It's a pity that I am as beautiful as a flower [Quick Transmigration]

Chu Yan looked at her with disbelief in his eyes.

It was one of the few times when Shen Qing didn't notice Chu Yan's emotions.

Shen Qing just stared at the photo and said nothing for a long time.

After Chu Yan yelled a few times, Shen Qing came back to her senses and quickly returned the photo to Chu Yan.

"Mom, you and Luo Yuanjie are classmates, how is the relationship between you?"

"Very good." Shen Qing laughed, "He helped me a lot."

Helped Shen Qing a lot?

Chu Yan asked anxiously: "What about his relationship with Cheng Yao?"

Hearing this name, Shen Qing's expression changed instantly: "Xiao Yu, why do you keep asking these weird questions today?"

It seemed that Shen Qing was reluctant to talk about it, but Chu Yan wanted to know urgently.

It was as if reaching out his hand was about to touch the answer.

Chu Yan wanted to know too much. If he could understand what had troubled him for a long time...he would not be so afraid anymore.

It's scary because it's unknown.

He wants to know!

"Mom, please tell me."

Shen Qing was slightly taken aback, why did this child still use the word please...?

What she didn't want to say at first, the words of rejection were brewing on her lips, but when she saw Chu Yan's appearance, Shen Qing still opened her mouth slowly.

"When you were a child, you had a bad eye because of a fever, remember?"

"Ok?"

"The one who performed the operation for you is Cheng Yao."

"Cheng Yao?"

Chu Yan's eyes widened. Everyone and everything he experienced... was not accidental, but inevitable.

It turned out that as early as that time, a single operation connected everyone together.

"I met Cheng Yao at that time, because he cured your eyes, I am very grateful to him. It didn't take long before we fell in love, and after a year or two, we got married." Speaking of this, Shen Qing was a little irritable , she took out the lady's cigarette in her bag, lit it and took a puff.

Chu Yan could see clearly that Shen Qing's smoking behavior was too much like a person.

Luo Yuanjie.

"You are so old, so my mother just said it straight. Cheng Yao is not a good father, nor is he a good husband. He also has many women outside, and he has always been obsessed with his dead wife. Even I...have a relationship with his dead wife Where does it look like?" Shen Qing's face turned pale, but she still smiled at Chu Yan.

It takes courage to say these words to your own children.

Shen Qing was upset, that incident had hit her too deeply.

So deep that it has become her shadow.

But Chu Yan's focus was obviously not here. He watched Shen Qing smoking, and couldn't help asking: "Mom, when will you start smoking? I met Luo Yuanjie, and he also... loves smoking."

Shen Qing said: "What are you thinking, Luo Yuanjie and I are not the kind of relationship you think. I taught him to smoke, but I usually don't smoke much at home."

Chu Yan snorted.

"What then?"

"Later, something happened to your brother..."

When asked here, Chu Yan always felt that there was not much useful information.

In a daze, he saw the watch in Shen Qing's hand. That style... made Chu Yan's face change slightly.

"Who gave you this watch?"

Shen Qing was full of doubts in her heart, but she still explained to Chu Yan: "This is a gift from Yuan Jie, and I have carried it with me for many years."

"So that's how it is." Chu Yan smiled with an ugly face, afraid that Shen Qing would be worried.

Seeing that it was all over, Shen Qing quickly said, "Hey, it's time to cook."

"Well, you go."

When Shen Qing left the bedroom and only Chu Yan was left in the room, he thought about it deeply.

The brain keeps running, and the more you think about it, the more terrifying it becomes.

He once saw a watch of the same style in Luo Yuanjie's hand, it was a man's.

Every habit of Luo Yuanjie is the same as Shen Qing's, smoking...wearing a watch.

--hour.

Chu Yan thought of this word instantly.

"Xu Rou only left evidence of 72, what do you think will follow?"

"72 o'clock, three days, Jingzi."

Thinking of the conversation at the beginning, Chu Yan felt cold all over.

Why did he believe that 72 was the message left by Xu Rou?

No murderer is foolish enough to let his victim leave his own burial place.

"What's wrong?" Cheng Lin felt Chu Yan's fear, because this body couldn't stop shaking.

Chu Yan's body was trembling: "72, Luo Yuanjie left behind."

From the beginning, he seduced him.

—

All inherent concepts were overthrown in an instant, and Chu Yan began to seek a deeper truth.

The brain builds, simulates, and operates quickly.

Finally, Chu Yan came to a conclusion.

——Luo Yuanjie hates Cheng Yao.

Luo Yuanjie has been a policeman for six years, so it is not difficult to save Cheng Yao from Xu Feng.

