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The layout of the apartment is small but neat and exquisite, and there are traces of a woman's life everywhere, Xu is Jiang Yansheng has not been here for a while, and the furniture has accumulated a faint layer of ash.

Several bodyguards stood guard in the aisle, and only Huo Xiumo was alone inside.

His slender hand pushed open the lock-picked study and stepped inside.

The moment the bright lights were turned on, Huo Xiumo saw the layout inside, his eyes shrank suddenly, and he stared at the scene in front of him.

The height of the walls of the study creates an oppressive atmosphere, with a desk in the center with only a notebook and glass teacups.

No, that's all.

His gaze fell on a transparent glass cabinet behind the desk, which contained worn-out dirty dolls, with turquoise eyes hanging from their sockets, and their mouths sewn in, sitting crookedly.

Huo Xiumo stood still and looked at it with a serious expression for a long time before walking over with long legs.

The pink dress on the dirty doll is dirty and torn, and the little arms and legs have been sewn up many times, and even the mouth is upturned when sewn on.

This reminded Huo Xiumo of Jiang Yansheng's smiling lips, his deep eyes were red, and the bloodshot spread rapidly.

Huo Xiumo's chest was tight, and he felt that the study was suffocating, and his eyes turned from the terrifying doll to the heavy curtains.

He strode forward, reaching for the curtain and pulling it open.

It's a wall.

What Huo Xiumo saw in front of him was a wall painted with black windows, as if there was endless darkness engulfing you, and the knuckles of the big hands that clung to the curtains were faintly white.

He was too shocked in his heart, his brows furrowed deeply, and he flipped through the study, and saw a lot of medical records and diagnosis books in the drawers, the paper had been yellowed, and it would be crushed with a little effort.

Huo Xiumo lowered his head, his side face became more and more tense and serious, and he looked at it word by word.

The words depression, mania, and schizophrenia appear blatantly on the paper, hiding a woman's deepest secrets.

Huo Xiumo's heart sank when he saw this, his tall body sat on the chair, his Adam's apple rolled, and his big hands clenched the case.

At this moment, he could not comprehend the despair of Jiang Yansheng when he was in the terrifying darkness, but he could understand how unbearable it was when the suffocating feeling of depression attacked him.

A woman who is too beautiful and excellent, no one would have thought in private that she could hide such a big secret.

Huo Xiumo stared at the study with empty eyes, and only after a long time did he put the case on the desk, and his big slender hand took out a diary that was pressed to the bottom of the drawer.

Huo Xiumo opened it, and on the first page, he saw a familiar and delicate handwriting, writing such a sentence.

[Ji Wenlun taught me that when I feel scared, lonely, and helpless, I write down the words in my heart...... It keeps my emotions in check, but what does it make me even more scared when I write it? 】

Huo Xiumo flipped through it again, this diary, Jiang Yansheng hadn't touched it for a long time, and the things he wrote down were still about gambling.

The content is: [Stop betting! 】

[I've been crazy for so many years, I really want to live a normal life, I want to have children with my husband, I want to have a warm home, I don't want to be lonely with you for the rest of my life! 】

[Don't come out again...... I can't accept your existence! 】

On the next page, the handwriting has not changed, but it is a little sharp: [My arrival is a gift from God to you, I am your closest person, don't try to destroy me. 】

On the next page, I wrote: [Sooner or later, I will kill you, so that you can't destroy my marriage with Huo Xiumo, don't try to manipulate me. 】

Page after page, sometimes messy and profound, sometimes delicate and neat.

[Today, Huo Xiumo ignored me again. 】

[Huo Xiumo wants to divorce me, does he love Liang Wan'er deeply? ] Isn't it? To me only the man's obsession on the woman's skin? 】

[I don't want to, I don't want to take medicine, I like Huo Xiumo to be close to me, so I feel that I have already got him, and I have got his person. 】

[Liang Wan'er is pregnant, you came out to make trouble again, I hate you to death. 】

[I can't control the manic emotions in my heart, I will go to beat Huo Xiumo, I don't want to. 】

[I like to wait for him to come home for dinner every day.] 】

[Bankrupt, your gambling skills are not good and you will be embarrassed. 】

[I lived with Huo Xiumo, and he gave me a card to support me, so that I felt that I was his wife for the first time. 】

[My body gave Huo Xiumo, you, you dare to make an appointment with a doctor to fill up a membrane for me, you are too much. 】

[Ji Wenlun told me not to live with others, it would expose my condition, but I had a husband and wife relationship with Huo Xiumo, and I also wanted to develop a husband and wife relationship with him, should I work hard. 】

[Liang Wan'er is out of prison, I'm ......]

[The first half of the year was so busy, all kinds of attendance and publicity at the Universal Concert, so that my body was almost tired and loaded, but I was in pain and happy, Nanxun congratulated me on becoming a new diva, I told her, take more advertisements, so that you can see me on the streets and alleys, Mom, too, right? 】

[Someone asked me if I was a fake Mrs. Huo? If I am too ambitious, I will not be favored by my husband, but even if I become a good wife and mother, I will not be favored by that indifferent man! 】

[I will work hard to make a proud career]

[I got married, married to a man named Huo Xiumo. 】

Seeing this, Huo Xiumo's eyes were scarlet, and the tumbling strong emotions affected his brain thinking.

He didn't say a word, blocked the stinging gaze with his hand, and sat in a stiff position in his chair for a long time, not moving a single minute, and I don't know how long it took.

Huo Xiumo's slender hands moved, and at a slow pace, he began to continue flipping through the diary.

Below, there will be no more of him.

is about the bits and pieces of Ji Wenlun and Jiang Yansheng, which writes about the two living together for three years to treat their illness.

and Jiang Yansheng's help for poor students in college, the transplantation of hematopoietic liver cells to a female student he had never met, and the fear of discovering that he had schizophrenia in the early days.

Huo Xiumo saw that she had written about her suicide attempt, her red eyes tightened heavily, and the heart in her chest was once again in sharp pain from her despair.

Suicide?

A celebrity whose father is in business and politics and has a dazzling halo since she was a child, behind the prosperity, she bears little-known pain alone.

Jiang Yansheng experienced despair and collapse alone, and slowly came out of it, eager to have a normal life.

All of these made Huo Xiumo feel distressed about her.

It took him an hour to finish reading Jiang Yansheng's most painful memories, and then ......

Huo Xiumo saw her childhood diary, and the more she looked at it, the more wrong it became, and the content was full of weirdness.

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