Lan Shao's cute and playful wife

Chapter 249 Cohabitation (3)
But today, the three-dimensional postcard was destroyed beyond recognition, and the family photo on it was dug up, leaving a dry bloodstain.

Lan Zhongwen turned pale with shock and quickly ran into the room.

There was a disgusting fishy-sweet smell in the air.

Jiujiu was lying on the floor, holding a postcard in his bloody hand. He rushed over and forcibly opened Jiujiu's hand. She resisted violently, and the blood in her hand gathered more and more.

Lan Zhongwen twisted Jiujiu's hand hard, she couldn't bear the strength, the blade in her hand fell off, she looked terrified, and desperately grabbed the utility knife.

Lan Zhongwen could even imagine that she was holding a utility blade, destroying the postcards and digging out the family portrait.

He who never cried, the tears flowed up in an instant.

He suspected that Jiujiu was prone to depression.

"Jiujiu." He hugged her head tightly, "I'm not going to take your postcard, I just want to put it away for you, okay? Your hand is bleeding, if you don't bandage it, you will take this postcard Blurred, I'm just here to help you."

Hearing these words, Jiujiu suddenly stopped shaking his head violently, and slowly let go of his hand. Apart from the family portrait, there was a scar nearly half a centimeter deep in his palm.

Seeing that she was obedient, Lan Zhongwen hurriedly took a tissue to wipe off the family portrait and put it on her uninjured hand.

After receiving the postcard, her agitated mood obviously calmed down. Judging from this incident, Jiujiu wasn't about to commit suicide, but was so excited because she thought he was going to take her family photo.

Why is that?
Suspiciously, he bandaged Jiujiu's injured palm. She was clearly in a stable mood in the morning. These days, he always whispered in Jiujiu's ear, "Jiujiu, if you don't find your parents' bodies for a day, it proves that they You are still alive, you have to live strong so that there will be a day of reunion, okay?"

Every time she heard this, the light in her eyes would brighten up.

Lan Zhongwen knew that Jiujiu was trapped by her own demons, her soul was sick, she gave up her will to live, and waited for death slowly.

Some people say that when the soul is sick, it is called depression.

It's like water without salt, you tell yourself, I'm salty, but it's useless, you can only become salty if you add salt, spoon by spoon.

This is the so-called sickness of the soul, and the condition can only be improved if the right medicine is given.

Jiujiu's soul is sick.

Realizing this, Lan Zhongwen was terrified. While Jiujiu fell asleep, he ran downstairs to buy her some red dates and donkey-hide gelatin that nourish blood and qi, and went to the bookstore to check the information.

When he came back, the light in the corridor was broken, so he climbed up in the dark, absent-minded.

Early depression is a lack of will to live, thinking that life is meaningless, thinking that death can be released, often chest tightness, irritability, and insomnia.

In the middle stage, auditory hallucinations occur, and people often hear others calling themselves or saying something to themselves. At that time, it is considered a mental illness and needs drug restraint.

In the late stage, hallucinations will appear. At that time, as soon as the patient opens his eyes, he will see various scenes. This patient has a thinking mode, but she lives in her own spiritual world and thinks what she sees It was true, but she told others that no one would believe it, so she felt that she was in pain, living in a world where no one understood her, so she chose to commit suicide.

After reading the information, he suddenly discovered that none of the above descriptions were Jiujiu's situation. Based on his understanding of Jiujiu, he believed that Jiujiu didn't want to commit suicide now, but why was she so emotional?
why?
He opened the door slowly, the room was dead silent, only the phone hanging on the floor looked particularly abrupt.

Telephone?

Lan Zhongwen looked at the phone for a long time, and a glimmer of hope suddenly lit up in his eyes.

She remembers!
The ringtone is the song 'I only care about you'.

She didn't close off the whole outside world, she remembered that song.

Lan Zhongwen was overjoyed, picked up the phone, and quickly dialed a number, "Hello, I want to check the call log... the call log from 12:7 noon to [-]:[-] p.m. today... yes, okay, thank you, please pass the call to Tell me the number...thanks."

Lan Zhongwen hung up the phone, holding the phone number in his hand. The call lasted for an hour, and Jiujiu answered the phone, and she listened for another hour. This must have a lot to do with her violent reaction at night.

Who is this caller?What did the other party say to Jiujiu?Why is she so excited?
As wise as Lan Zhongwen, he had already seen some clues from Yi Jialan's expression. That day Yi Jialan called Ali while hiding in the kitchen, and he heard him. Yi Jialan asked Ali to search Even if there is only a small piece of debris left in the accident car, it must be searched.There are also the corpses of Jiujiu's parents. When you are born, you have to see people, and when you die, you have to see the corpses.

Lan Zhongwen thought, what Yi Jialan would suspect must not be that simple, the accident of Jiujiu's parents might not have been caused by the typhoon.

He squeezed the phone number in his hand tightly, maybe if he solved the mystery, the accident of Jiujiu's parents would be revealed.

That night, Lan Zhongwen fell asleep with Jiujiu in his arms. His mood was unprecedentedly good. The darkest moment will be the dawn.

This caller who was clever but was mistaken by cleverness was an important clue to the death of Jiujiu's parents. He hugged Jiujiu tightly and said softly in his heart: Jiujiu, I will definitely investigate this matter to the end and return your innocence. .

In order not to startle the snake, he didn't say anything, and kept the phone number in a safe, planning to discuss it with Yi Jialan when she came back.

On the sixth day, Jiujiu was still the same, holding the postcard, sitting on the rattan chair in a daze.

Gradually there was sunshine on her face, she still didn't speak, but Lan Zhongwen knew that Jiujiu remembered him and everything between them.

The current Jiujiu is trapped by a demon in her heart, and when she defeats that demon with willpower, she will wake up.

The trouble should end it.

This inner demon is Jiujiu herself, and no one can help her. The only thing he can do is to stay by her side all the time and accompany her through this difficult time.

(End of this chapter)