connected the phone, and Lin Yan's first sentence was: "Qingqing, Liu Xiaoli is dead." There weren't many emotional ups and downs in his voice, and it could even be said to be so cold that it was inhuman.

For a moment, Lin Qingqing's brain couldn't think. She never seemed to be mature enough, especially in the face of life and death.

A qualified adult can smile and wave and hug when facing separation, and then tell each other that the end of the world is like a neighbor. But what about her? is a fool who only wipes tears when parting, and can't even say a complete sentence.

In the face of death, she behaved even worse than parting. Anyone she knew well, whether it was her mother's death or Lin Huaizhi's death, had made her languishing for a long time.

"I'll come right over." After being silent for a long time, Lin Qingqing finally opened his mouth to say a word.

After receiving the address, she immediately took her bag and went downstairs. I was supposed to go to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, but now it seems that it will be postponed. Lin Qingqing sat in the car with a frown, and then showed the address on his mobile phone to the driver.

In fact, she didn't know why she wanted to see Liu Xiaoli, she didn't even know that she would be so uncomfortable in her heart.

For her, Liu Xiaoli is just a former neighbor. She wasn't even a neighbor, she was just sent by Lin Yan to spy on her, so she didn't need to make such a trip for her. But after a few in-depth exchanges, she actually doesn't hate this person anymore.

On the rooftop of the hospital that day, Lin Qingqing still remembered the kind of light that flooded Liu Xiaoli's face. Cold, faint, with a hint of despair and depression. It wasn't a beautiful appearance, but it was so vividly interpreted on her face that it was unforgettable.

She still remembers Liu Xiaoli's expression was sad, she said that if she loves someone but can never hold it, then she can probably only go to heaven to protect him.

At that time, Lin Qingqing didn't understand and didn't care. felt that Liu Xiaoli was just talking about her own illness, and sooner or later she would leave this world. But she never imagined that this day would come so quickly.

When the car drove to that location, Lin Qingqing saw a police car parked outside the community. The shrill whistle was still whining, disturbing the people's hearts.

As soon as she got out of the car, she saw Lin Yan waiting at the entrance of the community. His temperament is always so gentle, and his body is like a soft light, which can always make people associate him with the gentleness of this world.

Lin Qingqing shook his head and quickly cleared his thoughts. What kind of person Lin Yan is, she knows it too well.

"Where's she?" Lin Qingqing doesn't beat around the bush, in this case, she really doesn't need to play any roundabouts.

Pointing to the police car that was about to leave, Lin Yan opened his mouth. "The body was taken away by the police." His indifferent tone and detached expression were as if he were talking about someone else's business.

I don't know how to describe my mood, in short, at this moment, Lin Qingqing felt a little sorry for Liu Xiaoli. Noncommittal, she must love Lin Yan deeply.

Such a woman sacrificed her all for love. Even now, even life has been given. It's a pity that this person still doesn't love her.

Sighing, Lin Qingqing spoke faintly again. "What did you call me over for today?" She was a little puzzled by the man's behavior.

Obviously, he was the one who called the police, and he was the one who watched Liu Xiaoli's body being taken away, but why did he call himself again? Several unrelated things are bluntly linked together, and it doesn't mean that there will be any plot.

"This, she wants to leave for you." Lin Yan handed over an envelope and said.

Suspiciously opening the envelope, Lin Qingqing was surprised to find that there was only one card inside, a savings card from a commercial bank. On the back of the card is a string of black numbers, six digits, which looks like the password.

Except for one card, which was empty. "Why do you give me this?" Lin Qingqing was even more puzzled.

Lin Yan stared at this card with deep eyes. "Presumably for atonement." He said to himself.

"Atonement?" This matter became more and more confusing, and Lin Qingqing felt as if he had missed something.

In her inquiring gaze, Lin Yan nodded. "She called me before and mentioned this card." Despite his reluctance, he slowly explained the ins and outs of the card.

In fact, before she died, Liu Xiaoli thought it through. This card is a little deposit for her to be a young lady for so many years, and the reason why it was left to Lin Qingqing is that in addition to the fact that she is also an orphan and no one can entrust this money, there is another reason.

To some extent, she felt that her monitoring behavior had really troubled Lin Qingqing, and she was also the only one who was willing to listen to her own words. To sum up, Lin Qingqing received this card.

Looking at this thin card, Lin Qingqing suddenly felt that it seemed to weigh a thousand pounds, heavy in her hand, and she could barely pick it up.

She ...... How did he die? Lin Qingqing opened his mouth with difficulty and asked this question.

Lin Yan's gaze drifted to the community. "Cut your wrists." In just two words, it sums it all up. "When I found it, the blood had dried up and seeped from the mattress to the floor......"

While he was still talking, Lin Qingqing suddenly covered his mouth and retched hard. "That's enough......" she said.

She can almost make up all the scenes in her brain. In a small, dimly lit room, a pale woman lay on a white futon. Underneath the futon was a dark red stain of blood, like a large rose.

For Liu Xiaoli, this kind of death is really what she likes. Tragic, lonely, grand, full of ritual, like a strong man breaking his wrist.

Lin Qingqing's eyes suddenly became a little dry, and his nose began to sour. For the sake of a stranger, even a stranger who had hurt her, she wanted to cry.

All beings are suffering, and no one is easy. At this moment, Lin Qingqing truly understood the true meaning of this sentence. In the past, she always felt that she was unlucky, born to a junior, without a father, and her biological mother was persecuted to death. But now, she realized that fate was actually much better for her.

Of all the ways to die, cutting your wrists is the most painful. Watching my blood drain little by little, life disappearing little by little. The past unfolds inch by inch, and memories unfold little by little, which is the greatest torture for those who are about to die.

"Have you ever loved her?" Lin Qingqing finally controlled the strong feeling of wanting to vomit.

Staring at Lin Qingqing's clear eyes, Lin Yan said a word firmly. "I loved you." He was generous and powerful.

Tears welled up all of a sudden, and Lin Qingqing cried and shook his head. "It shouldn't be like this, it shouldn't be like this......" she muttered to herself.