Compared with Ling Ling, who has a doctor father and a happy family since childhood, Xue Yin seems to be more miserable. She was born in a poor county, her father died early, and her mother ran away with someone when she saw that life was difficult.

In addition to this, she has a younger brother who is a thalassemia moderate patient who developed the disease around the age of 10.

Day after day of blood transfusion and iron removal, the young brother's life is naturally miserable, and Xue Yin, who is an older sister, also took on the responsibility of her sister, running around the hospital and various places of work, trying to let her younger brother who depends on each other live one more day.

The two sisters and brothers, who were helpless and duckweed, actually survived the first twenty years, until Xue Yin met Yu Wenzhong.

Maybe it was because Xue Yin was confused by the world of flowers after being admitted to college, or maybe she was a little tired after holding on for too long, and she suddenly got a glimpse of a shortcut.

So, the ill-fated and hard-working female student hit it off with the so-called life coach who coveted her beauty and youth.

Yu Wenzhong succeeded, and with his income, it was too easy to pay for the treatment of a patient with moderate thalassemia.

originally thought that the days would be like this, but the appearance of Zhu Jinchuan was a redemption for Xue Yin.

Zhu Jinchuan chose to forgive, after all, it was before he met him, and there were too many people who were involuntary and not deeply involved in the world.

But Xue Yin was too strong and pursued perfection after all, and under Yu Wenzhong's provocation again and again, he couldn't pass his own level, so he couldn't get out of the horns again.

Luckier than Ling Ling, Xue Yin's body was healthy, but unfortunately, it was her indecision between the two men, and Yu Wenzhong's scheming and refusal to let go.

Even if Zhu Jinchuan was unwilling, even if he looked down on Yu Wenzhong, he had to admit that in that war, it was Yu Wenzhong who won after all.

At the beginning, Yu Wenzhong probably had a playful attitude, the young and beautiful female students threw themselves into their arms, and the price they asked for was not high, they were well-behaved and obedient and beautiful, and they had a lot of face to take out, and what was more valuable was that they were also very effective at work.

After Xue Yin suddenly said goodbye to the past and wanted to enter a new life, he was unwilling.

Therefore, he used Zhu Jinchuan's past to sow the seeds of suspicion between them, and used Xue Yin's humble past to stimulate her over and over again, so that the seeds of suspicion grew into a big tree, and the rift between them became bigger and bigger.

After all, that marriage was irretrievable.

And Yu Wenzhong himself seems to have fallen into it. He successfully let Xue Yin leave Zhu Jinchuan, but in order to keep Xue Yin, who was like ashes, he did not hesitate to offer the title of "Mrs. Yu".

But Xue Yin's mental state became worse and worse after a miscarriage, and his younger brother, who was easy to wait for a bone marrow transplant, struggled in the hospital for two months because of rejection, and finally passed away.

Xue Yin was completely knocked out.

Divorce, postpartum depression, the death of her brother, and growing suspicion in her heart finally made her lose her mind.

This period of the past is so entangled that Zhu Jinchuan never wants to think about it. But the matter was in front of him, and he couldn't hide anymore.

Xue Yin reappeared, Qi Wan had declared war, and Yu Wenzhong no longer seemed to avoid him.

There is no escape, there is no escape. He, like Ling Li, must be brave enough to face reality.

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Zhu Jinchuan didn't expect to confess to Ling Li in such a way, the entangled past between him and Ling Ling, and he didn't expect Ling Li to have such a calm expression after knowing that relationship.

But I didn't expect that Ling Li would collapse like that in the end.

She never believed in the police's current tendencies and conclusions, did not believe in what Zhu Jinchuan had been searching for for three years, and did not believe that Ling Jiashu would have the motive to kill her family.

By the end, she couldn't sit still, slid from the couch to the floor and cried.

I cried until my eyes were red and swollen, I cried until I couldn't speak, and I cried until I was so tired that I fell asleep.

Moving Ling Li from the floor to the sofa was really difficult for Zhu Jinchuan, who had an injured hand, let alone letting her go into the room to sleep.

But she fell asleep so easily, and if he woke her up and was heartbroken again, how could he bear it?

After a long toss, the stitched wounds seemed to be a little cracked, and he finally let the bitter child who was sleeping with tears have a stable sleeping position.

When Zhu Jinchuan came out of Ling Li's place, it was already nine o'clock in the morning. When he left, Ling Li hadn't woken up yet, and the thin little person was curled up in the depths of the sofa, unspeakably pitiful.

She was probably too tired and sad to cry in her dreams. And Zhu Jinchuan sat on the sofa opposite her all night.

It had been almost an all-nighter, and he rubbed his aching temples. Looking at the somewhat dazzling sunlight coming in through the corridor window, he smiled bitterly.

is still old, no longer the physical condition that he could stay up all night at every turn and still be alive the next day, or the breath he held back then allowed him to pursue his career regardless of the consequences and costs, and now he has no backbone, and working hard is just because of the habit formed for more than ten years.

He closed the door and turned around, only to see a thin man standing in front of the door of the opposite room, holding a laptop, tilting his head to look at him.

Zhu Jinchuan was a little uncomfortable by this unscrupulous look, but he has been in the industry for many years, even if he is impolitely looked at, he can be invisible, and he raised the corner of his mouth and bowed slightly to the person, and walked to the direction of the elevator.

They all stood at the elevator door and pressed the button and waited to go downstairs, but they didn't hear the movement behind them.