But he waited for Xu Feng to kill someone, and then slammed him away. He only stopped Xu Feng's suicide, but did not stop his murder.

As the chief culprit who killed Xu Rou, it was impossible for Cheng Yao to leave a message.

Therefore, it is only reasonable to think that 72 is left by Luo Yuanjie.

"Brother, do you think I'm stupid?" Chu Yan lowered his head, looking very powerless, "I always feel that Cheng Yao's psychological suggestion is so strong that Xu Rou can commit suicide. But another person's psychological suggestion is even stronger, and even affects Xu Rou. Cheng Yao, let him do this."

"Including the technique and the location of the burial, he has already influenced Cheng Yao seven years ago! He is more terrifying than anyone else!"

"He..." Chu Yan almost lost his voice, "He still likes mom!"

"Luo Yuanjie also said that he was so interested in this case because of his friendship with Xu Rou. Now that I think about it, this is also a lie. He has been subtle about Cheng Yao since seven years ago. How could it be because of Xu Rou that he did so?" Pay attention to?"

"Presumably...Luo Yuanjie cares about me so much because my mother is Shen Qing. He is afraid that I will be hurt."

Chu Yan laughed, full of self-deprecation.

How many people will be involved in this matter to give up?

The whole thing was explained, and there was one more thing, why Luo Yuanjie appeared at the place where Cheng Rin's accident happened, and how much he had to do with this incident.

Chu Yan looked at the two calls on the phone, moved his fingers up and down, and didn't know who to call.

Xie Qingquan...or Luo Yuanjie?

He frowned, and finally called Xie Qingquan cruelly.

"Xiao Yu? Have you read the information?"

"...Well, let's meet sometime."

"I'm so happy! Xiaoyu actually took the initiative to ask me out!"

Chu Yan felt that he was too restless: "Let's meet at that cafe just now."

"Okay, when?"

"The sooner the better."

Xie Qingquan's eyes flashed, and he smiled again: "Then how about now? Before I leave, I know that Xiao Yu will definitely call me impatiently."

"……it is good."

After hanging up the phone, Chu Yan changed clothes and wanted to rush to that place early.

Shen Qing glanced at him suspiciously: "Didn't you just come back? Why are you going out again?"

"Mom, I'm in a hurry, so I don't need to prepare mine for dinner!"

"You kid..."

Before finishing speaking, Chu Yan had already left this place.

Shen Qing smiled helplessly. She originally planned to continue cooking, but received a call from someone she hadn't seen for a long time.

Shen Qing was stunned for a long time when she saw the name before she connected the phone: "Hello."

—

When Chu Yan quickly returned to the previous cafe, Xie Qingquan was still sitting there, and he didn't know how long he had been drinking this cup of coffee.

Seeing that the sugar in his cup was about to ooze out, Chu Yan suddenly had a face ache: "Isn't it so sweet that you lose your teeth?"

"No, Xiaoyu, would you like to have a drink?"

Chu Yan waved his hand, showing a terrified look: "No need!"

Xie Qingquan laughed: "What did you see in the information?"

"A lot, but I want to ask you one thing, do you know why Luo Yuanjie appeared at the scene of my brother's accident?"

Xie Qingquan held his chin and narrowed his eyes: "I'll think about it."

His eyes were originally light in color, and they looked brown under the sunlight.

Chu Yan waited quietly for Xie Qingquan's next words. On the surface, she looked calm, but her heart was beating in her throat.

"If it's me, it's probably to confirm."

"confirm?"

"Hmm, are you sure he's dead?"

Chu Yan's eyes widened: "But don't ordinary people avoid it? I asked Cheng Lin, the person who killed him was not Luo Yuanjie, and he would add suspicion to himself by doing so!"

The smile on Xie Qingquan's face faded, and this arc made him a layer of indifference.

"When did I say that Luo Yuanjie was the murderer? What I always said was that he was related to Cheng Rin's death."

"……Um."

"And, if he really did it, he would definitely go and see his masterpiece."

"Why are you so sure?"

Xie Qingquan tilted his head and thought for a while: "Because I am also this kind of person."

Chu Yan's blood was going cold when he heard it.

He suddenly remembered that Luo Yuanjie said that he wanted to show him the bloody truth, so he couldn't help but look at Xie Qingquan secretly.

"Why are you looking at me like that?"

Chu Yan took a deep breath: "Qingquan, I want to ask you something."

"Ok?"

"Those two people, did you move your hands?"

Xie Qingquan was slightly stunned, he didn't expect Chu Yan to ask this question, his eyes flickered: "I..."

Seeing him like this, Chu Yan already knew something.

