He stared at the camera expressionlessly.

Born with a halo.

Ning Yueqi turned the photo over and saw four words written on the back.

【Yueqi, Shian】

She put the photo away.

Reveal the next photo.

They were two girls, only four or five years old, held in their parents' arms.

Two girls, one wearing a pink dress.

One in yellow.

The two men look almost identical.

Ning Yueqi stroked the photo with her fingers, her eyes full of bitterness and mockery: "Sister, look, Shen Shian is not that good to you. Didn't you say that he is the best person in the world to you?"

The girl in the photo was still looking at her with a smile on her face.

"Sister, you are so lucky. You have helped me so many times. This time, please help me again."

Ning Yueqi seemed to have made up her mind.

Take those photos and the letters.

I packed everything into the bag and finally pulled the suitcase out of the house resolutely.

Zhou Zhenguo hasn't come back yet.

She stood at the door, thinking about the torture she had endured over the years.

Back into the house.

Soon after she came out again.

It was originally a house built with mud and wood.

A fire broke out instantly...

*

Song Qingyu took Yang Youyou to the outside of the psychological clinic.

Ryan Psychological Clinic.

It looks quite shabby from the outside, and must have been open for many years.

She also investigated outside.

Although this psychological clinic is old, it has always been doing good business.

There is only one doctor.

I heard that he just came back from studying abroad.

"Wait for me outside. I have something to do inside."

Song Qingyu said.

Yang Youyou nodded boredly: "Okay, but let me make it clear first, you can't tell Brother Mo Yan, otherwise-"

She shook her fist.

Song Qingyu laughed: "I know."

Does she still need to tell the secret?

With Chi Moyan's brain.

It would probably only take a few minutes to find the whereabouts of this young lady.

What's more, Chi Moyan had already seen her last time.

Song Qingyu didn't expose it either.

I walked into the clinic with the medical records.

"Hello, is this Doctor Wu?"

She stood at the door and knocked on the glass door.

Compared to the old exterior, the facilities and decoration inside the clinic are surprisingly good.

A woman sits behind a desk.

Hearing the voice, she raised her head and walked over: "Is it Miss Song?"

"Ah."

Song Qingyu nodded.

She had already made an appointment online in advance, so it was not surprising that the other party recognized her.

It’s this Doctor Wu.

She was more beautiful than she had imagined, wearing gold-rimmed glasses and looking very bookish.

You can't tell at all that she's already in her forties.

"sit down."

Wu Yang poured a glass of water for Song Qingyu and motioned for her to sit down.

"Young people are under a lot of pressure nowadays. What's wrong with you, Miss Song?"

Song Qingyu took a sip of water and put it aside.

He took out the medical records from his bag and handed them over.

Wu Yang was stunned, took it and flipped through a few pages.

"Who are you to Miss Li Sutong?"

Li Sutong is my mother’s name.

"These are the diagnosis certificates from almost ten years ago. They are well preserved. Is Miss Li your family member?"

He is indeed a psychiatrist.

It's so quick to guess her identity.

"It's my mother."

Song Qingyu did not hide it either.

"To be honest, my mother passed away a long time ago. She was not in good health before she died. Many people said she committed suicide. I found this at home, so I wanted to confirm it to make myself feel better."

She looked lost.

Very convincing.

Wu Yang understood.

He walked to the filing cabinet and took out the file bag.

"I was very impressed by your mother. She was very beautiful, and you looked a lot like her. I was surprised when she came to see me for treatment."

Then he smiled again.

Explained: "She is rich and successful in her career. Logically speaking, with such a life, few people would be unhappy."

"and then?"

Song Qingyu clenched her hands unconsciously.

"After talking to your mother a few times, I found out that she was suffering from physical depression. You know, some people suffer from psychological illness in the later stages, while others suffer from physical illness. I suggested that your mother go see a doctor, but she was unwilling to do so."

Song Qingyu listened to her.

While opening the file bag.

Just like Wu Yang said, my mother does have depression.

And the time is not short.

And she.

Never discovered it.

"Is my mother coming alone?"

Song Qingyu asked.

Wu Yang shook his head: "No, the man who accompanied her at that time was a man named Gan. At that time, by chance, I heard your mother begging him to keep this secret..."

sweet?

That must be Gan Leng.

It seems that these diagnostic proofs are indeed true.

Could it be my mother's death?

Is it really because of her?

"thank you, I know now."

Song Qingyu asked, "Can I take the file with me?"

"can."

Wu Yang understood her feelings.

"Your condolences."

"Thank you."

Wu Yang sent Song Qingyu to the door. As she watched the slender figure disappear, her eyes became dim.

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