Zhu Jinchuan seemed to be able to imagine the sight of the strange man behind his back.

It seems that Si Swenwen has clear eyebrows, especially clear eyes, but it is really strange to be rude and out of line with him.

Until he got into the elevator, the man seemed to be still in the doorway.

Zhu Jinchuan pressed the button on the first floor, watched the elevator door close, and frowned a little worried.

The second sister lives opposite this weirdo, there won't be a problem, right?

The phone kept ringing, but Ling Li didn't want to answer it at all. The night before, she cried until she fell asleep and had just been woken up by the ringing of the phone.

Her head was still dazed, and when she closed her eyes, she seemed to be able to see the picture in the dream just now.

I dreamed of the fragrance of epiphany, dreamed of the dilapidated courtyard, and dreamed that Ling Ling took a needle and gently took a tube of blood from the veins in her arm.

Everything in the dream was black and white, except for the blood, dark red and intense.

That's what happened. It was the weekend of the third year of junior high school, and my sister, who was studying in the capital far away, suddenly came home and said that she had something to help Ling Li.

Ling Li asked her why she had to go home hundreds of kilometers on the weekend. At that time, Ling Ling sighed for a while, and told her that she was criticized by the teacher at school because she didn't dare to draw blood, and she wanted to practice a few more times at home.

Ling Li grabbed his arms at that time and became a guinea pig as a guinea pig.

Looking back now, when the needle pierced into the blood vessel, she basically didn't feel pain, only the feeling of being slightly pinched by a small bug, where was she saying that she was disgusted by the teacher and her hand was not stable enough?

My sister has been practicing with her father for many years, and she is so skillful in the action of needle inserting into veins, how can she be criticized by the teacher?

Later, it seems that Xiaomin was also taken a tube of blood by his sister.

So where did all that blood go in the end? Could it be that it was just taken for testing?

She closed her eyes, and she had a judgment in her heart.

Most of what Zhu Jinchuan said last night was true. He has no reason to deceive himself, let alone exonerate Zhong Chengheng.

So, should she believe the so-called "facts" that the police are trying to verify?

The phone finally quieted down, and Ling Li was still thinking about it.

She had been through so much yesterday that she had forgotten when she had fallen asleep, only to wake up in the morning to find herself lying on her side on the couch with a thin coral blanket on her body.

The last fragment in my mind about before she went to sleep seemed to be the motionless and thin figure sitting in front of her.

Zhu Jinchuan's identity has changed from a stern and unsmiling master to an old man who has an old relationship with her sister.

And her sister, who she hated for eight years for indiscretion, self-love, and humiliation to the family, seems to have a reason to sink.

Her original world has been turned upside down, and the reasons that sustain her persistence are torn apart.

And the new seed seems to be quietly taking root and slowly germinating. However, it seems that it will take some time for her to re-sort out such a large number of complicated and chaotic clues.

After a long sigh, the mobile phone rang again.

Forcibly pulled back by the ringtone, Ling Li let out a long sigh, picked up the phone and glanced at the screen with empty eyes, and found that the number identification of "express" was marked under the unfamiliar number of the call, and after some hesitation, he finally picked it up.

The courier brother did not have the slightest emotion because of the three phone calls, but his voice was gentle and soft, and asked her to hurry to the door of the community to get the express.

This is not the first day this little brother has called her.

Before, because of a business trip in the field, she had made an appointment with this little brother to deliver goods on weekends, but now that people are coming, she doesn't go down to pick up people and let people run for nothing, which seems to be untrustworthy and unkind.

Ling Li was very entangled, because her eyes were swollen like steamed buns after crying for most of the night, and she didn't want to go down to meet people.

Suddenly, I saw the sunglasses that leaked from my bag to the sofa.

She looked out the window at the shining sun, rolled her eyes, and thought of a solution.

Ling Li hastily cleaned up, picked up her sunglasses and put them on, and finally went out with the key after the little brother called her for the second time to urge her to go downstairs.

It was smooth to take the express, but the rectangular object wrapped in brown paper and some falling hands made her really can't remember what she bought.

It wasn't until she saw that the shipper's column said so-and-so book city, and she remembered that this was probably a certain book from more than a month ago*.

At that time, because she was obsessed with finding a certain edition of the book, it was out of stock in many places, and it was easy for one to have one, and she also said that she needed to transfer the goods.

Ling Li was busy paying, but because of the long wait, and the accidents that happened during the waiting, her mind was disturbed, and she had long forgotten the book.

She took a deep breath and slowly unwrapped the package, tossing the wrapping paper in the trash can at the door.

In the sun, on the pale yellow cover, there is a row of small Latin characters printed on it.

Flora von Deutschland Österreich und der Schweiz

Literally translated, it is probably a botanical atlas of Germany, Austria and Switzerland, and the Chinese name of this book is the "Otto Hand-painted Colorful Plant Atlas" given to her by Zhong Chengheng.

It's just that this version is the same as Nan Zhiyi's home, with all Latin annotations, no Chinese.

Ling Li's hand carefully rubbed the cover, opened the title page, and saw that except for the different printing dates, the other details were exactly the same as Nan Zhiyi's book.

I have forgotten why she was obsessed with having a book exactly like him, probably with a little sweetness and expectation, and a little bit of caution to want to have something in common with him.

But at that time, she didn't know that he still had an ex-girlfriend like Wei Wei, and she didn't expect that after returning from Qiongzhou, his attitude would take a 360-degree turn.