Spoiled Sparrow

The incident happened so suddenly that Ruan Qing had no time to react.

She sat in the chair in the interrogation room, feeling extremely uncomfortable.

Feeling like sitting on pins and needles, like having thorns in one's back, like having a fishbone stuck in one's throat...

A moment later, two police officers came in one after the other and sat opposite her, their expressions very serious.

"Hello, in order to understand the case, please answer the questions truthfully."

"OK."

"Miss Ruan, is it true that you are Su Ruanqing, the adopted daughter of Ms. Shen Zhaolan?"

"Yes."

Have you been in contact with your adoptive parents in the past three months?

Ruan Qing answered truthfully, "No."

......

Half an hour later, Ruan Qing walked out of the interrogation room, her legs feeling like lead.

Lin Yun'en went to greet her as soon as she returned to the waiting hall.

"What's wrong?" She noticed that Ruan Qing's complexion wasn't good.

It's just a little blood, but it comes out looking like the snake spirit from Journey to the West has sucked out its life essence.

Ruan Qing grabbed her and quickly walked out.

"Shen Zhaolan has gone missing."

"Missing?"

No wonder you look so pale.

Lin Yun-en asked, "Did you have your blood drawn?"

Ruan Qing: "We've collected samples, but we'll have to wait a few days to know the results."

Her mind is now filled with Officer Zhang's interrogation questions.

Miss Ruan, Shen Zhaolan was last seen at the hospital.

As far as I know, you were hospitalized at this hospital at the time. We hope you can cooperate with the investigation...

Could it be him?

*

"Mr. He, I suggest you leave your current environment; it will help your condition."

Louis, speaking with a London accent, offered He Xunnan some kind words of advice.

Han Feng, standing to the side, chimed in, "Yes, the project we're returning to China for this trip has been secured. You can hand it over to your subordinates."

Ever since he met Miss Ruan, he had sensed that President He was often acting strangely.

He Xunnan stood up, picked up the photo, and then put it down again.

"go out."

Han Feng said no more and silently left through the door.

Louis: "Mr. He, your condition is much more serious than you think. It's appearing more and more frequently now..."

He paused and said, "I cannot predict the consequences."

Louis and He Xunnan had known each other for many years and were aware of his long-suppressed illness.

When I first received him, he was only 17 years old. Fifteen years have passed, and his condition has become increasingly serious.

He Xunnan sat down in front of Louis, holding the photograph.

"I'm not sick, I've found her."

Louis frowned, his gaze shifting to the portrait in the man's hand, and he took notes on the man's condition.

He asked calmly, following up on the question, "Mr. He, where did you find 'her'?"

He Xunnan raised his eyes, a slight smile playing on his lips: "Right here, right here."

As if remembering something, his eyes suddenly turned fierce: "Unfortunately, someone is preventing us from being together."

"Who is it?"

Louis took out his pocket watch and placed it in his palm.

He Xunnan stared intently at Louis: "A man named Fu Chen, and 'him,' and..."

His eyes were fixed on Louis, and he paused abruptly as he spoke the last word, then his gaze slowly softened.

He asked in confusion, "Louis, when...when did you get here?"

Louis put away his pocket watch and breathed a sigh of relief.

He Xunnan looked at the photo on the table and instantly understood what was going on.

"Is it him?"

Louis's voice became deeper.

"It's him, yet it's not him."

He Xunnan put one hand to his forehead, a fear he had never felt before rising in his heart.

After confirming that the person sitting in front of him was He Xunnan, Louis cautiously stated his diagnosis.

"Mr. He, you must leave this place as soon as possible. Your second personality has been dormant for the past ten years, but now it has not only learned to disguise itself, but is also trying to take over your body."

There was an even worse situation he didn't mention, fearing that He Xunnan might not be able to hold on for long.

Fragments of memories surfaced in He Xun'nan's mind, and Fu Chen's final warning was like a nail driven into his heart.

"Louis, how much time do I have left?"

He hasn't taken her away yet; he can't just leave like this.

Louis: "At the latest, within a month, I am your psychiatrist, and I have to take responsibility for you. I hope you can come back to Y country with me for systematic treatment."

He Xunan recalled what happened at the hospital yesterday, hesitated, and then agreed.

"Okay, give me some time."

Over the years, Louise has been even more aware of He Xunnan's pain than He Xunnan himself.

In his childhood, extreme self-blame gave rise to a darker side, which, after more than a decade of entanglement, completely differentiated him into another He Xunnan.

To be precise, that person was He Li, who had gone to extremes due to self-blame.

When he discovered he had a split personality, he changed his name and actively cooperated with the doctor's treatment, sealing He Li within his body over the long years.

But now, unexpectedly, "he" has reappeared and has done things that hurt those around him.

If he cannot eliminate "him", he is willing to die with "him".

……

In the afternoon, He Xunnan downed his third iced Americano.

He held his phone and called Ruan Qing in front of Louis.

Still reeling from the police station incident, Ruan Qing answered the phone in a daze.

When she heard the voice on the other end, she realized it was He Xunnan calling.

She vaguely remembered getting into his car at Yunyin Manor, but she just couldn't recall it no matter what.

However, subconsciously, she still built a "defense system" against He Xunnan.

He Xunnan: "Ruan Qing, can we meet tomorrow afternoon?"

His voice was so calm.

Ruan Qing turned on speakerphone: "Mr. He, I'm quite busy with work tomorrow. Is it convenient for us to talk on the phone?"

He Xun Nan frowned instinctively when he heard her distant way of addressing him.

"inconvenient."

The refusal was very decisive.

Before Ruan Qing could refuse again, He Xun Nan continued, "It concerns your background, and I hope to talk to you about it in person."

Ruan Qing and Lin Yun'en exchanged intense glances.

[Lin Yun-en: What do you mean?]

[Ruan Qing: I want to go.]

Lin Yun'en made an OK sign with her hand.

I'm here with you.

"Okay, tomorrow night, on the first floor of the International Building."

"it is good."

She deliberately chose a crowded place, just in time for the recording of "The Queen's New Clothes" at the TV station across the street the next day.

Lying in bed at night, Ruan Qing tossed and turned, unable to fall asleep.

Lin Yun'en turned on the light and wrapped his arm around her waist.

"Why aren't you asleep? What are you thinking about?"

Ruan Qing turned around to face her, and the screen displayed news about the marriage alliance between the Fu and Zhao families.

The headline, "A perfect match, a powerful alliance," was so prominent it was almost blinding.

Lin Yun'en took her phone away: "Why are you looking at these things? Are you just making yourself suffer?"

Lin Yun'en knew very well what Ruan Qing was like.

They say they've let go and don't care, but deep down they care terribly.

She forced herself to remain calm in front of Fu Chen.

Being love-struck isn't scary; what's scary is being love-struck from a clearer perspective.

"Men you can't hold onto are like grains of sand in the desert; just throw them away and grab a fresh handful, isn't that the same thing?"

"Maybe one day you'll find love again."

Ruan Qing was amused by her strange analogy: "I know, give me back my phone."

"No, no, you have to beg me!"

"Lin, Yun, En o(￣ヘ￣o#)"

As the two were arguing, the screen suddenly lit up.

Lin Yun'en squinted at her, using her phone to lift her chin: "Oh, who is it? Sending you a message at 2 AM? You're having an affair behind my back?"