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When Lin Zhujin and Li Chenyin quarreled that day, Li Sichen covered his head in his bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

Why does this annoying spirit always make his father angry? Isn't his father not good enough to him?

If his father drives him out again, won't he cry again?Why doesn't this stupid fox have a long memory at all?

During his absence, my father talked less and less, sometimes staring at the phone repeatedly, in a daze, was he waiting for his news?

There will be no one else.

After I said such hurtful things to him that day, he didn't talk to me anymore, did he not want to pick him up and see him off at all, and he had to get along with himself because he cared about his father's mood?

Li Sichen's mind was in a mess, he couldn't even play online games with Tong Xinhao at home, his father was not at home for a whole day, and that stupid fox also went out, no one cared about him.

At 09:30 in the evening, there was still no one at home, and Li Sichen ate alone in the living room.

Going back to the house, he took out a small plane and controlled it to fly with the remote control. He stood in the yard and watched the plane flashing red in mid-air.He kept raising his head and backed away. He accidentally stepped on a smooth stone in the flower garden, slipped and fell to the ground.

When the butler saw it, he hurriedly asked someone to follow him to help him up, and tried to persuade him: "Young Master, it's getting late and it's too dark outside, so what if you bump into him accidentally..."

Li Sichen frowned and waved him away, impatiently: "I just bumped into each other, do you think anyone would care?" He stood up without patting the dirt on his body, and saw the remote control that fell beside him device, picked it up.

Look at your own plane in the sky again, there is no shadow of the plane.

Li Sichen saw that the last plane hit the window in his father's master bedroom. Looking at the half-open window, there was no one in the courtyard outside, so it probably fell by the window in his house.

Li Sichen ran into the house, went upstairs, opened the door of the master bedroom, bypassed the bed, and went to the window, but there was still nothing.

He had no choice but to lie down again to see if it had slipped under the bed, and then he remembered that the remote control was still in his hand, and whether it was under the bed or not, he could tell if it was there by operating it.

He knelt down on the ground, turned the direction stick on the remote control left and right, and heard the plane crashing under the bed.

Then there was the sound of something being knocked over.

Li Sichen put down the remote control and looked in, but he couldn't see clearly. Then he turned on the red light on the plane. Under the red light, he saw several white medicine bottles lying side by side under the bed.

He frowned, reached out to take out the medicine bottles, and read the words on them.

Whose medicine?

Father's?He is sick?

No way, if he was sick, he wouldn't hide it under the bed so covertly, it should be that stupid fox's, what sickness did he have and dared not let his father know?

Li Sichen took out the mobile phone in his pocket, and entered the font on the medicine in the search bar.

Then the words antidepressant drugs in a large piece of related information came into his eyes first.

Li Sichen's pupils shrank, depression?

What is depression?

Li Sichen scrolled down and saw related advertisements, as well as some personal inquiries. He skipped some words he didn't understand, and saw a netizen's psychological journey of restraining suicidal tendencies.

Li Sichen took a deep breath, committed suicide?

Would he want to die?

Such a person who is unscrupulous every day, with an indifferent smile on his face, who is doing nothing, doesn't want to live?

Why is he! ?

At this moment, he heard the sound of a car driving in, and the mobile phone in his hand fell to the ground with a "click".

Li Sichen hurriedly picked it up, closed the door of the master bedroom tightly, and ran downstairs.

Li Sichen saw Lin Zhujin being sent back by a strange man, he didn't know what happened, the hair on his forehead was wet, the circles of his eyes were red, it looked like he had cried, his eyes were a little dull.

The man looked about 30 or so, Li Sichen looked him up and down.

He greeted Li Sichen with a smile: "Hi, I'm Lin Zhujin's friend, he's not feeling well, I'll take him back."

"What happened to him!? You made him cry!?" Li Sichen raised his eyebrows and shouted.

Li Sichen stretched out his hand to push Lin Zhujin to bring him back to his senses, but he stretched out his hand halfway up, paused in the air again, and retracted it.

