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Chapter 111 The Devoted Man Shen Xing

Perhaps because she was less influenced by Wang Xinran, Director Wang did not have the same happy smile on her face as the people on TV.

He frowned, looking sad. After entering, he turned around, closed the door, and sat down opposite Shen Xing.

"Ah Xing... they said they called to inform you too..." Director Wang looked up at Shen Xing and sighed. Shen Xing didn't speak, letting Director Wang ramble on as if pouring out his grievances.

A gas explosion occurred, and Wang Xinran was hit on the head by a falling chandelier. Her younger brother and father died on the spot. This was the news that Director Wang heard from the Ninth Detachment.

After removing the honeycomb-like structure from the chandelier, the Ninth Detachment evacuated the area and covered up the scene, turning this unusual incident into a gas explosion.

Wang Xinran's mother was also described by the Ninth Detachment as having gone insane from the shock and is currently receiving treatment at a hospital in the provincial capital.

But in fact, it is possible that because Wang Xinran's mother had the longest contact with Wang Xinran, the Ninth Detachment is studying ways to help Wang Xinran's mother return to normal, and then gradually help the other affected people to recover as well.

This will be a very long plan, but Lu Lingyun probably won't be in charge of the follow-up matters; there should be someone else in charge.

"Ah Xing, Uncle Wang knows you're also feeling bad. I came here today to talk to you and clear things up so you won't have any lingering resentment."

Director Wang looked at Shen Xing and continued, "My wife is currently at the hospital taking care of her. The gas cylinder manufacturer has called to say they will cover the medical expenses and follow-up costs..."

"Ranran is someone I introduced to you. You've only known each other for a few days, so don't feel too burdened. Even if she never wakes up again, Uncle will take good care of her..."

"Just treat it as a nightmare and forget about Ranran."

Director Wang came here on behalf of Wang Xinran to bid farewell to Shen Xing.

Is there such a good thing?

But Shen Xing wouldn't just let go like that.

Because he's currently portrayed as a devoted lover, and since he has a girlfriend who's bedridden and in a vegetative state, no one will suspect anything because he's so old and hasn't married or been in a relationship.

Wang Xinran is the perfect shield, how could Shen Xing let her go so easily?

"Uncle Wang!" Shen Xing stood up, his face pale, but his eyes bloodshot. He said indignantly, "Xinran is my girlfriend, how could I possibly abandon her?!"

Director Wang looked at Shen Xing, opened his mouth, but finally sighed and muttered, "What a tragedy..."

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"Ah Xing, you're still young, you can't understand this feeling... My mother had a stroke and was bedridden. I took care of her until she passed away peacefully. I know how exhausting that process is."

"At first, out of family ties, I took care of her wholeheartedly for several years, but the further you go, the more you realize that the bed not only locked her in, but also me, and I couldn't break free... Do you know what I was thinking when my mother passed away?"

"My first reaction was happiness. I was finally free from having to clean up after a bedridden person and move their excrement and urine... In the last few years, I hated my mother almost every day. After she died a few years ago, that hatred was doubled and returned to me... It was even more painful than death."

Director Wang stood up, looked directly at Shen Xing, and said, "You're still young. It's not fair to lock you up just because of a few days of getting to know each other."

"I don't want to see your feelings for Ranran eventually turn into hatred... I think if Ranran is still conscious, she wouldn't want to see that either."

He walked up to Shen Xing, patted him on the shoulder, and said earnestly, "Forget about it, just treat it as a dream."

After a moment of silence, Shen Xing said, "I... can learn rehabilitation nursing, and I also have a first aid certificate."

"You...sigh...you!" Director Wang pointed at Shen Xing, as if he was so angry that he couldn't speak. His lips trembled, and in the end he turned away angrily, leaving Shen Xing with only his back.

Director Wang wasn't really angry. He just hadn't expected that at his age, he would still be moved by the pure feelings between young people. If he didn't turn around and leave, he would make a fool of himself in front of Shen Xing.

After Director Wang left, Shen Xing closed the door again, sat back in his seat, took out a mirror, and continued practicing his smile.

Director Wang didn't notice anything unusual about his expression just now, probably because he was too emotional to notice the subtle unnaturalness in Shen Xing's expression.

However, at least it can fool ordinary people, and the effect is quite good.

He needed to project a "dejected" image, and to maintain that first impression, he didn't shave this morning before leaving the house.

In the remaining time, Shen Xing basically confirmed what strategy he should adopt when talking face-to-face with that psychology expert.

Remain numb, reduce facial expressions, and face things in your most ordinary way.

Shen Xing had only read a few psychology books, partly to learn how to cater to other people's thoughts and make expressions, and partly to pass the time on boring weekends.

His knowledge of psychology is basically superficial; it's impossible for him to compare with that of expert professors.

In this situation, the more you do, the more mistakes you make, so minimize your facial expressions and words, and don't deliberately hide anything or make exaggerated facial expressions.

Just treat this as going out for a meal with Lu Lingyun's friend.

He could appropriately express some confusion—for example, regarding what Director Wang had said to him today.

Numbness—confusion—listening—sudden enlightenment.

This is the most appropriate conversational approach: to make the other person believe that you have truly "come to terms with it."

At four o'clock in the afternoon, Shen Xing received a text message from Wen Yan, a psychology expert. He had booked a restaurant and told Shen Xing not to bring his sister, but to pack some food to take back for her.

Shen Xing also sent Shen Yuan a text message, telling her that he had something to do tonight and would pack some food for her.

Shen Yuan naturally had no doubts. She thought Shen Xing had gone on a date with Wang Xinran, so she just sent a "good" message and added a pig nose emoji.

At 5 p.m., Shen Xing experienced another round of resonance in the school clinic. This time, the warm current not only flowed through his muscles, but also traveled through his internal organs, and he did not feel any desire to "return home".

A small piece of flesh from [02 - Doll] gave [01 - Wall] temporary satisfaction, which lasted for one day.

After school, Shen Xing hailed a taxi and headed to the restaurant where he had arranged to meet the psychologist.