Aomori Mental Hospital.
A black Rolls-Royce parked in front of the door.
"Sir." The secretary opened the car door.
The young man got out of the car, handed the document in his hand to the secretary, and then walked up the stairs, his black trousers pulling sharp pleats as he walked.
"You are here." The dean quickly walked down a few steps and came close to the man. "People are still alive, but occasionally they will go crazy when they see the news."
The man nodded.
The dean looked at his face, said nothing more, and turned to lead the way.
Arriving outside the ward, the man raised his hand and pushed open the small glass window, revealing the iron railings inside.
In the ward, Li Qingqing heard the noise and didn't even raise her head.
She has been locked up here for so long, because the life in the hospital is monotonous and regular, and the food supply is stable, so she is not thin...
If you ignore her nervous expression and the bruises under her eyes, she still looks like a normal person.
The dean asked: "Do you want to go in and take a look?"
"No need." The man said in an indifferent tone.
Sounds a little familiar.
Li Qingqing raised her head nervously, and when her eyes fell on him, her pupils suddenly dilated, revealing a little fear and shock.
...Sheng Yuxiao!
It was the appearance of the adult Sheng Yuxiao that she had seen on the news in her previous life.
Li Qingqing rushed forward, grabbed the railing and asked frantically: "Am I right? The predictions I made, those, those... have come true, right? I'm not a madman."
"Sheng Yuxiao, I'm not crazy!"
Sheng Yuxiao took half a step back and distanced himself from Li Qingqing.
Li Qingqing's heart was full of depression and collapse, and she had nowhere to vent her emotions. She could only bite the railing hard.
"The mania is getting a little worse," the dean said.
Li Qingqing quickly let go of her mouth in horror.
Sheng Yuxiao watched her ridiculous actions without showing any emotion.
"I'm just here to tell you that none of your predictions are accurate."
Li Qingqing slapped the railing impatiently: "Impossible, impossible! It should be like this! It was like this in the last life!"
"Last life?"
Li Qingqing desperately wanted to seize the last chance, so she no longer had any prophetic ability.
"In her previous life, Li Xiaoya had a very bad relationship with Xu Ruying. She didn't have any contact with Ning Heng, she didn't know Qin Sui, and there was no Zhang family or Wei family..."
Sheng Yuxiao interrupted: "In other words, I was the only one in the previous life?"
"Yes, yes..." Li Qingqing scratched her hair, why do you only focus on this?
Sheng Yuxiao was silent for a moment, his expression unclear whether it was clear or dark.
Li Qingqing banged her head against the wall: "Could it be that this life is actually just a dream, and the previous life was the reality..."
She murmured to herself: "How can people have such smooth sailing?"
Sheng Yuxiao snorted coldly: "The suffering she has suffered has become smooth sailing in your mouth."
Li Qingqing argued in a hissing voice: "But she got you! Isn't that enough?"
Sheng Yuxiao opened her thin lips lightly and spit out two words: "Nerve."
Li Qingqing was stung by these two words, and her body trembled, but she continued firmly: "Let me die. If this is a dream, it must be my dream. Only I have what I had in my previous life. Memory. Let everything return to the way it was before..."
Li Qingqing stared at Sheng Yuxiao's expression and said tremblingly: "In this case, you are the only one left with Li Xiaoya again? The Sheng and Qin families are at odds, how can you tolerate Qin Sui and Li Xiaoya being close? Bar?"
Sheng Yuxiao raised her eyelids: "Everything she has is not too much. If, as you said, there was no Wei family, no Zhang family, nothing in the previous life... then how can it be worth going back?"
"She should have her relatives, her friends, and countless people who will hold her in their hands and heal her childhood pain."
"If all this happened because of you, then you will never think about dying in this life. Even if you are terminally ill, I will let people hang on your life..."
"If you die, I'll have your brain dug out, too. Have you ever heard of a brain in a vat?"
"Even if you can only soak in a pool of liquid from now on, I will still let you 'live' in this world."
Li Qingqing shuddered.
Even the dean outside the door couldn't help but shrink his shoulders.
"Let's go." Sheng Yuxiao turned around.
The dean breathed out, followed up and asked, "Will you come again in the future?"
Before Sheng Yuxiao could speak, the dean suddenly remembered: "By the way, what should her family say if they come to find her?"
Sheng Yuxiao asked: "If you say this, does that mean you have already found me?"
"Yes, there was a man who came to see her, but after I asked you for permission, the man left and never came again. Just what happened a few days ago."
“Manly?”
"Yes, he is unshaven and has a pigtail. He looks a bit like a foreigner, but not very much..."
"Mixed blood?"
"may be."
"Bring up the surveillance camera and let me take a look."
"Why!"
Ten minutes later, Sheng Yuxiao saw the figure of that person on the computer screen.
After selecting the face and zooming in,...it looks familiar.
"Who is this person? He didn't say his name either." The dean asked with concern, "Is he a member of Li Qingqing's family?"
"No." Sheng Yuxiao denied.
Not the temperament of a traveler at all.
"Then why did he come to Li Qingqing?" The dean was confused.
Grow a beard, braid your hair, walk with your head down... This is a behavior that attempts to blur one's own image.
A mixed-race man, he knew Li Qingqing, but he was the type of person that Li Qingqing could never come into contact with.
Sheng Yuxiao's eyes flashed and he opened a favorites on his phone.
What was classified were all the pictures sent to him by Duck from small to large.
He rummaged for a while before finding the photo sent from Atlanta a few years ago——
In the photo is a mixed-race young man.
The man behind Qin Sui's sister who almost died.
"Goodbye Li Qingqing."
"Hey, okay, I'll show you the way." The dean bent down and turned off the computer first.
Li Qingqing didn't expect Sheng Yuxiao to leave and come back again.
She was excited and excited, with a dark light flashing in her eyes: "Do you regret it, Master Shanda? You also think your last life was better, don't you?"
Sheng Yuxiao picked up the phone and faced her: "Do you know this person?"
Li Qingqing felt as if a basin of cold water had been poured on her. She took a quick look and said, "I don't know you. What do you mean, Master Shanda?"
Sheng Yuxiao said: "Open the door."
The dean nodded and took out the access card.
The door opened with a beep, and Sheng Yuxiao stepped in.
Li Qingqing felt that she had grown taller, but in front of Sheng Yuxiao, she still seemed like a helpless ant. She fell down and sat on the edge of the bed, and the restraints on her hands instantly tightened to the extreme.
"Look clearly." Sheng Yuxiao's tone was slightly harsh.
"No, I don't know...really, really don't know...I looked carefully." Li Qingqing shivered.
Sheng Yuxiao lowered his head and said nothing.
Half a minute later, he whispered: "It seems that he is the same person as you, but not the same person."
"Wha, what?" Li Qingqing asked blankly.
Sheng Yuxiao exited the photo album page and walked out while making a phone call.
The call was quickly connected.
Li Qingqing heard him whisper to the person on the other end: "Little duck."