Li Zhen glanced at the time, Lin Zhusong had already called him three times.

He lowered his eyebrows and said politely: "I'll leave him to you. Let him rest well tonight. If you don't want to talk, don't bother him. I still have something to do, so I'll go first."

Li Sichen wanted to ask him to ask something, but when he saw Lin Zhujin's appearance, he stopped talking.

Seeing him sitting there dazed, with confused eyes, Li Sichen felt frightened, and first called him in a low voice: "Lin Zhujin..."

Lin Zhujin didn't answer, he continued to increase his voice, and pushed him again: "Speak! You are dumb, or stupid!"

Lin Zhujin's pupils slowly began to focus, and his eyes fell on Li Sichen, blinked, and responded: "Huh?"

"You...what's the matter with you..., have you cried..., who bullied you..." Li Sichen found that Lin Zhujin's body under his hands was cold, not even a bit warm , Obviously the temperature in the room should be more than 20 degrees.

But Li Sichen reached out to touch his forehead, and found that it was covered with cold sweat.

How could he be sweating so much, but his body was so cold?

Lin Zhujin suddenly raised his hand to stop Li Sichen's. His voice was hoarse: "I'm fine, I just have a little hypoglycemia." He seemed to be comforting him.

"Do you have any sugar?"

Li Sichen was taken aback for a moment, as if he had experienced a bit of struggle in his heart, and then he saw that Lin Zhujin's chest seemed to rise and fall very quickly, is he suffering from an illness?

What is hypoglycemia, can eating sugar cure depression?

Leaving it alone like this, he is going to die.

Li Sichen's mind was also in a mess, he had all kinds of messy thoughts, he was a little panicked unconsciously: "Don't die..., are you sick..., I didn't mess with you this time Let's go..." Li Sichen gritted his teeth, turned around and ran upstairs, returned to his room, opened the bottom corner of his bookcase, and opened the black box.

With a bit of embarrassment on his face, he picked up the candies.

He hoped that Lin Zhujin didn't find out at this time that the candies in his hand were actually exactly the same as the candies that Lin Zhujin was kicked out to hand to him to ask him if he likes candies.

In the end, when he took the candy and ran downstairs, he found that Lin Zhujin didn't know who was answering the phone. His face suddenly turned pale. When he stood up, his legs went limp, and he stood up with the sofa , went to the bathroom.

Lin Zhujin turned on the faucet in the bathroom, splashed cold water on his face with both hands, and after two or three times, he stared closely at the person with red eyes and bloodless face in the mirror.

He told himself to calm down, he must calm down at this time.

Don't think about anything else, Li Chenyin doesn't know what's going on now, who has the guts to touch Li Chenyin in this city? !

How many people can there be?

Lin Zhujin shook his hair and put it all back. He just learned the hidden story of what happened seven or eight years ago, and he didn't even have time to think about it. He was caught off guard by Tong Ke's phone call again. messed up.

Lin Zhujin opened the door of the bathroom and started to walk out, when he heard Li Sichen calling him from behind, asking him where he was going.He took a deep breath, and tried to pull out a conciliatory smile on his stiff face already frozen by cold water: "I'll pick up your father, you can rest at home first."

Lin Zhujin reached out and fumbled to get the car keys, and started to walk out. The butler was about to stop him, but he stopped him with his eyes.

Li Sichen was still yelling at the back, but Lin Zhujin couldn't hear anything.

Li Sichen chased him a few steps, and the sugar in his hand scattered all over the floor.

Seeing that Lin Zhujin had gotten into the car and started the car, and drove out, he looked at the stupefied butler angrily: "Why didn't you stop me just now! He looks like he wants to drive out! What the hell is it?" Big deal!"

It wasn't until late at night that the house was still empty. Recalling Lin Zhujin's words before he left, Li Sichen finally realized that something happened to his father.

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Chapter 42