Great detective, your wife is jealous again! GL

Chu Shi'an seemed to have changed.

Her change was not very obvious, but An Shijin noticed it very quickly.

Although Chu Shi'an has never been very talkative, she has become more silent these days.

In the past, when he was free and the weather was nice, Chu Shi'an liked to sit in the yard with a teacup and bask in the sun, but now.

No matter how sunny the sun is, no matter how bright and beautiful the flowers and plants in the yard bloom, Chu Shi'an is unwilling to go out again.

She just stayed in her own room most of the time, but she did nothing, she didn't read a book or flip through files, she just sat by the window in a daze.

She didn't even go downstairs anymore, and curled up in the corner of the room every day.

It's not that An Shijin didn't ask why, she asked Chu Shian anxiously more than once.

But Chu Shi'an didn't want to say anything, her eyes just passed through An Shijin, and fell on other places, as if the An Shijin in front of her didn't exist at all.

Reminiscent of Chu Shian's strange behavior and expression that he accidentally showed in the hospital that day, and his current mental state, An Shijin suddenly had a bad guess in his heart.

An Shijin walked out of the kitchen. She was wearing loose house clothes, carrying the soup she had just cooked, and walked upstairs cautiously.

An Shijin had no doubt that if he hadn't been here to accompany Chu Shian, Chu Shian would definitely not eat or drink all the time.

Chu Shian's sudden change came so fast, so people were caught off guard.

The door was open, and the air was thick with the smell of smoke.

It was sunny outside, but the curtains in the room were tightly drawn to prevent any light from coming in.

The room was a bit dark, and all I could see was the lingering smoke and the pungent smell of smoke.

Chu Shi'an sat on the sofa with her back to An Shijin, her face was pale and indifferent, she stared ahead, the cigarette between her fingers seemed to have not taken a puff, the cigarette was burning to the end, but the long ashes still wrapped the whole body. The shape of the whole cigarette is about to fall.

"An, it's time to eat." An Shijin bit her lips lightly, a trace of frustration and distress flashed in her eyes, she walked slowly to Chu Shian's side, gently removed the cigarette from Chu Shian's hand, and put down the carefully cooked Soup and rice, and cleaned up the full ashtray in front of Chu Shian.

Chu Shi'an didn't move, her eyes didn't even shake, she still looked at the white and empty wall in front of her quietly.

"An, don't do this, I'm worried about you, do you know?" An Shijin knelt on the ground helplessly, she gently put her hand on Chu Shi'an's cold hand, begging. With Chu Shi'an.

Tears glistened in her eyes.

Chu Shi'an still didn't move.

"Can you ask me to help you? I beg you." An Shijin closed her eyes in despair, and opened them unwillingly after a while, trying to find a trace of abnormality in Chu Shian's eyes.

But Chu Shi'an still sat quietly, her face was already pale and abnormal, and the resistance and defense she exuded made An Shijin extremely sad.

"What is it that makes you suffer so much? Can you tell me, can you let me help you?" An Shijin leaned gently on Chu Shi'an's lap, and finally she couldn't control her tears.

Chu Shi'an was ill, this is a fact that An Shijin knew.

Chu Shi'an's mother had a hereditary mental illness. After Chu Shi'an's father died, she frantically killed a man who tried to moles her, and then jumped from upstairs, committing suicide.

Chu Shi'an once witnessed her mother's desperate leap on the roof of the building. She witnessed her mother's death in front of her own eyes when she was young.

That huge roar, the sound of flesh and blood separating.

Bright red blood mixed with white brains, even stained her skirt.

Chu Shi'an's personality is withdrawn, and only Chu Lian's brother and sister were willing to get close to her since she was a child.

After Chu Lian died unexpectedly, Chu Mu turned against her and did not communicate with her.

During the years when she didn't meet An Shijin, she lived alone, with no friends or relatives.

The indifference and indifference on her body, the mysterious and sad atmosphere attracted An Shijin.

Recessive hereditary psychosis cannot be cured by medicine. No one knows when it will strike. It may never happen, or it may be after a peaceful dinner.

Such a person may be extremely aggressive.

An Shijin knows better than anyone else.

It's just that she doesn't want to leave Chu Shi'an.

At the same time, she firmly believed that Chu Shi'an would not hurt her, absolutely not.

She didn't understand, they had just confessed their feelings to each other, they were just about to fall in love, and it was she who touched Chu Shi'an's heart.

How could it be so cruel.

In the end, what made you suddenly change.

In the bottom of your heart, what is the past that is so sad that it makes you collapse in despair.

An Shijin's long and slightly curly hair fell on Chu Shi'an's hand, and she leaned gently on Chu Shi'an's knee, tears finally fell from the corners of her eyes.

Chu Shi'an's cold hand was held tightly by An Shijin's, and it seemed to be warmer.

Until a hot and slightly hot tear ran across An Shijin's cheek and landed on the back of Chu Shi'an's hand.

The person who had been motionless all this time finally trembled slightly.

An Shijin heard Chu Shian's breathing, and then she felt Chu Shian's hand lightly resting on the back of her head.

The cold hand gently stroked An Shijin's hair, echoing with a deep sigh.

"An Shijin, take me to the hospital." Chu Shi'an's hoarse voice sounded.