Obviously asked him before this, Xie Qingquan insisted that it was not.

Probably understood that even if he refuted, Luo Yuanjie would tell Chu Yan the truth.

"I understand." Chu Yan stood up, wanting to leave this place.

Xie Qingquan grabbed Chu Yan's clothes subconsciously: "Don't go..."

Chu Yan didn't look at him, but said indifferently: "Let go."

"I want to protect you, Xiaoyu...I just want to protect you."

Chu Yan frowned: "You are not protecting, you are just afraid of being alone."

Xie Qingquan clenched his hands tightly, crumpling Chu Yan's clothes: "I only have you, don't leave me."

Chu Yan finally set his sights on Xie Qingquan: "Xie Qingquan, please recognize the reality."

Hearing these words, Xie Qingquan let go of his hand suddenly, and Chu Yan's figure had already left.

He no longer stayed in this cafe, but walked out straight away.

Recognize the reality?

These four words, like stones, hit his heart heavily.

His heart was bleeding, and under the severe pain, he felt real.

It's a strange feeling, as if after the pain, I feel relaxed.

The sun shone on him, Xie Qingquan felt the real feeling for the first time.

Yes, he was born again.

Why are you still living like before?

Xie Qingquan raised his head and couldn't help but fell into deep thought.

—

Chu Yan returned home, just took the key to open the door, and saw a pair of men's shoes at the door.

When did you come to the house?

Chu Yan took off his shoes, and just about to go in, he saw a person he couldn't imagine at all.

His breathing was frozen, and his palms were sweating profusely.

Chu Yan didn't dare to close the door, for fear that the sound of closing the door would make the people inside notice.

He heard Shen Qing crying: "Why does Cheng Yao's ghost persist, and he insists on pestering me."

"Xiaoqing, don't cry."

"It's been so many years, I thought my mental illness was cured, but I didn't expect to hear Cheng Yao's name from that child's mouth again, and my whole body would still tremble."

Luo Yuanjie took a deep look at Shen Qing, but he didn't dare to hug her.

"He is dead."

Shen Qing's crying stopped abruptly, and she looked at Luo Yuanjie with a pale face: "What did you say?"

"He's already dead." Luo Yuanjie said softly, "He was killed by the two brothers and sisters of the Xu family whom I sent."

Shen Qing's lips trembled: "What are the two brothers and sisters of the Xu family, what are you talking about?"

"To be precise, I didn't send it, but guided Cheng Yao and let him see it."

Luo Yuanjie simplified the matter and told Shen Qing everything.

Although this incident was committed by Cheng Yao himself, the origin of everything was Luo Yuanjie.

Shen Qing suddenly felt that the person in front of her was terrifying.

Unfamiliar and unfathomable.

"Why did you lead Cheng Yao to meet the Xu family siblings...?"

Luo Yuanjie gently explained to Shen Qing: "Actually, I didn't know either. After Cheng Yao divorced you, he went to City A. It happened that I was also in City A. He was single again, so I..."

Shen Qing's face was serious: "Is that really the case?"

"...Well." Luo Yuanjie hesitated for a while.

But Shen Qing trusted the person in front of her very much and would not question him.

Shen Qing slowly breathed a sigh of relief, upon hearing the news that Cheng Yao had died, her heart gradually became more relaxed, and she did not feel so uncomfortable.

Cheng Yao seemed to be her heart disease, and her failed marriage made it impossible for her to escape.

For the past seven years, she has lived in pain.

If she hadn't had a son by her side, she would have been unable to hold on.

Luo Yuanjie is Shen Qing's college classmate and also Shen Qing's psychiatrist.During the years when Shen Qing and Cheng Yao were married, Luo Yuanjie was always helping Shen Qing with psychological counseling, so he knew many things, including Cheng Yao's affair with many women.

Those women were very arrogant, and even came to Shen Qing's place to make troubles from time to time.

More than one.

Shen Qing received threatening and harassing calls during that time, and she could always receive them every evening when Shen Qing came home.

As a result, she contracted a mental illness and her nerves were fragile.

Shen Qing told Cheng Yao about this matter several times, but after hearing all this, Cheng Yao only said that Shen Qing was too sensitive, maybe it was not a threatening call, but simply a wrong number or something.

With no one to support her, she was like a small boat, floating on the sea alone and helpless.

Not long after, Shen Qing discovered the truth, the source of pain came from Cheng Yao.

After that, she began to receive treatment.

As a psychiatrist, Luo Yuanjie accomplished the most outstanding thing. It took seven years to cure Shen Qing's heart disease.

Luo Yuanjie lowered his eyes, and couldn't help sighing softly: "It took me seven years to cure you."