An Shijin suddenly raised her head. She looked at Chu Shian who finally spoke in surprise, bit her lip, and slightly shrugged the tip of her nose. The tears in her eyes were half grievanced. She threw herself into Chu Shian half kneeling. in the arms.

"You are finally willing to talk. Do you know how worried I am about you these days? Why are you so funny all of a sudden?"

An Shijin complained dissatisfiedly, clenched her white hands into fists, and lightly punched Chu Shian's shoulder a few times.

"I think I'm sick." Chu Shi'an gently put his arms around An Shijin's waist, she looked up at the ceiling, and finally there was a trace of anger in her eyes.

"Tell me, what is it that is trapping you these days." Wiping away tears on Chu Shi'an's shoulder, An Shijin sniffled and blinked away the tiny teardrops on her eyelashes, she asked worriedly.

Chu Shi'an lowered his head, and she and An Shijin looked at each other, a little confused and thinking.

"In my memory, Xiao Lian...Xiao Lian left before leaving the emergency room. But another memory appeared in my mind. In that memory, I killed her with my own hands. , I unplugged her oxygen tube. This memory overlapped with the original memory, I don’t know which one is the truth, I need some time to think it through.” Chu Shi’an spoke slowly, her expression was tired and not ugly It turns out that her spirit is still a little abnormal.

But she is trying to maintain her sanity and sobriety.

"Ann, I heard from Chu Mu that Chu Lian died after the rescue failed...and she left. You must have hallucinations, this is not a good sign, your heart is too heavy. You are more sober now , just sleep well, and when you wake up, I will take you to find someone who can help you." An Shijin reached out and gently stroked Chu Shian's pale and tired face.

"En, good." Chu Shi'an nodded lightly. It was the first time she was so cute and soft. She gently turned her face to the side and closed her eyes to rub An Shijin's hand. Her long eyelashes followed her His movements were trembling slightly, weak and lovable.

"Meow~~" The little hairball came out from nowhere with an afterimage, and quickly jumped into Chu Shi'an's arms, squeezed An Shijin away, and lay on Chu Shi'an's chest, with big bright eyes Without blinking, he looked at Chu Shi'an pitifully, with his furry ears falling back, as if he was inviting Chu Shi'an to stroke its head.

Chu Shi'an was stunned. She looked at the little hairball that suddenly appeared on her chest, and quickly touched the hairy head of the little hairball.

"Meow~" Xiao Maotuan rubbed against Chu Shian's hand affectionately, and from time to time stretched out her little pink tongue to gently lick Chu Shian's fingers.

"This little guy is really smart. When you are in a bad mood, he can run faster than anyone else. As soon as you recover, he will come to fight for favor. He is smart and hateful." An Shijin leaned against Chu Shi'an, frowning , with a bit of helplessness in her deep and clear eyes, she stretched out her hand and gently grabbed the tip of the little tail hanging by her hand, and pinched it.

"Meow~" the little hairball cried out in pain, it turned its head to look at An Shijin, its big watery eyes were filled with warning and displeasure, and it even wagged its tail to show its resistance.

"It still doesn't like you." The corner of Chu Shi'an's pale lips provoked a gentle and loving chuckle, and he stretched out his fingers and gently tapped the head of the fierce little hairball.

"Meow~" Xiaomaotuan turned his head and his voice softened immediately, his tail drooped softly, he purred and licked Chu Shian's fingers, and even tilted his head cutely, with an innocent and wronged look.

"Okay, ignore this little guy, you should rest, you haven't rested for several days." An Shijin ruthlessly grabbed the soft flesh on the neck of the little hairball, and gently threw it to the corner of the sofa He walked over, took Chu Shi'an's hand, and walked to the bed.

The little hairball landed on the soft sofa with four claws steadily, and meowed dissatisfiedly, watching An Shijin pull Chu Shian's figure, jumped off the sofa, and rolled towards the bed like a round ball of wool.

Chu Shi'an always likes to curl up when he sleeps, burying his whole body in the quilt, like an insecure child.

An Shijin leaned against the pillow, she quietly looked at Chu Shian who was breathing calmly with her eyes closed, and she wondered if it was Chu Shian who was asleep.

After a while, Chu Shi'an opened his eyes, and she looked at An Shijin helplessly.

"You look at me like that, I can't sleep."

"Then so."

An Shijin smiled lightly, she lifted the quilt, and tucked herself into Chu Shian's arms, with her hands hanging around Chu Shian's neck, and her face pressed tightly against her chest.

"It's uncomfortable." Chu Shi'an lowered his head and gently rubbed An Shijin's head with his chin.

"I want to hear your heartbeat." An Shijin's muffled voice came from her chest. She adjusted her posture slightly to make Chu Shian more comfortable, but she refused to come out of Chu Shian's arms.

"You'll take me to see a doctor tomorrow, right?" Chu Shi'an closed his eyes, and wrapped his arms around An Shijin's waist compromisingly.

"Well, everything will be fine, as long as you have my love, I will love you, and I will make you have no mind to think about those messy things except loving me." An Shijin declared domineeringly , through Chu Shian's skirt, gently kissed her chest.

She said it so firmly and so convincingly.

The corner of Chu Shi'an's lips twitched up, showing a gentle and helpless chuckle behind An Shijin's back, then hummed lightly, and then closed his eyes sleepily.

Both of them hadn't rested for several days, and soon fell asleep cuddling each other.